In the spring night, a few remaining stars can be seen in the broken sky. The breeze quietly hangs down along the gradually healing cracks, gently passing through the ruined courtyard.

The depressed atmosphere disappeared, Modrian moved his stiff body, the dim remaining stars reflected a little starlight, and an elegant and beautiful figure reflected in his black pupils.

He was wearing a plain clothes, and Gana's tall and plump body floated quietly in the air, one foot away from the ground, and his right hand slightly closed his long white hair scattered over his shoulders, revealing his long and delicate ears.

"Sorry, Lord Lord, I'm going to be late." A faint apology was contained in his indifferent voice. Gana lowered her fair face and said softly.

When she felt the legendary aura coming to Limontanelu, she had a vague premonition, especially when the legendary aura was mixed with the disgust of the abyss, everything happened in the worst direction.

The birth of the realm of [Shadow Realm Reversing the Sky] made Gana lose her direction for a while and pursued the traces left by Modrian, but she didn't get much.

Fate is ruthless and reversed!

The breaking of the Shadow Realm allows Gana to confirm the source of power, while Scripps' angry move in the Shadow allows her to find Modrian's specific positioning.

Fortunately, everything is not over!

"Driath, the Hand of Noxus!" Gana turned her head and looked at Driath surrounded by green wind, her blue eyes full of wonder.

During the Valoran continent, the symbol of the power of the Noxus Empire stood at the peak of mortals. While chasing power, he was also seeking his own changes, striving to be close to those extraordinary lives (including Gana), which won the appreciation of many people. Even if his personality is too tough and domineering, it cannot change the scorching heart of power.

In this world, the gap between the Knight-Captain and the Legendary Crown is also a distance like a chasm. And Dryus, adhering to the path he once pursued, carried the Black Cutter to repel the cross-border attack of a legendary Crown.

Following Gana's gaze, Modrian also looked at Dryus, who was wrapped in green wind on his lower body. His tragic appearance was a bit distressing. His crisscrossed scars covered his burly body, and his pale muscles were soaked like water. This was the sequelae of excessive blood loss, and the white bones supporting the body could be vaguely seen.

In addition, the most shocking thing was that Dryus' arms, almost shattered arms stomped and hung softly on his waist. It was just the memories left by the muscles and the stiff wrist that made him hold the Black Cutter tightly with his right hand, never losing.

"How is Dryus's situation?" Modrian's tone was a little hurt, and he realized his mistake.

The price is that Dryus uses the body of the Knight to beat the Devil Lord, a legendary crown who has entered the path of law. This is a great achievement that can be recorded in the long river of time, but it is exchanged for his half-dead body.

"Don't worry, the situation is not too bad." Gana stared at the closed-eye Drius and comforted him. With white sleeves, she gently held the elegant and exquisite blue staff with her right hand, and a slight breeze floated around the top of the staff.

Immediately, these wind elves danced with gorgeous tracks, flying and intertwined beside Dryus, like moths to the flames, blending into their burly bodies.

【Eye of the Storm】!

[Eye of the Storm: Gana releases a wind shield for the target friendly hero. The shield will heal the target with a certain healing effect and form a layer of wind barrier to absorb the damage taken until it is destroyed.]

The green wind gathered around Dryus. After being kissed by the wind elves, the terrifying and serious scars healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The once cut flesh and blood also slowly grew in the surging breath of life, wrapping the exposed bones again.

"It's time for you to make a choice, should I leave or stay?" Gana looked around. In the overflowing energy storm, even with the protection of Modrian's knight halo, the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion and Shadowflowers who stood were also injured to varying degrees.

The blue staff was waving, and layers of different green winds rotated beside everyone, and a faint sound of wind echoed.

Hearing this, Modrian was silent for a while, looking up at the gradually visible starry sky. A few remaining stars closed their eyes and fell into deep darkness. The dim light retreated and disappeared.

Returning to the main world is imminent. He felt that most of the remaining energy in the shadow world had disappeared, and his own strength alone was enough to break the space barrier.

"Continue to hide, the matter is not over yet. I have a premonition that this dispute over the throne will be extremely exciting!" Modrian looked at Gana, looked at the awakening of Drius and the disaster hidden in the shadow again, and said firmly.

He didn't believe that the devil lord would let them go easily. He could see from forcing his actions across the boundary and forced action that the hidden shadow cultists would make bloody choices.

Gana hesitated for a moment, her eyebrows flashed with confusion, and finally she whispered her perception. When she forcibly tore the space to pieces and appeared in the ruins of the courtyard, she sensed a faint consciousness that appeared around the courtyard, and the source was from the mage tower standing in Limontanelu.

"I don't know if the master of the wizard tower in Limontane's action noticed it? But I am sure that he should be aware of my existence."

Modrian frowned, and he knew the existence that Garna mentioned, Craigie's crown, the guardian of Limontanelu.

"It doesn't matter, Valoran's leader now has no conflicting interests with Craigie."

"Okay, may the truth be with you." Gana bowed slightly, then looked into the distance, and her figure suddenly turned into a sky blue bird and disappeared into the vast night sky.

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Time goes back a little.

The roar of trembling heaven and earth sounded over Limontanlu, and Hellit, including the Duke of Dhakama who walked out of the Quill Manor, looked at the dark night, where a slight crack in space was slowly dissipating.

Immediately, a majestic breath as majestic as prison came to Limontanelu, as if the end of the world was coming, and heavy pressure fell on the soul out of thin air, forcing them to lower their heads.

"Is it a legend!?" Compared to the struggling Hellit at this time, the Duke of Dhakama looked like a proud lion, raised his head high and stared at the Cecil Arena where the gap in the space was torn apart.

There is also a disgusting aura from the source of the breath released there, the smell from the abyss!

However, in a blink of an eye, a thin stream of mist filled the night sky, dispelling the domineering aura that filled the world, allowing Limontanelu to restore normal order. It seemed that the abyss that had flashed away was an illusion.

"It's indeed a legend. It can make Craigie's crowning attack. It seems that the legend from the abyss cannot be underestimated, and it is even an abyss lord!" Duke Dhakama turned his head and looked at the brilliant mage tower with purple light flashing in the distance, and said thoughtfully.

The storm swept through the Kingdom of Stoke, and he couldn't see clearly the future, whether it was a new life or destruction?
Chapter completed!