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

It was not a real statue, nor was it a fake made of crystal by a craftsman... He was the real Viego.

When he was killed by Isolder and affected by the Curse of Ruin, his body turned to stone.

Today he still maintains the same posture as a thousand years ago, as if still begging for Isolde's final mercy.

As soon as Gwen saw him, the inexplicable discomfort she felt suddenly doubled, and the severe headache almost made her faint.

Cheng Xiao wasn't quite sure what was going on, so she quickly picked up Gwen and wanted to leave before making other plans.

But just when they wanted to jump out along the way they came, a large ball of extremely thick black fog rushed in from outside, completely blocking the way out.

They... were Viego's guards during his lifetime.

They seemed to sense something - the king's will and the queen's call.

Seeing this, Cheng Xiao affirmed their loyalty, but would not buy into such ridiculous blind loyalty.

He drew out the Doran Sword without hesitation, and the energy of the demigod poured down.

Ordinary undead could not withstand this surging energy at all, and with the holy mist beside Gwen, those ghosts were all dispersed in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Xiao took Gwen with him and wanted to leap over.

However, there was movement behind him again - the sound of gravel peeling off.

Then came a voice full of resentment and anger:

"Where are you taking my beloved wife...?"

Chapter 131: Viego: I got up and killed him in one blow, what's there to say?

As the midnight bell rang, the ships sailing on the sea suddenly fell into a panic-stricken hurry.

The crew kept urging them to return, but the thick fog rising from the sea behind them was gradually closing in. On the day of the Harrowing, every Bilgewater person knew to return home as soon as possible or not go out to sea at all, but the greedy captain still wanted to enjoy the vast ocean alone for a day.

The bolder you are, the more you earn; the more you earn, the faster you die.

Now it is too late for them to regret.

Too slow. Their return speed couldn't keep up with the rolling fog, and some of the more fragile crew members could already hear the howling in the wind.

They are coming.

Soul-destroying night, the undead, devouring...

Those terrifying words were maddening, and even the most experienced sailors could not resist the mental breakdown.

The originally calm sea was stirred up by a dark wave, and under the illumination of lightning and thunder, the shapes of the dead appeared. They were baring their fangs and claws, impatient.

The entire sea area became restless.

But soon, everything returned to calm.

The fog surged towards the world of the living.

And the island behind them... that forgotten island, was also shrouded in black fog.

Deep in the thick fog—in the very center, a pale man stood up.

The dangerous obsessions of his past life continued to twist his mind, and Viego's unwavering, mad love fueled his desires, actions, and brutality. A deadly black mist surged from Viego's shattered heart, seeking to harvest everything it touched.

Not far from him, Cheng Xiao was also affected by the surging black fog.

Although the Doran's sword in his hand can release the sacred power to dispel ghosts, that is based on the ghosts themselves - if Viego forces those ghosts to go at all costs, he will encounter some resistance.

In other words, he could not expel the ghosts directly, but could only kill them all.

Moreover, those ghosts become extremely violent and powerful under the influence of the Soul-Eating Night, and it takes more energy to deal with them.

"Tsk..."

Cheng Xiao held Gwen, who looked in pain, and could only swing the sword with one hand. His movement space was limited, and it was really difficult to break out of the black fog for a while.

The intensity of the Soul-Eating Night was even higher than he had imagined - probably because of the influence of a certain clown, otherwise these ordinary ghosts could not have such strength.

But of course, this would only require him to spend a little more time and cause a little more trouble. This level of invasion would not cause him to lose consciousness or go crazy in the fog.

He held Gwen in one hand, looking very intimate, and held a sword in the other, killing everyone in the black fog.

And this stung a certain man even more.

Viego. He sensed a familiar aura in the sacred mist lingering around Gwen, and then felt the presence of Isolde—he clearly realized that Gwen contained a fragment of Isolde's soul.

He watched Cheng Xiao hug Gwen tightly, as if he was watching Cheng Xiao hugging his beloved wife.

This made him extremely angry.

"My beloved wife...my love...my...Isolde!!"

Viego roared to the sky, and an even more powerful force burst out from his body. The density of the black fog around him instantly deepened by several levels again.

The souls of the dead were increasingly influenced by him, but their self-awareness was completely erased, and they became puppets that could only be controlled by him.

They had completely forgotten their pain and resentment, and rushed towards Cheng Xiao regardless of anything, even if that sacred energy would cause them to dissipate.

Under such an attack, even Cheng Xiao felt a little overwhelmed - almost all the ghosts on the entire island were attacking him, tens of thousands... His speed in clearing the black fog gradually couldn't keep up with the speed at which the black fog increased.

He realized that his "alive" state was definitely not enough, and he had to rely on the blessing of the battle excitement to successfully fight his way out.

So he drew his sword, turned around, and rushed straight towards the most powerful of all the dead souls - King Viego.

And this is exactly what Viego wants.

The anger, resentment, and jealousy in his heart completely occupied his consciousness. He could feel the surging power in his body, but he didn't know where it came from, and he was too lazy to think about it. He only knew now that he was omnipotent.

This power can help him kill anyone who stands in his way.

No one, be it gods or demons, can stop him.

Until he embraced Isolde again.

He wasn't afraid of Cheng Xiao rushing towards him, but he was afraid that Cheng Xiao would run away. He possessed supreme power, and the man in front of him who had humiliated him was the first sacrifice.

"Give me back Isolde...let her go!"

"She's mine--!!"

