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However, he didn't think he had made a mistake in his choice. To be honest, this kind of unrestrained power could easily backfire. As long as he stayed away from Zolani, it wouldn't be long before she collapsed because she couldn't control the power.

"What do you want to do?" Wild Hunt asked.

"If I team up with Kyle, can we defeat her?" Kaisa herself wasn't very confident.

"Difficult. Besides, Kyle is known for his strong sense of justice; why would he be willing to join forces with you?"

"But I've never been a villain." Mei Ne Yong, I have you, I'm free, Lin Zai Zai, I'm not here...

"You can take a gamble if you want, but never put your back on the Protoss... Zolani is a living example."

Wild Hunt gave one last piece of advice: he would decide based on the situation. If all else failed, he would teleport Kai'Sa away again.

The barrier shattered, and Kyle was caught in the onslaught of chains. The chains bound her limbs, suspending her in mid-air with her arms outstretched like a tortured victim.

While she was unable to move, a chain shot straight toward her chest.

Chapter 452 No One Returns in Triumph

Just before the chain was about to pierce Kyle's chest, a void rift appeared out of nowhere between them, allowing the chain to plunge straight into it.

In that instant, a terrifying feeling overwhelmed Zolani, as if she had fallen into an endless vortex.

A passageway was surrounded by terrifying monsters, all lurking outside the threshold barrier, waiting for their chance to strike... This feeling lasted for less than a second, but she felt like she had grown a year older.

Taking advantage of Zolani's distraction, Kasha opened the exit in front of her in the passage. The chains shot out and pierced Zolani's eye sockets, causing her to scream in agony, her cries shaking the earth.

Kai'Sa's sudden help startled the bound Kayle, but she felt no gratitude. She decisively recalled Mihira's flaming sword and severed the blood-red chains binding her limbs.

The two exchanged a glance. Kaisa's intention was clear: she wanted them to cooperate to defeat Zoranny before discussing anything else. However, Kyle was the first to look away, seemingly unable to maintain eye contact with Kaisa for long.

This subconscious action made the Wild Hunt more wary of her. Although Kyle was determined to abandon human emotions, she still couldn't control her momentary impulse. She wasn't a god, but a human with divine power.

In agony, Zolani pulled out the chain, but the hook at the end of the chain tore her entire eyeball out, leaving it bleeding profusely, with the dangling nerve bundles behind it constantly bleeding.

She was furious, and as the fleshy mass in her eye socket twitched, a brand new eyeball grew out.

However, the size of the eyeballs doesn't quite match the size of the eye sockets. The swollen eyeballs almost fill all the space inside the eye sockets, making them look like they might burst open at any moment, which is particularly creepy.

"I think I underestimated you." Zolani stuffed her eyeball into her mouth, chewed and swallowed, grimacing as if savoring the pain that Kaisa had inflicted on her.

With a piercing shriek, countless chains, carrying a blood-red tornado, shot forth like the mythical Hydra, the terrifying wind pressure pulling Kai'Sa relentlessly towards the eye of the storm.

Kaisa tried her best to retreat, but saw Kyle charging forward with twin swords in hand. Burning flying swords surrounded her, exuding an unstoppable momentum.

Her eyes were fixed on Kyle, hoping to see a miracle happen, but the next second Kyle was easily torn apart by the storm.

The golden armor was slashed open by the fierce wind, leaving bloody marks. The steel wings were torn to shreds, and the drifting feathers were swept away by the gale, falling helplessly to the ground.

All Kai'Sa could do was to take Kyle away before Zoranny's chains could pull him away.

Now she's all alone on the battlefield, dragging the dying Kyle along in a solitary battle.

"Kasha, hang in there! If I can possess Kayle, things might turn around!" Wild Hunt cried out in Kasha's mind as the situation changed.

Before this, he had never thought that he could get close to the Protoss of Justice, but now that the half-crippled Kayle was so close, he couldn't help but be moved.

The Wild Hunt's voice instilled conviction in Kai'Sa, and her eyes hardened as she resolved to fight Zolani to the death!

