Void Beetle Evolution Guide

The sea dragon's massive body collapsed with a crash, and Volibear once again stretched out his thick arm, grabbing Sephiroth by the neck and lifting her up forcefully. A chilling, bloodthirsty light shone deep within the war bear's eyes, as if it would devour the sea dragon alive at any moment.

"All you do is use your size to intimidate people. You're not even as good as that little girl who dared to challenge me."

Volibear glanced at Sephie with disdain, then tossed her aside as if she were a worthless object. Even Sephie's prized physique paled in comparison to him.

The sea dragon's massive body crashed heavily onto the ground, shattering the mountain rocks. She was half-buried in the collapsing rocks, her fate unknown.

No one expected that although Sephiroth only slightly hindered Volibear, the seawater she spewed out became the opportunity for Nera to awaken.

Because the battlefield was located in a basin, the seawater spewed out by Sephiroth did not flow down the mountain, but instead gathered in the basin.

Nera's body was submerged in seawater, and the water sphere around her waist seemed to be injected with a power, beginning to spin wildly.

The surrounding seawater was drawn in by a powerful force and pulled into a deep and violent whirlpool, surging towards the water sphere and greedily sucking it into the sphere.

Chapter 317 Increased Betting, Sisters Killing Each Other

The water sphere frantically devoured the seawater, forming a shimmering protective shield that radiated an unwavering light.

The woman inside the protective shield hadn't even opened her eyes yet, but a slight smile played on her lips, her strange shadow dancing wildly in the shimmering water. At the same time, a bizarre sense of pleasure began to spread, sharply contrasting with Xiong Ling's silent stillness.

Her long, disheveled black hair framed a slender face, and her purple eyes gleamed with an unusual joy. Nera slowly opened her eyes, looked around, and murmured softly with a smile.

"I'm still alive? Where am I? And... Kai'Sa, what are you guys doing here?"

Nera's presence was as insignificant as an ant compared to Volibear, yet strangely, Kai'Sa could hear her voice clearly, like a stubborn rock that even a storm could not shake, standing in the middle of the battlefield.

"Now is not the time to explain this, let's figure out how to deal with the enemy in front of us!" Kaisa replied anxiously.

Nera looked up at Volibear directly in front of her, then quickly scanned the densely packed bear-men around her. This warrior, who was always brimming with endless joy, now showed a rare bitter smile: "We can't beat them. Even if you bring me back to life, it won't help."

How will you know if you don't try?

“I’ve tried, I’m no match for him.” Nera shook her head wearily, seemingly her belief had been shattered.

To defeat Volibear, Nera endured countless hardships. She traversed mountains and seas, starting as a five-person adventure team, but eventually becoming the only one left. She fought her way through thorns and brambles until she finally found the mysterious mountain that Kasha had mentioned.

The mountain had a peculiar shape, almost identical to its base, with an emblem made of interwoven lightning suspended above it, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Nera, overjoyed, brandished her whip and ripped the emblem off. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and Volibear answered the summons, descending upon her in person.

The giant bear's massive body stood like a mountain. Its so-called recognition meant assimilating Nera into the bear-people race, with no room for negotiation. If she did not submit, she would face certain death.

This unreasonable demand did not deter Nera; on the contrary, it strengthened her resolve to defeat the giant bear.

Her challenge was undoubtedly an insult to Volibear, a demigod. The bear was enraged and immediately ordered Nera's death, leaving no trace.

The two sides then engaged in an earth-shattering battle that lasted for three days and three nights. The intensity of the battle was beyond imagination, causing mountains to crumble and the earth to crack.

Throughout the battle, Nera was at a disadvantage, only able to dodge the giant bear's incredibly powerful attacks by relying on the protection of her shield and her agility.

Finally, in the final stage of the battle, she took advantage of Volibear's carelessness and unleashed Osiris's full-force attack, successfully severely injuring Volibear.

At that moment, Nera thought she was about to turn the tide, but the giant bear revealed another terrifying and murderous side, completely defeating her in one fell swoop.

When Nera regained consciousness, she found herself in this place.

"What if we join them?" Kassayu pressed on, determined to fight against Volibear. They needed Nera's help.

