Void Beetle Evolution Guide

She immediately clutched her chest, unleashing a torrent of powerful magic. The thumb of her demonic claw twisted into a contorted shape with a cracking sound as bone broke. "Mei, where are you? No time, Lin, where are you...?"

"What's wrong?" Talia, who was walking below, looked up in confusion. She sensed a strong magical fluctuation, but couldn't see what was happening because the demonic claw was blocking her view.

"It's nothing. Syndra isn't used to the dry desert air yet, and her nose was itchy, so she sneezed."

Wild Hunt casually told Talia a lie to reassure her, then contracted his muscles to allow his thumb to gradually recover. Faced with his powerful regenerative abilities, broken bones were a minor issue.

"Are you tired of living?" Syndra growled from her throat, like a ferocious female beast, gripping the Wild Hunt's thumb and preventing it from pressing down.

"I only helped you remove your nail polish to let it breathe because I noticed you had chest tightness."

Knowing full well that the other party was making excuses, Syndra didn't want to delve into it further and angrily retorted, "If you dare to mess around again, I'll twist your hands into a pretzel!"

"Oh, so you like this kind of style."

Wild Hunt gradually understood what kind of play Syndra liked: the kind of vicious queen who enjoyed being served without lifting a finger, but would threaten to behead someone at the slightest displeasure. Even if she made a mistake, it didn't matter, as long as she was appeased properly, nothing would happen.

In summary, it means wanting something but being too embarrassed to say it directly, so they resort to threats and intimidation to get the other party to serve them according to their wishes.

After realizing she was nothing but a cowardly paper tiger, the Wild Hunt once again extended its clutches.

She gently parted her arms with her fingertips, revealing the swollen milk sacs beneath. The intense sunlight pierced through her fair skin, making the veins beneath stand out clearly, and a strange, astringent feeling rose within her. The tender pink buds had already quietly risen, whispering tales of hidden desire.

Wild Hunt's fingertips twitched, tracing a spiral trajectory, and the pair of fair skin swayed softly like jelly on his fingertips. The combination of rough nails and delicate breasts created an extreme contrast. In the scorching air, their skin quickly became sticky with sweat, becoming oily and slippery.

"Is this funny?" Syndra asked, shielding her eyes from the sunlight with her arm.

Wild Hunt's fingernails poking at Syndra's chest was like repeatedly slapping a ball with a wooden board. The physical sensation wasn't particularly pleasurable, more like rubbing against a table corner, but the visual impact was strong. The swaying trajectory almost made her wet; she never imagined her own body could be so arousing.

"This is interesting, absolutely interesting. Watching you clearly enjoying yourself but insisting on putting on this embarrassed and indignant expression—"

"Shut up! Say another word and I'll kill you!" Sure enough, Syndra wore an expression of both shame and anger. She realized something was wrong, but she couldn't control the expression on her face; it had become her instinct. So she turned away angrily.

The Wild Hunt chuckled. Syndra's sulking was nothing more than changing her position and exposing her shapely buttocks. His fingers lightly caressed them, but Syndra felt as if someone was crushing her from behind. Looking down at Talia, who was standing on the stone slabs, she could only cover her mouth and try her best not to make a sound.

After a brutal assault, Syndra felt a sudden emptiness within her, and her love juices gushed uncontrollably, splashing all over Wild Hunt's hands in her spasms, finally dripping down her fingers onto the desert below. The sand absorbed the water, darkening in color and creating a striking contrast with its surroundings.

She was already exhausted, and this made her feel even weaker, so she lay down in the Mad Hunter's palm and fell into a deep sleep. Afraid she would melt from the heat in his hands, the Mad Hunter even used his skin armor to regulate her temperature; she slept so comfortably that even he himself was envious.

……

A few days later, the Wild Hunt returned to Dawn Oasis once again.

This was no longer a forgotten ruin filled with ghosts and sand. The makeshift camp outside the city walls was teeming with people, a bustling scene resembling an anthill before a flood. It seemed that people from all the tribes of Shurima had come, but Taliyah carefully observed them and did not recognize a single face.

The Wild Hunt, afraid of scaring others, put away its claws. Syndra, who had been sitting comfortably, was suddenly forced to move on her own, and her face was full of resentment.

Since the last time, she has been using the Wild Hunt's claws as her vehicle, sitting on them with great prestige, saving herself the effort of flying, and refusing to listen when asked to get down.

Seeing so many people around the city walls, and all of them foreigners, Syndra couldn't help but frown. The last time she was surrounded by a bunch of foreigners was when she was at the Philol Fortress, back then she was throwing a tantrum after waking up and flew away.