……

In a corner unnoticed by anyone, a blue teleportation magic circle suddenly lit up, and a figure appeared.

He was shirtless, his blue-purple skin, twisted by magic, covered with dense runes.

He carried a huge scroll on his back, a book hanging from his waist, and his hands were filled with arcane energy that had not yet dissipated.

A stern face, weathered and wrinkled, bearing the marks of time, etched with sorrow and resilience.

This man was Ryze, the Rune Collector, one of the survivors of the Great Ruin. He was summoned by Kayle and teleported himself to Narimar using Warp Path.

Ryze quickly climbed the ridge, Kayle's apostle standing silently beside him. He was eager to see what had happened to make the Protoss turn to him for help.

However, once he reached a high vantage point and looked down at the earth, Ryze was stunned by the sight before him.

A pair of weary, weathered eyes gazed at the battlefield strewn with corpses and a raging inferno, and at the savage Darkin monsters in the sky. His parched lips trembled, and he was speechless for a moment.

His ally, the Protoss Kyle, was in dire straits. His tattered armor was soaked with blood, his pristine white wings were broken, and he was a disheveled mess, a far cry from the imposing figure he once was.

With his sensitivity to magic, Ryze could sense the ever-growing blood magic within Zoranny. Once she had absorbed all the power on the battlefield, Runeterra would face true catastrophe.

"How could this happen..." Ryze's heart was heavy with sorrow. Why had he been entrusted with such a crucial decision that would determine the fate of the world? (The remaining text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the preceding sentences.)

For centuries, he had watched humanity plunge itself into crisis time and again. Ryze possessed the power to save the world, but witnessing the carnage before him, he began to question whether the world was even worth saving. Had all his efforts been in vain? Was Runeterra destined for destruction no matter what?

To solve the problem, he needed to use the World Runes, but he didn't want to use them unless absolutely necessary. So he decided to use mental illusions to recreate pivotal moments in the history of Runeterra, letting his visions determine the future of the world.

He opened the magic book and began to explore the past on its pages.

The pages of the book contained his hand-drawn world runes. He continuously infused them with magic, and the flat black and white patterns came to life, revealing vibrant world runes surrounded by streams of magic!

World runes are fragments left behind by the primal magic that brought this world to life from nothingness. They can both create and destroy.

The red Overlord rune released a surge of magic, and the flowing symbols formed a portal to the past.

Ryze watched as the illusion gradually took shape before his eyes: the Icathians, driven by their desperate desire for freedom, waged war against Shurima. He already knew what was going to happen, but he watched silently. Terrifying, grotesque purple tentacles burst from the earth, engulfing the entire battlefield. The Icathians reached out to grasp freedom, but instead released the void into the darkness.

Within the green, resilient runes, Ryze saw himself unleash lightning to kill Tyrus with his own hands.

Ryze witnessed countless atrocities on Runeterra, but what pained him most was his own mentor. His mentor's teachings instilled in Ryze the virtues of self-control and patience, yet he was driven mad by the allure of the world's runes. Why? Where is justice?!

The intricate golden runes revealed a terrible conspiracy.

The inhabitants of Runeterra seem to crave power, even the most revered few atop Mount Targon. When they discovered that they could gain mental power simply by flattering the Star Forger, they didn't hesitate to offer him a shackle disguised as a crown, thoroughly enraging the Star Forger.

The blue Enlightenment runes depict a reenactment of his personal experiences.

Love is like a fog; it can blind even the most discerning monarch and drive the most patient sage to impulsiveness. Ryze watched as the king submerged his beloved's body, closing his eyes as the screams began. Ryze felt the chilling aura of death gradually emanating from the scene. All for love.

The purple sorcery runes pulled the battlefield back to a past time.

The Celestial Warriors of Shurima were once considered invincible and perfect beings, but years of facing unstoppable enemies first eroded their fighting spirit, eventually rendering them unable to fight anymore. Zoranny and Aatrox's altercation triggered a crisis powerful enough to destroy Runeterra.

Just then, he suddenly sensed a unique aura belonging to time magic.

