LOL: Kaisa's correct evolution manual

It was not until Zhang Xu returned to Fosbyro that he knew why Aatrox chose this place to issue a rallying order to summon other Darkspawn.

This border city of Demacia is located on the southwestern edge of the Ice Mountains. Once you cross this steep mountain range, you will reach the cold Freljord. Although it is adjacent to the Freljord, the climate here is equally suitable, and most of the cold winds and cold currents are blocked by the lofty mountains.

Logically speaking, this place should become a magnificent frontier city.

But all Zhang Xu saw was desolation - this desolation was different from that in some parts of Ionia. It was not the desolation after invasion and destruction, but a sense of loneliness.

The town is still the same town, and all the facilities and buildings on the street are intact, without any signs of decay, but it gives people a desolate and unreal feeling.

Quiet, too quiet.

The whole town was like a deserted and silent city. Walking on the streets, no sound could be heard except their footsteps, and no one could be seen.

It's like...

It really is a dead city.

Sarah took two quick steps and opened several doors on the roadside, trying to find anyone.

"No...no...nothing at all!"

"Are you kidding me? It's such a big city, but there's not even a single person to be seen?"

Zhang Xu walked on the empty street with a frown on his face, also feeling a little strange.

Fosbyro is not some unimportant town, nor is it some remote place. The ancestral home of the Crownguard family, which is most respected by the Demacia royal family, is located in the nearby Silver City. This means that the Demacia royal family cannot be unaware of all the situations in this city.

But even so, they still allowed Fosbiero to present such a scene?

In other words, even if the Demacia royal family knew about the situation here, it would be useless, and they could only ask the people in this city to move away? Or... the people in this city had actually died out a long time ago?

Is it a trouble that even the Demacia royal family is helpless to solve?

Zhang Xu raised his head thoughtfully. In his perception, the whole city was normal and there was nothing unusual.

"Zhang Xu! There seems to be someone there!"

Looking in the direction of Shiver's finger, they indeed saw a figure in the shadows of an alley nearby.

An old man was lying on a rattan chair, holding a folding fan in his hand and fanning himself from time to time - judging from his appearance, he was obviously very old, his hair and beard were all gray, and his body looked hunched. Only his eyes were still clear.

A... weird old man?

In this deserted city, an old man like this appears. Even a fool can see that something is wrong, right?

Zhang Xu moved closer to the old man out of curiosity.

When the old man felt the shadow suddenly appear beside him, his body trembled subconsciously, and then he slowly raised his eyes, looking at Zhang Xu in confusion and astonishment:

"You're not a nightmare?"

"nightmare?"

Zhang Xu raised his eyebrows, and the first guy that came to his mind was someone.

Eternal Nightmare, Morteng.

A...very strange demon.

Except for the original demon that was born from the most basic human emotion, all other demons originated from the branches of the original emotion - when people are satisfied with their own lives, they will no longer have only the most basic emotions, they will produce more emotions uncontrollably.

Most of the remaining demons evolved from the original demon and were born based on it.

For example, the emotion represented by Tam is desire, a branch of the original devil.

But the birth of Mordekaiser was not just like this - his birth was more passive.

At the end of the Rune Wars, a secret society of magical warriors fought to achieve their own victory, seeking any means to overthrow their opponents. They mastered a forbidden magic that even the most skilled wizards and sorcerers shunned: Shadow Magic.

This magic is able to ignore the laws of material reality. They fight in a way that is incomprehensible to most mortal minds, and they are even able to create ethereal assassins to do their bidding.

The thoughts of mortals everywhere have been tainted by this darkness, an ethereal assassin that drains their will, haunts their dreams, and haunts them with nameless fears day and night, even leading some to commit horrific crimes against their fellow men.

Even the people who created it couldn't tell whether it was these sufferings that created Nocturne from nothing, or whether some low-level assassin construct was corrupted by it and transformed into something more selfish and deadly.

In short, the Eternal Nightmare was born.

Howling in the spirit realm, this demonic creature pounced on the foolish wizards who had strayed from the way, those who had given it life, and it lashed desperately, hoping to end its suffering. It always endured the pain, and this pain made it cruel, but it soon came to like the taste of mortal fear.

Time has little meaning in its realm, but Nocturne stretches each chase as long as possible, savoring the pain of his prey before severing their last thread of life in an instant.

Now, Morteng exists as a ghost with cold eyes, and has become a sinister reflection of the most primitive fears of many people in Runeterra. From bustling cities to desolate plains, from the greatest kings to the humblest peasants, as long as there is a flawed soul, it will attract this demon, and then be twisted into mortal fear and eternal darkness.

It is the physical embodiment of fear, it has become a demon that symbolizes nightmares.

so...

The culprit who caused the entire city of Fosbiero to become what it is now is Nightmare?

After seeing the faces of Zhang Xu and his group clearly, the old man was obviously relieved. He glanced at Zhang Xu casually, then closed his eyes again and continued to lie on the wobbly recliner.

Other elderly people lying on rattan chairs may be enjoying the cool breeze or enjoying themselves.

But the old man in front of him lay in the shadows, just like...

Like waiting for death to come.

Combined with what he just said...

So is he waiting for the nightmare to come?

And judging from his performance just now, the arrival of the nightmare is by no means a relief for him, but rather a terrible torture.

Zhang Xu looked at Kasa beside him, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes. He tapped the armrest of the rattan chair lightly and asked in a low voice:

"Old man, what is this nightmare you're talking about? Why is there no one in this city?"