Now, all she sees are strangers she's just met. To Dawn Oasis, she's still a visitor. Even if she's angry, she can't openly express it, so she gets even angrier for no reason and blames Wild Hunt for not continuing to carry her.

"You've become addicted to being the apple of my eye? Don't be so delicate. If you don't want to attract attention, get down on the ground and walk properly."

"Seriously, what's there to be afraid of?"

Syndra muttered to herself, the powerful, unsettling magic emanating from the giant disc floating above the city made her think it was best to keep a low profile if necessary.

Although her magic was enough to take the entire Sun Disk with her, she was also worried that if she flew too high, the Sun Disk would think she was there to cause trouble and suddenly shoot out a beam of light to knock her down.

So she lowered her altitude and flew close to the ground. Her unwrapped toes could even feel the scorching heat of the ground, and you couldn't tell she was floating unless you looked closely.

“I need to talk to Azir, but finding Kai'Sa is more important before that,” Wild Hunt said. They hadn't been apart for so long before, and he couldn't wait to see her again.

“Then I’ll go ask someone. If Kasha is a healer in the city, she should be able to find out by asking.” Talia nodded and immediately got to work.

Chapter 479 Kasha's Strangeness

Talia's gaze swept back and forth through the crowd. Most of those outside the city dared not enter out of fear. Some worried that since the city could rise, it could also sink again, burying everyone inside alive.

This concern was not unfounded. Just as Talia was being pushed aside by the crowd of pedestrians and pressed against the thick city wall, she felt an inexplicable, sharp pain coming from the rocks and instantly engulfing her.

Thousands of voices were etched into the stone, their lives severed, their charred shadows deeply imprinted in the rock, and the fear and pain of their dying moments screamed in her mind.

Taliya pulled her hand away from the stone wall and stumbled to the ground. It was an echo of distant memories; in an instant, she knew what had happened in this city, and a great disgust rose from the depths of her heart.

"Don't misunderstand, it was Xerath who destroyed the city. Azir was just unlucky in his choice of people."

"Is that so..." Talia couldn't quite believe it and felt she needed to confront Azir.

"Speaking of which, Talia, did you see a golden statue on the battlefield of Narimar?"

“I don’t recall it.” Talia thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Are you alright?" A greeting suddenly rang in Talia's ears. She turned her head and saw a woman speaking to her: "You don't look too well, young lady?"

"Uh, I just have a bit of a headache," Talia replied, rubbing her head.

“The Eagle Father promised to protect everyone in the city,” the woman said.

"Eagle Father?" Mei is in Yong, not in Kong, you Lin is in Zhao, not in...

The woman looked at Taliyah's puzzled face, smiled, and took her hand. "Azir the Ascended has returned. The Oasis of Dawn has begun to flow again. There is hope for Shurima."

Taliya looked through the city gates into the city, and it seemed to be true. Only a few people were outside the city; most were rushing into it. Their faces did not show any interest in the city or the returning emperor, but rather a longing for some kind of hope.

"The Eagle Father's fame has attracted many talented people. Beside a huge fountain, you can find a compassionate healer. She is young, but her healing skills are excellent. She has healed many people free of charge, and those who have received her kindness speak highly of her."

Talia paused for a moment, her intuition telling her that the healer the woman was referring to was Kai'Sa. The steam from the fountain effectively masked the holy aura released by the Life Spring rune fragments, which was perhaps why Kai'Sa was practicing medicine by the fountain.

"Thank you, I'll go check. You've been given water and shade." Talia took the other's hand in return, expressing her heartfelt gratitude.

"I'll give you water and shade, sister." The woman smiled and released Taliyah's hand, then disappeared into the restless crowd.

Having received news from Kai'Sa, Talia went outside to call Syndra, and the two of them crossed the golden threshold together.

They have entered the true Oasis of Dawn, where the great glory of Shurima's past unfolds before them.

Talia immediately saw the waterfall gushing from the inner city's massive outlet, cascading into the moat below and creating a spray of water that filled the air with a refreshing mist—a sight she had never witnessed in Shurima before.

"Kasha should be in the inner city. Let's go there and find her."

Syndra remained silent and acted aloof, which Talia took as a tacit agreement, and followed the pedestrians into the city.

Just as the woman had said, Talia indeed found Kassa with purple hair beside a luxurious fountain.

She wore a pristine white robe, a constant smile on her face, and gently inquired about the patients before her, completely oblivious to their arrival as she focused on her task.

"Weaver, is this still the Kasha I know?"

