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

What was originally a swamp inhabited by Wang Yang was completely evaporated by Qian Jue's attack.

Qianjue stared at the massive crater that stretched for a thousand meters and fell silent.

Because in the very center of the pit, there is a hole about ten meters wide.

Without a doubt, that cunning demon has already escaped.

Suddenly, Qianjue turned and looked into the distance.

Because there, the fluctuations of battle had gradually ceased.

This means that the outcome on the other side has already been decided.

Whether Fryego defeated Nagakaporos or Nagakaporos defeated Fryego.

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At this point, there was no need for Qianjue to rush over.

Because he knew that even if he were to go back in time, it would be impossible to achieve her goal.

Just as Qianjue was about to turn away and wait for the next opportunity, a voice suddenly appeared in her ear.

"You've already come all this way, why are you in such a hurry to leave without even meeting the owner?"

"Isn't that a bit impolite, Kindred?"

Upon hearing the sound, Qianjue stopped in her tracks and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Not far away in the sky, a proud figure stood in the air, looking down at her with indifferent eyes.

It was Foygo who came from the sea.

"King of Ruin, sooner or later I will definitely send you into the cycle of reincarnation."

Qianjue looked at Foygo and said in a somewhat cold voice.

It can be said that Fryegor is Kindred's greatest enemy in Runeterra.

Long before, Folgo had transformed into the King of Ruin, using the power of ruin to devour souls, turning living beings into the dead, and disrupting the order of life and death.

Foygo had already become a thorn in Kindred's side.

Now, Folyago has strangely gained recognition from the death rules of Runeterra.

This was even more unacceptable to Kindred!

What is this? A person who twisted the rules of the cycle of death has become a symbol of death?

Qianjue couldn't understand how Fryego had done it.

Theoretically speaking, Fóyego was no longer the clueless young man who appeared out of nowhere.

Rather, they are orthodox demigods recognized by the rules of Runeterra.

He should be on equal footing with Kindred, and because he is recognized by the rules, Kindred has lost any reason to interfere with Fryegor.

But the question is, who in this world doesn't want to go further?

Of course, Qianjue wanted to too!

He wanted to become the sole symbol of death in Runeterra, to become the true god representing the power of death!

To achieve this goal, the only option is to eliminate Fryego!

Therefore, no matter what, Kindred remains Frye's mortal enemy.

Now, enemies are especially hostile when they meet.

Kindred could not maintain the same calm and composed demeanor as Fryegor.

The hatred and contempt in his tone were almost palpable.

To this, Foygo simply gave a faint smile.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, like a stagnant pool, Foygo had already made up his mind.

Kindred won't leave here unscathed!

Even now, Feuergo's death divinity has been exhausted, and he has just experienced a great battle.

He also wanted to teach Qianjue a lesson.

Otherwise, everyone would want to kick him while he's down, and that would be terrible.

If it weren't for his meticulous planning, he would probably be the one sealed away on the Shadow Isles right now.

"Oh?"

"It seems you want to leave something behind before you go?"

Foljego's gaze met Kindred's eyes behind the mask in mid-air.

next moment.

"boom!!!"

An arrow formed from black mist collided with a pure white arrow in mid-air.

The animosity between the two was far beyond what could be expressed in words.

Only blood and fire can temporarily vent the hatred in the hearts of both sides.

"Chase him down, you wolf!!!"

Kindred drew his bow again, and the black wolf once more transformed into an arrow and attached itself to the bow.

The hunt, a symbol of death, began to coalesce on Kindred's bow.

Seeing Kindred's attitude, it's clear he truly hates Fryego.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have used their ultimate move the moment they met.

Seeing Kindred enlarge, Foygo did not hesitate at all, and billowing black mist poured out.

In Foygo's hands, it transformed into a giant sword nearly a hundred meters long.

Foygo raised the massive sword, hundreds of meters long, almost overhead. A terrifying, destructive power churned and condensed within the black mist, and from time to time, the wails of vengeful spirits could be heard emanating from the sword.

"go to hell!!"

Kindred's long-planned attack was finally complete. He released the bowstring again, and the dark streak of light, symbolizing death and pursuit, transformed into a black wolf in the air, rushing towards Feuergo.

At the same time, Foygo slammed down his massive black mist sword, which was hundreds of meters long.

The Black Mist Greatsword and the Black Wolf Stream of Light clashed in mid-air.

The terrifying death energy released when the two came into contact was enough to render this swamp barren for hundreds of years.

Just as the two were locked in a struggle, Foygo seemed to suddenly sense something.

Foygo vaguely sensed that the surrounding space seemed to be fluctuating slightly.

At that moment, Foygo no longer concealed his power, unleashing all the destructive energy within him at once.

This was not done to overpower Kindred and win the duel.

It's for... defense!

The surging black mist transformed into a barrier, enveloping Foyego within it, instantly forming a 360-degree defense.

Meanwhile, Kindred simply watched Fryego's strange behavior with indifference.

He didn't quite understand Fryego's behavior, but he assumed that Fryego knew he was no match and was preparing to fight back in defense after his defeat.

With Foygo multitasking, the roaring black wolf began to gain the upper hand, and the hundred-meter-long black mist giant sword began to crack inch by inch from its tip.

With Kindred constantly increasing their bets, it seemed that Black Wolf was about to overwhelm Greatsword and achieve final victory.

at this time.

"Hehehehe..."

A cold laugh, seemingly originating from another world, suddenly appeared.

Just hearing that laughter sent a chill down Fryego’s spine.

At that moment, Foygo's pupils contracted slightly, as if he had made a connection to something, and his heart tightened immediately.

"I am destiny!!!"

The voice, as cold as steel, rang out again, accompanied by two terrifying iron hands emerging from a spatial rift in the sky.

These iron hands seemed to emerge from the abyss, carrying a chilling, deathly aura.

Two iron hands, one on the left and one on the right, reached out to grab Qianjue.

At this moment, Kindred was still in the crucial moment of exchanging blows with Fryegor, and he never expected that someone would make a move against him at this time.

At this moment, Kindred was in complete disarray.

On the other side, Foygo was prepared. He abandoned the black mist greatsword in his hand and condensed the black mist surrounding him into a giant shield.

The pitch-black wolf of destruction surged toward Folgo, but in Kindred's panic, Folgo managed to dodge it by a narrow margin.

Meanwhile, Foygo's massive black mist shield blocked the attacking terrifying iron hand, buying him a precious respite.

Foygo quickly withdrew and backed away, creating some distance.