Void Beetle Evolution Guide

This ancient craft seems to carry a mysterious power, giving people a sense of peace of mind.

Just as she placed her hand on the large urn, preparing to lean in and look inside, a very faint groan came from beside her.

The sound was so faint it was almost imperceptible, and was instantly drowned out by the rolling thunder, but Sejuani was convinced she hadn't misheard.

Sejuani bent down to look and found a woman at the bottom of the large urn.

The woman's appearance was quite peculiar; she wasn't of Ice Descent, yet she wore only a thin yellow garment in the snowy landscape. Her skin was dark brown, and her ears...

Iron rings were still attached to her nostrils, connected by chains, swaying gently with her faint breathing.

Sejuani was dumbfounded.

How could someone survive in such a place ravaged by lightning and with such a harsh environment? And how could she miraculously escape being struck by lightning? It's truly unbelievable.

Just as she was hesitating about what to do with the woman, Kasha walked up from behind and said the woman's name with great surprise.

"Nera?! What's she doing here?"

Chapter 315 Nila Reappears

"Is she one of yours too?" Sejuani asked when she saw Kasha blurt out the name of the woman at the bottom of the urn.

“No, she came on her own. She’s not one of us.” Kasha’s gaze fell on Nera, her expression somewhat complicated.

"Is she also here to steal the large urn?"

Sejuani stared intently at Kai'Sa. Kai'Sa saw a flash of obsessive possessiveness in Sejuani's eyes, shook her head, and explained, "Just think of her as a berserker like Olaf. She's here to fight, but her target is Volibear himself."

Upon hearing this, Sejuani's gaze swept back and forth between Kai'Sa and the unconscious Nera, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The woman before him, apart from the water sphere at her waist that rolled on its own as if it were a self-contained entity, looked to no other than an ordinary human being. Her audacity to claim she was challenging a demigod was simply a fantasy.

“You said she came to challenge Volibear, so does her lying here mean she has lost?” Sejuani pressed.

Kasha didn't answer, but her furrowed brows gave the answer.

Nera's campaign against Volibear most likely failed, which is why she was left here. This means that their plan to use Nera to delay Volibear has fallen through.

Of course, there's another possibility: that Nera successfully conquered the urn and then kept it as a spoil of war. But judging from Nera's disheveled state, that's just wishful thinking.

"Hurry up, Volibear could appear at any moment," Kai'Sa urged.

Sejuani's eyes sharpened as she realized the urgency of the situation, and she quickly peered into the large urn.

Inside the large urn was a small amount of red meat broth, its color rich and deep, resembling a boiling tomato pot, bubbling and releasing a strong and mellow aroma.

The aroma instantly whetted Sejuani's appetite, making her ravenously hungry, and her stomach began to rumble and churn uncontrollably.

Sejuani showed no embarrassment whatsoever and immediately removed the water bladder containing the spirits.

In the frigid North, ordinary water is easily frozen in sub-zero temperatures, making it impossible to drink in time. Therefore, her water sac is usually filled with high-proof liquor.

But at this moment, she poured all the precious wine into the lava, letting it be ignited and the flames rise. Then she put the empty water bag into the large urn and began to fill it with broth.

After filling the sac with broth, Sejuani eagerly brought it to her lips and gulped down a mouthful. She prayed frantically to Ornn, hoping the broth truly possessed the miraculous powers the old blind man had described.

They paid a heavy price to get here. If the urn is ineffective, not only will her people have sacrificed themselves in vain, but Winter's Claw will also be torn apart.

Fortunately, the broth did not disappoint her.

After taking a bite, Sejuani was too excited to taste much, but she immediately felt a strong feeling of fullness bursting in her stomach, and the warmth of being full spread quickly throughout her body.

What's even more astonishing is that the pain in her foot is also lessening, as if the wound is healing at an unimaginable speed. In less than a minute, she was able to walk normally again with her fractured ankle!

"The legends are true! This soup can not only fill you up with just one sip, but it can also heal wounds!"

After experiencing it firsthand, Sejuani was now completely convinced that the Great Jar was a divine artifact, and had no more doubts in her heart.

This thing could absolutely save Winter's Claw; she has to bring it back to the tribe!

She hurriedly brought the water pouch to Steelmane's side and fed the broth from the large urn to Udir and Olaf, hoping that the broth's medicinal effects would help them recover quickly.

Almost immediately, the two began to wake up after drinking the broth.

"Damn it, I saw the wolf spirit, and I dragged it back!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Olaf threw a tantrum in utter frustration, completely disregarding the excruciating pain of his ruptured wound.

The wolf spirit he mentioned is not the beast spirit, but one of the two faces of the Reaper in Runeterra.

Kindred, as a pair of spirits symbolizing death, are independent of each other, yet they have never been separated.

For those who accept their fate with equanimity, the longbow of the sheep spirit can swiftly send them away from the paradise of the living; while those who attempt to escape their destiny are hunted down by the wolf spirit, falling painfully to its powerful bites.

