Void Beetle Evolution Guide

"No need for charm, I know Lilia, leave it to me!" Ahri had actually noticed Lilia's presence a while ago. She stepped forward, hands behind her back, tilted her head, and raised her voice slightly like she was coaxing a child: "Little deer without pants, look who's here?"

"Ah... Ahri?!" Lilia opened her eyes and saw a face she had met once before. After realizing what the other person had said, her face flushed red, and even the flower bud on her head emitted wisps of steam: "Ahri, you're so mean!"

When Ahri first came to the Garden of Forgetfulness, Lilia hadn't even been born yet. In her eyes, Lilia was just a shy little girl. Just like adults like to joke about a child's little pigtails, Ahri would tease Lilia, who wasn't wearing pants, without any shame, watching her blush and run away in a panic.

"What happened to you?"

"Ahri! Quick! Someone's trying to kill me!" Lilia's thought process was a bit slow, and after going around in circles, she finally realized that Ahri was a savior sent by heaven, and hurriedly stammered for help.

"Don't worry, Syndra won't kill you. You just need to help her find a certain dream, and she'll leave," Ahri reassured her patiently with a smile.

Really?

"Really, I'm not lying to you, I promise you."

Ahri gestured for Syndra to put Lillia down. The fawn shakily stood up from the ground, still very nervous, her four legs turned inward, swaying and almost falling over.

This made her even more embarrassed. She felt that her four legs weren't as stable as others' two, and she was sure she'd be laughed at. Sure enough, Ah Li giggled, each laugh sounding like a mallet pounding on the back of her knees.

"Who are you looking for?" Lilia asked timidly. "Don't tell me the name, I don't recognize it."

“A Shuriman, with purple hair, should be easy to spot.”

"Shurima... over here, follow me." The dewdrops that had condensed in the dream seemed to be divided into sections. Lilia tried to tame the four legs that were moving independently and led Ahri in a certain direction.

Finding the specific dewdrop that carries someone's dream in a vast forest is not easy, and even with the three of them joining the search, they still find nothing.

Chapter 476 News of Kasha

"Why can't I find her?" Ahri thought that Kai'Sa's unique purple hair should be easy to find, but she overlooked the fact that there are too many dreamers in the world at this moment, and it is not easy to find a specific person among them.

"Don't worry, I've already asked the elves to help look. The person you're looking for might not be asleep yet. Once she's asleep, I...we'll be able to find her," Lilia said earnestly.

As she spoke, she suddenly shrank her arms, blushed, and stammered, "Ah Li, after this is over, I...I might have something to ask you."

"what's up?"

"Um...could you help me build up my courage?"

"Courage? What, you want me to have a spar with you?"

"No, no, no!" Lilia shook her head vigorously. "Lilia would never fight!"

“It seems that because of the war, fewer and fewer dreams come to this garden, and Mother Tree has fallen ill as a result. I have done my best to take care of Mother Tree and the dreams in the buds, but this garden is still gradually becoming weak.” Lilia pointed worriedly to the knot on the tree trunk, where nightmares twisted and festered, constantly flowing with darkness, as if a gentle touch would cause pus to burst out.

"Even dreams are affected?" Ahri asked solemnly.

Lilia nodded, raising her lantern branch. "That's why I wanted to go down the mountain and bring the Dream Tree to people in person to collect their dreams. But... but I don't have the courage to talk to them. Just looking into their eyes makes my hooves tremble."

"This is a minor problem. If I hypnotize you a couple of times, you'll become incredibly talkative."

"I am a fairy spirit transformed from a dream bud, your hypnosis has no effect on me."

After this interlude, the three patiently searched for a while longer. Finally, Ahri spotted Kai'Sa in a dewdrop.

In her dream, Kasha was draped in a white robe, surrounded by a group of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people. Her identity was that of a healer; healing the wounds of the sick was her duty, which made her feel exceptionally fulfilled.

"Kasha is so busy, even in her dreams she's busy saving others." Ahri couldn't help but sigh as she watched Kaisha busily healing patients with her holy mist.

