Legends of Runeterra

"Boom~!"

The ground covered with yellow sand trembled violently, and huge towers with golden bodies and suspended disc-shaped tops rose from the ground.

In the center of the disc on top of the giant tower in the front, there was a figure holding a golden scepter and red and purple ribbons moving in the wind, like a golden eagle flapping its wings and soaring.

"Haha! You finally showed up, Azir."

"It's all over now, Zeratul, I will correct my mistakes myself!"

“Hehe! With just you, how can there be an ascender who has survived until now?”

Zerath had just finished speaking.

"Om~!"

The space beside Azir fluctuated slightly, and a tall and upright figure emerged from it.

With black hair and black eyes, he clearly gives people a peaceful and gentle feeling, but his presence is no less than that of the ascended emperor Azir beside him.

"It's you, the guardian of the 'Ascension Bloodline'.

What? Even a strong man like you covets the "power of ascension"? "

"Coveting the 'power of ascension'? Xerath, don't use your mind to guess at me.

You, who stole the legacy of the Shurima Empire, have indeed gained power beyond that of mortal men, but a carrion vulture is ultimately not up to par.

Xiweier is my lover. If you want to touch Xiweier, then I can only ask you to die!"

"'Carrion-eating vultures'!?"

"Isn't it? Why did they force the Ascension Ceremony to be held in the first place? Wasn't it because the Shurima Empire was already terminally ill?

You delivered a final blow to the weakened Shurima, then devoured the remains of the empire, transforming yourself into..."

Li En said this, deliberately looking Zeratul up and down.

"Tsk tsk!"

"Boom~!"

Black clouds rolled, and blue-purple arcane lightning rumbled in the clouds. The violent tremors made Sivir's hair stand up slightly.

"Lies don't hurt people, the truth is a sharp knife, so...Xerath, did my words hurt your sensitive heart?"

“Hehehahaha~!”

"Okay, very good, Li En, I hope your strength can protect you next time..."

"Om~!"

"Woof~!"

A scarlet figure flashed by, and in a ten-thousandth of a second it pounced on Li En, taking him away from everyone's sight, leaving behind only a dog's barking.

"Roar~!"

"Everyone must die!!!"

The barking sounded like a clarion call for an attack, and Renekton and the surrounding monsters immediately launched a charge.

"Om~!"

The discs on top of the giant towers lit up, and countless golden energy rays shot out.

"Boom~!"

The dark clouds rolled violently, and countless arcane lightning surged down, clearing a path for the charge of Renekton and others.

"Leen!!"

"Don't worry, Grand Secretary. Li En will be fine!"

"But that breath just now..."

“No matter who it is, I believe Li En will never lose.

Now, we do what we are supposed to do!"

"..."

"I understand, Your Highness!"

Nasus nodded slightly and did not explain to Sivir that the breath seemed to be from a darkin named Nayafili, and the terrifying power of this darkin.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, even though Nasus had now gained nourishment from the Sun Disk and regained his former strength, he still felt that he was no match for Li En.

"Hoo~! Ness!!!!"

The ferocious and cruel Renekton rushed towards him with great violence, and Nasus' eyes fixed.

"Wither~!"

"you this..."

A series of complex and obscure ancient words spurted out of Renekton's mouth, accompanied by sticky saliva.

Although the speech was too fast and too rapid for Sivir to hear it all, she only understood some fragments and her brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What the hell? It's even fouler than what we mercenaries say!"

"Shut up Renekton, we are brothers, how can we..."

"My brother, you..."

"Roar~!"

Ignoring the verbal fight between the two brothers, the 'Charikar' in Shiver's hand spun rapidly towards the charging 'Pseudo-Bake' herd.

...

"Boom~!"

Yellow sand rolled and dust rose into the sky. Nayafili bit the arm in his mouth with great excitement, and the short blade around his neck, like a lion's mane, rotated and cut at a high speed.

"Roar~!"

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

Soon, the tough texture in the mouth turned into an extremely hard texture like 'Immortal Sun Steel', and a sharp and piercing metal scraping sound was heard.

"I say, what else can you do besides drooling all over my sleeves?"

A gentle voice with a hint of disdain sounded.

The next moment, an extreme sense of danger arose.

Before he could open his mouth and retreat.

"Magnetic field rotates 150,000 times - Killing Fist Three Styles - Killing!"

"Boom~!"

The invisible force field suddenly condensed, and Nayafili only felt an extremely strange power emerging on the arm in his mouth.

Rotating, twisting, twisting...countless forces crisscrossing.

"Ow..."

"Crackling~!"

Starting from the mouth that was in direct contact with the arm, the flesh and blood of the giant hound king turned uncontrollably from the inside out; its brain, bones, and internal organs were all flipped to the outside.

Then it twisted and tangled like a pretzel, and with a crackling sound, it turned into a pool of dark red blood mud and fell to the ground.

"Hoo~!"

Golden-red flames rose up, and despite the fact that there was no blood on his hands, Li En still burned his palms with the flames.

Glancing at the blood and flesh on the ground, Li En's face was extremely calm, without any trace of joy of victory.

"Okay, Darkin, if you're scared just go ahead, there's no need to hide around."

"..."

Nayafili, who was hiding in an unknown dimension, did not answer, but kept changing her position. When she realized that Li En's eyes were always fixed on her, she confirmed that Li En could really perceive her.

“Woof woof~!”

The barking of dogs echoed above the yellow sand, and hunting dogs appeared across the veil of the material realm.

The most prominent one among them was the King of Hounds, which was exactly the same as the huge hound that Li En had just crushed.

"You look very special, and you are also a Darkin with strange means!"

"Heh! Human, you mean you've met other Darkspawn!?"

"of course."

"who is it?"

"Depending on who you ask, there's one with a bow and arrow, one with a harp, and... a madman with a giant sword."

"Aatrox!?"

Nayafili's eyes narrowed.

Having wandered around this continent for a long time, she had not never seen her compatriots.

The madman with the giant sword that Li En mentioned immediately reminded her of the fight between Aatrox and the Protoss not long ago... For the Darkin, not long ago.

However, they were separated by half of the Shurima continent, and when she arrived, Aatrox and the Protoss had all disappeared.