LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Bilgewater, Slaughterhouse.

When the fishing boat Lucian was riding slowly approached the coast, the prosperous cityscape of Port Piraeus came into view, and his stern face, filled with bitterness and hatred, couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise.

"Haha." The old captain who kindly allowed him to take a ride could not help but come to him with a proud smile: "Mr. Lucian, I have told you before that you will definitely be captured by Bilgewater." The change is shocking.”

"This... indeed exceeded my expectations." Lucian admitted frankly.

He had already guessed that Bilgewater would undergo great changes under the leadership of the Wind Leader.

After all, the reputation of the Wind Leader has now spread throughout Runeterra.

As a Paladin Ranger who always travels around, Lucian has also passed through the Twin Cities several times during his journey over the past two years.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the tremendous changes that the Wind Leader had brought to Zaun and Piltover, and driven by curiosity, he had a complete understanding of the thoughts and theories of the goddess Janna.

He was well aware of the strength and progress of the Wind Leader, and had already guessed that Bilgewater would become prosperous under the management of the Wind Leader like Zaun.

But the speed and magnitude of Bilgewater's changes still surprised Lucian.

Looking at the neat streets and prosperous city scene, for a moment, he thought he was in Pi City.

"This is actually not surprising." The old captain said: "We are smaller than Hong Kong, have more money, and have the support of Comrade Zu'an. Can we not start construction quickly?"

"Money..." Lucian recalled the past.

Indeed, Bilgewater is never short of money. It is located between Shurima, the Twin Cities, the maritime trade routes to Ionia and Noxus, and has extremely rich fishery resources, as well as a complete arms and shipbuilding industry.

Under such conditions, one should not be poor in the first place.

But in the past, more than 90% of the land in Phi Hong Kong were chaotic slums, and 95% of the people lived in extreme poverty.

Looking at Piraeus, which has been completely renovated in less than two years, Lucian can deeply understand what kind of disaster those insects have brought to this land.

"Planck died unjustly." He couldn't help but sigh.

Lucian originally still had a good impression of Gangplank.

But now it seems that Gangplank is not even a qualified feudal lord.

He couldn't even put an end to the situation of pirates and organized gangs in his own territory. He couldn't even provide a stable order under his rule. He could only work with the pirate leaders, big and small, to turn Piraeus into a poverty-stricken and chaotic place. a lawless place.

Compared with subsequent leaders, Planck deserved to be eliminated by history.

"But..." he said again.

Leader is far better than Planck in terms of construction and development, but what about safety?

Lucian never forgot his true mission. His mission is not to build a mortal society, but to protect mankind from the undead of the Black Mist.

And the reason why he still had a good impression of Planck in the past was.

It is because this pirate king can lead the people of Piraeus well every year to resist the invasion of the undead on the soul-eating night and protect the city in the face of the black fog of Shadow Island.

I don’t know, how are the leaders doing?

It should also be much stronger, right?

Lucian was thinking so.

"Mr. Lucian." The old captain looked at the approaching pier in front of him and said, "In two days it will be Soul Haunting Night. Since you have been to Bilgewater before, I think you also know what this means. What are you wearing?"

"Yes..." Lucian nodded.

He unconsciously touched the sacred stone pistol on his waist. Of course he knows what Soul Eating Night is.

At this time of year, the undead black fog of the Shadow Island will roar like a tropical cyclone that has finally taken shape and spread to the vast sea beyond the Shadow Island.

As the closest human settlement to the Shadow Isles, Bilgewater is unfortunately hit by the black fog on this day every year.

Inappropriately speaking, Soul Eating Night is like Chinese New Year for Hong Kong people.

However, what the people of Bigang are facing is not the Nian beast that can be scared away with firecrackers, but the undead army that comes with the invasion of black mist.

These undead are not easy to deal with. In the past, even with the protection of Gangplank and the Baru Order, many people from Piraeus still died in the Black Mist every year.

"Mr. Lucian." So the old captain kindly reminded him: "When you get ashore, follow me to the immigration office at the pier to register."

"At that time, the leader will arrange for you to go to the shelter to ensure that you survive this soul-eating night safely."

"Shelter?" Lucian was stunned for a moment: "Wind Leader also built a shelter for everyone?"

"Yes." The old captain told him: "After the Wind Leader took over Port Piraeus, they transformed several underground docks formerly controlled by pirates into large temporary shelters."

"The shelter is protected by the elite warriors of the Wind Leader and the Baru priests. It is absolutely foolproof."

"Well..." Lucian nodded secretly. This is indeed good governance.

With Gangplank's power, he could only barely resist the undead invasion, but was unable to protect all the people of Piraeus.

Even putting aside the power, just organizing the evacuation of hundreds of thousands of people, and ensuring that there is no chaos and safety...the difficulty of this is enough to overload the brains of the pirate leaders.

"However, there is no need to bother." Lucian declined the old captain's kindness again: "You don't need to take me to register. I don't need to take refuge."

