The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

The moment he captured the target, Ryan's figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Before the people arrived, the sky in that area had already changed.

In the originally dim sky, a splendid rune formation suddenly appeared, and dark blue runes poured down from it like a waterfall.

These runes are connected by magic to each other, weaving an airtight net, and then the runes and magic are melted like butter and fused with each other.

But in an instant, the wide black water curtain above the sky actually appeared out of thin air. The color was darker and deeper than that of the night, like a black dragon swallowing clouds and mist in the sky, rushing and rushing violently. Down.

wow—

The sound of the turbulent water flowed everywhere, with unparalleled huge energy going straight to the yellow sand and cinnamon soil.

"Whoo, whoo, whoo!"

As soon as the black giant dragon formed by magic came into contact with the ground, the surface of the sand immediately made a fierce sound of the intersection of water and fire, and then, white smoke appeared on the surface of the soil, with a pungent sour smell.

After the smog passed, what was even more surprising was that the seemingly warm water flow directly corroded the desert into a huge pothole, which was not like the rain that would wet the soil at all.

wow—

Under the continuous rushing of the black dragon, a tens of meters wide tiankeng has been formed, and the depth of the tiankeng cannot be seen at a glance.

Under the shroud of the magic dragon, the hollow below is exposed.

"Ho!"

Without warning, a roar resounded through the wilderness from the depths of the cave.

The pothole at this time is like a natural amplifier, amplifying the endless roar countless times.

Immediately afterwards, a black and purple creature jumped out.

It was a huge Void Spirit, and the roar just now came from his mouth.

It was stimulated by the black water to the surface, howling angrily, the black liquid soaked its limbs, corroded and burned, and wisps of white smoke came out.

This ethereal physique is extremely large, with a height of nearly 3 meters, its mouth is full of sharp teeth, and the giant purple tail behind it keeps beating the ground violently.

The dragon dissipated with the rune formation, and Ryan's figure slowly drifted from the sky.

He only glanced at the void creature in front of him, as if he had seen it completely:

"Remote control of the soul. The part of the soul you divided is as fragile as an ant."

After his and Syndra's research, he found that there is no such mysterious thing as a soul in the void creatures.

The essence of void creatures is fundamentally different from that of material creatures. They do not have their own consciousness, and their actions almost rely on instinct.

Even the Void creature he had captured was the principle of this behavior.

And they have also tried to inject their souls into the void creatures, but all the experimental bodies have turned into the nutrients of the void.

Although it's a pity, at least it verified his conjecture that the void cannot have souls, or they can only accept souls infected by the void.

For example, Kai'Sa...for example, the owner of this huge ethereal...

"Ryan...Meredith...Void...great...anything...cannot!"

The huge phantom roared, resonating with notes in the language of Shurima.

The corners of Ryan's mouth are slightly raised, and his tone is playful:

"Amakra? There was indeed a legend of a 'prophet' when the Empire's army occupied there."

Even if it was just a roar from Void Spirit, he could still hear the meaning behind this sentence.

In different regions of Shurima, the accents are very strange, and even the same noun has different names.

In the Kennesser area, Meredith is called 'Mereteth' with a flat pronunciation.

In the various regions of Shurima, only the Amakran accents are pronounced 'Maradish'.

It was a city near the coast of Shurima, currently under Noxus rule, and one of the first desert cities to establish Noxtola.

"Hoo! I...from...the void! I...finally...belong to...the void."

The huge virtual spirit continued to roar, and he expressed his denial for what Ryan said.

Ryan didn't answer it immediately, and after realizing that Kai'Sa was still at ease, he said again:

"Let me think about the stories I heard at the time."

"According to legend, there was a prophet who could see through the future and lived in seclusion in Amakla. He often dressed as a desert traveler and walked on the streets of the city. ."

Ryan narrated in a brisk tone. When he said this, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his tone was actually praised:

"Excellent talent for time. If you were born in the Ecacia period, you might be able to become a mage councilor there."

"Icathia...Embrace the Void...they are...heralds." Voidling roared intermittently, his voice even revealing piety.

"Void, the forbidden power they discovered, this power can devour everything, and even in their eyes, can defeat the most powerful Shurima. Then what is your pursuit?"

Ryan stood in the air, looking at the huge Void Spirit in front of him with a half-smile.

He didn't know whether the other party was fearless or did not have spiritual talent.

If the identities of the two people are reversed, he will destroy the soul in Void Spirit in the first place.

The souls of the same self, even if they are separated by half a continent, can complete information sharing in an instant.

He felt this himself.

However, this kind of transmission is not without a trace...

The more frequent the transmission, the easier it is to be spied on...

"Void...all...eventually...home. The void...means...equality!"

Voidling's eyes flashed with fear, and the long tail behind him slapped the ground, roaring and narrating his thoughts.

