In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

"What's the matter~?"

Cheng Xiao was infected by this smile, and her originally heavy mood suddenly became relaxed.

He couldn't bear to tell the other party those bad things.

But... Gwen's identity is too special.

About Viego...

"Miss Gwen, do you remember a cruel man? His name is... Viego."

"Eh?"

Gwen's little hands, fiddling with the gravel, froze.

Many not-so-nice, even painful memories instantly flooded into her mind...

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Elise leaned against a dead tree in the twisted jungle, panting. The annoying ghosts around her kept screaming in her ears, but she was still in a good mood.

Because her "spider-like" look has faded a lot.

Although the venom curse of the Vicious Throat cannot be completely eliminated, it is much better than the monster it once was.

In the past, if she wanted to use all her power, she had to become a complete spider, and the spider legs on her back could not be hidden. But now, in her normal state, there are not many spider features. If she wants to use her power, she will only make the few spider legs on her back grow back.

Although her strength also weakened a lot, it didn't matter.

She knew that there were many strange people in the secret organization Black Rose, and one of them was a bit like her - the woman's lower body had completely turned into a snake, and some characteristics of a venomous snake could be seen in her upper body, and she was completely unable to hide or change her form.

Compared to that woman, her current situation is much better.

This made her extremely happy.

She felt she could return to the noble balls of Noxus with confidence, using her beauty instead of the power of her curse to control those foolish men.

She squatted beside the dead tree, her body trembling slightly with excitement.

And she had someone to share her joy with...

"Glad, huh?"

A teasing and charming voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and Iris's eyes widened instantly.

She stood up in horror, her hair standing on end.

When she turned around stiffly, she really saw a familiar figure in the shadows not far away - that slim and beautiful figure.

And pale skin.

"Haven't we seen each other for a while, Elise?"

The Pale Lady walked into the twisted jungle filled with ghosts, holding a staff, but none of the souls who were seeking her life dared to approach her.

Feeling guilty, Iris didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes. "Ms. Pale..."

She was terrified.

But the other party directly told her the reason for her panic:

"You betrayed me, didn't you?"

"I... I didn't..." Iris shook her head repeatedly, but she could no longer even maintain her disguise.

However, LeBlanc was not angry, but laughed easily.

"Don't be nervous, Elise. You actually did me a big favor—you brought the doll to life, which was part of my plan. Besides that, you did me an even bigger favor... um."

Hearing this, Iris's face showed surprise and joy. "Then...then I..."

She naively thought that she had done something good by accident.

But she was only half right.

She did do a good thing, but as LeBlanc said... her "accidental success" was also part of the plan.

And she is just a chess piece at the mercy of others.

And now she has lost her value.

"You can rest now, Elise," LeBlanc said with a smile. "You have dedicated yourself to the Black Rose for hundreds of years, from the moment you were cursed until the curser's death."

"Yes Yes……"

"So, now you have lost your connection with Shadow Island~"

"Um……?"

"The Spider God is dead. What good can you bring me on the Shadow Isles?" Leblanc's smile remained sweet and kind, her tone gentle, but her words cut through Iris's tense nerves like a sharp blade:

"Besides, a new situation is about to take shape in the Shadow Isles, and the previous existence should be eliminated."

"What... do you mean...?" Iris still had a glimmer of hope.

Kleblanc immediately shattered her fantasy: "What I mean is... rather than a traitor who betrayed the empire, I think your Kisira family would prefer a martyr who died gloriously~"

As soon as the words fell, the staff in Leblanc's hand lit up with a dazzling white light.

"Wait--"

Iris wanted to say something, but the powerful magical energy had already enveloped her completely.

The next moment, a twisted corpse fell to the ground.

LeBlanc showed no mercy and walked away with a smile on her face as if she had just stepped on an ant.

She smiled and looked in the other direction.

"The spider web you thought you had already torn apart...is actually just the beginning of its weaving, my dear Cheng Xiao."

My friend got married and I was the best man, so I took a day off~~~

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Chapter 129: Ruined King Oh, I'm going to the Shadow Island Street to catch you now

Viego, the last king of the ancient Kingdom of Camavia.

Before he became king and ruled this small country east of Runeterra, he was just the second prince of the royal family. Compared with his brother's extraordinary talents, he seemed pampered, complacent and selfish.

So he was never expected to do well.

And he himself had no intention of inheriting the throne.

But when his brother died in an accident, Viego, the crown prince who had neither the desire nor the ability to rule the country, suddenly found himself with an extra crown on his head.

But after he sat on the throne, he still didn't care. He believed that it was not himself who needed this position, but that everyone below this position - the entire Kamavia Kingdom - begged him to become king.