"If it were a beautiful dream, it shouldn't present this kind of content." Kaisa's dream gave Wild Hunt an inexplicable sense of unease. Knowing Kaisa as he did, she shouldn't be having this kind of dream.

However, since Kai'Sa can heal others, it means that the rune shards are still on her and were not taken by Ryze.

“Hmm, now that you mention it, I also feel something’s off,” Ahri chimed in.

"Let's contact her in person first and ask her what's on our minds."

Dreams don't always reflect reality, and the answers you get from asking Kasha in a dream may not reflect her true feelings. (The last two sentences are unrelated and appear to be random characters: "Mei, do you have any thoughts about Yongxiang Kong? Lin Zai Zai, are you there...?")

Wild Hunt didn't dwell on it too much. Since Syndra's magic could corrupt dreams, he let Ahri try to talk to Kai'Sa in the dream.

Lilia used the branch in her hand to press down the branches full of flower buds, then carefully picked the dewdrop from the bud and handed it to Ahri in her palm.

The dewdrops were as big as basketballs, yet felt as light as bubbles in their hands, radiating a dreamlike glow. Ahri dared not exert any force, fearing they would burst at the slightest touch. The Dream Bubble Fairies circled around them, ready to repair them at any moment.

“Now if you talk to the dewdrop, she can hear you,” Lilia suggested.

"Kasha, can you hear me?" Ahri took the dewdrop and whispered a few words.

"Who?" In the dream, Kai'Sa immediately raised her head, looking puzzled, as if trying to figure out where the voice was coming from.

"It's me, Ahri. Where are you now?"

"Where am I now?" Kasha looked around, and a huge city appeared in the dream. She answered hesitantly, "I am in... Dawn Oasis."

Kaisa's behavior suggests that her thoughts in the dream were sluggish and confused. Ahri did not urge her, and after Kaisa finished answering, she instructed her, "Just stay there and don't wander around. Wild Hunt will set off to find you as soon as possible."

"Wild Hunt? He's still there?! That's great, I thought he..." Kai'Sa became extremely excited, speaking incoherently. Seemingly recalling something unpleasant, the entire dream seemed to vibrate with her emotions, and she was about to wake up in a fright.

"Yes, he tried many ways to contact you, but he couldn't talk to you. Promise me you won't wander off, okay?" To reinforce Kai'Sa's memory and prevent her from forgetting the conversation in her dream as soon as she woke up, Ahri emphasized it again.

"it is good……"

The dream was no longer stable, so the dream bubble fairies came to repair it, and Ahri returned the dewdrop to Lilia.

"Is it...is it resolved?" the little deer asked expectantly.

"Not yet, we've only found one of them. We still need to find the dreams of the other two." Ahri shook her head.

"But it's almost dawn."

Ahri thought for a moment and said, "My benefactors, you go find Kasha first. I'll stay in the garden and continue searching for Portil and Sephiroth's dreams. This way, I can help Lilia build up her courage, and I can also let you know immediately if I find any news."

"Alright, that's settled then." Wild Hunt had nothing more to say; he left Ahri in the garden and took Syndra with him.

After a dizzying sensation of time and space shifting, Syndra found herself no longer in Ionia and had fallen down from mid-air.

"What's your rush? I haven't even said I want to go with you yet!" Syndra complained, holding her head. It was her first time experiencing time travel.

But she soon lost her voice, for she realized she was sitting atop a rock, looking down at the horrifying skeleton of a giant.

She didn't know what the monster looked like when it was alive, but even today, its massive ribs still lean towards the sky, and the shadow cast by each rib is enough to cover the entire caravan.

The ruins before them suggested a long and arduous battle had taken place; scorched earth lay everywhere, along with countless pieces of armor and feathers. Compared to this battlefield, the conflict between Noxus and Ionia was utterly insignificant.

A chilling magical aura lingered in the air, and residual radioactive dust made Syndra shiver. She had initially intended to mock the Wild Hunt for failing to protect even their own familiars, but now she completely changed her mind and silently swallowed her words.

It's already quite an achievement to survive such a brutal battle.

A faint snoring sound came from beneath her, and Syndra realized that she was sitting on a stone shell sculpted by magic, and there seemed to be someone inside.

