Time Travel: Sales Master

Su Xing, this seemingly playboy, actually does what he says and never breaks his promises.

Kai'Sa was also very curious about what the legendary Zaun god would look like. "Don't worry, she hasn't received any faith in a thousand years, so she must be very weak. Let's wait and see."

Su Xing was also nervous. After all, it was his first time facing a god-level being.

Galio of Demacia may be a pseudo-god of level 99, and I wonder if the old yordle of Teemo is also a god-level powerhouse.

As for Janna, her strength is immeasurable. Unlike ordinary gods, her power depends on the power of faith of her believers.

The same is true for Fiddlesticks, except that one relies on faith, while the other relies on the fear of others. "More and more people are gathering in the square."

Jace looked towards the square not far away and saw the crowd of people under the statue growing larger and larger.

At first, most of them were residents of Piltover, but now that the ban on the two places has been lifted, countless refugees have poured out.

They are ragged, skinny, with cloudy eyes and scars all over their bodies. Disease is their common nightmare.

There was no place to stand in front of Zaun's statue, so they went to a higher place.

Many nobles living in Piltover saw the real Zaun for the first time.

How could they have imagined that a person suffering from such illness could still survive?

Some nobles could not suppress their sympathy and gathered in front of the statue of Janna to pray for them.

Orianna was among them.

"Goddess Janna, please save these people. Orianna is willing to dedicate her endless life to her faith and be your most loyal believer." Orianna knelt down before the statue and prayed. Even though no one believed her, she firmly believed everything Su Xing said!

She was also a victim of a gas accident and knew the pain of poisoning.

However, not everyone has a father like Li Weike.

Once ordinary people are poisoned, they can only wait for death.

She doesn't regret becoming like this in order to save people, and her father doesn't want her to regret it either.

Even if she had to choose again, she would still run to Zaun without hesitation.

"I believe what the little baby says, God, it's really funny, hahahaha!"

Jinx and Vi finally returned. These days, Vi is in Zaun with Jinx. They renovated the old orphanage and started adopting orphans.

This was a good idea. Jinx suddenly became the children's big sister, and her sense of responsibility made her more restrained.

Wayne leaned against the wall at the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce, looking at those devout believers with complicated eyes.

The legend of gods is more widespread in Demacia, because the story of Morgana and Kayle has been circulated for a long time. "Since there are gods, why do we let demons run rampant in the world?" As she was puzzled, a breeze blew across her cheek. "The wind is blowing!"

Su Xing was overjoyed, and everyone rushed out of the house to watch!

The sea area near Zaun is often blown by sea breeze all year round.

However, no one knows that in the invisible sea breeze, a consciousness is being nurtured. "Does no one remember me anymore?"

That consciousness was as fragile as a candle in the wind, as if it could go out at any time. "Huh? I still have believers?"

Just as her consciousness was about to fade away, she felt a trace of power of faith.

In her perception, the man was like a small point of light that gradually grew larger and then stayed in Piltover.

However, the small light spot suddenly left and went towards the Blood Cliff Mountain.

A few months later, the little light came back and seemed to have settled in Piltover. "Great, someone still remembers me..."

She felt small dots of light appearing in her conscious world one after another. "I really want to go to Zaun to take a look. I wonder what is happening to Zaun underground. Without me, can they protect themselves?" "It's a pity that only one person believes in my existence..." One day, that consciousness suddenly woke up! "Someone believes in me again!" "Is there anyone praying for me?"

One, two, four, eight, more and more light spots appeared in the direction of Zaun!

Countless painful prayers entered Janna's consciousness! Gradually, those light spots gathered into a group, like a warm and dazzling sun, continuously supplying Janna with the power of faith! "Please, Janna, save my child..." "Mom, Goddess Janna will definitely wake you up, right?" "Janna, I don't want to die, I can't die..." "Please wake up, Janna, and purify Zaun!"

Through these devout prayers, Janna seemed to see the hell-like scene of Zaun!

That was the city where she was born and the city she protected all her life.

The consciousness in the storm suddenly became stronger, and countless powers of faith were transformed into her divine power!

Gradually, the divine power condensed into a solid entity and turned into a small green bird.

Just like she had hundreds of years ago, she flew to Zaun without hesitation. "My believers, I have come to respond to you!"

"coming!"

Kai'Sa had the strongest perception, and she sensed a powerful aura approaching Piltover.

This power is warm and friendly.

Following Kassa's reminder, everyone looked up at the statue.

At some point, a small green bird flew over the statue's shoulder...

Because in the stories told by Jayce and Viktor, Janna often transforms into a blue bird!

Everyone felt it, she was coming!

Just as they were about to bow their heads, a gentle breeze lifted them up and stopped them from kneeling.

At this moment, Janna felt heartbroken when she saw the situation of her believers.

The blue bird spread its wings, then transformed into divine power and infused it into the statue beneath its feet.

The next moment, the stone sculpture glowed with light, and divine power emanated from it! "As you wish."

With the statue of Janna at the center, breezes filled with divine power blew towards all the believers present! "Oh my god, this is a powerful move!"

Su Xing looked at the giant R skill, Reviving Monsoon, and was so surprised that he was speechless.

As the breeze blew over the patients in Zaan, the sores on their bodies gradually healed, the pustules disappeared, and the toxins and pollution that tormented them day and night all disappeared as the breeze passed through their bodies!