He looked down at the sacred stone pistol on his waist, his eyes quietly darkening: "They are the ones who should take refuge."

"This..." The old captain's expression was subtle: "Are you here for excitement?"

Most people avoid Soul Erosion Night, but some people do the opposite. Some foreign mages who are interested in necromancy always come to Piraeus on this day to "find excitement."

"No..." Lucian was about to explain.

But I only heard the old captain say: "Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I suggest you go to the shelter, just for safety reasons."

"In fact, on the night of Soul Erosion, you may not even see a single undead soul on the street."

"?" Lucian had a question mark on his face.

Wouldn’t the undead crazily pour into Piraeus on the night of the Erosion of Souls, jumping all over the streets? How could you not see it?

"Because the policy has changed this year." The old captain said: "Last year we were still the same as before. We fought with the undead in the city of Piraeus..."

Last year's Soul Erosion Night happened almost two months before the decisive battle in Baru'e.

At that time, Bilgewater had already assembled a mighty naval fleet, preparing to rush to Ionia and fight the Noxian invaders to the death.

Everyone knows what happened next. Even the Imperial Navy of Noxus and Vladimir's Undead Legion were blown to pieces by the terrifying firepower of this fleet.

The undead from Shadow Island invaded Piraeus at this moment...

In the end, the Japanese all ran away crying.

The only problem is that this battle was fought in Piraeus City.

Although they all used "precision-guided" munitions blessed by True Faith, they inevitably bombed the city of Piraeus into ruins in the end.

"At that time, the old city of Bilgewater was being renovated, so the demolition was carried out by the way."

"But this year is different. New cities have been built this year." The old captain looked at the brand-new city ahead: "This is our new home built brick by brick. How can we let it turn into a battlefield?"

"..." Lucian was silent.

He finally discovered the biggest change in Piraeus.

The people of Bilgewater now have a burgeoning confidence. Whether facing life or the undead, they no longer have fear or confusion.

In the past, the people of Pigang could only hide in their shabby rooms, shivering in the dim light of the cheap whale excrement candles.

But now, they can all laugh and discuss how to clear the Soul Eating Night without any injuries.

"Then what are you going to do?" Lucian asked curiously.

"What else can we do?" the old captain said with a smile: "Go to sea to fight the Japanese and intercept the black mist directly at sea!"

"You can do it?" Lucian couldn't believe it.

"Of course." The old captain replied confidently: "They are just a group of small fish and shrimps that leaked from the Shadow Island. With our current firepower and organizational power, we can just dismiss them casually."

"There are only tens of thousands of undead, hehe... if he dares to attack, he will never come back!"

"This..." Lucian frowned upon hearing this.

He felt more confident than Hong Kong people just now, but now that he looks at it... This is not confidence, it is clearly arrogance!

After they achieved a series of great achievements under the leadership of the leader, they have begun to swell a bit.

"To be honest, if Shadow Island had not been completely polluted by undead magic and turned into a mess, and there was really no way to clean it up and transform it... we might have counterattacked Shadow Island and solved the problem once and for all."

The old captain's boast got louder and louder. Finally, Lucian couldn't help but interrupt: "Mr. Captain."

"I think you, especially the leaders who manage Bilgewater, should face the Shadow Island problem with a more cautious attitude."

Forget about killing the undead, why not attack Shadow Island again?

"The dark power hidden on Shadow Island is more terrifying than you think." Lucian said solemnly.

But I didn’t expect: “Hidden dark power?”

The old captain was stunned for a moment, then replied naturally: "I know, it's the 'Clown King'!"

Lucian: "?"

"That's the Ruined King, Foego." The old captain said, "Everyone in Bilgewater knows it."

Lucian: "..."

He suddenly doubted his ears.

Even within the secret inheritance of the Bright Sentinel Order, there are only very vague records of the existence of this ruined king.

Even he couldn't accurately call out the name of the ruined king, but he vaguely knew that there was such a person, who was inextricably linked to the origin of the black mist on Shadow Island.

But now, a fisherman uncle from Bilgewater can actually call out the name of the Ruined King accurately, and even gave him a very unfriendly nickname.

"How...how do you know this?" Lucian couldn't help but ask.

"It's written in the literacy textbook. It's the chapter on the history of ancient Fuguang Island."

Lucian: "..."

The leader's history textbook was compiled in detail under the personal guidance of Levi, the spoiler prophet.

What's more, among the Wind Leader's team and alliance, there are also thousand-year-olds like Janna, Heimerdinger, Kennen, LeBlanc, Azir, Nasus, Renekton, and Xerath. The living ancestor of the beginning.

History is like a diary to them. A casual recall can bring out countless lost historical materials that make historians excited.

As a result, the value of this history textbook is naturally extremely high.

Many ancient histories that were forgotten by later generations are now clearly recorded.

So, unfortunately, Foego "won" the last place in the ranking of the kings of Runeterra with his unbelievable behavior, and became a joke among the history enthusiasts.