And a violent death is precisely what Olaf pursued throughout his life.

On the other hand, Udyr was relieved to have survived. If he had died here, his body would have been controlled by the bear spirit.

Perhaps, this will put him on the opposite side of Sejuani, turning them into enemies, and causing father and daughter to fight each other.

At the same time, Saifei, Ahri, Aishe, and others also arrived at the large urn.

Out of curiosity, they each took a bite, and strange expressions appeared on their faces as they frowned deeply.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Kasha asked.

“Like a stew without salt,” Sephie replied. Perhaps because she ingested a lot of seawater while eating the sea monster, the taste was a bit salty and fishy.

"How should I put it? It feels very wild." Ahri stuck out her tongue and replied subtly.

Their comments made Kasha give up the idea of ​​taking a sip; even a culinary enthusiast has their own preferences.

“How are the Winter's Claws going to take this thing away? They don't have enough manpower; they probably can't lift it.” Ashe tried to push the large urn, but it didn't budge. She patted it again, making a dull "bang bang" sound.

“We don’t need you to do it for us, we can do it ourselves.” When Sejuani saw Ashe approaching the urn, she quickly led Bristleback over, making a subtle gesture of driving her away, as if she wanted to take control of the urn.

Kasha had intended to offer to use her hive space to store the large urn for them, returning it after they had safely left. However, judging from their wary demeanor, she figured they wouldn't feel comfortable entrusting the urn to them.

Sejuani directed her men, and together they tried to lift the large urn onto Steelmane.

However, just as they lifted the large urn off the ground, a dazzling blackish-purple lightning bolt descended from the sky with a devastating force, instantly blasting everyone around the urn away.

Kasha spun rapidly in the air, adjusted her posture, and landed steadily, unlike the others who fell hard.

She looked up at the large urn, only to notice that the sky had suddenly darkened, as if night had fallen in an instant.

Another bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, and a massive, mountain-like figure appeared in what had been an empty space.

It was a mountain made of muscles; just standing at its foot, its thick waist was already as tall as the mountain where Kai'Sa stood. Each of its supporting limbs was unimaginably enormous, as if it could hold up the entire world.

His ancient armor was old and tattered, pieced together from dark metal plates that emitted a ghostly glow. After hundreds of fierce battles, the bloodstains splattered on the armor had piled up in layers, congealing into a thick layer, like a cruel medal engraved by bloody battles.

Its back and shoulders were covered with countless broken weapons. These weapons, all weathered and rusty, bore witness to countless battles fought in the past.

Half of his face had been stripped of flesh and blood, revealing jagged white bones, menacing teeth, and protruding horns, making him appear exceptionally grotesque and terrifying. Bizarre.

Black blood flowed from its mouth like a trickle, dripping onto the earth, telling of endless resentment.

Four eyes, ancient, strange, and cold, their gaze seemingly able to pierce through time and space, radiating a chilling aura. At this moment, they looked down upon Kai'Sa from above, and under its massive shadow, they appeared so small, like ants.

The avatar of the Bear Spirit approached step by step, like the calm eye of a storm drawing near. The oppressive feeling it brought was no less terrifying than the sight of Belvis spreading his wings in the Pale Purple Sea.

"Don't tell me this is Volibear?!" Kai'Sa's terrified voice was torn apart by the sudden surge of the storm.

"This is Volibear, Valhal, the bear that has endured countless blows," the Wild Hunt answered in her mind.

"He's completely different from what I expected!"

Kaisa had always imagined Volibear to be a majestic, giant polar bear, but the sight before her completely shattered her expectations.

He was entirely black, as if he had emerged from an endless abyss of darkness. Several chilling eyes grew from a thick mane around his neck, coldly observing everything.

The muscles on his arms bulged high, and the thick lines exuded a sense of power, as if they contained energy capable of destroying everything.

The head was a huge deer skull, with menacing fangs that made it look particularly ferocious, and massive antlers that curved in an eerie trajectory, like an evil crown.

The darkness and blood had stained the lightning a strange purple, and the claws were made of purple ice, with lightning leaping wildly within them, sending chills down one's spine.

"You'll have to ask Nera for that," Wild Hunt said succinctly.

In fact, Kai'Sa's initial idea was not wrong; the bear spirit's avatar was indeed originally a giant white bear.

However, Volibear also harbors another, even more terrifying form, a form born for bloody battles, which has now been awakened by Nera.

It has to be said, their timing was really bad. They had hoped that Nera could buy them some time, but instead, they had to face Volibear in the second phase right away.

Chapter 316 Volibear

The imposing creature before her made Sejuani gasp; the worst had come to pass: the bear spirit's avatar had made its appearance.

Her warriors, however, cowered before her. They had fought men, trolls, and monsters, but now they were all trembling with fear.

At that moment, Udir's body began to undergo strange changes.

