I told you to plant peas, and you summon Mordekaiser?

Fuguang Island, shrouded in black fog, is now a place of despair.

Long ago, this place was a sacred land of magic and knowledge, sheltered by a layer of warm white mist.

Thresh, the ghost who now wanders between death and torment, was once just a mortal.

He came from humble origins, but fate arranged a special job for him.

His order is dedicated to protecting arcane knowledge, sealing dangerous magical artifacts in secret underground vaults.

Thresh is the guardian of this warehouse.

The elders of the order did not entrust him with this task out of trust.

In fact, they had already sensed Thresh's inner darkness.

Although he never committed any real atrocities.

But those eyes, which always seemed to flicker with unease, kept everyone at a distance from him.

They believe that a solitary life away from crowds might suppress Thresh's potential danger.

However, they were wrong.

Thresh's years of isolation were like a spark being placed in parched grass.

He often patrolled the dark corridors, the dim light of the lanterns illuminating his increasingly distorted face.

He initially thought this mission was a recognition of his loyalty, but gradually realized that it was just a silent exile.

His heart was filled with resentment and envy towards his compatriots who were respected by the world.

In the deep basement, his only companions were sealed magical artifacts and his hatred for the world.

The turning point in their fate began with a mad king.

The king led his army into Fuguang Island.

His goal is to resurrect the deceased queen, and the legendary water of life is the answer he seeks.

Thresh witnessed this bloody invasion, coldly watching the guardians fall, and even actively guiding the king to the Sanctuary.

He was neither loyal to the order nor did he try to stop anything.

He only wanted to see everyone on the island suffer, just as he had suffered.

The sanctuary was breached, and the water of life was defiled.

The king immersed the deceased's body in water, and the next moment, disaster struck.

The water of life is not a source of rebirth, but a deep, dark energy.

With a massive shockwave, the entire island of Fuguang fell into a deathly silence.

The white mist that once sheltered everything was stained black, and all living beings perished instantly, their souls forever imprisoned in endless suffering.

Thresh did not grieve for his death.

He was the only one who felt ecstatic amidst this destruction.

He rose from the broken curse mark and became an immortal ghost.

He was no longer bound by mortal limitations and possessed dark power sufficient to twist souls.

His hooks and lanterns became weapons for capturing the dead, and cages for devouring souls.

He had no goals, no beliefs, only pure malice.

He enjoys hunting, but he enjoys destroying those tenacious souls even more.

He will crush their will inch by inch, tearing apart their hopes and love.

He takes pleasure in tormenting others until they are completely broken, then he drags their souls into a lantern and traps them in eternal agony.

Over the long years, Thresh's power continued to grow. His form gradually twisted, transforming him into a malevolent shadow.

He even began hunting down the powerful undead that had once invaded Blessed Island.

He mocked their lost power and reveled in the struggle that consumed them.

just now.

Thresh's name has become synonymous with fear.

He is a symbol of death, the end of despair.

His lantern swayed in the black mist, each beam of light reflecting a prisoner's soul.

......

......

now.

Thresh's phantom image reflected in the sky.

Isaac was just a puppet.

A puppet that collects souls and accumulates power.

It's not a pity to die.

Now he has a better goal.

Thresh extracted a trace of pure green energy from Isaac's body.

The next moment, a chilling green light burst forth, like a dark green chain, whistling as it flew toward Chen Yang!

Wherever it passed, even the light was swallowed up, leaving behind a deathly shadow.

Chen Yang instinctively raised his left hand to block, while Yumi quickly reinforced the shield beside him, trying to stop this strange force.

However, the green energy penetrated the shield without any hindrance and went straight into Chen Yang's left hand.

The green light merged in an instant, and an inexplicable power swept across the entire arm.

Chen Yang groaned and staggered.

A sharp burning pain shot through my left hand, as if a thousand needles were piercing my skin.

Thresh's eyes revealed a morbid excitement.

He stared at Chen Yang as if examining an unexpected work of art.

"I'm looking forward to it..." Thresh murmured softly, his voice hoarse like the friction of metal, with a hint of eerie playfulness.

As the sound of those words faded, Thresh's shadow gradually dimmed and eventually disappeared into the world.

District 31 returned to silence, with only Chen Yang's heavy breathing echoing in the air.

He quickly took off his left glove and rolled up his sleeve.

His gaze fell on his arm, and his heart sank.

His left hand had been corroded by the corpse green to half of his arm, and he looked lifeless, like a withered tree.

At this moment, the putrid green had disappeared, replaced by a faint green light.

The light was sticky and cold, as if it were wandering on the surface of the skin, or as if it were deeply embedded in the bone marrow.

The veins on his left arm were faintly visible, and his fingers trembled slightly, as if he had developed an independent consciousness.

Chen Yang could clearly feel a violent and chaotic thought surging in his left hand.

It's as if it has escaped his control and become an independent entity.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down and trying to suppress the restless feeling.

With a few deep breaths, the rebellious will gradually subsided, but it still lurked deep within his arm.

Staring at his left arm, Chen Yang's mind raced. Suddenly, a window popped up.

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[Chen Yang's left arm]

grade:?

Survival days: 1

Planting limit: 0

Remaining sunlight: 0

Garden Level: 0

Blood volume: 500

Attack: 20

Armor: 20

Talent: Soul Stealing

Talent Effect: The soul of a player you kill will be bound to the talent owner's body. The talent owner can use the soul's talent.

The more souls plundered, the stronger the owner's physical body becomes.

However, one should not become obsessed with power, as excessive killing can affect one's mind.

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Chen Yang's eyelids twitched uncontrollably as he watched.

Why do I have a separate panel on my left hand?

Is the system mistaking its left hand for a separate player?

Furthermore, he could feel his left arm becoming stronger, which confirmed this.

However, other parts of the body did not feel any enhancement.

"Could it be that my left arm is the one with the special talent, and not me?"

Muttering to himself, Chen Yang rested his chin on his hand and began to think.

This talent was originally given to Iseker by Thresh.

He saw Thresh draw a large amount of soul energy from Iseker's body.

And Isaac, like Thresh's puppet, was at Thresh's mercy.

Based on the description of the talent, Chen Yang could more or less confirm that Isaac's increasingly manic behavior was related to this talent.

Isaac's mind was affected by this talent.

Now, the talent has been transferred to him.

To be precise, it was on my left arm.

Does this mean that only his left arm has become Thresh's tool?

Chen Yang looked up at Isaac's corpse. The man had long since lost consciousness, but his ashen face still bore a twisted expression of pain.