Nera glanced at the group around her again, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, before shaking her head: “Not enough. It’s quite a surprise to see you all here. I don’t know how much skill you’ve been hiding, but defeating Volibear isn’t just about having more people… Besides, our numbers are less than one-thousandth of theirs.”

"I'm not expecting to beat him, I'm talking about running!"

"Run? Where do you think you're going?" A powerful voice suddenly exploded in her ears like a thunderclap, leaving Kasha speechless as if her throat had been squeezed.

It turned out that Volibear could always hear their conversations. Even though their sizes differed by tens of thousands of times, even with thunder roaring and storms gathering, their whispers were as clear as a whisper within the bear spirit's embrace.

Volibear extended his finger and lightly drew a line in the air, instantly unleashing a bolt of lightning from his claw. Upon landing, the lightning transformed into countless raging silver pythons, forming an insurmountable pool of lightning that separated the group.

Kai'Sa and Nera were separated to the sides, while Sejuani and Ashe were driven together by lightning. Unable to hear each other, they were forced to retreat until their backs collided, at which point they realized they were not there.

"Daughter of War, offer a magnificent battle, and I may grant the victor a chance to live." The giant bear's voice boomed, lightning crackling in his mouth, amplifying the sound by dozens of decibels.

Volibear's sudden change of heart, her decision to no longer want to kill everyone but instead show leniency, left them puzzled.

"What...do you mean?" Sejuani asked anxiously.

She knew in her heart that "daughters of war" referred to them, the mothers of war, and more specifically, to her and Ash... Volibear was speaking to them.

"You two fight to the death, and the one who survives can leave," Volibear's voice rang out again, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Sejuani abruptly turned her gaze to Ashe, and seeing the same incredulous expression on Ashe's face, she realized she hadn't misheard. The bear's avatar was actually ordering her and Ashe to kill each other.

"Don't listen to him, he's trying to divide our forces!" Ashe quickly advised, fearing that Sejuani would be tempted by Volibear's offers. With the bear spirit's permission, they could hear each other's voices.

Sejuani remained silent, but her trembling shoulders betrayed the intense struggle she was going through.

Because of Avarosa's rise, Winter's Claw has suffered a lot of suppression in recent years and has gradually declined under her leadership.

This made her yearn to fight Ashe, to prove that she was not inferior to others and to wash away the shame on her body.

But when the opportunity was actually presented to her, she hesitated.

"What? Is simply surviving not enough to sway you? You're so eager to die together?" Legend has it that the giant bear is very good at reading people.

Whether he had read their minds or he already knew about their relationship, he immediately raised the stakes and offered a tempting deal: "How about this, I can't give you the large urn, but the winner will receive the help of the bear people. I will personally lead a large army to fight alongside your tribe and conquer all enemies!"

"Don't agree... I never intended to kill you."

Sejuani was struck dumb, her pupils dilating instantly. Ashe, on the other hand, looked terrified, shaking her head repeatedly and pleading with Sejuani not to give in.

However, these conditions were far too tempting for Sejuani. If she could get the help of the bear-men, even without the Great Jar, Winter's Claw could obtain enough food through war and conquest.

More importantly, with her invincible army of bear-men, she could not only easily defeat the Avarosans, who were united like an iron barrel, but also flatten Lissandra's seemingly impregnable fortress in one fell swoop.

In this way, the Winter's Claw will become the most powerful tribe on the tundra, and she will become the first War Mother to unify Freljord after the Ice Sisters.

Where Sejuani couldn't hear, Udyr was on the verge of a breakdown.

You must not agree to Volibear's demands. The Bear Spirits will silently assimilate the army, turning the warriors into mindless puppets. Even if you conquer the Avarosan tribe, the Winter's Claw will be a mere shell of its former self.

Udyr struggled with silence, trying to speak, but Volibear's voice overwhelmed his mind, crushing him. He felt as if all the words were bursting from his eyeballs, tearing through his fingers and flowing outwards.

He mustered all his willpower, reaching into his bag to pull out the Silver Spike, hoping the sting would bring him back to his senses. If he could speak before Sejuani offered... if he could speak fluently... perhaps it wouldn't be too late...

Udyr plunged the silver spike into his palm—but even as it pierced through, he felt nothing. No pain, not even the metallic heat or cold. He opened his mouth, but found himself unable to speak, instead being overwhelmed by Volibear's consciousness, which caused him to kneel.