She immediately leaped up and, without hesitation, lifted the stone shell, revealing the desert girl who was fast asleep inside.

Chapter 477 If you don't discipline someone for three days, they'll climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles.

"Hmm." Feeling a warm breeze on her face, Talia slowly opened her eyes.

A strange woman floated overhead. She was beautiful, sitting cross-legged, her oppressive gaze piercing through the deep cleavage and the gap between her legs. "Mei, what about you? I'm free, Lin, are you here...?"

Realizing she was staring into the abyss, Talia quickly jumped up from the ground, blushing as she greeted Syndra: "I'm Talia, the one who brings you water and shade. You must be the Wild Hunt's helper."

“You should have said ‘please.’ He begged me to come.” Syndra disliked the word “sent,” as it made her sound like she was being ordered around. “It seems you’re the incredibly talented girl the Wild Hunt was talking about. Coincidentally, I’m also a spellcaster…”

Syndra chuckled sinisterly, as if she were about to teach Talia a lesson, to show her what true talent really is.

Given Syndra's aggressive behavior, Wild Hunt quickly changed the subject: "Talia, what are you doing sleeping here?"

"You told me to come find Kasha, but this place is just too big. I got tired of looking and just slept nearby."

Kai'Sa is Talia's best friend. After hearing the news of Kai'Sa's disappearance in the Wild Hunt, she immediately came to Narimaje to look for her.

Upon arriving at the location, the horrific battlefield terrified Talia, bringing her to tears. Anyone who saw the sight would have thought that Kasha was likely dead, but as long as the body had not yet been found, there was still a glimmer of hope.

She peered across the earth, seeking the full extent of the war, but the scorched earth offered no response. Terrifying magical remnants lingered for miles around, severing her connection with the land.

Helpless, Talia could only resort to the most primitive method: searching for Kai'Sa's trail amidst the wreckage. When she was exhausted, she built a stone shell at the edge of the battlefield and lay down to sleep.

"Thank you for your hard work, Talia. I have good news for you. We've re-established contact with Kasha. She's in Dawn Oasis. Come with me to see her."

"Thank God, everyone is safe and sound. That's wonderful." Talia prayed, her hands clasped together, looking relaxed.

In fact, during the search, she already had a premonition that Kasha was probably still alive.

Kasha alone would be difficult to find, but her companions, Portil and Sephiroth, are both enormous dragons. If they had perished, their bodies should have been quite conspicuous. Since they weren't found, it means they most likely survived.

Now that her experience at Wild Hunt has been validated, she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

“Speaking of which, I haven’t had a chance to visit Dawn Oasis yet. What’s that resurrected emperor like? Will he capture everyone and enslave them?” Ancient Shurima was an empire built on slavery, and Talia knew this. She worried that the emperor would use cruel methods to enslave her people.

"You should ask him that question yourself when the time comes." Wild Hunt knew the answer, but he believed it would be more convincing if the person involved told him.

"Is the emperor so easy to see? I'm just a shepherd and weaver," Talia muttered.

"It's a special time, you know. By the way, Talia, did you find Nasus Rek'Tun or any Darkin weapons on the battlefield?"

"No... I haven't found anything since I got here. It seems like someone has already taken them all away."

“Alright then, let’s go.” Wild Hunt said thoughtfully, “Once we reach the Dawn Oasis, we should know the outcome of the war.”

Syndra flew away without a word because Wild Hunt was talking to Talia and ignoring her, which made her upset.

"You're flying the wrong way, it's this way," Wild Hunt warned, as Syndra was flying in the exact opposite direction towards Mount Targon.

Syndra paused, let out a sigh, and then turned and flew away at such a speed that even Talia, stepping on the stone slabs and flooring the accelerator, could not keep up.

"Has she always been like this?" Talia asked softly.

"If you don't discipline someone for three days, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. They really need to be taught a lesson."

Syndra flew eastward in a huff for a while before stopping. Having not slept all night, she suddenly felt drowsy; she certainly wasn't in a wheelchair capable of sleeping while flying. But looking at the vast desert, Syndra had absolutely no idea where to lie down.