The aura emanated from the purple figure in the sky above the battlefield, desperately trying to delay Zolani, persisting even with no chance of victory.

Her presence inspired Ryze, pulling him back to reality. Using Kai'Sa's time magic, Ryze drew upon a wisp of runic power, observing a forbidden future.

He witnessed the continued growth of the Protoss threat; she would not tolerate any dissent. First, the Crocodile God fell, then even the God-Emperor was corrupted by her blood magic, becoming her puppet. The three Protoss who came to fight Zoranny also fell under her control one after another: the War Protoss, the Guardian Protoss, and the Twilight Protoss… Not content with this, Zoranny even controlled the Protoss to launch a counterattack against the Celestials, and then used the forbidden power of celestial creation obtained from the Protoss to destroy planets and devour their cores.

Like waking from a nightmare, Ryze had found the answer from his mental illusion, as well as the mission entrusted to him—although the inhabitants of Runeterra are not perfect, they are not so sinful as to deserve extinction.

His mission was to save Runeterra.

He activated the world runes before him, and the five colors of mana flowed together, causing the surrounding rubble to float in the powerful turbulent flow of mana.

Although they are only a projection of the real runes, the power they contain is enough for him to unleash magic that rewrites reality!

The magic he channeled caused the runes on his blue skin to light up one by one. These marks extended from his feet into the ground, rapidly spreading across the entire battlefield. They slowly rotated around him, forming a dynamic, enormous magic circle.

"No!!" Sensing this immense magical power, Zoran abandoned Kai'Sa and turned to rush towards the source without regard for anything else, letting out an unforgivable scream as if she wanted to swallow Ryze whole.

"Kasha, get out of the way!" At the same time, Wild Hunt roared in Kasha's mind. He had not yet completed his possession of Kayle, so he could only tell her to avoid the effects of this unknown magic.

However, the world stood still for a moment.

A dazzling light spread rapidly outward from Ryze, gradually evolving into a constantly changing light curtain, like bubbles under the sunlight, which instantly engulfed the entire Narimar.

Chapter 453 Ionia

Wild Hunt's memories abruptly ceased the moment the magic erupted, and when his consciousness returned, he found himself inexplicably in Cassiopeia's body.

"What time is it now?" The gap in his memory made Wild Hunt ask himself. Without a smooth transition, Wild Hunt couldn't remember how much time had passed since the Battle of Narimar, nor what had happened since.

He learned from Cassiopeia that it was now seven days after the start of the war. She then asked curiously, "Master, you went to fight in Narimar, did you win or lose?"

"I don't know..."

"Don't understand?"

"Ryze arrived at the height of the battle. He cast a powerful spell, and then... Damn it, I can't sense Kai'Sa anymore. And Sephiroth, Portyl... I've lost contact with them!"

Wild Hunt frantically searched his mind, but couldn't find Kai'Sa.

Unbelievable! Kai'Sa was his first host; their connection should have been unbreakable once it was established!

How could he disappear? What did Ryze do?!

Furthermore, his connections with Sephiroth and Portil have completely disappeared, while the faint connection he had only half-established with Kyle still exists.

He was certain Kyle was still alive, but what about his retinue? What had become of them?

“These three people all participated in the Narimar Crusade, could it be…” Cassiopeia suddenly thought of the worst possible outcome. For a moment, she was suddenly glad she hadn’t participated.

"Impossible!" Wild Hunt vehemently denied. "Kai'Sa has the World Rune within her; that magic shouldn't be able to kill her. She won't perish so easily. Besides, Kayle is among them. Does Ryze really intend to risk killing Kayle to destroy everything?"

But in the end, Wild Hunt wasn't entirely confident. As far as he knew, Ryze was a ruthless man, capable of anything to achieve his goals.

Fortunately, the faint connection with Kayle proved that Ryze hadn't unleashed any devastating magic.

Then, he suddenly remembered the prophecy about Kieran.

The old Icathian mage, who was detached from the flow of time, once prophesied that Kai'Sa would lose what she cherished most during the Darkin War.

So, he was talking about Wild Hunt himself?