His face seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, gradually elongating and deforming. His originally neat teeth stretched outward, turning into huge, terrifying fangs, before shrinking back to their original shape. The hair on his skin rippled and flowed all over his body, covering him completely, and then receded like the tide in a small bay, seemingly responding to some unknown wave.

He kept growling and barking, drool uncontrollably dripping from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, Udir's eyes widened.

"They're here."

Silence swept everything away.

In an instant, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence, as if the whole world had been muted.

One by one, bear-men emerged silently from the edge of the circular pit. There were savages, wild beasts, and bizarre hybrids of bears and other creatures.

Driven by Xiong Ling, they limped, crawled, and swayed forward, forming a dense human wall that surrounded everyone.

Udyr recognized many souls on the opposite front: students, masters, former Oath-Slayers. There were clan shamans he had met while drinking, and warriors he had met on the battlefield.

They have almost lost all self-awareness. Most have forgotten that they were ever human. Some have torn their souls apart, leaving only the unyielding spirit of the bear, a boundless self-confidence bordering on rage.

"Run! What are you standing there for?!" Kasha shouted at the top of her lungs, but the presence of the bear spirit drowned out all her voices, and no one could hear her urgent cry.

She anxiously scanned the area, her gaze finally settling on the large urn in the center of the field.

Without the slightest hesitation, Kai'Sa rushed forward like an arrow, shoved the large urn into the Zerg hive, and then turned and ran, trying to signal to the others to flee.

But in the next second, a cage woven from lightning, like a giant net falling from the sky, instantly enveloped the entire mountaintop, sealing it off completely.

"You're not taking anything with you!"

This angry voice echoed from the mouths of every bear-man and every beast spirit walker on this land.

Their eyes rolled back, then turned into a pool of black water. Thousands of mouths opened simultaneously, their sounds converging into an avalanche.

Surprisingly, even Udir joined the chorus, whispering the same words.

Kasha gritted her teeth, knowing that leaving wouldn't be so easy. Even if they couldn't communicate, and even if she could escape the cage by traversing the void, how would those without armor escape? She had no choice but to fight.

Just then, she saw Sejuani run toward Nera and pour all the broth from her water sac into her mouth.

Sejuani's thinking is simple: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. If this Nira is really as strong as Kai'Sa said, then she will hold off the pressure for them for the time being.

"Struggling is futile; no one can save you. Anyone who trespasses into the territory of the Lost and attempts to seize the Great Jar will be wiped out of this land!" Xiong Ling's declaration was like rolling thunder, carrying an undeniable deterrent.

Suddenly, a huge shadow fell from the sky. Sejuani's heart tightened, and she looked up sharply. She saw Volibear's incredibly thick claws pressing down like a small mountain, the huge bear paws almost completely covering the entire circular crater.

Almost everyone was trying to stop Volibear from pressing his claws down.

Kai'Sa transformed into her long-dormant blasphemous form, purple crystals rapidly coalescing into a giant several meters tall, attempting to withstand the pressure of the giant claws. However, under the mountain-like weight, it shattered in less than a breath.

Talia exerted all her power, manipulating the stone pillar to rise from the ground. The massive stone pillar, which would take several people to encircle, was as tiny as a needle under Volibear's palm and was instantly crushed to dust.

Ashe drew her bow and fired an ice arrow in an attempt to block him. The ice arrow struck Volibear's fur, freezing only a small area before being easily dissipated by the crackling arcs of electricity flowing over it.

She anxiously turned to Sephie; only she could stop Volibear now. But Sephie couldn't hear Ashe's voice, her eyes fixed on the giant claw above her head, lost in thought.

"Hurry up! Wake up right now!"

Sejuani was still desperately trying to force-feed Nera the broth. Because her movements were too rough, the red broth dripped down Nera's lips and even into her nose, but Nera still showed no signs of waking up.

However, the more this is the case, the more it proves that he is no ordinary person.

Just as Volibear's giant claws were about to mercilessly crush everything, Sephiroth finally unleashed his power.

A blinding flash of light erupted, and Sephie's figure expanded rapidly within the light. In the blink of an eye, she had coiled up in the basin, transforming into a colossal sea dragon as majestic as a mountain. Her enormous body almost occupied all the space in the basin, and the giant bear claws that had originally blotted out the sky were now forcefully pushed back by her.

A torrent of water erupted from her mouth, striking Volibear's palm squarely. The powerful thrust of her breath forced Volibear's massive claws to continue their slow, backward retreat.

A torrential downpour began, the icy rain falling on everyone, but bringing only the joy of escaping disaster. The raindrops, landing on the lava, immediately evaporated into scalding steam, quickly solidifying into a charred, pitted surface.

As the giant claw was pushed back to its highest point by the breath, a thick beam suddenly cleaved down from the sky.

Purple lightning. The lightning was absorbed by the giant claw, resembling an angry silver python, flowing upstream along the torrent of breath.

Sephiroth's deep-sea breath abruptly stopped, as if he had been struck in the internal organs by lightning, suffering an unbearable blow.