Chapter 318 Naga Kapoulos’ Talisman
“What is this?”
Miss Fortune looked at the pink coral hanging in front of her, her eyebrows growing more and more confused.
Illaoi looked pious, and an invisible and mysterious aura appeared on the iron tower-like body.
"The talisman of Naga Kapoulos. It will guide you when you are lost."
"What I'm asking is, what is this?" Miss Fortune asked in a solemn voice
Illaoi slowly shook her head and spoke softly: "If it is silent, there is no other meaning."
Miss Fortune looked a little hesitant when she heard this, but thinking about the upcoming Soul Eating Night, she finally nodded lightly.
She took the coral pendant, took off her three-cornered hat, and hung the leather cord around her neck.
Illaoi came close to her ear and whispered something.
"I don't think you are stupid, don't let me get it wrong."
She was telling the truth.
After Gangplank was deposed, Bilgewater became increasingly prosperous under Miss Fortune's governance.
The once chaotic scene gradually decreased. Each gang followed a certain order and would not kill innocent people.
This has also led to many people beginning to believe in Nagakapoulos, and the number of believers going to the temple is also increasing day by day.
"Why do I care what you think?" Miss Fortune shrugged.
"Because a storm is coming," Illaoi said, looking over Miss Fortune's shoulder.
"You are no stranger, so you'd better be ready at any time and turn the bow of the boat to face the waves."
After Illaoi finished speaking, he took his stone ball and left the box, leaving Next a very tall figure from behind.
She left the Hydra Tavern and walked towards the Nagakapoulos Temple in the distance.
Miss Fortune withdrew her gaze and cast her gaze towards the sea.
In the ocean, a black fog storm has taken shape.
But that was not the direction Illaoi was looking just now.
The end of the priestess's gaze is where the Shadow Island is.
"Is there anything different about Soul Eating Night this time?" Miss Fortune murmured in a low voice.
After thinking about it, she looked at the ships on the harbor in the distance.
Siren!
Miss Fortune Sarah's ship is also the most powerful ship in Bilgewater now.
The huge pearl-colored sail was rustling in the dark night wind.
Sea of Watchers.
The dark sea not far from the slaughterhouse.
A huge black ship was parked on the cold sea, with two huge black gun barrels at the bow.
Planck stood on the observation deck, looking at the slaughterhouse that was in flames.
“Are our people back?”
“They are all on board and ready to fight for you!”
Behind Planck, a fat, strong man lowered his eyebrows and looked extremely respectful.
Frost, one of the top leaders of the Hook Gang, is now Gangplank's lieutenant.
The Iron Hook Gang had already taken orders from Gangplank when they were working at the Slaughterhouse.
Although they took timely action to protect the basic territory after Gangplank was injured, their prestige was still greatly reduced.
However, Frost is extremely enthusiastic now.
Their captain is back, and the King of Bilgewater is back.
He would find the people who had bullied the Iron Hook Gang one by one, disembowel them and hang them on the mast.
"No rush."
Plank seemed to be aware of Frost's emotions, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.
“The Soul-eating Night is about to begin, and I’m looking forward to your performance, Sarah!”
"Turn the boat around and go to the area where the Baru people are."
Frost raised his head and said with some hesitation: "They don't seem to allow people like us to pass."
"Don't worry. , they won’t stop me.”
Plank turned around and looked over the cliffs, landing on an island hidden in the night.
Then he looked down at his iron prosthetic leg with an incomprehensible expression.
"This is my city!"
Many pictures appeared in his mind, making Plank fall into memories.
The wreckage of the Abyss is burning, and the nearby bay is full of ships and wood, with green smoke rising.
The wooden houses on the pier collapsed one after another in the sea of fire.
A burning sail floated down, almost dragging Gangplank back to the bottom of the water.
Sailors and pirates with fire on their bodies could be seen everywhere, screaming and jumping into the water from the dilapidated docks.
The smell of sulfur, dust, death, burnt hair and roasted skin
It was like the end of the world.
But Gangplank did not die. With the help of a group of tattooed teenagers, he escaped from the fire and left the dock.
In the dark alley, he saw these teenagers holding serrated spears, with wide-mouth pistols and club hooks hanging from their waists.
"They are Baru people, people from Nagakapoulos Temple."
Plank recognized the identities of these people and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Until you reach the Nagakapoulos Temple hanging high above the bay.
"Where is Illaoi? I want to see Illaoi!" Gangplank dragged his broken body and roared loudly.
Due to his broken ribs, he could not stand up straight, and one arm was only left with incomplete flesh and blood, waving in vain.
"I'm here."
Illaoi strode down the stone steps and stared at the miserable old guy in front of him.
Although they ended their relationship many years ago.
But some feelings still linger.
She once loved him
Idiot, old bastard!
"It's Miss Fortune, it must be her who colluded with those sons of bitches to sink my ship."
Glank knelt on the ground, blood staining the ground red .
"I don't care about your ship." Illaoi shook his head slightly.
“Today, you only need a canoe to go out to sea.”
"This is my city!" Plank roared unwillingly.
The priests and guards around him were startled by Gangplank's sudden outburst.