Ryan was standing in front of it, but it couldn't see any trace of the future... This was the first time it had encountered such a situation except for the void.

"Void? Is it also worthy of being the final destination of material life." Ryan's mouth was filled with deceit. "All material life is swallowed up, which is indeed considered to be an equal death. But it includes you and me?"

With the help of the empire, Syndra collected all the information about the "prophet" and finally passed it to him.

Among them, of course, also includes the "legend of the prophets" of Amakrah.

The prophet was not just happy to help others see into the future, he also received mundane material rewards.

At first, he gave divination to the poor, and he only needed a few pieces of brown bread as a reward, and he didn't ask for too much at all.

However, the development of things will not always be so simple.

As his fame gradually expanded, the fees charged for divination became more and more expensive, and even later, only a car full of jewelry could be exchanged for a chance to divination.

At the height of his fame, the Prophet disappeared from Amakrah.

But soon after, his figure appeared in various areas of Shurima, including the deserted deserts, the ruins of ancient Shurima...

Only those who are destined can see his true face and see their future.

Until... when he approached Icacia, there was no news at all.

Ryan looked at Void Spirit calmly, analyzing the other party's intelligence in his mind.

The void with power is not terrible, and the prophet who can only see through the small future but has no power is just a small person.

But when the two come together, they become a threat to the Empire.

Maybe Ryan's previous question was too sharp or complicated. The huge ethereal spirit was silent for a long time, and even its tail stopped slapping the ground.

It let out a harsh roar again:

"The void...equal...and I...already...a member of...the void...you, embrace, the void...you, will...be...the new... .God!"

Hearing this, Ryan's dull expression was filled with interest.

Void, it seems that there is not only the special case of "prophet". Such words should not be said by the "prophet", and there is a high probability that it comes from the existence behind the other party.

Sometimes relying on an entire empire, the resources mobilized are unimaginable for ordinary people.

For example, if he wants to get news about the "prophet", he will know all the traces of its appearance within a few days.

At the same time, the Empire will conduct a special analysis for this purpose, and establish a comprehensive analysis file about the character of "The Prophet".

Of course, almost every important person related to the empire has similar inductions and records. And all the character files are stored in the safest place in the empire.

In the references given by Swain and the imperial think tank, the 'prophet' is a 'saint' who sees through the world.

Because I can see through the future destiny of others, because I have experienced the leap from the bottom to the top, because there is a gap in wealth...

So the "prophet" can predict things that are difficult for ordinary people to see.

At that time, according to his own character, Swain passed a paragraph:

'If those who see everything have no faith of their own, they will long for the end of the world. ’

In the eyes of the "prophet", there will be no concept of honor and inferiority, and he will think that these should not exist.

Therefore, the assumption of making him a **** cannot exist in itself.

If it wasn't for a stronger and more magical existence behind the "prophet", then... it can only be that he saw his future, and his future really became a **** of the void.

Two possibilities, corresponding to both very interesting results.

The corners of Ryan's mouth were slightly raised, his facial features relaxed, and he seemed to feel a long-lost pleasure.

Magic is a way to maintain his endless curiosity and knowledge, and in front of him, it seems that many unknown mysteries are slowly being revealed.

"Void gods, I'm curious how powerful they really are."

Voidling seemed to sense the disdain in Ryan's words, staring at each other with wide eyes and roaring eyes, those dark eyes glowing with purple light, burning the tyranny of destroying the world:

"The void...god...can...devour...the world!"

"Really confident, UU reading www.uukanshu.com then I would like to see how it will destroy us."

Ryan gave a mocking chuckle, then his tone hardened and added:

"Earlier, the ancestors of the Freljord fought against you, and then under the glory of ancient Shurima, the Void was forcibly repulsed. Hehe... You really can't learn a lesson."

Ryan's face suddenly became indifferent, he raised his chin slightly, his figure was upright and floating in the air, and his robe was as cold as a flag behind him.

At this moment, the supreme authority of the Noxian Empire was fully reflected in him, the majesty engraved in his bones.

In the next moment, the light of the rune in his eyes seemed to penetrate the soul of the imaginary spirit, and directly glimpsed the truth of the other party.

He raised his head slightly, and his gaze was directed towards the depths of Icacia.

"My empire and I await your invasion, Void!"

His words seemed to penetrate the limitations of space and landed directly on the real area where the 'prophet' was.

There, a large void passage was opened, and through it, a human-shaped figure could be seen standing on the plane of the void.

Almost every minute and every second, this void channel is slowly expanding. Although the speed is very slow, if there is no limit, it will one day be able to carry the coming of the void.

"Ryan Meredith..."

Deeper in that human figure, there seemed to be countless dark shadows lurking in the void.

One of them seemed to move, and then came a quaint and chaotic Acacia language:

"Void, greetings to you!"

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