First, take down the Sword Demon, then save Runeterra.

"What are you?!"

Miles, the young man on night watch for the Cold Star tribe, was the first to discover the strange creatures that were gradually approaching the tribe.

They both had human forms, but their appearances were terrifying. One had hooks wrapped around its arms and cruel eyes, while the other was more like a giant bat in human form than a human!

Zolani sneered, casually flicking out a chain scythe that easily pierced Miles' torso, dragging him toward herself.

The young man couldn't help but cry out in pain, gripping the chains tightly with his hands and struggling fiercely with his feet, but he found it all to no avail; the monster was incredibly strong.

He was already one of the strongest warriors in the tribe, and he couldn't even put up the slightest resistance against Zolani.

"No matter who you are... I won't let you succeed so easily!" Miles then grabbed the crescent scythe that was stuck in his body and pulled it out with all his might!

The intense pain nearly made him faint, but he still forced himself to shout, "Ha...ha...Enemy attack! Monsters have attacked the camp! Everyone run! Run..."

He was unable to issue a final warning before another chain sickle pierced his throat.

Whoosh!

Miles was pulled in front of Zolani and flung into the air. She used a sharp blade to tear his body into pieces, and blood and flesh cascaded down like a waterfall.

"A young and strong body, truly a gem..." Zolani enjoyed the blood bath, licking the blood from the corner of her mouth and laughing.

Three thousand years ago, she saved the sick and wounded from fire and water; now, she regards human life as worthless.

One person's worth of flesh and blood was certainly not enough; her goal was to take from everyone in the tribe.

After Miles' reminder, the people who had originally planned to rest picked up their weapons and fought back. There was too little time; they didn't have time to pack up their supplies and evacuate. Winter was coming, and they wouldn't survive without supplies.

“One, two, three… more than fifty people? A little few, but enough.” Zolani walked towards them with a cold smile.

A middle-aged man, his face contorted in pain, looked out of the camp and asked, "Miles, how are you?!"

He was greeted by a sickle that grew larger and larger in his field of vision, slicing across his neck.

Zolani extended the chain sickle to a length of more than ten meters, laughing and dancing as she did so. These ordinary people couldn't even get close and could only be slaughtered at her mercy.

As the last head fell to the ground, her favorite dance from her human days came to an end.

All fifty-six members of the Hanxing tribe, including men, women, and children, perished.

In just a few minutes, Zolani had slaughtered them all.

A large amount of flesh and blood merged into her and Bry's bodies, and the injuries she sustained in the battle with Aatrox were completely healed.

Zolani's smile vanished. She glanced coldly at the deserted settlement, snapped her fingers, and a spark landed on the haystack, quickly spreading to the houses and cattle sheds.

So she turned and left.

"All recovered?" Velcz asked simply, the life or death of humans being of no concern to it.

“You can go save your people now.” Zolani also focused on the mission; the faster she opened the rift in the Void, the sooner she could obtain Aatrox.

Blai has recovered and can travel through the spiritual realm, skipping through space; hundreds of miles pass in the blink of an eye.

Frostguard Fortress was just ahead. In order not to expose the anomaly, Velkz and Bryn stayed in the mental realm, leaving only Zoranny, who was skilled in illusion magic, outside.

"How do you plan to break the seal? Do you have a plan?" Velcz asked directly through the mental plane.

“Anaka… what is she doing here?” Zoranny saw the tall figure standing on the Howling Stone Bridge with a spear in her hand from afar. As the army medic, she naturally recognized the vanguard general under Aatrox. After falling into the Darkin, she had tried to control him, but was stopped by the general.

After carefully observing Frostguard Fortress and pondering for a moment, an idea took shape in her mind.

"A seal that can block the monitor must be extraordinary, and breaking it will take a considerable amount of time. But it seems that Anaka has been ordered by the general to keep an eye on the seal..."

“It seems the general isn’t at the fortress, leaving only Anaka. But now that the black mist has been dealt with, my next target should be me. And it’s not hard for him to guess that I came to the vicinity of the Void Rift to break the seal…”

"Once the general finds me, I can create some chaos and that should give me an opportunity to get closer to the seal..."

Over the next few days, she observed and figured out the duty roster of the Frostguard Fortress, and successfully used illusion magic to replace the two of them, allowing herself and Blai to blend in.

When Ato and the others arrived at the fortress, Vel'Koz decisively infected the trolls raised by Lissandra, successfully luring Anaka away. Together with Zoranny, they arrived at the bottom of the abyss, where they found a seal formed by four towering pillars of pure ice.

“The cunning Frost Witch.” Vel’Koz’s eyes flickered. “She understands the Void very well, so her seals are highly targeted. I can’t decipher them; can you?”

Zolani raised her arm, carefully sensed it for a while, and roughly estimated, "It's quite complicated. It will take me at least a whole day, but those trolls won't last that long."

“There’s no other way… wait a minute.” Vicz paused, looking down at the ice below. On the other side of the ice, a single, deep blue eye was staring at them intently.

"You've finally come..." It transmitted its thoughts into the minds of the two of them. "A hundred years ago, the witch discovered our communication with you, so she improved the seal and severed the connection. We haven't received any messages from you for a long time."

Vicz responded, "I've also been looking for an opportunity to reconnect with you, but breaking the seal will take a whole day, and the witch will stop us."

“Because we haven’t communicated for a hundred years, you don’t know this.” The one-eyed ice-blue creature seemed to be smiling. “There’s an area not far away that’s a recently discovered weak point in space. We can finally send some of our power over here.”

"Go there and open the rift, let the power of the void attack the witch's fortress, and you will have a chance to break the seal!"

"And to open the rift there, all you need is... a sacrifice."

As she spoke, Binglan glanced at Zolani with her single eye.

Vel'Koz's spirits rose: "We need Darkin as sacrifices... Perfect, that fan is no longer of use, let's offer it to the Void."

Zolani agreed after only a brief hesitation, because this was her last chance. She had escaped from the mental realm twice, and the generals couldn't possibly be without a way to deal with it. The effectiveness of the Darkborn Dragon Fan Blai had plummeted.

I can't just become a sacrifice, can I?

After obtaining the coordinates of the weak point in space from the Ice Blue One-Eyed, they arrived together at a location a thousand miles south of Frostguard Fortress.

"let's start."

Viktor found the right spot, fired an energy beam, and struck the weakest point in the space.

Many cracks appeared in that space, but no matter how the rays attacked, they could not break through it.

Immediately afterwards, several streams of purple energy seeped out from the crack, forming tentacles of varying lengths that swayed erratically.

"It's now."

Zolani's mind stirred, and Bolai walked towards the tentacles without resistance.

Tentacles coiled around Bu Lai, their surfaces opening wide to reveal sharp teeth, tearing at him.

After a short while, the Darkborn Dragon Fan's physical body disappeared, leaving only its true form, which transformed into tiny wisps of energy and entered the rift.

Click!

A huge rift was torn open in space, and countless void creatures surged out like a tide.