Talia's expression was as strange as if she had swallowed a fly. In her memory, Kasha was mostly cold and unsmiling, even somewhat bitter and resentful, only occasionally showing a smile. She was definitely not the kind older sister next door she was in front of her.

Moreover, Kai'Sa is usually very perceptive; it's highly unusual that they appeared right in front of her without her noticing.

No one sensed the changes in Kaisa better than the Wild Hunt, and he pondered in bewilderment, "Could it be that she experienced something during our separation that caused such a drastic change in her personality?"

"Let's go up and ask."

Talia's concern for her friend caused her to ignore the long queue next to her, and she went straight to Kai'Sa. The latter was so focused on treating her patients that she didn't notice Talia until she got close.

"Talia, what brings you here?" Kasha calmly raised her head, her eyes showing no excitement, only a slight surprise, while maintaining a smile.

That smile stung Talia deeply, making her feel utterly alienated. Her voice tightened slightly: "Kasha, do you know how frantically we've been looking for you?"

Kasha's face showed a hint of awkwardness. "Calm down. There are still many people here waiting for me to treat. We can talk about it after I'm done."

"What else could it be—"

"Yes, young lady, if you're late, just go to the back of the line. Don't rush, everyone's here for a reason."

Talia's words were interrupted. She turned around and saw a row of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people; Kasha was their hope. Her throat felt constricted, and she couldn't speak.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work. We'll wait for you to finish." A strange fear made her take two steps back uncontrollably, wanting to escape from this unfamiliar Kasa.

She sat down under the pavilion outside the fountain, clutching her chest as if she couldn't breathe, seemingly suffering a huge mental shock.

"Kasha, this is strange..."

"The person you're looking for has completely changed, hasn't she?" Even Syndra, who didn't know Kai'Sa at all, noticed something was wrong. She watched Kai'Sa continue treating the patients from afar and frowned: "She looks like a saint, but she has lost her enthusiasm for her own family and friends. It's hypocritical kindness."

"The original Kai'Sa was a very real person. Even though she was misunderstood and bore a bad reputation, she did everything she could to save the world from the threat of the Void. But now, she feels like she only remembers my name and knows me. She's not like herself anymore."

Talia gazed at Kaisa, who remained focused on treating her patients, chatting with a smile on her face, without ever glancing at her.

"Wild Hunt. What's wrong with Kai'Sa? She hasn't even mentioned you."

"Calm down, Kai'Sa didn't become like this for no reason... Is it Ryze's magic? Or the influence of the World Rune?"

Wild Hunt was so frustrated he felt like he was going to vomit blood, but he knew that venting his emotions wouldn't help anything; he needed to figure out what had happened during that time.

Chapter 480 The Reason for the Dramatic Change in Temperament

Kasha was busy until evening, only stopping after treating the last patient. She looked up and saw the two people waiting anxiously under the pavilion, then walked over apologetically.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Are you hungry? The patients gave me a lot of food, would you like some?"

"Kasha, what's wrong with you?" Talia had no interest in looking at the food in her hand and went straight up to grab her shoulder to question her.

"What's going on? Shurima people are pouring into this city from all directions. Is there anything wrong with me healing people here?" Kai'Sa asked, puzzled.

“I didn’t say saving people was wrong, and I will help those in need to the best of my ability, but have you forgotten that we have more important things to do? The threat of the Void hasn’t been resolved yet, and the few people you’re saving now are nothing compared to the disaster that is ravaging the entire Runeterra!”

Talia wasn't saying these people didn't deserve to be saved, but everyone has their place, and she believed that Kasha should return to her rightful place, and only she was capable of shouldering this responsibility.

"I know... but I can't just abandon my talents, can I?"

"That's clearly the power of the World Runes! Your talent should be here. Put your armor back on and return as the Void Hunter!" Talia pressed hard on Kai'Sa's palm, and strangely, the mark on her palm disappeared.

Kai'Sa shook her head and said, "I'm tired of fighting and killing. The threat of the Void is not something I can solve alone. Now I just want to live a peaceful life and heal the wounds of good people."

"How could you say such a thing... Have you forgotten who rescued you from the void and has stayed with you ever since? Are you leaving him here all alone? Are you going to abandon him? I don't want to talk to you anymore. You should put your armor back on and let the Wild Hunt communicate with you directly."

Talia was somewhat agitated because Kai'Sa's behavior was too abnormal. The Wild Hunt was very anxious, but he wasn't a Darkin weapon and couldn't transmit his voice directly to Kai'Sa's mind without forming a skin armor; he could only convey his meaning through Talia.

