Void Beetle Evolution Guide

Unable to win in a physical fight, she resorted to cunning, secretly using magic to manipulate the Little Wild Hunt Sword to take unorthodox approaches, ensuring she gained absolute favor.

Kai'Sa was furious but helpless. She could only wait for Syndra to lose control and release the Wild Hunt to get back on track.

And so, under the Wild Hunt's alternating investigations, the two women, who had just wanted to strangle each other, finally achieved a brief harmony, reluctantly agreeing to let the other fill the void in their exhaustion.

Chapter 499 Aftermath

We ventured deep into the desert's no-man's-land along the scorching sands, until the steaming heat made the oasis's moisture vanish, leaving only mirages distorted by the blazing sun on the boundless sand.

"Let's fulfill our promise right here." Seeing that no one was around, Wild Hunt revealed his human form. His outstretched arms seemed like a provocation, or perhaps an acceptance of some destiny.

Syndra's furious eyes radiated dark magic, and countless dark orbs appeared around her. With a flick of her wrist, invisible chains bound the Wild Hunt, lifting him into the air.

The blazing sun burned overhead, but it couldn't illuminate the dark undercurrents surging in Syndra's eyes—the oppressed memories and crushed dignity of last night transformed into a howling wind, carrying her raised arm down with all her might.

The frenzied screams, mingled with the deafening roar of exploding air, crashed to the earth like a meteor. Sand and gravel shot into the sky amidst the violent tremors, creating a dust storm that blotted out the sun.

Such violence could alleviate less than one percent of the hatred. Syndra was still not satisfied; she beckoned, and hundreds of dark orbs crashed down on the center of the sandstorm.

The magic orbs exploded in succession, spewing sand from the earth until they finally stopped, creating a crater the size of a football field in the vast desert.

Rewinding to this morning, after a night of continuous fighting, the bed beneath Wild Hunt, which had collapsed, had long since turned into a watery feast.

Kai'Sa and Syndra had fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion. The two naked, glistening women lay on his arms. Despite Wild Hunt's apparent enjoyment of having two women, he was actually worrying about what to do next.

In the end, he couldn't reconcile the two. The adult world isn't that simple; not everything can be solved by sleeping it off.

Afterwards, Kai'Sa woke up first. Like rain after a long drought, her mood was initially quite pleasant, but it instantly plummeted to freezing point when she saw Syndra sleeping on the other side of the Wild Hunt.

Wild Hunt tightened his arms around her, pulled her close, and gently kissed her forehead.

"Don't take it too hard on her, Kasha. She helped me a lot in finding you."

"..." Kaisa didn't speak, but nestled in Wild Hunt's arms, silently longing for him.

If Syndra is only after the skin armor's function, she can treat everyone equally and even compete fairly.

But if the other party deliberately makes her their enemy, she will absolutely not swallow her anger.

However, she wasn't the type to take advantage of someone in distress, so for the sake of Wild Hunt, she decided to let it go for the time being.

"I'm going to take a shower." After absorbing a day's worth of energy from the Wild Hunt, Kai'Sa finally couldn't stand the sticky feeling on her body and got up from the bed.

The swelling and pain between her legs made her frown, but looking at her swollen genitals, Kasha suddenly smiled with relief.

Last night's vigorous excavation has finally had side effects. No wonder Wild Hunt always chose a slow and steady approach before; it turns out he didn't want her to suffer afterwards.

"Oh right, the World Rune." Kai'Sa took the rune out of her body, intending to hand it to Wild Hunt.

"You should continue to keep it." Wild Hunt shook his head. Since the World Rune couldn't be stored in the Hive, keeping it on Kai'Sa was still the safest option.

After this experience, Kai'Sa has become wary of runes and is unlikely to repeat the same mistake easily.

Kasha nodded without saying anything, took a bath towel she had brought back the night before, and left the room.

"Hey, how long are you going to pretend to be asleep?" Wild Hunt said to the air for no reason after she left.

Syndra reluctantly opened her eyes, frowned and snorted coldly: "Don't think that just because you say a few nice words for me, I will agree with her."

"Didn't you speak up for me last night? It's only fair. If you hadn't drawn all the fire, Kai'Sa probably wouldn't have forgiven me so easily."

"I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, so mind your own business." Syndra was furious when she thought about what happened last night.

The fierce battle lasted until dawn. Wild Hunt, that scumbag, was like a wound-up toy, constantly pressing down on her and thrusting without stopping for a moment! His beastly behavior was utterly outrageous!

Looking back now, she realizes she was incredibly foolish to have gone to such lengths with him. She'll probably never forget that first experience.

That was really too much. She should thank Kaisa, who was her enemy, because if Kaisa hadn't shared the firepower, she would probably still be unconscious.

"What do you mean by meddling? This is my business," Wild Hunt said bluntly.

"It has nothing to do with you. I did that because I couldn't stand her."

Why can't you stand it?

