Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

After sending LeBlanc away, Ryan walked out of the camp.

Slowly walking to the coast, listening to the roar in his ears, smelling the rotten breath brought by the resentful spirit in the air, Ryan's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Did you even find them?"

"Friends and Foes!"

"Live and die!"

Two very different voices sounded beside Ryan, the former gentle and compassionate, the latter fierce and hoarse.

"What shall I call you? Sheep and wolf?"

Ryan smiled and turned around, looking at the extra white and black souls around him.

"what ever!"

The black wolf spirit's voice was impatient:

"You should understand our purpose."

Hearing this, Ryan just smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to hold it in the air.

hum! !

The sea in front suddenly surged, thousands of meters away, the sea raised a huge wave of 100 meters, and countless waterspouts swept up.

Under this mighty force like a natural disaster, the resentful spirit was consumed in the blink of an eye.

"Is this strength enough?"

"Not enough." Yang Ling's voice was calm.

The strength just shown is very strong, but in their eyes, it is just a common farce.

"What about your power?"

The corners of Ryan's mouth were slightly raised, and he turned to look at the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit.

These two are known as the Eternal Hunting Twins in Runeterra, the spokesmen of the **** of death.

Whenever someone who believes in them is about to die, they show up and take that soul with them.

They exist because of their beliefs, and they grow stronger because of their beliefs.

However, after seeing it in person, Ryan found that it was not so simple.

artificial death...

Although neither the sheep nor the wolf are strong, the existence behind each other is enough to arouse Ryan's interest.

"Our power...!"

The wolf spirit wanted to say something vicious, but was gently interrupted by the sheep spirit:

"It doesn't matter, does it?"

From Ryan's words, Lamb Ling already understood what Ryan meant.

"It really doesn't matter."

Ryan laughed dumbly, with his hands behind his back, looking at the beauty of the sea and the sky in the distance.

After a long time, until the wolf spirit became impatient, he said calmly:

"The existence of Mordekaiser is blocking your way, and you want to destroy it."

"But if the Empire doesn't give you enough, you'll think it's better to mix with Mordekaiser."

"It's really hard to choose..."

Saying that, Ryan's tone was rarely helpless, but from the look on his face, he didn't seem to have any headaches because of it.

"You said you were lingering in the corner of the world, don't you take advantage of this to jump out?"

Reaper, is a huge organization in Runeterra.

Before the birth of Mordekaiser, this vast organization continued to spread beliefs, allowing humans and other intelligent beings to believe in the **** of death, and extradite their souls.

And the destination of the soul, I can think of it, either assimilated by them, or become one of them.

Judging from the information that Ryan has learned, this Death God organization is actually not strong.

Even after thousands of years of wind and rain, the strongest are not even as good as the soul of Ionia, let alone the peak demigods of the Freljord.

Especially after Morde Caesar was born, most of the souls were plundered into the underworld, which greatly affected the work of the gods of death.

Ryan could see that the sheep spirit and wolf spirit at their peak would never be weaker than Aatrox.

But right now, it's not even comparable to Sivir.

Live by faith and die by faith.

As long as no one in the world knows about the Eternal Hunting Twins, then the wolf spirit and the sheep spirit will die out.

With the birth of Noxus, there are fewer and fewer people who can believe in the **** of death.

Ryan believed that at this moment, there must be another **** of death standing in front of Mordekaiser.

Very simple speculation.

If Noxus wins the underworld, the number of people who believe in the gods of death will decrease, and the gods of death will gradually die out.

If the underworld is better than Noxus, although Runeterra will become a dead zone, the gods of death can also exist in the underworld.

Clearly, Noxus has fewer chips to fight for them than the Underworld.

Unless he can promise, the other party will still harvest the dead soul of Noxus.

But unfortunately, this is an impossible thing.

Soul--the underworld--Runeterra becomes weaker--imperial damage.

Soul - Reaper - Runeterra unchanged - Empire unchanged.

Soul--Runeterra/Empire--Runeterra Enhancement--Empire Benefit.

Three different paths, obviously Noxus would only choose the third.

Death is not the end of everything, the dissipation of the soul is.

Born Noxian, the soul after death should not be insulted by others.

Whether it's Ryan or Trefary, there's only one way to go.

Allow dead souls to return to Runeterra to nurture new souls.

Essentially, they and the Grim Reaper are two-way men.

Needless to say, Lamb and Wolf also understood Noxus' thoughts.

"Go here, you will be the enemy."

"In the future, each will fight."

The voices of the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit sounded at the same time, and at the same time, the black and white souls disappeared.

Ryan watched them leave silently and shook his head slightly.

From this moment.

There is no more death in Runeterra.

And the underworld will also usher in their new death messenger.

He stroked his heart with his hand and felt that his soul was a little stronger, and looked up at the sky unexpectedly:

"I intended to perform the duties of death gods for them for many years, but is this also your original intention?"

Just now, Ryan was confident that the Yonghun twins could not escape.

But in the end, he chose to give up.

The reason is very simple. He sensed the protection of Rune Land from these two people.

This is Runeterra's recognition of the duty of the Eternal Hunting Twins to drive the death gods, and therefore he chose to give up.

They are just two middle-level demigods. With the help of the power of the underworld, there are at most two high-level demigods~www.readwn.com~ But Ryan didn't expect a little bit, but his actions brought him benefit.

When the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit left, the protection on the two slowly dissipated.

And the power of the soul in the protection slowly merged into his body, providing upward nourishment for his soul.

With the continuous plundering of the energy of the underworld, Ryan has been able to perceive that his soul is getting closer and closer to that limit...

Thinking so, Ryan's eyes narrowed slightly.

After a long time, he slowly retracted his gaze and sent a message to the empire through the magic net:

"Starting today, all Runeterra is ready for battle. Death gods, here we come!"

Meanwhile, on the Bomian Islands southwest of Demacia.

A mountain of meat is sitting on the solitary rock in this barren land. Judging from the traces of blood and bones on its body, it looks like a sarcoma spliced ​​with flesh and blood, and it can only be said that it has begun to take shape.

"Indiquesus! (Speak your choice!

The gloomy Ouchen language came out of Roshan's stitched mouth, and bursts of chill filled this wasteland.

"Versumajestad! (See Your Majesty!

In front of Roshan, long voices sounded one after another.

A huge soul creature slowly emerged, slightly kneeling down, swearing his allegiance.