However, this was said by Zilean to Kai'Sa, which means that she was only lost, not dead.

Cassiopeia is the Wild Hunt's second host, so after losing contact with Kasha, his consciousness slowly transferred to Cassiopeia and reassembled.

"Kasha should still be alive. I have to find her."

Wild Hunt kept his composure. His unusually uncharacteristic behavior made Cassiopeia tremble with fear, and she dared not speak again for fear of angering him.

"If you lose your senses, how will you find a specific person in the vast sea of ​​people, Master?"

"I need to go to Narimar right now; she might still be waiting for me on the battlefield." The Wild Hunt urged Cassiopeia to leave, but she refused. (The last part, "梅呢咏有梅在空你林在在没呢," is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

“Master, we are no longer in Shurima. This is the island of Philol in Ionia.”

"Ionia..." Where did this come from? Wild Hunt choked.

He had been so preoccupied with Kasha's affairs that he hadn't noticed that Cassiopeia was currently inside a massive military fortress.

Philol is a giant island that Noxus occupied when it attacked Ionia.

Noxus continuously stationed troops on the island, and with its strong infrastructure capabilities, it built a military fortress and port across the ocean in just a few years to store military supplies when the next war broke out.

"Why are you here?" Wild Hunt asked, displeased.

"I've heard that the Spirit Blossoms of Ionia have bloomed, the first time they've bloomed since the war. Does this mean that Ionia has finally regained its former peace after suffering so much from war?"

Cassiopeia's answer did not satisfy the Wild Hunt, who countered, "You came to Philor to escape the war because you were afraid the Darkin War would reach your homeland, didn't you?"

"That's part of the reason, Master sees things very clearly." Cassiopeia twirled a strand of her long hair with her fingers, casually changing the subject without any shame. Anyway, the Wild Hunt didn't send her to the battlefield back then, so it was definitely a precautionary measure to stay far away.

Since Cassiopeia is no longer in Shurima, the only one still in Shurima is Talia.

After Wild Hunt contacted her and explained the situation, Talia, out of concern for her friend, immediately said goodbye to her family and went to the battlefield to check on the situation.

He also tried switching to Kyle's perspective, but it didn't work because the connection wasn't complete. This weak connection could only serve as a backdoor for the next connection.

Damn the Protoss of Justice! If they hadn't suddenly appeared and caused trouble, the ending could have gone smoothly as the Wild Hunt had envisioned. That bastard Kayle wouldn't have escaped his grasp!

And then there's Ryze. Wild Hunt didn't bother him; instead, he came looking for trouble. If it weren't for him, Wild Hunt wouldn't have lost contact with Kai'Sa. He has to pay the price!

“Master, it’s fine if I want to go back to Shurima to find someone. Talia is in Shurima, isn’t she? Just teleport me there, and I can help you find Kai’Sa,” Cassiopeia suggested.

"No need, Talia can handle this. I need you to stay in Ionia to do other things."

"What is it?!" Cassiopeia became inexplicably excited, as if she had just thought of something.

“Kasa might not be waiting foolishly on the battlefield. Without the protection of her armor, it would be dangerous for her to stay there. So even if Talia goes, she might not be able to find her. To be absolutely sure, I’ve come up with a way to contact her with 100% certainty, and luckily we’re in Ionia right now.”

The Wild Hunt's solution was simple: travel to the Garden of Forgetfulness in Ionia. In that garden grew a Dream Tree, its buds overflowing with dreams, allowing one to enter anyone's dream.

Through the Dream Tree, Wild Hunt can contact Kai'Sa in his dreams, confirm the time and place, and then go to see her.

However, before heading to the Garden of Forgetfulness, the Wild Hunt first needs to find another person to ensure the plan can proceed smoothly.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Wild Hunt pinched Cassiopeia's round, perky buttocks, urging her to move quickly.

Cassiopeia rubbed her bottom and asked with a pitiful look, "But you still haven't told me where to go!"

"The person I'm looking for is on this island, Darye Asila, the Dream Pool of Philol."

Chapter 454 The Sleeping Witch