Legends of Runeterra

Philo Island is the westernmost island of Ionia, across the sea from the largest province of Navoli.

Compared to Navoli across the sea, not only is the ecology on Filo Island unusually desolate, but even the natural magic that is normal in Ionia is extremely poor here.

Desolate and lifeless, this place would not look like Ionia at all, were it not for its undeniable geographical location.

This situation has resulted in the fact that, except for the Felor Fortress at the westernmost end of the island, no ordinary people live here.

And few of the guards stationed in the fortress, who have been passed down from generation to generation, know the significance of their persistence.

Not long ago, the Noxian army briefly invaded here.

But soon, following the defeat in the Battle of the Stand, the Noxian army abandoned this almost barren island without any regrets.

After a brief period of bustle, the Felor Fortress returned to its former tranquility.

Of course, the dark, hateful crows and ravens that came with the Noxians particularly loved this island and stayed here.

"Hoo~!"

The sun sank below the horizon, and the breeze, which had been relatively warm, suddenly became completely devoid of any temperature and extremely cold.

A tall vastaya stood on the fortress's battlements, looking across the Narrow Sea at the province of Navoli.

The golden red hair was mixed with strands of gray hair, which were braided into braids.

The lion-like face is covered with scars. A pair of curved horns grow out from the temples, and there are three cat tails behind.

The tall body stood motionless in the biting night wind, like a statue.

His name is Kalan, and he is the leader of the fortress. Ever since he can remember, he has made guarding the Felor Fortress his life's mission.

As a long-lived vastaya, he is now one of the few people in the fortress who knows why they are stationed there.

Philol's original design was not a fortress.

A world away from a fortress, this place was once a center of tranquility and enlightenment.

Gifted Ionian youths come from far and wide to learn how to better harness their natural talents.

This island was once vibrant with life, study and peace.

Everything changed until the unprecedented and terrifying magical explosion that almost shook the entire island.

There were no more temples or monasteries, and the prosperous center of communication was reduced to ruins.

Afterwards, the Felor Fortress was built, and guards have been guarding it for generations.

This is to ensure that under this fortress, the being named Dalye Ashira, or the one in the Dream Pool, can sleep peacefully forever.

"Om~!"

"Shua~!"

The moment there was a slight fluctuation in the space, Kalan drew out two sharp blades and looked aside warily.

A tall figure with black hair and black eyes was slowly approaching the material realm.

"you are..."

"Om~!"

Before he finished speaking, another figure arrived on the city wall.

This time, Kalan instantly recognized the other party's identity based on the two dragon-shaped jades floating behind him, and quickly put away his weapon and saluted.

"Lord Apocalypse!"

"Well, hello Mr. Callan."

Karma nodded, then looked at Li En beside him.

"Finally we meet, Li En. Your aura is becoming more and more unfathomable!"

"Haha~! Long time no see, Karma, but now you are..."

"Just some tricks. I'll tell you later."

"OK, all right."

Li En smiled slightly and fixed his eyes on Karan not far away.

But before he could say anything, Karan, who had vaguely guessed Li En's identity from their conversation, took the initiative to bow and apologize.

"I am very sorry, Lord Shenlong, I was disrespectful before!"

"Haha~! It's okay, Mr. Karan. It's your duty to guard 'Dalye Ashira'. It's right to be vigilant.

Besides, this time, I also made a last-minute decision to come here early."

"Yes, thank you for your understanding, Your Excellency!"

"Without further ado, please lead the way, Mr. Karan!"

"Okay, Master Apocalypse, please follow me."

After bowing, Kalan took the lead and walked towards the city wall, while Li En and Kalma followed behind him without noticing their figures.

As for Lilia, this socially anxious little deer was staying obediently in the spiritual realm, waiting for Li En to arrive and summon her over.

...

Across the courtyard, a cliff stretches into the night sky.

In the cold night wind, a medium-sized building sits quietly on the top of the cliff.

On the stone steps leading to the top of the cliff, two guards, a man and a woman, suddenly appeared and saluted.

"Lord Kalan!"

"Well, Xirik, Okin, are you two siblings on duty tonight?"

"Yes Lord Kahlan!"

"Okay, stay alert!"

"Yes, Lord Kalan!"

Karan nodded, then stepped onto the stone steps.

Looking at Kalan's departing figure, sister Shirik tilted her head, hesitated for a moment, and finally hid again with her brother.

Just like the style of this fortress, dry thorn bushes are growing luxuriantly beside the bumpy stone steps.

The rugged road is so bumpy that Karan, who has been stationed here all his life, is very familiar with every pothole and bump.

After leaving the two siblings, he quickly increased his speed and moved forward.

As for Li En and Kalma, it was just a slightly dangerous road, not a big deal at all.

"Hoo~!"

Karan, who had come to this building for who knows how many times, breathed a sigh of relief as his mind was filled with thoughts.

Then he took out a symbol with magical fluctuations from his arms and embedded it in the groove on the stone door.

"Om~!"

"Boom~!"

The stone door slowly opened, revealing a pitch-black cave that twisted and turned downwards, unlike the building's seemingly decent exterior.

With the starlight scattered in the night sky, you can vaguely see the gray and ghostly moss at the entrance of the cave.

"Hoo~!"

The wind that blew out of the cave with an inexplicable sense of oppression made Karan's breathing slightly suffocated.

"Your Excellency, Lord Revelator, the deepest part of the cave is Dalye Ashira."

As Karan spoke, he carefully took out a night-shining pearl that emitted a soft light from his arms.

"I'm sorry, my lords, according to the rules, we are not allowed to set foot behind the stone gate.

The rest of the way, I'll have to ask you two adults to go ahead."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Callan."

Karma waved her hand, and the night pearl fell into her hand.

"You are too polite, sir. This is my duty."

"In that case, we'll go ahead."

"Yes, Your Excellency, I wish you both the best. I will wait here until you come out."

"Haha~! Don't worry, leave it to us."

"Boom~!"

The heavy stone door slowly closed. Karan stood up, stared at the stone door for a long time, and then hid himself and waited.