“There’s no why, I just can’t stand it,” Syndra retorted stubbornly.

There is no hatred without a cause. The reason why Syndra hates Kai'Sa so much is simply because some quality of Kai'Sa touched her sensitive and neurotic heart.

She thought she just disliked Kai'Sa's affectation, but that problem had disappeared as Kai'Sa broke free from the rune's spell, and she hadn't lost out in last night's competition. So what was making her hold a grudge? It's really hard to guess.

Why do young male wolves always dare to challenge the alpha wolf's authority? Wild Hunt knows what it is but can't say it outright, otherwise Syndra would surely fly into a rage. Women, sometimes, are just so utterly unreasonable.

"Take my advice and don't mess with Kaisa, okay? She's a reasonable person. As long as you don't provoke her, she won't do anything to you."

"What if I don't?"

"Then I'll just have to love you even more."

Wild Hunt's words were loaded with meaning; he grabbed Syndra and started to put her on. Syndra quickly stretched out her arms and braced herself against Wild Hunt's chest, escaping his clutches.

"Again? Are you even human?!" Syndra clamped her thighs tightly together, preventing the Wild Hunt from getting close.

Her condition was worse than Kasha's; the swelling and pain in her lower body were so severe that she couldn't walk, comparable to giving birth naturally. If she hadn't been able to fly, she probably wouldn't have been able to get out of bed for days.

"Just kidding. Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

Wild Hunt knew that constant oppression would only provoke Syndra's resistance, so he took her out for a walk to clear her mind, which led to the scene at the beginning.

After the dust settled, Syndra floated above the sandpit, squinting as she searched for Wild Hunt.

"Where is he? Could he just be dead?"

"I didn't die, but you almost took my life."

Wild Hunt's voice rang in Syndra's ears. His human form had indeed been blasted into dust by Syndra, but fortunately, his armor was his true form, and he could revert to his human form at any time.

"Are you satisfied now? Do you want to continue?" Wild Hunt asked.

"I'm not playing anymore, it's no fun."

Syndra hid under the orb. The Shurima sun was extremely harsh, and without the protection of her skin armor, she would suffer from heatstroke and sunburn within minutes.

She sadly discovered that she was becoming increasingly dependent on the Wild Hunt. There was nothing she could do; after being Sleeping Beauty for over a hundred years, her body was barely better than that of a vegetable.

"By the way, Syndra, there's something I'd like to discuss with you," Wild Hunt suddenly asked. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

Chapter 500 In a fit of rage

"Help? Trying to scam me again?" Syndra reacted instantly, the consequences of helping last time still fresh in her mind, the fake act turning into a real one that left her penniless.

"This is just a small matter," Wild Hunt chuckled. "Do you remember that demon from yesterday?"

Syndra narrowed her eyes slightly. It happened just last night; how could she not remember?

“I still have Evelyn under my control, but demons also need to eat, otherwise their power will gradually weaken. If I let her go out to find food on her own, I'm afraid she'll run away, so I have to find a way to get her food. It's quite a coincidence that she feeds on pain, and your magic just happens to contain the emotions she needs.”

"So, you want me to feed your little pet?"

"Anyway, these painful emotions are just impurities in your magic."

"That's really presumptuous of you." Syndra felt annoyed. "Can I beat up Kai'Sa if I help you?"

"Of course not," Wild Hunt replied in a nonchalant tone. "But you can beat Evelyn up."

Syndra's gotten stuck in a path dependency; what's with this obsessive-compulsive habit of wanting to beat people up? People without any material desires are really hard to please.

"Never mind then, I'm not interested." Syndra waved her hand. "I can help you, but remember to come find me next time if there's something good."

"It's a word."

Wild Hunt pulled Evelyn out of the hive space. As long as the demon ring was still on her, there was no need to worry about her escaping.

"Ugh, the sun's so strong!" Evelyn, used to operating at night, felt like she was in an oven under the blazing Shurima sun and immediately wanted to crawl back inside. (The last part is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

On the other side, Syndra's face also darkened noticeably. What was the meaning of the Wild Hunt summoning a completely naked woman? And this person even had studs inexplicably piercing her chest.

If all they wanted was for her to suffer, then Wild Hunt has already succeeded. Just watching her makes her feel excruciating pain.

"Ha, you're using my magic to feed this kind of trash?" Syndra wanted to back out, feeling inexplicably betrayed as if her money was being used to support a mistress.

"Don't worry, it won't get your hands dirty." Wild Hunt told Evelyn to find a way to cover herself, and Syndra's expression softened a bit.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"Get down, and then don't move around."

After Wild Hunt answered Syndra, he gestured to Evelynn, "Your chance is here, make the most of it."

“Of course, my master.” Evelyn smiled. Syndra was like a rich mine, with so much pain to be extracted. She had longed for this sweet pain for a long time.

The demon and the witch locked eyes, circled around behind Syndra step by step, and then gently placed their claws on her stiff shoulders, bringing their mouths close to her ear.

