Don't mess with the yordle

Chapter 136 Interest
"Come on, don't give up, I believe you can do it."

Reed cheered up Laedros, but these were just polite words he said casually, because in his opinion, whether it was Laedros, Kalista or Hecarim in front of him, they were all going to The undead who were cleaned up along with the black mist were not much different from Thresh.

To put it a little ruthlessly, these guys were already dead, and Reed had no intention of resurrecting them. Of course, this was mainly because there was no other way.

After all, not everyone has the fate of Sena in the future, and Reed can't explain how Senna was resurrected. It is obviously not something that can be done easily.

Furthermore, the hands of these undead are now covered in blood, and many of them are even enemies of each other.

The reason why Shadow Island is now "popular" is that many undead arrived later. They were killed and dragged here during Soul Eater Night. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have deep hatred.

If everyone is resurrected, who can calm down in the face of those enemies who have killed themselves?

Although it is undeniable that most of these undead are people who died in vain, the real way of liberation is to break away from the curse of the black mist and go to the place where they should go. Resurrection is an unrealistic illusion.

And neither Qian Jue, the gods of death, nor Naga Kapoulos want to see these dead souls resurrected.

"I will, Callista, I will wake her up."

Although Reid's encouragement was perfunctory, Ledros looked very encouraged, which is actually quite normal, after all, there are not many normal people in the entire Shadow Isle.

Basically no one can talk to Ledras, let alone a human being, not even a serious living creature.

Thresh, who could talk to him, was another thing that he looked down upon, and Yorick and Maokai would not pay attention to him as an undead. They basically shouted to kill him when they met.

So in the face of Reed's encouragement, this undead soul who was almost losing hope really cheered up again.

"Master Reed, thank you for your inspiration! I suddenly thought of a good way! Maybe it can stimulate Kalista!"

Ledros jumped up suddenly, and his excited voice was no longer dead, but more hopeful. He seemed to have really thought of a good idea, at least he thought so.

This somewhat piqued Reed's interest. Now that the guy who was "making trouble" in Bilgewater had been caught, and the "re-education through labor" matter had been arranged, he had nothing to do, so he moved to follow him and take a look. Look at the thoughts.

Ledros did not invite him. Instead, after thanking him, he left in great excitement, presumably to find Kalista's location immediately.

Reed hesitated for a moment, and then followed. He wanted to see what tricks this Ledros was playing, to see if he could really wake up Kalista, who was controlled by the black mist, and wake up the sharp " Spear of Vengeance."

Ledros's tall and mighty body is naturally a leader among humans, but he is not so conspicuous among the ghosts of the Shadow Isles. There are not a few people who have changed their appearance after becoming ghosts.

For example, Hecarim turned into a human-horse monster and no longer looked like a human being. This may be related to the fact that he didn't do human affairs at all. This guy really didn't do human affairs at all.

He played a key role in promoting the "ruin" of Fuguang Island, and his guilt is absolutely inescapable.

Other dead souls combined with armor, weapons, branches, scrolls, etc. are mostly huge, and Ledros can only be ranked in the middle position, but those who are bigger than him will mostly walk around him .

Those resolute souls are able to retain most of their personalities and desires in life, and even the "Curse of Destruction" cannot erase them, but few of them are like Ledros, who even retain their memories of their lives.

They often become predatory evil spirits, hunting those who are weak and helpless forever. The weak souls are their food. This is the instinct given to them by the "Curse of Ruin", but Ledros has successfully survived these constraints. . "Calista! Where are you?!"

Ledros roared, he hoped to be able to verify his idea, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, it was hope, and it was enough for him to feel ecstatic about it.

"We are the Spears of Vengeance."

A figure flashed out of the black mist, jumping out of the darkness like a lioness, with the light of hunting in its eyes.

Kalista is tall and slender, wearing a leather armor, her exposed skin is as white as ashes, her gray silver hair is flowing, and she wears a strange helmet on her head. She stares at Ledra with an expressionless face. s.

"We are punishers, take your oath or disappear."

Callista continued, her voice not just her own, but seemed to be countless voices overlapping together.

"Calista, I am Ledras! You were once the niece of a king, and I was loyal to that king. We are old friends, do you remember? Spear of the Silver Throne!"

Ledros did not approach rashly, because he saw Kalista's indifferent expression. Her eyes were unblinking, as if she had lost all emotion. Although she was like this when she was alive, she still had a little bit of it. Popularity. .

"Go straight to the main event and don't do these useless things."

Reed's voice reminded Ledros, and he took out the pendant before Kalista turned around and walked away.

This pendant was his only object that could arouse Callista's emotions. Although it could only make her stop temporarily and wake her up from her fugue for a moment, it worked repeatedly.

Sure enough, after seeing the pendant, Kalista stopped in her footsteps. She stretched out her hand, trying to touch the pendant, but stopped at the moment when she was about to touch it, and immediately retracted her hand. that hand.

"Snapped."

However, unlike Ledros who stood blankly, waiting for Kalista to touch, Reed directly held her hand on the pendant. He used to always say "head-pressing team", but now he finally It was a practice by himself, although this time he pressed his hands instead of his head.

Under the sluggish gaze of Ledros, Kalista's facial expression eased a little, although it was only slightly relieved, but she did wake up.

"Ledros?"

Callista said with some doubts that there was only one voice this time, and it belonged to Callista herself.

Kalista looked around, as if she had only just realized where she was, and she looked at her hands, which glowed softly from the inside out, as unreal as smoke.

A look of confusion appeared on her face at first, then it was filled with severe pain, and finally her expression became determined again.

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(End of this chapter)