Legends of Runeterra

"Okay, that's all. Zeratul, do you have anything else to say?"

"..."

"It seems there is none."

"Om~!"

As soon as Li En finished speaking, the 'Charikar' in his hand suddenly lit up.

"plum..."

Azir raised his hand subconsciously.

“Tear it up~!”

The mutated body of the Ascendant did not offer any resistance, and 'Charikar' directly tore Zerath's chest apart.

"Buzz~~!!"

“Ugh…Aaaaaaaah~~!!!”

Along with screams, a surging and violent force exploded, pushing Li En and Azir, who had no resistance, back away.

Looking at Xerath, whose dozens of meters tall body was shrinking and shrouded in pure golden light, Azir opened his mouth under his helmet, but in the end he could not utter any words. He just stared at Xerath in a daze.

Li En did not disturb Azir at this moment, but turned his gaze to the side and looked into the distance.

Within dozens of kilometers, the broken space that was shattered by energy was slowly recovering under the influence of the world's rules.

Further out is the earth that has been melted by endless light and heat. The yellow sand has long disappeared, replaced by the crystallized earth that sparkles like glass in the sun.

As for farther away, there are still traces of being swept by the aftermath of the collision between the two.

"As expected of the two most special 'Ascendants', the aftermath of the battle alone has already firmly placed them in the first echelon of Runeland."

Li En sighed silently in his heart, feeling that the 'power of ascension' belonging to Zerath was being rapidly deprived by 'Charikar'.

This is not a darkin like Varus, whose body has long been shattered and whose soul is imprisoned in weapons, but a complete Ascendant who has stolen all the "power of ascension".

As the 'power of ascension' that served as his main body was completely deprived, Zerath's 'witch spirit body', which was composed of complex and mysterious secret techniques, began to melt and disintegrate.

Soon, the pure golden light gradually went out, leaving only the buzzing 'Charikar'.

A wave of inexplicable and extremely complicated emotions surged in Azir's heart. After calming down for a while, he turned around and looked at his side, having already put away his completely ascension form.

"Lee En..."

"We can talk later if you have anything to say. Now hurry up and follow me."

"Om~!"

The space, which had just almost recovered, fluctuated. Upon hearing this, Azir did not resist this force and let Li En take him away.

In the distance, Sivir and Nasus looked at Li En who suddenly disappeared in the sky and looked at each other in bewilderment. For a moment, they saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"Um, Grand Secretary..."

Sivir looked at Nasus and pointed below him.

Nasus looked down and saw that the axe-staff he had embedded in Renekton's neck had been mostly squeezed out by the healing wound.

"Oh, thank you for the reminder, Your Highness!"

"Pfft~!"

Nasus raised his hand and pressed, and dark and sticky blood flowed out along the axe. Renekton's body twitched slightly and fell into silence again.

...

Narimaj, a city that was bustling with people and full of villains not long ago, is unusually quiet today.

Even the guards at the city gate had disappeared, making it like a dead city.

In an underground space dozens of kilometers away.

“Boom boom! Boom boom!”

A dull heartbeat suddenly sounded, and with each heartbeat a red light flashed, revealing corpses one after another.

"No, please, Master Alpha, please let me go!!"

The frightened bandit collapsed on the ground, wailing weakly and begging the leader to let him go.

However, Alpha stared at the bandit with his cold eyes, his dead face showing no emotion.

Not long ago, he and a group of so-called brothers followed each other into the secret passage with great excitement, preparing to welcome the legendary ascension ceremony.

'Ascension ceremony, no sword or armor!'

The bandits who had dreamed of soaring into the sky and possessing even one-tenth of the power of the legendary 'ascending gods', saw such a bloody and brutal scene.

Corpses, suffering from various fatal injuries, were lying in a pool that was hundreds of meters long and wide.

The strong smell of blood was like a sand tiger that had just enjoyed its prey and was smearing their faces with its bloody tongue.

The next moment, the massacre from Alpha began.

Without swords or armor, even after initially accepting the 'gift' from the 'Witch Spirit Lord', they were still no match for Alpha, and soon only the bandit hiding at the back was left.

"My Lord, please..."

"This is the 'Ascension Ceremony'. Come, and become one with the great 'Lord of the Witch Spirit'. This is the supreme gift!"

"Shua~!"

As the sharp blade chopped down, the gangster felt a chill on his neck and his sight quickly turned downward.

After dealing with the last person, Alpha came to the edge of the blood pool and stared at the five-meter-high, slightly pale cocoon of flesh and blood in the center.

"Lord Xerath, I will offer you..."

Alpha pointed the blade at his own chest.

"loyalty!"

"Pfft~!"

The sharp blade cut through the chest all the way down, digging out all the burning organs, and Alpha fell into a pool of blood with a fanatical look on his face.

"Wow~!"

The blood surged, submerging all the corpses.

Until all the corpses were swept up in it, the blood gathered around the cocoon of flesh and blood in the center of the blood pool.

“Boom boom! Boom boom!”

With the supply of blood, the pale color on the cocoon of flesh and blood quickly disappeared, and turned into a bright red color that seemed to be about to burst at the next moment.

“Boom boom~boom boom~boom boom~!”

The dull heartbeat became more and more intense, until the sound like beating drums continued to resound throughout the entire underground space.

"Om~!"

A blood-red light suddenly lit up, illuminating the human figure inside the blood cocoon.

"Pfft~!"

The pale arm tore through the blood cocoon, followed by the other arm of the figure.

“Tear it up~!”

A scarlet sticky liquid gushed out, and a pale and skinny figure was born.

"Cough cough cough~!"

Scarlet liquid choked out of the man's mouth and nose, and he subconsciously raised his hands to look.

"Or... did you use this method..."

After sorting out the complicated and chaotic memories in his mind, Zeratul gradually remembered what happened not long ago.

"Nayafili has already surrendered. This place is likely to be exposed. I must leave quickly!"

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Zeratul ignored the weakness of this new body created by blood magic, and squeezed out magic power to open the space channel.

"Om~!"

A crack appeared in space, but it was not opened by Xerath.

A figure with black hair, black eyes and a smile on his face, and another figure wearing gorgeous golden armor appeared from the crack in space.

"Hello again, Zeratul."