Legends of Runeterra

In the dark and cold cave, on the stone steps that no one has stepped on since its formation, grayish-white moss can be seen growing wildly everywhere.

The stone steps were extremely slippery for most people and one could easily fall to the bottom if one was not careful, but Li En and Karma walked steadily.

Looking closely, the two people seemed to be walking, but in fact they were always a little distance away from the ground.

The night pearl floated quietly in front of the two of them. Although neither of them needed this kind of lighting, since she had brought it down, Karma still let it play its role.

"Karma, can you tell me now? Why do I feel that your strength has become a little weaker than before?"

"Haha~! It's simple, I blocked 'them'!"

"'them'?"

"Yes, that is, my 'previous lives'."

Karma paused, then continued speaking.

"These 'previous lives' are actually the means by which each Apocalypse One passes down his or her power. Although they carry all the memories, they are essentially just an old-fashioned spiritual wisdom that is no longer able to accept new things.

When I decided to intervene in the defense of Ionia, these "past lives" firmly opposed it and refused to help me bear the burden of the power of the "Soul of Ionia".

So after some consideration, I simply blocked out all the "past lives".

Although my power will inevitably decline in the short term, in the long run, as long as I persevere in my practice, the power I control will be my own and will no longer be disturbed by any existence!"

"Well, that's how it should be. How can people from the 'previous life' be in charge of the affairs of the present? Karma, this is a good decision!"

"Well, thank you, Li En, this was also inspired by you.

Ionia is now in an unprecedented change, and the Apocalypse needs to keep pace with the times and make changes. "

"That's right. I won't dare to say it in the future, but I believe that you, Karma, will definitely become a one-man apocalypse unprecedented in history!"

"Haha~! Li En, you're too kind."

The two chatted quietly as they made their way down the cave.

Running at a speed exceeding that of ordinary people, it wasn't long before the two finally reached the deepest part of the cave.

A tangle of tree roots supports the cave, while smaller roots extend into a clear pool of water.

Li En and Karma had already stopped chatting and stood on a high place, quietly looking down at the pool water below.

Under the water surface, deep in the pond, the tangled tree roots surrounded a slender figure dozens of centimeters away, as if protecting and imprisoning it.

The long, pure white hair spread out around the woman's body, floating lazily in the water.

With her exquisite, picturesque, peaceful and tranquil sleeping face, no one could imagine at first glance that this woman was the one who created the current appearance of Philo Island and made guards like Kalan guard it for generations.

"She is...Sindra..."

Karma muttered softly.

"Gulu~! Gulu~!"

Suddenly, a few bubbles emerged from the pool, breaking the calmness of the water surface.

The figure in the water began to distort with the ripples, and a dark and oppressive aura quietly rose.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

The tree trunks surrounding Sindra grew rapidly, and the original distance of tens of centimeters was directly shortened to more than ten centimeters, and the lush tree roots almost blocked the entire figure.

Thus, the dark and depressing atmosphere finally subsided.

"sorry, I..."

"No, this has nothing to do with you Karma."

Li En turned his head and comforted Karma, who he had just protected behind him, with a smile.

As early as when Demacia ascended to the legendary level, Li En had already unlocked the seal of the 'Dragon Spirit' in order to prevent Syndra from following his breath and tracking him down. He knew that the 'Dragon Spirit' had pulled him into the dream of that existence.

Now that he was not deliberately hiding his aura, it was normal for such unusual movements to occur at such a close distance.

"Leave it to me from now on. You and Lilia go and wait for me in the spiritual realm. If any unexpected situation occurs, you should first protect everyone in the fortress outside."

"Well, okay, Li En, you have to be careful!"

"Haha~! Don't worry, I know my limits."

Karma nodded, then watched Li En step back and enter the spiritual realm without causing any disturbance.

Li En turned around and his gaze fell on the Dream Pool again.

The water surface calmed down again, but this time, not only were the roots of the Dream Tree more luxuriant, but they were also closer to Sindra. Looking through those roots, the previously peaceful and tranquil face now frowned.

"Hoo~!"

Without hesitation, Li En tiptoed and flew to the center of the pool.

"Wow~!"

The water in the pool rippled slightly, and Li En fell into the water lightly without causing a single ripple.

The freezing water in the pool was unbearable for ordinary people, but it did not stop Li En for a moment. He sank all the way down and soon reached the deepest part of the pool.

Looking at Syndra who was surrounded by the roots of the Dream Tree, Li En slowly stretched out his hand.

“Crack! Crack!”

As Li En's palm passed by, the roots of the Dream Tree moved out of the way on their own.

Li En swam gently and immediately found himself surrounded by the roots of the dream tree.

Staring at the face so close at hand, which was filled with a hint of pain, Li En leaned over quietly and gently put his forehead against Sindra's.

"Buzz~~!"

A dark, deep, oppressive and heavy force rose up.

Li En let go of any resistance and let this force carry him down and down...

...

The gradually darkening forest was extremely beautiful, but the girl had no intention of watching it and stomped along the winding path.

The glowing fireflies danced in the twilight, leaving behind luminous shadows, but the girl slapped them away from her, not caring about this fleeting elegance.

She lowered her eyes to the ground, kicked a stone away, and let it jump among the entangled tree roots, ignoring the setting sun filtering through the dense canopy.

The purple night marten's petals slowly opened, spitting out shimmering pollen into the warm dusk, but as she passed by in a hurry, she easily broke the stem.

Her cheeks burned with shame and anger. Her mother's reproaches still lingered in her ears, and the ridicule of her brother and other children could not be shaken off.

She stopped, looked back at the broken petals on the path, and frowned.

This is all a little strange...

It seemed...she had already experienced all of this.

She shook her head and continued walking forward, deeper into the dense forest.

Finally, she arrived in front of the sacred spirit willow.

Its lazy branches seem to be floating in the water, rubbing and colliding with each other, whispering like wind chimes.

The anger in her body was still burning, she closed her eyes, clenched her fists, and took a deep breath slowly.

Just like the elders had taught her, she tried to suppress the anger inside.

Exhale and loosen your fists; inhale and clench your fists.

This cycle continued over and over again, and the girl's anger gradually subsided.

suddenly.

"Shua~!"

There was a whistling sound behind me.

'My head will be broken with a stone, and blood will flow from the wound!'

Suddenly, before the pain appeared, a picture appeared in the girl's mind.

Although she tried to dodge, her young body was simply unable to keep up with the girl's thoughts.

"Crack~!"

The girl squatted on the ground, holding the back of her head, but the expected pain did not appear.

"We'll switch roles in a bit. I hope you guys can handle this~!"

An inexplicably familiar voice sounded, and the girl suddenly raised her head to look.

A tall and well-proportioned figure, jet-black hair, and... that incomparably reassuring aura.

"Brother Li En!!!"