"Daughter of War, make your decision. Conquest or destruction?" Volibear's voice echoed in the mouths of every bear-man and every spiritwalker on this land, and also in Udyr's mouth.

Sejuani snapped out of her daze, met Ashe's incredulous gaze, and drew the flail known as Winter's Wrath.

“I will burn down the farms of the South, I will use their children for hunting pleasure, I will tear down their stone walls and houses, and no one in this world will dare to defy us again!” She made her choice and pointed south. “Every inch of land where ice and snow fall will belong to me. My name will become their nightmare, and our tribe will rule forever.”

Ashe's face turned extremely grim. Sejuani had agreed to Volibear's request, which meant that the war she had tried so hard to prevent had finally arrived.

“Take up your weapons, and let’s fight a fair fight under the witness of the gods.” Sejuani pointed her hammer handle directly at Ashe.

"I will not yield, nor will I lay a hand on you!" Ashe stubbornly refused to take out the Avarosa Bow. She still had her armor, and could use her speed advantage to wear Sejuani down until she was exhausted.

"Whatever, I can't lose this battle."

As Sejuani finished speaking, a lightning-formed cage-like arena enveloped the two. The giant bear spoke, "Then fight for survival, and offer up the fallen as sacrifices!"

Looking at the additional lightning cages around her, Ashe cursed under her breath. These cages restricted her movement, and Volibear clearly didn't want her to avoid the battle.

At that moment, Sejuani charged forward, brandishing her flail.

Chapter 318 The Wild Hunt Pulls People Across a Thousand Miles in an Instant

Volibear is not invincible.

Wild Hunt, who had been secretly observing the situation, discovered the weakness hidden beneath the giant bear's tough exterior.

Admittedly, the form that Kevoribel displayed was extremely terrifying, making one not even think of fighting against him, but don't forget that he had already been worn down by Nera before, and his condition was no longer at its peak.

Moreover, maintaining this posture inevitably requires a significant expenditure of energy, so Volibear's condition is constantly declining.

This is why he forced Sejuani and Ashe into a deadly battle; he intended to provoke a brutal and bloody war, using the massive bloodshed and sacrifice to nourish himself and rejuvenate.

However, even with this crucial information, defeating Volibear remains incredibly difficult. Only by uniting everyone's strength can they find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation.

To unite everyone, Wild Hunt faces a thorny problem—he must first break through the silence imposed by the Bear Spirits and get this crucial information out, otherwise nothing will be possible.

His will instantly traveled to the Shadow Isles, thousands of miles away, and found his chosen swordsman, Iser, in what appeared to be a makeshift fortress.

As the guardian of the evil artifact, Yser stood silently on the inside of the door, leaning on the Broken King's Blade that he never parted with, like a frozen statue.

Outside the window, the squeaking of wheels and the dull thud of hammers mingled together, suggesting that someone was busily building something.

"Where is Elise?" the Wild Hunt asked.

Chronologically speaking, Elise should have become the governor of the Shadow Isles by now, but the construction of the governor's mansion has only just begun.

The Shadow Isles are in dire need of reconstruction. Even with the Noxians' notoriously fast infrastructure development, it would likely take several years or even decades to build a defensive military fortress on this colony.

Therefore, during this period, even the governor Elise and her personal guard Iser had to condescend to stay in the hastily built stone house.

Iser, whose mind was not yet fully developed, showed no surprise at the Wild Hunt's sudden visit; he simply stared blankly at a huge mirror in the room.

Wild Hunt looked in the direction she pointed and immediately realized that there must be a hidden world behind the mirror.

Given spiders' preference for darkness, she would most likely build a hidden chamber in her sleeping place to facilitate her breeding of spiders or to carry out some shady activities, and Iser would be the sentinel she placed outside.

"Never mind her, come with me, I need your help urgently."

Without a second thought, the Wild Hunt tore open a spatial rift and reached out its black claws to grab Yser.

In his enormous palm, Iser was as small as a delicate figurine, and offered no resistance to his forceful actions.

"Mmm~" The squeezing and enveloping sensation from the palm made Iser let out a soft, seductive moan. Wild Hunt was a little puzzled as to why she had become so sensitive.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Wild Hunt asked habitually, knowing that Iser wouldn't answer.