Piltover historians commented that he was "unlike a human king".

The people of Bilgewater simply called this guy "The Clown King".

After all, in the past thousands of years, countless people in Port have died tragically due to the wave of undead in the Soul Eating Night.

Now let these Bilgewater people who lost their relatives and friends in the Night of Souls know that the root of all this suffering actually comes from the love of a foolish king for his wife thousands of years ago...

Of course, they will not have any positive comments about this foolish king, and will only call him the "Clown King" with hatred and contempt.

"This..." Lucian really didn't expect this.

The legendary ruined king has now become a well-known historical legend under the leadership of the leader.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, but what the old captain said next shocked him even more:

"Last year on Soul Eating Night, President Levi specifically told us that this ruined king is now sleeping on Shadow Island."

"If he is resurrected, the black mist of the undead on Shadow Island will completely spread out of control and invade the entire world."

Do you also know this?

Lucian was surprised beyond words.

Then I heard the old captain say: "But don't worry. It's impossible for this ruined king to fake his corpse."

In the original world line, Foego was originally resurrected by Thresh and Gangplank using the Baru treasure unearthed from Bilgewater to break the seal and resurrect him.

In this world, Planck, as a key figure, has long been dead. Bilgewater has long been firmly under the control of the Wind Leader, and it is impossible for Thresh to infiltrate it again.

So Foego would never be resurrected like in the original world line.

This heaven-defying thing that can corrode and control even the Apocalypse Karma and the War Star Spirits has long been impossible to appear in this world.

Of course the old captain didn't know these things.

But he knew one thing that Levi told them: "Among the undead on the Shadow Island, there is a reactionary who deliberately wants to resurrect the ruined king and conspires to subvert the human world."

"As long as you kill it, no one will resurrect the Ruined King."

"This..." Lu Xian was worried.

He quickly asked: "Who is this person?"

"Thresh." The old captain spoke calmly and said the name that Lucian would never forget: "That guy always carries a will-o'-the-wisp lantern in his hand. It's quite easy to recognize him."

Lucian was silent for a while.

Then he seemed to be going crazy, holding the old captain's arm tightly and asked: "Where is that Thresh? How do you know it has a lantern in its hand? Have you seen it?"

"This..." The old captain didn't know why Lucian was so excited.

But he still responded cooperatively: "Of course I have seen it."

"President Levi told us its name and appearance in the first place just so that we could find this anti-humanity leader from the undead army on Soul Eating Night."

"Then where is he now?!" Lucian tightly grasped the sacred stone pistol at his waist and asked impatiently.

"Where is he?" The old captain had a strange expression: "Where else can he be? President Levi has named him to kill him. Can we still let him go back alive and continue to torment his conspiracy?"

"That guy was killed during the Soul Eating Night last year."

As he said that, the old captain patted his chest proudly: "At that time, in order to support the Ionian battlefield, I was still a temporary sailor in the navy."

"The last shot to kill that little devil was fired by me."

Lucian: "......"

Thresh, the soul-locked warden, killed his wife's enemy, the sworn enemy he had been chasing for years, and he died... just like that?

It was actually blown up to death by an unknown old fisherman?

this...

Lucian suddenly felt confused.

The revenge for his dead wife had actually been avenged a year ago.

The undead black mist on Shadow Island has also been dealt with by the leader of the wind so that there is no threat at all.

The two most important missions in his life were accomplished inexplicably. He, the Holy Lancer, was just "unemployed".

So what should he do? What is the meaning of his existence?

Lucian looked at the sacred stone pistol in his hand that had lost its target, and was silent and speechless.

And just when he was thinking about whether to return to his hometown of Demacia, where he first met his wife, and spend the rest of his life alone...

The old captain sighed again: "It's really strange."

"At that time, we killed the old ghost with one shot. Unexpectedly, after the lantern in the ghost's hand was blown to pieces, a young girl actually emerged out of thin air."

"The girl said that she had been locked in Thresh's lantern, and we rescued her."

"What?" Lucian suddenly raised his head.

There's actually a living person trapped in Thresh's lantern?

"Who is she? What is her name? What does she look like?"

"It seems to be called... Senna, right?" The old captain tried his best to recall: "She looks like she has Shurima blood, and she is quite beautiful. She also carries a strange magic cannon with her, and no one will know it when she sees it. Forgot."

Lucian heard this and his body trembled with excitement.

"Where? Where is she now?!"

"It's in Bilgewater." The old captain replied: "She said that she and her husband were separated a few years ago, and Bilgewater is the most likely place where her husband would appear."

"So this Miss Senna has stayed in Bilgewater. I heard people say that she later joined the Leader and became the joint security captain of Piraeus..."

"Huh? Wait...where are you going?"

He hasn't finished speaking yet. The ship has not yet docked.

But Lucian had already jumped out from the bow of the ship and eagerly jumped onto the dock dozens of meters away.

"Thank you, Captain!"