"Relax, it won't hurt, it'll be over soon."

Evelyn was like a doctor preparing to give a child an injection, using a gentle tone to lower her guard, and the sweet fragrance emanating from her red lips could numb one's senses.

Syndra remained silent, her gaze following Evelyn with extreme distrust. Evelyn cleverly exploited this psychology, silently bringing a pair of whip ropes from her blind spot to the front of her.

The stinger pierced her from an unexpected corner, the pain causing Syndra to arch her back instantly. It wasn't just the pain from the wound; all the painful memories of past harms resurfaced, almost like reliving the betrayal.

Enrage clouded her mind, darkness blinded her eyes, and as if she had switched personalities, Syndra grabbed the demon by the neck.

Before Evelynn could even taste the pain, she screamed in terror as Syndra rapidly drained the power she had accumulated since the Rune Wars.

Wild Hunt managed to retrieve Evelyn into the ring in time, but Syndra's speed in absorbing power was terrifying, like a human black hole. In the blink of an eye, she drained most of Evelyn's gloomy energy, almost causing her to regress into a low-level demon.

The ground beneath their feet trembled violently, and Syndra ruthlessly drained the magic from the ley lines. Even Talia, far away in the Dawn Oasis, could hear the mournful cries of the dying earth.

A massive chasm, tens of thousands of meters long, was torn open, like the gaping maw of death, swallowing up the vast sand dunes above. Yellow sand cascaded into the abyss like a waterfall, the collapsing sandfalls continuing endlessly.

Syndra, the one who started all this, was heaving her chest as she tried to calm the rage in her heart.

"What an unexpected result," Wild Hunt exclaimed.

This is why he has never dared to completely provoke Syndra; he always knows when to stop teasing her and usually asks her to do things rather than commands. Once he crosses that line, even he doesn't know what kind of power Syndra might unleash.

A hundred years ago, she could drain the entire island of Philo in a fit of rage; a hundred years later, Syndra's destructive power will only be greater. She wasn't angry enough when she fought Karma back then, otherwise she wouldn't have needed his assistance.

It's a pity for Evelyn; let's find another way out for her.

"Are you alright?" Wild Hunt asked after Syndra calmed down.

Syndra floated in mid-air, gazing at the great rift below, her eyes flickering. She shook her head and said, "Let's go."

"Okay, go back."

When she is truly angry, she doesn't shout loudly, because only the weak need to bluff to intimidate their opponents.

Shortly after the two left, a tall figure arrived at the scene.

The newcomer had skin that shone like obsidian, and a pair of pointed ears that pointed straight up to the sky; he was none other than Nasus, the ruler of the desert.

He crouched at the edge of the great rift, carefully examining it and sensing the withered, dead ley lines. His first thought was that the Void Burrowing Beasts had invaded the heart of the desert. But the large amount of gloomy energy gathered at the bottom of the rift made it seem like something else entirely.

Nasus didn't waste time thinking too much. With the ascension ceremony imminent, he decided to fill the crack in front of him first to avoid causing panic and affecting the ceremony.

He assumed a soaring posture, slamming the axe handle into the ground, creating a cloud of dust. The surrounding sand dunes began to shift, moving towards the rift valley.

At first it was just a normal landslide, but the accumulated pressure intensified, and soon large chunks collapsed, as if the sky had fallen.

The earth was shaking, and yellow sand cascaded down like a waterfall, forming a huge sand curtain that stretched for thousands of meters. Even something as large as Nasus would be engulfed by the dust it stirred up, making it look particularly awe-inspiring.

The sandstorm crashed to the ground, and the dust cloud it stirred up roared like a hurricane, looking from afar as if a raging sandstorm had begun.

The desert wind, carrying sand grains, blew in like locusts flying at high speed, but Nasus remained unaffected by the sandstorm, standing tall in the gale.

He made a gesture of lifting a curtain with his battle axe, and as he did so, the distant sand dunes surged forward as a whole, like a tsunami of sand.

Even with his strenuous efforts, it took him almost half a day to fill the 10,000-meter-wide rift, and the work didn't end until the sun had completely set.

Syndra caused such destruction in the blink of an eye.

Back in Dawn Oasis, Syndra didn't continue to fight Kai'Sa.

Both of them tacitly gave Wild Hunt some face, and although they still disliked each other, at least they wouldn't have a public conflict.

After watching them rub against each other for several days, the Wild Hunt finally held its ascension ceremony at Dawn Oasis.

Chapter 501 Ascension Ceremony

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On the day of the ascension ceremony, the ancient city, which had been silent for thousands of years, once again became bustling with activity.

The ceremony began in the early morning, with the soft light of dawn spilling over the horizon and the brightest stars still twinkling overhead, though they would soon be obscured by the rising sun.

The city's streets and alleys were filled with desert people who had poured into the city from all directions. They all looked up, their spirits high, towards the direction of the sun's disk.