After sensing for a moment, he noticed that there seemed to be something hidden under Iser's armor, so he personally peeled off her armor.

"What is this? Bondage attire?"

After peeling back the armor, the Wild Hunt saw that Ysser was bound with a pure white rope in an extremely erotic way. The openwork grid formed a shape similar to a tortoise shell, but the binding was tighter, perhaps more accurately described as a spider web.

Wild Hunt, having never seen such a work of art since arriving in Runeterra, was momentarily stunned.

The ropes binding Iser were woven from strong spider silk, clearly the work of Elise. The ropes were too strong for human hands to break, digging tightly into her flesh, causing the surrounding fair skin to turn slightly red due to poor blood circulation.

Moreover, the weaver was well-versed in how to showcase the allure of the female body, deliberately avoiding key areas with the ropes and leaving them all exposed.

A pair of delicate breasts were made even fuller by the tight binding of the ropes. The two buds on the reddish areolas were engorged and erect, with a small hole slightly open, as if they might bloom at any moment and exude a milky fragrance.

The two small mounds were even more red and swollen than usual due to the strong binding of the ropes, and it seemed that they had been squeezed dry. A slippery sticky fluid hung on the slightly open vulva, soaking the ropes at the base of the thighs.

Wild Hunt's large hand squeezed Yser, and the latter's extremely sensitive body, which had become extremely sensitive due to training, immediately responded, and she couldn't help but groan.

"Is this how Elise always treats you?" Wild Hunt was furious. He had told Elise to teach Yser a lesson, and this was how she taught him?

Iser stammered and couldn't speak, so Wild Hunt used his fingers to cut the ropes, freeing her from her restraints, and then let the armor cover her body, which was covered with marks from the ropes, again.

"Forget it, I'll settle the score with her when I get back." If the situation weren't so urgent, he would definitely make Elise suffer.

"Wait a minute—" Just as Wild Hunt was about to take Yser away, the mirror was suddenly pushed to the side, revealing a dark passage behind it.

Elise walked out, bending over, her red hair meticulously combed back and secured with a crown.

This hairstyle, which offers absolutely no flattery to facial features, can only be pulled off by women with flawless perfection. Elise is precisely that kind of woman, and after receiving the double nourishment of the Wild Hunt, she becomes even more breathtakingly beautiful, radiating a dangerous aura.

"How do you intend to explain this?" Wild Hunt pointed to the severed spider silk on the ground.

“My dearest god, you have misunderstood me.” Elise walked straight to the Wild Hunt’s hand, pressed her soft breasts against it, and curiously touched the large hand. Then she pinched Iser’s cheek and explained, “It’s because I found out that the girl was secretly playing with the Purple Rose and it even affected her studies, so I punished her in this way.”

“Iser… Ziwei?” Wild Hunt looked at Iser and saw a hint of panic on her expressionless face, proving that Iris had not lied to him, but he still found it hard to connect a mentally challenged child with this behavior.

Why is this happening?

"Who knows? Perhaps we inadvertently became her mentors." Elise buried her head in the tiger's mouth, rubbing against it affectionately. As long as the other party was the Wild Hunt, she would be more than happy to be comforted by this big hand.

Wild Hunt was a bit of a headache. He hadn't originally planned to do it at the old house, but Elise had aroused his desire, so he gave it a vivid demonstration in front of Iser. He hadn't expected the girl to have such a strong learning ability; she had learned it all on her own.

"Even if Iser was indeed in the wrong, you can't punish her in this way, can you?"

“Iser’s mind is at a child’s level, but her physical desires are at an adult level. It’s too difficult for her to learn self-control. Besides, there are more than just the two of us on the island now. If we’re not careful, she might do something wrong.”

Elise's words reminded Wild Hunt that things were indeed different now. Many Noxian officers and soldiers had come to the Shadow Isles, and some contact was inevitable.

Newborn Iser is just like an infant, completely clueless. If we don't take precautions, he could easily be kidnapped.

Especially since among these people are spies sent by LeBlanc and Swain respectively, they certainly won't let this opportunity pass them by.

"So? How do you plan to correct her?"

"No, I won't correct her. I think it's better to guide than to suppress. I'll simply cultivate her desire and use her interest in this area as a reward to motivate her to learn more proactively. By the way, I can also practice rope bondage techniques on her, preparing for any future needs..."