He had no interest in governing the country, leaving all matters, big and small, to his subordinates, and turned a blind eye to the country's greed, corruption, and famine. He possessed the supreme power of a king, but he only cared about his own entertainment. The biggest problem he encountered in life was not knowing what to eat for dinner.

Until one day he met a poor and beautiful seamstress.

Isolde.

At just one glance, Viego was captivated by Isolde's beauty and proposed to her on the spot.

Thus the noblest king of Kamavia married a humblest village girl.

Viego's governance of the kingdom remained incompetent, but his love for Isolde was perfect. He dedicated everything in his life to this beautiful girl—even his own life.

They were inseparable, close, and had a wonderful time.

But the matter remains essentially absurd.

A ridiculous king, a ridiculous queen, a ridiculous marriage and a ridiculous rule... Under Viego's series of ridiculous operations, this small country, which was not rich to begin with, has become even worse off.

The kingdom eventually began to crumble.

Unable to persuade the king to take charge of government, some treacherous individuals began to plot, hoping to end the incompetent king's rule as soon as possible. Meanwhile, the kingdom's enemies saw an opportunity to launch a surprise attack. A venomous group of snakes gathered.

Finally one day, a poisoned dagger stabbed the king.

But in the end, it was Queen Isolde who was scratched by the dagger.

Viego executed the assassin on the spot in the most brutal way, but he was unable to prevent the poison from spreading through Isolde's body, nor could he find an antidote.

Viego could only watch in horror as his wife's condition worsened. Rage and despair overwhelmed him, and he spent every coin in the treasury on her medical treatment.

But all was in vain. Isolde died on her sickbed, and Viego was consumed by madness.

Since then, the national situation of the Kingdom of Kamavia has not improved, but has accelerated its decline - all the treasures and wealth of the kingdom have been squandered by Viego, just to find any possibility of saving the dead queen.

Of course he failed. The dead cannot be resurrected, and the decline of the Kamavia Kingdom is unstoppable.

Soon, the whole country fell into chaos and was almost on the brink of destruction.

Until one day, Viego heard about a paradise called "Fuguang Island", where the holy water was said to be able to cure any disease. So he led the remaining royal army to attack.

He had already fallen into madness and would not listen to anyone's advice. He ordered his army to kill anyone who dared to stand in his way. He destroyed the people of Fukumitsu Island.

Finally, he got his wish and immersed the dead queen in holy water.

But he forgot that holy water can only cure diseases but cannot resurrect the dead.

Isolde did rise, but she had become a wraith driven by shadow and rage.

In pain and rage, bewildered by the thought of being stripped of her own mortality, she took Viego's enchanted sword and pierced his heart.

The magic of the holy water clashed with the ancient sword, and the energy within the closed room exploded, sweeping across the entire island, binding everything it touched into a state of conscious, painful immortality...

This is the past and truth behind the Curse of Ruin.

That's all Gwen knew.

She had been the favorite toy of her master, Isolde, who, a thousand years ago, always took her with him, whether working, resting, or sleeping.

The man's appearance made her master care less about her, but she did not envy or hate Viego. What she hated was Viego's subsequent madness.

The man's vicious vanity and conceit harmed Isolde, leaving her trapped between life and death and suffering endless pain and torture.

It also harmed the Kingdom of Kamavia and the Island of Fortune.

He brought disaster to all living things.

"You said, those things happened thousands of years ago?"

In the silent jungle, Gwen gazed at the darkness and thick fog in the distance, feeling a surge of emotion. A full thousand years had truly passed. Everything here had become something else.

"My memories... aren't very clear. Most of them are fragments of the past. It's hard to believe that so much time has passed in this world."

As Gwen spoke, she squatted down and picked up a handful of soil. The smell was not pleasant, but she felt it was a gift.

"And I'm just getting to know this world."

"You'll have plenty of time to observe—no, to join this beautiful world—in the future." Cheng Xiao was infected by the other party's positive and optimistic attitude, and smiled unconsciously.

"really?"

"Of course, if you still have doubts about this world, I will lead you to understand it."

"That's great!"

Gwen jumped up and down like a happy little white rabbit.

But after a moment, a hint of worry flashed through her excited eyes. "But we have to solve a big problem first, right? The black fog... and Viego. When you mentioned him, many things came to mind about him, but none of them were worth celebrating."

Gwen's tone deepened, as if tinged with hatred. "He's a brutal man! He ordered his army to kill so many people! He doesn't understand the value of life at all!"

"Yes." Cheng Xiao nodded in agreement, "He did too many wrong things in order to resurrect his queen."

"His queen... my master... he made her suffer endlessly between life and death! I hate him!"

Gwen's good mood was immediately diluted when she thought of that man.

"We have to stop him! Um...how do we do that?"

"Wait." Cheng Xiao said, "When he wakes up, kill him completely or seal him."

"How long will it take?"