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As the wave of flames engulfed tens of thousands of people, streams of gray power were refined by the massive pentagram magic circle and then poured into the crystal balls floating beside the mages.

As this power continued to be injected, the purple light inside the crystal ball became increasingly intense.

Finally, these crystal balls, which were transparent when Noxus invaded Ionia, turned into dark purple amethyst crystal balls.

"call........"

A magician sighed softly, seemingly having expended considerable energy.

He gazed at the amethyst sphere brimming with mysterious energy, his eyes filled with a fervent light.

"My soul power is finally full."

The magician muttered to himself.

This transparent crystal ball can store the soul power of ten thousand people.

The "soul power" that these magicians speak of is the power of the human soul.

This power of the soul is related to the very existence of humanity; it is an indispensable existence.

Therefore, the only way to obtain this power is to kill and steal souls.

Right now, his magic orb is clearly full.

This means that there is the power of ten thousand wronged souls within!

Two hundred cabinet magicians, each possessed one of these crystal balls.

This means that the Black Rose's goal is to acquire the soul power of two million people!

Of course, the stronger one will always have much more soul power than the weaker one.

This estimate of two million people is a conservative one.

With so much soul power, how could we possibly collect enough without a massive war?

The mages knew that as the war entered its next phase, they could no longer blatantly harvest soul power.

Because such a large-scale massacre in Galin would soon provoke a backlash from other provinces of Ionia.

Only then will Ionia reveal the terrifying nature of this nascent land.

With the backing of the Noxian Empire and Swain drawing fire from Warnerly, Black Rose and Duguel could then escape unscathed.

Now, the magician has successfully completed the task given to him by the Black Rose.

Even with the horrific massacre that Dukur unleashed in the province of Galin, he was still some distance from the Black Rose's goal of two million.

The magician was able to fill the crystal ball first because he was always at the forefront of the battle and also had good luck.

It's important to understand that not every person's soul power can be harvested in time.

Harvesting soul power is also a skill.

Even some magicians' crystal balls are only less than half full.

The magician smiled knowingly, seemingly already imagining the rewards he would receive upon returning to the empire.

—That maddening, unattainable thing!

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

Silence, absolute silence.............

As the destructive wave of flames swept in, the death and agony that Riven had imagined did not come.

Instead, a long period of tranquility followed.

Riven suddenly opened her eyes, staring incredulously at everything around her.

A thin layer of black mist surrounded her, separating her from the flames outside.

At this moment, she was right in the middle of the raging flames.

However, this terrifying dark green flame wave could not penetrate the black mist in the slightest, and could not cause her even the slightest damage.

"How is this going?!!"

Riven felt no joy at surviving the ordeal; instead, she was filled with horror.

Within this small space isolated by black mist, Riven was filled with astonishment.

Riven's composure, honed through years of experience on the battlefield, quickly calmed her down, and she didn't dwell too much on the bizarre scenery around her.

Instead, after thinking for a moment, he took a deep breath and asked slowly.

"who is it?"

"Since you saved me, why don't you show yourself?"

Riven looked around, but found nothing.

As Riven finished speaking, the surrounding black mist finally stirred slightly.

The thin layer of black mist began to dissipate slightly, making one wonder if this dissipation would allow the flames on the outside to burn in.

However, the reality is that no matter how thin the black mist is, the flames cannot break through this seemingly fragile defense.

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On the contrary, the flames that were close to the black mist seemed to be slowly being swallowed up by the black mist.

This made Riven even more alarmed.

What exactly is this black mist?!

It can even devour this terrifying dark green poisonous fire!

Before long, the dissipated black mist condensed into a figure. Upon seeing this figure, Riven's body suddenly stiffened, and then her pupils began to contract violently.

"How... could it be you...?"

Riven's voice was filled with disbelief and bitterness.

"Long time no see, Riven."

A gentle voice reached Riven's ears; the voice was so familiar.

Just moments ago, she was still reminiscing about the owner of that voice.

But then something magical happened.

At this very moment, she truly reunited with the owner of this voice in this eerie scene.

"What on earth is going on...?"

Riven gazed at the two worlds separated only by a fog, yet worlds apart, and asked in a bitter, hoarse voice.

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"And who exactly are you?!"

She withdrew her gaze and finally fixed it on Foygo.

Despite Riven's questioning, Fryego's face remained as gentle and calm as ever.

"I am who I am."

"It's the person you see right in front of you."

Folger spoke softly, and the familiar gentleness in his tone suddenly stirred a nameless anger within Riven.

No! You are not him!

"Who are you?!"

Riven took a step forward abruptly, staring intently into Fryegor's eyes, as if trying to force him to reveal something.

Seeing this, Foygo could only shake his head helplessly.

“I am Leon Gures, a general on the Eastern Front of the Noxian Empire.”

"Also, the Dark Lord, a god revered by all in the Kingdom of Bilgewater."

"Also, on the Shadow Isles, the Ruined King Folgoth, who commands millions of dead souls."

"These are all me."

"And I am who I am."

Upon hearing Fryegor's words, Riven initially remained calm, but soon she slowly collapsed to the ground.

Why it came out like this?

At this moment, Riven felt nothing but confusion.

She felt as if her world had completely collapsed at that moment.

This man was actually telling her that he was a god?

Tears welled up in Riven's eyes and streamed down her war-smoked face.

..........

"I know all of this is hard for you to accept."

"But Riven, please listen patiently to the end."