To their surprise, Kasha shook off Talia's hand and retreated, saying, "No... I don't want to go back to the way things were. Why can't I stay where I am? At least everyone understands what I'm doing and doesn't think I'm harming them. Wild Hunt, are you listening? You should be able to understand me, right?"

"You're still dwelling on this? I thought you didn't care anymore..." Talia exclaimed. She suddenly felt a wave of weakness wash over her, as if her friend had been possessed.

"Looks like you got rejected." Syndra, always eager for drama, thought to herself, "The Wild Hunt went through all that trouble to find them, and this is the result? If it weren't for the fact that this was so inhumane, I would have applauded and said they deserved it."

“My Kai’Sa couldn’t be like this. It must be the World Rune that’s affecting her. You can try it if you don’t believe me,” Wild Hunt said with certainty. He was also troubled and saddened, but he remained rational.

"Hmph, then tell me how to try it?" Syndra felt inexplicably annoyed. Why was Wild Hunt so lenient and trusting towards Kai'Sa? And why did they have to call her by her name instead of "my Kai'Sa"? What was there to brag about?

“World runes can bewitch the mind of their owners, turning them into puppets, affecting all their behavioral patterns. Just ask Kai'Sa to hand over the runes. If she refuses even to the death, then it means she has been bewitched.” Wild Hunt said seriously. He didn’t actually want to provoke Kai'Sa in this way, but there was no more direct and effective method.

He didn't know why Kai'Sa had fallen for her in such a short time, when she had carried her for so long without any problems... Perhaps there was a reason. During the Darkin War, Kai'Sa wasn't as ruthless and decisive as she had been, and she actually showed mercy to that birdman Kayle.

Considering her reluctance to don the skin armor again, the Wild Hunt believed that his presence might have previously blocked most of the World Rune's influence. And after they separated, this potential threat was fully exposed.

Wild Hunt thought there was a 90% chance of this, but whether it was true or not, they would have to wait for Syndra to verify it. So he told Syndra how to test her.

“Kasha, is it?” Syndra spoke. (The remaining text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the question.)

"Who are you?" Kai'Sa didn't recognize Syndra, but she didn't seem to care much.

"You don't need to know who I am. Since you want to find your value in a different way, we won't stop you. Just return the World Rune. It was found by the Wild Hunt, and it doesn't belong to you."

“No… without runes, how can I heal others?” Kai’Sa frowned deeply, clenching her fists to show her obvious resistance.

“The runes will have a greater value in our hands. Aren’t you happy to see us use them to save more people? If not, then you are selfish and hypocritical. You are just indulging in other people’s gratitude towards you, and you don’t genuinely want to help others.”

“No… Of course I want more people to be saved. But… I can’t give the runes to you… I’m not comfortable with that.” Kai’Sa stammered, just as Wild Hunt had said, making all sorts of excuses to avoid handing over the runes.

“If the Wild Hunt hadn’t risked his life to protect you, you would have perished in the Darkin War. If someone had tried to take it, you wouldn’t have been able to protect the runes at all.”

"I will protect the rune with my life, and no one can take it from me!"

“Then I’ll give it a try!” Syndra coldly flipped her hand, and Kai’Sa was immediately lifted into the air by an invisible force. “So weak, how can the Wild Hunt feel at ease putting the rune on you? If you ask me, it should be in the hands of the strongest person.”

"What are you doing?!" Talia cried out in panic. To create a sense of urgency, the Wild Hunt hadn't consulted her about this at all. The sudden physical altercation terrified her.

"...I can't possibly give it to you. You're definitely after my runes!—You're a robber!"

Kai'Sa felt as if someone was squeezing her neck, making it hard to breathe. Without her armor, she was completely defenseless, like a chick being manipulated at will. But even with her life threatened, she refused to let go and insisted that Syndra was a greedy predator.

“Heh.” Syndra sneered instead. Everything was as Wild Hunt had predicted. Kai’Sa really wouldn’t hand over the rune, no matter what. So she softened her stance a little and gave her a way out. “If you want to keep the rune, you just have to come with us and make sure it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands.”

"Okay, I promise you." As Syndra tightened her grip, Kai'Sa had no choice but to agree to her request.

"It seems you don't really care about those patients; you just want to keep the runes."

The invisible force vanished, and Kai'Sa suddenly fell to the ground. Talia immediately rushed over to support her, worriedly asking, "Kasha, are you alright? Are you hurt?!"

"It's alright..." Kai'Sa forced a smile, but her gaze avoided Syndra, and a deep hatred flickered in her eyes.

Syndra paid no attention, but then she heard Wild Hunt sigh in her ear.