I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

At this distance, the effect of a bow and arrow is negligible.

Currently, the two sides are not evenly matched in terms of strength.

The opposing side has about ten Gold-level experts and a hundred Silver-level experts.

On Riven's side, besides herself, there was only one other Gold-ranked expert and more than twenty Silver-ranked captains.

Soon, the two sides, whose strengths are vastly different, will clash in close combat.

..............

In mid-air, Foygo and his young apprentice had a panoramic view of the scene below.

This includes the central forest where a conflict is erupting, the scattered magicians preparing for a magical ritual (Ma Le Zhao), and the naval artillerymen quietly waiting for time to pass by the forest.

Foygo watched everything that was happening.

He saw through Dukur's plan almost instantly.

However, given Dukur's status, the scope of the situation he could create was too limited, and he wasn't particularly interested.

But to execute a plan so meticulously and to send hundreds of thousands of people to their deaths without hesitation certainly shows the potential to be a villain.

Of course, at most he can only be a villain at the level of a "captain" of a dungeon mob.

"Master, is this what war among mortals is like?"

The apprentice, who had already returned to normal, asked in a detached voice.

Unlike Fryegor, Syndra's gaze was filled with boredom.

"Yes, this is the war of mortals."

"Take a closer look and see if you can sense anything."

Fóyego spoke to his young apprentice beside him.

Upon hearing this, the little apprentice nodded obediently and slowly closed his eyes to sense it.

At this moment, the dark evil power that the young apprentice could control was only one step away from the legendary rank.

This is also the limit to which the young apprentice can remain unaffected by power.

"It seems... my power has become slightly more active?"

Syndra said in surprise.

This also revealed a hint of understanding in Foygo's eyes.

Just as I expected.

Chapter 238, Green Flames from Hell

At this moment, Foygo had roughly pinpointed the source of Syndra's power.

As if he had thought of something, Foygo's eyes flickered slightly.

The connection between the girl before him and the land beneath his feet was far deeper than Foygo had imagined.

The reason why Syndra felt her dark evil power becoming more active above the battlefield was actually quite simple.

Because beneath their feet lie the two sides engaged in the war.

Both the Ionians and the Noxians reeked of evil intent.

This is a bloody battlefield, governed only by the most primal law of the jungle.

Either you die or I die!

In order to survive, everyone will unleash their most powerful evil thoughts from the bottom of their hearts.

It was under the stimulation of this evil thought that Syndra's power suddenly became active.

This means that the source of Syndra's power is the evil thoughts of these humans!

At that moment, Foljego suddenly understood the true nature of the so-called "Spirit of Ionia".

When he looked at the girl again, his eyes held a strange meaning.

Syndra looked into Fryegor's eyes, unable to decipher the deeper meaning in them for a moment.

She immediately sensed a hint of pity and understanding in her master's eyes. But she couldn't discern anything more.

"It's alright, I'll take care of everything."

Foygo suddenly smiled and once again used the familiar gesture to place his hand on the top of the girl's head and gently stroke it.

"Um.........."

Seeing this, Syndra didn't ask any more questions, but chose to trust Fryego in her heart.

"That.........."

"Master, is there anything we need to do?"

Syndra tilted her head and asked Fiogo, as the battle below had already devolved into close combat.

Two thousand Noxian soldiers have come into contact with eighty thousand Galin, and dozens or even hundreds of them are dying every minute.

“Not yet.”

"We need to wait a little longer."

Folyad shook his head slightly.

The time is not yet ripe; he needs to wait until Black Rose's scheme is fully exposed.

Making a move now might alert the enemy.

As for the hundreds or thousands of innocent people dying every moment at his feet? What does that have to do with him?

They've ended up in this situation because of Black Rose's schemes.

Whether he's here or not, what does it matter to them? The Broken King has no obligation to save these Ionians.

In other words, the one who should save these Ionians from danger at this moment is the "Spirit of Ionia" whom they worship.

Once Foygo thwarts the Black Rose's plan, consider it revenge for these people.

Folyago, by nature, symbolizes darkness and death, not a savior hero.

Then, his gaze pierced through the clouds and landed on the female warrior wielding a runic greatsword.

Of all the people below, he actually only cared about this one.

He had been looking forward to Riven's future for a long time.

Now is not the time to go down and rescue her. Only after Riven has witnessed the cruelest reality and faced the deepest transformation should she go down to rescue her.

That was the time for Fryegor to confront Riven.

Riven is far from awakening yet.

..........

Riven wielded her runic greatsword with all her might, engaging in battle with three Gold-tier Galin.

Despite Riven's formidable strength, she was still unable to gain the upper hand against three opponents of the same rank for the time being.

The battleground of the four powerful Gold-level warriors caused others to avoid it.

But Riven was extremely anxious at this moment, because every moment her companions were dying at the hands of the Galin.

She looked around and could no longer see many Noxian soldiers; they had all fallen to the sheer number of them.

On the battlefield, life and death are inevitable.

The current situation can be described as divine retribution.

Because during this time, Riven and her warriors had slaughtered many innocent Ionians.

Riven had already realized that the current large-scale attack was likely a last-ditch counterattack by the Galin.

What she didn't expect was that the Galin's final desperate attack would backfire on her.

With the battlefield at hand, Riven has no time to worry about anything else.

However, she also knew very well that the current situation was inextricably linked to Dukur.

She had absolutely fallen into Dukur's trap!

Faced with a force forty times larger, the defensive line of two thousand soldiers was almost instantly overwhelmed.

The Galin broke through the first layer of defenses in the military camp and had already entered the camp.

Meanwhile, Riven's warriors began to tighten their defenses and retreat towards the center of the camp.

When a Galin man carrying a wooden club, searching for enemies, rushed into a military camp tent, he slowly came to a stop.

Even inside the camp, there wasn't a single enemy voice.

"what is this?"

He uttered a sound of surprise and uncertainty.

Before him lay dozens of fragile earthenware jars, densely packed together.