It's definitely more convenient to have a floating island with you, it's like having a bed with you, but unfortunately it was destroyed by Karma.

"Tired? Want to come up and sit for a while? Be my precious darling." Wild Hunt summoned his demonic claws, opened his palms upwards, and moved closer to Syndra.

"You'd be that kind?" Syndra became wary as she looked at the shape of the claw. It was literally putting her in the Wild Hunt's palm. Who knew what he would do?

"Although flying is as easy for you as breathing, the mind will eventually tire. It's like knowing it's a trap, but you still have to step into it. Anyway, it's just that I'm itching to touch you a few times, haven't I touched you enough already?"

Such a blatant and direct provocation would have made Syndra furious and ready to explode at the Wild Hunt in the past, but now she suppressed her anger, her eyes twitching as she said fiercely, "If you dare to do this, don't give me the chance, or I'll make sure you know what happens when you piss me off."

"I'm bold and responsible, why would I be afraid of you?"

Wild Hunt was naturally unafraid; he was practically immortal. Even Ryze's magic, powered by runes, only cost him a few suits of armor.

Even if Syndra possesses endless magic power, it can't compare to the World Rune. At worst, she can be used as a punching bag and ravaged by her, as long as she doesn't take it out on the other familiars.

"Then I'll sit here and see what you dare to do."

Knowing full well there are tigers in the mountains, she still ventures into the tiger's den. The defiant Syndra, determined to test the Wild Hunt's courage, held onto her skirt, stuck out her bottom, and sat on the demon's claws, her jade-like feet dangling in the air, pretending to relax and swaying to entice the Wild Hunt.

"Once you fall into my hands, don't even think about running away."

Wild Hunt controlled the claws, and with a slight pressure of his thumb, he pressed Syndra down into his palm.

The huge difference in size makes Syndra look like a small figurine in the Wild Hunt's hands, requiring constant restraint when handling her.

Wild Hunt's gentle upward push on Syndra's chest flattened her ample breasts, causing Syndra to feel her ribs bending and letting out a weak groan from deep within her.

She gritted her teeth, her face ashen. This torment was worse than the previous caresses, at least they weren't so painful. However, Wild Hunt only adjusted his position and used a little more force at the beginning, then became gentler.

He closed his five fingers and held Syndra in his hand, the size of his claws just enough to wrap around her body, leaving only her head sticking out.

Although Syndra is very cramped and unable to move inside, if she really feels uncomfortable, it's just a matter of a thought for her to push away the Wild Hunt's hand.

If a cat is uncomfortable, it will run away on its own; how much more so a person?

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Chapter 478 So this is the kind of style I like

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The feel of a human body is quite different from that of a figurine, especially since Syndra's body is so flexible. Wild Hunt gently manipulated her with his thumb, posing her in various ways, without any feeling of constriction in her joints.

His fingertips were about the same size as Syndra's abdomen, and the gaps between his fingers were so deep that bamboo skewers could be inserted into them. Even the slightest touch felt like a rough grinding, producing a distinct rubbing sound from Syndra's skin.

"If I let you scrub my back, you might just scrub my skin off," Syndra said sarcastically, clearly dissatisfied. This wasn't how she had imagined things to unfold. If it weren't for the protection of her skin armor, she would have already peeled off a layer of skin.

"Let's just try it out and see if it works. But you've reminded me, I'll arrange it for you later." Wild Hunt changed from kneading to poking, his fingertips lightly touching the round, full breasts, immediately creating a concave jade bowl.

Syndra was so uncomfortable that she closed her eyes due to the sudden tightness in her chest. Despite her apparent reluctance, her body was honestly cooperating with the Wild Hunt, and she was actually secretly looking forward to what the Wild Hunt would do to her.

It's probably true that she's sexually repressed.

With a flick of his finger, Wild Hunt peeled away the skin and nails along the deep cleavage, revealing a pair of heavy breasts that trembled in the scorching air, then were squeezed together by the gel-like skin and nails, appearing full and ready to burst.

The sudden exposure caused Syndra's eyes to widen instantly, radiating an incredulous black light. She hadn't expected her previous submission to be met with the Wild Hunt's escalating aggression; he actually dared to undress her in public?