Legends of Runeterra

After repeatedly declining the bag of currency, Li En and Leona bid farewell to Iula and her daughter.

Rubbing her stomach, Leona was very satisfied with the strong digestive power brought by becoming a Protoss. After such a short while, she felt that she had digested almost everything and could have another meal.

Walking on the streets of the market, Leona poked Li En with her elbow while scanning the stalls, looking for food that interested her.

"Li En, did you get any information from interrogating those criminals earlier?"

"Well, they are from Narimaj, and were sent by an evil wizard to gather intelligence on the 'Star Spirits'."

"Evil witch spirit? Oh no! If that's the case, there must be more than just this group of people sneaking into the celebration!"

Leona said this and turned around immediately, but Li En gently grabbed her wrist.

"Don't worry, I've already told Bishop Orcas that the Fiery Sun Sect has already stepped up its vigilance and secretly sent people to arrest suspicious individuals!"

"real!?"

"Why do you think I came back so late? Now you don't have to inform Bishop Ocas and force him to do hard labor for you."

"Hehe~! Well done, Li En."

Putting Li En's arm in her arms, Leona raised her head and gently touched his face.

"Come on, let's continue to visit this market.

Oh, and about that evil witch spirit, tell me about it, too!"

"You can talk, but don't even think about causing trouble for him."

Hearing the eagerness in Leona's words, Li En immediately warned this silly goddess in advance.

"Why? With you, me, and Diana, we're afraid of a mere evil witch spirit!?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, but the water here is very deep. The witch spirit is called Zelas..."

Li En carefully explained the secret to Leona, while putting one arm around her waist.

Leona was not at all dissatisfied with this, but instead took the initiative to lean into Li En's arms.

A light fragrance, like the afternoon sun, filled his nose.

"So that's how it is. Does that mean this is the mess of the ancient Shurima Empire?"

“That’s right, Narimaj is separated from the Holy Temple of the Fiery Sun by mountains, so there is no need to capture it.

Xerath sent people to gather intelligence, which was just a prudent move. What he really wanted to deal with was the resurrected last emperor Azir."

"Well, since it's the mess of ancient Shurima, I won't get involved. But if they want to expand their territory..."

“Don’t worry, even if they decide the winner, it will be a long and difficult process to completely unify Shurima today.

but..."

"But what?"

"Since Xerath is still able to send people to gather intelligence, it means that his power is developing well. I have to return to Shurima in a few days."

"Ah? Are you serious about leaving?!"

"if not?"

"But...but..."

"The celebration ceremony is over. How about we go to the Bright Moon Sect to have some fun for a few days?"

"Okay... No, you have to stay with me for two days before going to the Bright Moon Sect!"

"I will be leaving in three days at the latest."

"Then... one day, no less!"

"it is good."

"Well, let's not talk about anything else. Today we are going to eat all the delicacies in the market in one go!"

...

"Bang~!"

The huge and heavy axe covered with a shiny black shell smashed down fiercely, and the sand bandit wearing woven bone armor sank directly into the sand without even a groan.

"Hoo~!"

A dark-skinned burly man with dreadlocks and a height of over two meters wiped his forehead and wiped off a handful of sweat and mud with his blood-stained fingers.

With his broad back slightly hunched, he glanced at the bandits around him.

A dozen or so usually cruel gangsters all hesitated at this moment.

That's because there were corpses lying all over the ground at the feet of the strong man wielding two axes.

Under the scorching sun, the high temperature and tension made the bandits sweat profusely.

However, even though the sweat rolled down their foreheads into their eyes, making their eyeballs particularly sore, the bandits did not dare to blink.

'Why not run away!? '

This idea only flashed through the minds of the bandits, and then disappeared.

Each of them knew very well how cruel that inhuman and unimaginably powerful master was.

Dying here is actually a blessing.

Then a tragic aura rose from them.

"Kill that heretic!!"

"For His Majesty Wu Ling!!"

"Rush!!"

"Ah!"

With a sneer, the dark-skinned burly man went forward without any hesitation.

The heavy axe made a dull whistling sound as it was swung in the scorching air, and every time it fell, a bandit would fall to the ground with broken bones.

"Ahhhhh!!"

“Bang~Crack~!”

After smashing the last sand bandit who was roaring madly into the sand, the dark-skinned sturdy man breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the sand waterfall in the distance that was rushing down the cliff like a river, the dark-skinned strong man tore off a piece of rag from the corpse and wiped his axe.

Although the black shell of the weapon could be regenerated continuously after being fused with his spoils of war, he did not want the axe to be stained with blood and brain matter.

"Wow~!"

Behind the dark-skinned muscular man, the sand dunes rose gently, as if some creature was swimming in the sand.

However, the rumbling sound of the sand waterfall in the distance drowned out all the noise.

The closer you get to the dark-skinned man, the smaller the sand dunes rise. This is not because the stealthy hunter is leaving, but because...

"Boom~~!!"

Sand exploded in all directions, splashing dozens of meters high.

“Dang~~!!”

The axe collided with the sharp teeth, making a metallic clanging sound.

"Roar~!!"

"I've been waiting for you, damn monster!!"

Being thrown into the air dozens of meters high, the dark-skinned sturdy man glared at the monster below.

It was a hideous monster that looked like a lizard but had three heads, was covered with mottled scales, and was more than twenty meters long.

"Click~!"

The pitch-black axe made a crisp cracking sound, which stimulated the monster to become more excited, and the power bursting out from its sharp teeth reached a new level.

But there was no panic on the dark-skinned sturdy man's face. Instead, he showed a wild and unrestrained smile.

“Crack! Bang!”

The two axes were completely shattered, the core of the weapons was exposed to the sunlight, and a pair of obsidian blades appeared.

The dark-skinned sturdy man held the handle backwards, with the sharp blade pointing straight ahead.

He stepped on the monster's shaking head, then turned around and swept down from the monster's back like a whirlwind.

“Ding-ding-dang-dang~Swish~!”

"Ow~!"

Under this violent attack, the joints between the mottled scales would always be scratched open, and the torn scales would be unable to protect the flesh underneath, causing bright red blood to spurt out.