Legends of Runeterra

The Soul Blossom Festival arrived as scheduled. Although Noxus invaded again, on the one hand, these invaders only existed in the coastal areas this time, and the inland provinces were relatively stable. On the other hand, this festival was too important in Ionian tradition.

Therefore, even today, there are still Ionians who long to see the souls of their deceased relatives and come to the Spirit Tree to pray devoutly.

After experiencing the war several years ago, and the fact that the Holy Spirit Tree has not appeared as miraculously as before in recent years, there are an unusually large number of people coming to pray today.

Among the praying crowd, there were some people wearing a black cross-shaped necklace made of black iron on their chests.

"what!!"

Suddenly, a scream broke the devout prayer. Everyone turned their heads and saw an ordinary Ionian kneeling on the ground in the center of the retreating crowd.

On his chest, an ominous black mist rose from the black cross necklace.

The next moment, tiny specks of faint green light appeared in the thick black fog.

"Ouch~~!!"

A figure with its abdominal bones exposed rushed out with a vicious roar.

"Run!"

“No, help!!”

"Devil, it's a demon!!"

Not only in this place, but also in this square specially prepared for prayer, dozens of Ionians knelt on the ground stiffly like men, attracting this ominous black fog and evil spirits.

"Plop~!"

The girl who was fleeing with the crowd suddenly lost her footing and fell to the ground. As the people around her fled, she immediately became the most conspicuous target.

The severe pain forced her to use her hands to move forward, but this was as slow as a snail compared to the speed of the undead.

"Ouch~!!"

"Do not..."

"Bang~!"

A dull sound exploded in the girl's ears. In the girl's sight, a fist wearing golden brass knuckles smashed the hideous face of the undead. The exploded and scattered skulls shot directly into the undead behind like arrows, tearing and piercing their bodies.

"If you can't move, stay here!"

The girl turned her head subconsciously, and a tall and strong figure passed by her. The short red hair fluttering in the wind and the pair of particularly eye-catching ears were deeply reflected in the girl's eyes.

"Va... Vastaya!?"

Ignoring the girl's mumbling, Seti cracked the ground with one foot and turned into a golden shadow. He smashed his fist wrapped in golden flames at the hideous undead.

"Ouch~~!!"

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The resentful howls of the undead had no effect at all. A golden shadow flashed by, and those undead were like being hit by a siege hammer, turning directly into a pool of broken bones and rotten flesh.

When Sett reappeared, he was holding a dozen black cross pendants in his hands.

As Sett squeezed hard.

"Click~!"

"Om~!"

The golden flames burned fiercely, and eventually the pendants turned into powder and fell to the ground.

As these pendants were destroyed, the ominous black fog immediately dissipated, and those who were kneeling on the ground now lay limply on the ground. Except for their extremely pale faces, their slightly rising and falling chests meant that these people were at least safe.

"Huh! Seriously, this isn't fun at all!"

Shaking his fist that was not stained with blood, Seti's face was full of boredom due to not having enough fun.

He also wanted to stay in Presidium to face the war, but at the request of his mother Nalin, he had no choice but to come and deal with the matter of the "Rebirth Cult".

However, these undead spirits looked hideous and ferocious, but they were only slightly stronger than ordinary people and were completely unable to satisfy Sett's fighting spirit.

Of course, the 'Order of the Reborn' is distributed across various provinces and is not entirely under the responsibility of Seti alone.

Master Meimu of the Order of the Kinkou and his family, all members of the Order of the Shadow, and... Irelia, who has become the representative of Ionia's indomitable will, second only to the level of the Apocalypse and the Dragon Lord in recent years, are all responsible for handling the matter of the "Order of the Reborn".

"Swish, swish, swish~!"

Several figures flashed, and disciples wearing Shadow Sect uniforms appeared in the square.

"I'll leave these people to you brothers. I'm going to check out the mixed zone over there!"

Seti saluted slightly and then ran away quickly.

...

The coastal mixed area of ​​Navoli Province became the base of the army after Noxus launched another large-scale attack.

Swain personally led the major legions through the 'Hexgate' to launch a surprise attack on Presidium. At this moment, except for the necessary garrisons, it can be said that it was the weakest moment.

Dukouer looked into the distance and saw the black and red flags fluttering in the sea breeze, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The strange metal gates, emitting a faint blue light, were now guarded by teams of fully armed soldiers.

"Hahahaha~! Didn't expect that, Swain..."

With an excited smile on his face, Dukouer looked at the crowd standing silently behind him.

These are the Ionian forces and Noxian nobles who drove the establishment of the mixed zone. Their souls, filled with endless desires and ambitions, are the most outstanding sacrifices.

"Come, everyone, offer your loyalty to the Lord of Life and Death!"

Dukouer opened his arms, dark mist rose from his body, and a faint green light shone from his eyes.

The group of people each drew the weapons they were carrying.

"Pfft~!"

"Great Lord of Life and Death, we wait to see you..."

A low and evil chanting sounded.

"Buzz~~!!"

Extremely thick black fog rose into the sky and turned into a pitch-black pillar hundreds of meters high.

In the faintly flickering green light, a hideous and terrifying figure appeared.

In such an unusual situation, the remaining troops were naturally not blind. With the sound of a low horn, the garrison immediately took action.

"Go ahead and kill them all!!"

"Ouch~~!!"

The undead let out shrill howls filled with resentment and rushed madly towards the city gate that was slowly falling in the distance.

"Hahaha~! Swain, feel that deepest despair once more!!"

Dukouer looked far into the north, his face showing an extremely excited and ferocious expression.

until...

"Hey~!"

A flash of sword light tore through the black fog and attacked Dukuer.

"Pfft~!"

A hole appeared between Dukuer's eyebrows, and the skull behind his head exploded.

"Om~!"

Thick black fog emerged from the hollow of his head, and Dukouer suddenly turned his head to look.

A slender and well-proportioned figure was walking towards them slowly. An extremely evil black fog was swirling around them, but it could not get close to the other person at all.

"It's you!"

The visitor did not respond, but just raised his right hand slightly.

"Hey~!"

With a flash of sword light, the sharp blade that pierced Du Kuer's head returned to her side.

"Hoo~!"

The black fog was rolling, and Dukuer fled without any hesitation.

However, the next moment, no matter how the black fog surged, there was no change at all.

Dukouer's eyes focused and he looked carefully. In the swirling black fog, almost transparent spider silk appeared.

"Haha~! Miss Irelia, go ahead and settle the score with this guy. He won't be able to escape."

"... ...

Thank you, Ms. Elise."

After a slight hesitation, Irelia nodded slightly towards the charming and beautiful figure to express her gratitude.

next moment.

"Hey~!"

The sword flashed and attacked Du Kuer, whose face was as ferocious as a devil.