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

"Kalma, you can't go!"

"Kalma, you must remain in the Temple of Eternity!"

"Kalma, you should let the conflict subside on its own!"

A group of monks were admonishing the woman who was sitting upright on a prayer mat.

Her skin was darker, her eyes were closed, and the twin dragons of Ionia were coiled behind her head like a halo.

She is the embodiment of an ancient soul in the modern era, having undergone countless reincarnations. Each time she is reborn, she inherits all her previous memories and is also granted powers that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Karma raised a hand, and the clamor of the monks around her gradually faded away, while another voice entered her mind.

She heard the cries of the Ionians dying under the iron heel, she heard the nascent land pleading for help in agony.

Karma opened her eyes, and green soul flames burned within them.

Ignoring the monks' advice, she walked directly out of the gates of the Hall of Eternity.

"Kalma! What are you doing?"

The monks followed, but the next moment they saw Karma fly straight into the sky and rush towards the western sea.

"Oh dear, what should we do? What should we do!" the monks sighed.

"No! We must stop her! We can't let her defile the souls of all the previous Karma!"

"Stop right now! You're Karma now! Not the old Darhar!"

The excited monks ran out of the Temple of Eternity, drawn by the smell of Kalmar's exhaust fumes.

Boom!

Kalmar's speed increased until it even produced a sonic boom.

Atto looked up at the sky and spotted the colorful figure.

"Hey, this is going to be interesting." Atuo also joined the army of people smelling exhaust fumes.

After leaving the Temple of Balance, he searched for Swain's army, hoping to gauge the war situation by observing their movements.

However, for nearly a month, apart from a few villages destroyed by the war, there was no sign of Swain's army.

Until I just saw Kalma flying overhead.

"Old man, can you figure out anything about that guy?"

"It's very complex. She's not a single individual, but rather a fusion of many souls. She has a connection with this land."

"Connect with Ionia?" Upon hearing this, Ator decided to try his best to avoid conflict with Karma.

"This is the real perpetual motion machine, old man. Look at them. As long as the land has energy, it will not weaken. You still need to absorb flesh and blood all the time!"

Aatrox: “…”

Ato suddenly stopped; he was stopped by a squad of Noxian soldiers.

"Damn...it looks like I can't stay out of this."

"Haha, so those cultivators are finally willing to come down the mountain?"

The leading soldier looked fierce and menacing, brandishing his giant battle axe and staring at Ato with cruel eyes.

At this moment, Ato was wearing his original face and was mistaken by the Noxian soldiers for a disciple of some cult.

Atto didn't know which legion they belonged to. If they were from the Amistan, Atto had once lived in the same military camp as them.

"I am Ji, a disciple of the Balance Sect. I have important business to attend to at the seaside. The Balance Sect will not interfere in this dispute, so could you please do me a favor?"

"Why does this guy have such a strange accent?" the burly captain said to the others.

"Maybe he was scared out of his wits! Hahahaha!"

"We've been killing civilians all this way without any resistance, it's so boring. We've finally run into a capable guy, how could we possibly let you go so easily?"

The captain slowly approached Ato, holding his battle axe horizontally in front of him, his face clearly saying, "Don't even think about getting past me unless you kill me."

"Kill this Taoist priest, then let's continue our search for Vastaya! Hahahaha!" The other soldiers watched this scene with great interest.

"Don't say that now! You're making me feel it too!" the captain shouted as he turned around.

"The Ionians really don't know how to enjoy life. They're leaving the beautiful Vastaya around? Well then, I'll enjoy it for you, hahahaha!"

Ato looked towards the back of the group but saw no female Vastaya.

Since these soldiers didn't take them with them, their fate was obvious.

“You are disrupting the balance,” Atto said indifferently.

"Balance? Can you eat that? Is that all you Ionians talk about?" The captain picked at his ear.

"Let's talk about Vastaya. Yesterday's cat-like one...it was so much fun! Especially when I cut off her tail and then pressed it against me..."

"Then I slowly cut off all her limbs! That way I could pick her up! And look at her..."

Before he could finish speaking, a red flash streaked across the captain's neck. The next moment, the captain's head flew into the air, blood splattering everywhere, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Ator didn't waste any time, guiding the blood to be absorbed into the demon sword, including the captain's entire body.

The soldiers, still immersed in the pleasant memories of last night, seemed not to have realized what was happening yet.

"Captain? You..."

Atto didn't give them a chance to speak and rushed straight up.

“You cut off their limbs, but I don’t ask for much, just cut off their heads.”

kill!

Ato slashed with his sword, and more than a dozen heads rolled to the ground.

The soldiers then came to their senses. The deaths of their captain and the others did not frighten them; instead, they charged forward, weapons in hand.

Noxus has no deserters!

The headless corpse behind Ator turned into a torrent of blood that merged into the demonic sword, making the red light flashing on the sword even thicker.

The weapon, forged from iron spike ore, was as fragile as paper before the Darkin Demon Sword, shattering upon contact with it.

Click!

The more Atto killed, the more stamina he had, which was why he was unwilling to participate in the war.

Such a bugged ability, once it gets involved on one side, will instantly cause the strength of the two sides to become unbalanced.

In this war, Noxus and Ionia must both suffer heavy losses!

But hearing the squad leader recount what they had done in Ionia reignited his anger.

The soldiers I saw during my time living in the military camp were not like this at all!

Ordinary soldiers were simply slaughtered in the face of the divine warriors.

When the last soldier fell, not a drop of blood stained Ato's black robe; it was all absorbed into the demon sword.

A Noxian squad of about a hundred people was turned into nourishment for the Demon Sword in just ten minutes by Ator.

"Their conduct is so appalling, unlike what I've seen in military camps. They shouldn't be from the Amistan Legion."

Karma was out of reach, so Ato started searching through the soldiers' carriages and found some hair that didn't belong to humans.

"It is always the civilians who suffer the most in war."

Shortly afterward, a loud bang was faintly heard from the west.

He knew that Karma alone had destroyed a warship and killed half of the reinforcements sent by LeBlanc.

Because of the ruthless tactics of these soldiers, Ato lost track of Kalma and missed this great show.

"No wonder he has the blessing of an entire land; in a cultivation novel, he would at least be a protagonist blessed with great fortune."

“If there’s enough flesh and blood, I’d like to give her a try.” Aatrox’s eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

"She doesn't have time for you right now. This is the largest rebellion in Ionia to date, and those monks who care about balance will definitely give you a lecture, but this victory can also inspire some people."