With Cheng Xiao's full-speed sprint, the distance between the two was almost only a sword's distance away.

The two men also swung out the long swords in their hands at the same time.

Cheng Xiao used Doran's Blade, an artifact forged by the forge god Ornn, while Viego wielded his Blade of the Ruined King, which had been corroded by death after being buried for thousands of years.

If these two swords were to face off, Ornn's masterpiece would definitely be superior in terms of quality alone, but...

The Blade of the Ruined King is longer.

Both men stopped, thrusting their swords at each other as far as they could.

When Cheng Xiao was still a few inches away from stabbing the opponent, Viego had already plunged the blade of the Ruined King into his chest.

The smell of death, decay, and corruption instantly filled his entire body, causing his flesh to decay at an unimaginable speed, like a mummy dug out of a pyramid.

It peels off and falls off like fragile stone powder.

But Cheng Xiao showed a satisfied smile, and Gwen, who was tightly hugged in her arms, did not fall down.

[The host has been killed by the Ruined King, Viego.]

[Skill [Blood Debt Repaid with Blood] was activated successfully, gaining 5% of its full power.]

【The host has died.】

[Skill [Battle, Awesome!] activated successfully.]

[Skill [Three Seconds of Real Manliness] was activated successfully.]

The moment the prompt sounded, Cheng Xiao not only gained a multiple of his strength and became immune to attacks, but also gained an additional power of the undead in his body.

Under his full force, the surrounding ghosts broke away from Viego's control for a moment and felt fear under the suppression of this undead power.

Although they soon launched a desperate attack on Cheng Xiao under Viego's will, Cheng Xiao now had enough strength to defeat them.

Moreover, the power of the undead allows him to suppress the "lower ghosts" while attacking, and the effect is multiplied.

The thick black fog around began to disperse rapidly, and countless wailing sounds from the spiritual realm echoed on the island in the material realm.

Seeing this, Viego was so angry that he gritted his teeth - this man who looked younger than him not only stole his beloved wife, but also tried to take his army from him.

He could not bear it at all, whether out of his dignity as a man or his majesty as a king.

"You vile villain! You should kneel at the king's feet!"

Viego drew his sword again in frustration - he intended to use the advantage of the sword's length to chop off the opponent's head again.

But this time Cheng Xiao will not give him this opportunity again.

His sword is not as long as his opponent's, but he is faster than his opponent.

As Viego just raised his sword, his Doran sword had already pierced Viego's throat.

The latter had no time to dodge or even react, and his throat was pierced in an instant.

Then, the divine aura contained in Doran's Sword burst out and poured into Viego's evil and violent body like a deadly poison.

Viego felt an unimaginable pain.

He had just woken up from a deep sleep. He was not yet accustomed to this body that had not moved for a thousand years, nor to the inexplicable power that appeared in his body. He was completely unable to block the sacred energy that Cheng Xiao released to him.

His heart was filled with resentment and resentment, but this could not stop his body from beginning to break down.

The "vitality" that had been revived in his body after a thousand years was rapidly disappearing, and the feeling of powerlessness and stiffness enveloped him again.

“No…No—!”

Viego roared to the sky, but it was of no use.

His body began to petrify again, and the new power he had gained quickly fell dormant within him.

But in just a moment, his body became completely stiff and turned back into its previous "crystallized" appearance.

Only the unwillingness and anger frozen on his face were slightly different from before.

As soon as Viego fell, the black fog around him immediately began to dissipate - before Cheng Xiao even made a move, the ghosts fled on their own.

Without Viego's suppression and control, apart from his personal guards, which other souls would be willing to work for such an incompetent tyrant?

They had already died once because of him, and if they died a second time, they would not even be able to keep their souls.

They're not that stupid.

Their resentment and hatred towards Viego even overshadowed their brutal and bloodthirsty ghost nature.

As Viego was resealed and the black fog dissipated, Gwen gradually recovered from the pain.

She gasped uneasily in Cheng Xiao's arms, then coquettishly nudged his chest. The strong heartbeat and warmth gradually brought her back to consciousness.

She looked around blankly. The scissors and needle and thread that fell at her feet had automatically raised a holy mist for her, completely clearing away the remaining black fog around her.

She raised her beautiful face slightly, and said to Cheng Xiao in a slightly sad and regretful tone: "Cheng Xiao... I just... I just seemed to hear the master's voice... but she left again..."

Cheng Xiao hugged the girl tightly in his arms. After a moment of silence, he softly comforted her, "It's okay. I will always be with you until you meet Isolde again."

"Hmm..." Gwen felt a warm feeling in her heart, and she felt much more at ease. She leaned more relaxedly in the other's arms.

It seemed that all crises were over.

It was all over in just a few minutes.

From the Night of the Soul-Eating to Viego's awakening, and from Viego's summoning of the black fog to his being sealed again... it only took a few minutes.

Cheng Xiao prepared carefully for a long time, but she achieved victory very "easily".

He even felt... that the danger he faced was not as dangerous as when he fought Thresh.

This was a pleasant surprise, but it also made him feel uneasy.

He had experienced countless life and death situations, and had developed a uniquely keen sense of danger. He always felt that... this was a bit too easy.

None of what he worried about happened.

But his inner uneasiness grew heavier.

His sense of danger was constantly reminding him.

He couldn't understand, and couldn't fathom what danger Viego would face after being so simply "sealed"—could it be that his sealing method was wrong? After all, he didn't understand it either, and was simply attacking and defeating the opponent according to common sense.