They were shocked that Gangplank was so stupid. This temple had a history of thousands of years before his city. It was unwise to act wildly here.
However, as an ordinary person, he actually shouted at the true being blessed by the gods.
And it is in the temple. Anyone else would have had their knees smashed and thrown into the sea.
“This is my city!”
Ganglank roared again, spitting out angry saliva.
"She robbed my ship, she killed my people, she broke my arm. The rest of my belongings were confided on the way here."
"Back off!"
Illaoi looked gloomy and walked towards Gangplank while ordering other clerics.
The last time I saw him was ten years ago.
Years of alcoholism and scheming have robbed him of his once heroic appearance.
"I only want this city, but if you don't support me"
Ganglank fell silent as he spoke, because his eyes collided with Illaoi's gaze.
Illaoi glared hard, as cold and heartless as a snake mother, giving Gangplank a chill.
The priest of Nagakaporos cannot show any mercy or sympathy, even if it causes her heartache to do so.
In despair, Plank's eyes escaped from each other and looked to the side.
"I can do it," Illaoi said solemnly.
“Every gang in Bilgewater will join you if I ask, but why should I?”
"Help me, damn! You owe me."
Suddenly, Gangplank lost his temper like a child.
"What do I owe you?"
Illaoi asked word for word.
"I have always followed the ritual. The sacrifices have never stopped." Gangplank roared in reply.
"Rituals? Sacrifice? These are trivial matters between weak people and weak gods. What my god wants is action." Illaoi said.
"I have suffered for this city and shed my blood for this city. Therefore, it should be mine!"
Illaoi knows what she must do.
She knew it before Planck opened his mouth, even years before.
Planck has lost his way.
For such a long time, the hatred and sorrow deeply imprinted in his heart by his father's cruelty continued to ferment and fester.
Illaoi had forgotten her duty because she was in love with him at the time, and also because she allowed him to continue astray when she left him.
He was content with killing, robbing, and being a real pirate, but he never aspired to reach the heights of his father's pirate king.
After they broke up, his goal was not to become the master of Bilgewater, but also to cause a bloody storm.
“Please!”
Gangplank begged: "Just be more merciful."
"I will let you see the truth."
Illaoi shook his head slowly and kicked Gangplank , the heel flattened his nose.
He fell backward like a drunkard, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Glank turned over and looked at Illaoi angrily.
"Look!"
Illaoi chanted.
In the temple, calling for the energy of the Snake Mother, a bright mist suddenly appeared, and a blue-green energy vortex surrounded the face of the Snake Mother. The energy gradually materialized and turned into a spirit. Body tentacles.
“Face Nagakapoulos!”
“Prove yourself!”
"This is my city!"
Plank suppressed the many images surging in his mind, came back to his senses, and spoke leisurely.
At his feet is his new ship, the Terror, which was built with countless resources.
For it, Gangplank once again robbed the Noxian Empire's transport ship and killed countless Noxian soldiers.
And all this is just to prove himself and prove that he will come back again.
"Bilgewater, your king is back!"
In front of the Temple of Nagakapoulos.
The Terror, which had traveled far away, dropped its anchor and slowly docked on the shore, attracting the attention of the temple priests and monks.
With stern warnings, Planck's appearance successfully silenced everyone.
Illaoi stepped forward, the tower's body brought a terrifying sense of oppression, and he looked down at the old guy in front of him.
"You're back!"
Plank looked at his old love, straightened his back, and his chest was filled with perseverance.
He is no longer the gaffe-like Gangplank, but the arrogant Calamity of the Ocean.
“Of course I want to come back, this trial will prove everything!”
The capital of the Noxus Empire.
Immortal Fortress.
Swain is receiving senior officers of the Border Corps in the audience hall for friendly exchanges.
During the period when the empire was shrinking in strength, the Border Legion suppressed many rebellions and created the stable social order of the empire today.
The voices of the senior officers were low and firm, and their faces were filled with loyalty to the empire and determination to the mission.
Da da! Ta-ta!
The sound of rapid footsteps broke the conversation in the audience hall and aroused everyone's attention.
A soldier from the Reiser Guard Corps wearing purple armor walked in quickly.
Soldiers of the Leather Guard Corps!
The senior officers' eyes narrowed and they recognized that this was the ace regiment belonging to Swain.
I saw the soldiers of the Leiser Guard Corps passing over the senior officers and coming to Swain's side, presenting an urgent letter with both hands.
The cover of the letterhead was sealed with red wax paint, obviously a very important message.
Swain took the letter and motioned with his eyes to the soldiers and high-ranking officers of the Reiser Guard Corps in front of him to retreat first.
After everyone left, Swain opened the letter and after reading the content, a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.
“It turns out that Vladimir’s clone was seriously injured and killed?”
“No wonder the Scarlet Secret Society and Black Rose have sent many people there recently. Piltover ”
However, Swain's deep eyes turned as he thought about the situation in Bilgewater.
He walked slowly to the balcony of the audience hall and compared the time.
“Haha, it seems that it’s time for Soul Erosion Night, really.”
(End of this chapter)