Legends of Runeterra

"Come on, you idiot, come and chew my flesh!!"

The black-skinned man landed on his feet and rolled over to relieve the impact on the scorching sand. He then turned around and roared at the three-headed lizard.

"Roar~!!"

As if it understood the other party's ridicule, the three-headed lizard twisted its body and rushed forward with its mouth full of sharp teeth.

Without the heavy shell, the axe became much lighter. The dark-skinned man simply stepped on one of the obsidian blades, then pushed hard and slid across the desert.

"Ouch~!!"

The three-headed lizard dived into the sand again and swam towards us at high speed.

...

Thousand Serpent Scales, this is the name given to a special terrain in Shurima.

The sand that flows like a river all year round has worn out irregular grooves on the ground, as if they were crushed by thousands of giant snakes crawling over them.

Sometimes the Thousand Snake Scale Road can become a natural trading route, but more often, these winding, complex ravines of varying depths are forbidden zones of life that people try to avoid.

"Shua~!"

A black shadow leaped high and broke into this forbidden zone of life without any pause.

"Boom~!"

There was a rumbling noise behind him, but the black-skinned man had no intention of turning around to look.

When the Eagle King's golden disc was re-erected in the center of Shurima, the evil witch spirit appeared with it.

He took possession of Nerimaj and created a large number of so-called 'Ascended Ones' through evil rituals.

But in fact, he had hunted a monster with a lion's body and a scorpion's tail not long ago and used the monster's shell to forge the Tuo Axe again. He knew very well that these monsters were not ascenders at all, but more like the monsters "Bake" recorded in some ancient books that mutated after failing to ascend.

The witch spirit used these monsters to capture cities and territories, constantly expanding its territory.

Recently, it has even threatened his hometown, Nazumang.

'I'm a little too confident. This guy's healing ability is too strong. We must find a way to restrain it before hunting it!'

The dark-skinned man heard the noise behind him and ran at full speed. His strong body, over two meters tall, did not look bloated or bulky at all. He jumped and moved nimbly among the intricate gullies.

"Roar~!!"

Unable to enjoy the strong smell of blood of its prey exploding in its mouth, the three-headed lizard became increasingly irritable as it was unable to dive into the sand due to the change in terrain.

The six pairs of khaki vertical pupils turned completely scarlet at this moment, and sticky saliva was splattered on the ground as it ran.

"Ha! Come on, idiot!!"

...

"My dear friend, are we going to eat these things today?"

"I'm sorry, yes Mr. Akshan."

“It’s terrible, I thought Marvi City was terrible, but after coming out I found it’s actually pretty good.

At least there's some variety in the food. We've been eating this scone for twelve or thirteen days now, right?"

"Hahaha~! It's fourteen days, dear Mr. Akshan."

The tanned man laughed loudly, revealing his pale yellow teeth.

The people around him also did not feel uncomfortable at all. They looked at Mr. Akshan in the cloak and grinned, revealing the same yellow teeth of varying shades.

In the desert, water represents life, and things like "washing" are only things that the best of the best are qualified to pay attention to.

For ordinary people like them who travel around doing business, this is something they can't even imagine.

However, as the Eagle King's golden disc was erected again, it is said that the rivers that had been dry for more than a thousand years are flowing with sweet and clear water again.

But it may be that this piece of yellow sand land has been dry for too long and its area is too large, at least the people in this caravan have never seen it before.

"Okay, fine. Fourteen days. I swear that once we get to the next city, I will buy a lot of food and never eat these scones that can be used to hammer nails again!"

"Hahaha~! Don't worry, Mr. Akshan. If everything goes well, we will be able to reach the next city in three days."

"Okay thanks, my friend."

"Would you like a scone?"

"Oh~!"

Akshan sighed softly and licked his cracked lips.

"Yes, it is, but just a small piece will be enough, please."

"We are happy to help."

Taking the roti that the man had rather sawed off than cut, Akshan frowned slightly and walked back.

Looking at Akshan's departing back, the caravan servants and guards all smiled kindly.

Mr. Akshan has been hitchhiking on this caravan since the city of Marvi.

They encountered robbers and sandstorms many times along the way. Each time, Akshan demonstrated his extraordinary martial arts and superb grappling skills, and won the recognition of these guys and the caravan leader.

What’s even more interesting is that Akshan has a humorous and optimistic personality. As it was his first long-distance trek, he added a lot of fun to this boring and dull journey.

"Oh~!"

Akshan squeezed the dry and hard scones in his hand, which were as hard as stone, and sat in the shade and sighed softly.

As an orphan who grew up in the city of Marvi, Akshan is smarter, braver and stronger than other children of his age.

But he knew very well that his future would most likely be like that of his peers, dying quietly in a corner one day, unless he joined those forces in the city that exploited ordinary people, but this was completely inconsistent with his beliefs.

Finally, after standing up again and again, Akshan suffered a premeditated revenge, and was rescued from the brink of death by an old woman named Satya.

After this, Shatia, seeing the boy's kindness, determination and talent, finally chose Akshan as her successor - a member of the ancient mysterious organization "Sentinels of Light".

However, after Akshan practiced martial arts hard and continuously improved his skills, Shatya, who had been becoming more and more worried day by day, stopped worrying after one day and instead fell into a state of uncertainty.

It was not until that day when the Sentinels of Light named Lucian and Senna arrived and told Shatia the news that the Curse of the Ruin had been completely ended that the old woman was freed from her uneasy mood.

At the same time, Akshan also learned that the enemy for whom he had been practicing martial arts had been completely destroyed before he could even fight him.

Even after Lucian and his wife left, Akshan was still trapped in his depressed mood.

Seeing her disciple in such a state, Shatia asked him to leave the city of Marvi and try to help those in need with his own power.

At the same time, also go and see the outside world and find your new goals.

"I didn't even see my biggest enemy, but he was killed. What kind of thing is this!?"

Holding the dry and hard scones, Akshan stared at it blankly and gradually became distracted.