Legends of Runeterra

Presidium.

As the Spirit Blossom approaches, every Ionian begins to prepare for the upcoming festival.

Even though the annual Soul Blossom Festival has not been a chance to see the souls of loved ones who have suddenly passed away since the Battle of Presidium several years ago, the people of Ionia still look forward to it happening this year out of trust in the traditions passed down from ancient history.

Of course, there are also Ionians who miss their loved ones too much and choose to take risks.

Thanks to the strict surveillance of the major sects in Ionia, the incidents were generally handled without any major incidents, and many people with ulterior motives were arrested.

In the past six months, a special organization called the 'Rebirth Cult' has emerged as not only an organization in the 'mixed zone', but has also spread beyond these areas.

"Brother Li En, this is the information about the 'Rebirth Cult'. We really..."

"Don't worry, Irelia. This so-called organization is just a decoy. It's just a tool used by those behind the scenes to distract us. You can keep an eye on them, but there's no need to be too nervous about them.

Otherwise, it would just be the other party's wish."

"Okay, Brother Li En."

"Go ahead, the Spirit Blossom Festival is approaching, get busy first."

"Well, Brother Li En, Lord Karma, I'll be leaving first."

"Okay, Irelia."

After watching Irelia leave, Karma turned his gaze to Li En, and a slight frown appeared on his usually calm face.

"Li En, is this really... troublesome?"

"Well, although we have some advantages at the moment, overall the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. The safest thing to do is to hold our ground and wait for the other side to make the first move."

"Well, thousands of years ago, the Noxian Underworld Lord had a very... eventful time."

"Don't worry, the Noxian leaders have other intentions. We're not the only ones fighting against that guy this time."

"This is the only good news."

"Of course, why not? When the Lord of the Underworld returns to the material realm, the Noxian leaders will definitely be more anxious than Ionia."

"Haha! This is really..."

"Da da da~!"

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, Li En and Kalma stopped chatting and turned to look at the yard outside the door.

A tall and strong figure quickly walked in from outside the yard, and his dark golden eyes happened to meet Li En's.

"Haha~! Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come in, Seti."

His lips moved a few times and Seti shouted.

"Yes, Master!!"

Li En stood up to greet him and walked to Seti who entered the hall.

"Papa~!"

Patting Seti's arm, Li En looked at the Vastaya boy who was taller and stronger than himself, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Good boy, you haven't been lazy in the past few years."

"Hahaha~! More than just not slacking off, Sett has actually sparked a wave of training enthusiasm at Shoji Monastery. The monks are all unwilling to be outdone in terms of training diligence by Sett, who has just started training."

"Long time no see, Senior Brother Li Qing!"

"Long time no see, Li En, Your Excellency the Apocalypse!"

He bowed slightly to Karma who was standing silently behind him and after the other party returned the greeting, Li Qing turned his gaze to Li En.

With the insights he gained in Freljord and the untied knot in his heart, Li Qing's comprehension of the "power of the dragon" in recent years has been unstoppable and smooth, and his strength has been greatly improved.

However, standing in front of Li En at this moment, Li Qing inexplicably had a feeling of "standing on the edge of an abyss, walking on thin ice".

There is no doubt that the speed and extent of Li En's improvement over the years have exceeded his imagination.

"Really, that's incredible, Li En."

"Haha~! Senior brother, you're too kind. I just want to protect all the people I care about so that they can live in peace."

"With such strength, I believe you, Li En, can do it."

"Hahaha~! Speaking of which, Senior Brother Li Qing, you've made great progress over the years."

"Nothing, far inferior to you, Li En."

...

After some greetings, Karma and Li Qing left first.

The former, like Irelia, is now in charge of the operation of the entire Presidium, while the latter heard that some elders of the sect have arrived and plans to pay them a visit.

Suddenly, only Li En and Seti, the master and his disciple, were left in the ancient, elegant, natural and harmonious hall.

"..."

Standing quietly there, Seti seemed a little reserved.

"Okay, just because we haven't seen each other for so many years, have we become so unfamiliar? Don't we, the master and the disciple, write letters to communicate every six months?"

"No... no master, not unfamiliar, not unfamiliar at all!"

"Okay, come on, let's go to the training ground in the back and let me see your progress over the years."

"Yes, Master!"

Upon hearing that he could practice with Li En in person, Seti immediately nodded in agreement excitedly, but the next moment a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"What's wrong? Just say it if you have something to say. There's no need to be formal between you and me."

"Yes, Master, um...can I go all out later?"

"Hahahaha~!"

"Alright, very good, Seti. If you can make me move even a fraction today, I will impart a power that is no less powerful than the 'Power of the Dragon'!"

"Yes, Master!!"

After that, the two of them came to the martial arts field in the backyard under the leadership of Li En.

...

"Ah~! Listen, death, what a beautiful melody~!"

The illusory spirit held a staff in his hand. In the gap between the material and spiritual realms, on a barren land, he carved an extremely complex magic circle that was filled with endless malice and resentment.

"Om~!"

The space fluctuated slightly, and a man dressed in a gorgeous Ionian silk robe, with an exceptionally tall and strong figure, more like a warrior than a businessman, slowly appeared.

Karsus used his staff to carve the final stroke of the magic circle, then slowly turned his spirit body, his empty and lonely eyes filled with a strong breath of death looking at the newcomer.

"Plop~!"

"I've met the Pope!"

The tall figure took the initiative to salute the undead.

"Ah~! It's you, Mr. Dukouer."

"Yes, Your Holiness. According to your instructions, more 'Reborn Amulets' have been shared."

"Um..."

The soul fire in Karsus's empty eye sockets flickered slightly, as if sensing something.

"Very good, Mr. Dukouer, I can already sense the souls that are about to return to the embrace of eternal peace."

"Yes, thank you for the compliment, Your Holiness!"

"Haha~! Come, accept this 'gift'."

"Om~!"

Karsus raised his hand, and a ball of black mist that burned and danced like fireworks emerged from his bony claws.

"Yes, thank you for the gift from the great Lord of Life and Death!"

Dukor remained kneeling, his face full of piety and impatience as he raised his head. Karsus turned his palm and gently pressed it against his forehead.

"Buzz~~!!"

The black mist merged into Dukuer's forehead with incredible speed. His face, which was originally hideous due to scars and flesh, now became as pale as a corpse. Dark, winding blood vessels emerged under the skin and spread towards his neck like a living thing.

He withdrew his hand and watched the scene quietly, the soul fire in Karsus' eyes burning and beating silently.