Void Beetle Evolution Guide

Finally, we got her revenge. Although she was quick and perceptive, she kept doing it so many times!

Others need to stop and rest between sessions; it's a physiological instinct. But she can endure the numbness of pleasure and control her spasming muscles to keep going—this is her talent, something most people can't imitate.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. Kai'Sa originally wanted to drain Wild Hunt dry so that Syndra wouldn't have anything left, but the latter remained erect deep inside her.

Having already indulged in carnal desires, she no longer cared much about gains or losses, and it wouldn't hurt to give some of her leftovers to Sindra.

Finally, she stopped and turned to look at Syndra. They stared at each other, and Syndra subtly ceased her actions.

"I've demonstrated it so many times already, even if you're slow, you should have learned it by now."

"What's so difficult about it? It's just wiggling your butt a few times. Anyone can do that."

Kai'Sa stared at Syndra with a slightly pressured look, and the latter immediately responded defiantly, straddling Wild Hunt.

The fleshy shaft, having changed hands several times, was now gleaming with oil, and it was inserted into her body even more easily than before. Syndra was unaware that she had been subtly transformed into the shape of the Wild Hunt.

Under Kai'Sa's gaze, Syndra imitated her, lifting her hips, and a sticky liquid immediately stretched out in strands below. She endured the sticky sensation and began to move back and forth, her tender white buttocks slamming against Wild Hunt's body.

"Don't be so straightforward, start twisting."

Kai'Sa immediately corrected her, holding Syndra's slender waist and pressing down. The tight connection between their private parts made Syndra immediately feel that Wild Hunt had dug all the way to the end, and the feeling of being filled and pierced made her tense up all over.

"Don't touch me! It's too deep! Let me do it myself..."

"Oh no, oh no!" Syndra's shouts were tinged with a pleading tone, but Kai'Sa ignored her completely, pressing her body down like an inverted stone bowl to be ground and polished by the Wild Hunt's iron pestle.

The witch immediately rolled her eyes. With the help of Kasha's half-guidance and half-coercion, Wild Hunt's iron rod pounded into every nook and cranny of her body. The intense heat that forcefully invaded her made her waist tremble.

She tried to get up and pull away, but Kai'Sa pushed her back down. Syndra resisted and tried to break free again, but she was no match for Kai'Sa's iron grip.

After several rounds, her frail strength was almost completely exhausted, and she became a sex doll in Kasha's hands, being moved up and down at will.

"Hmph...you two bullies..."

At this moment, she finally realized why Kasha had suddenly become so generous. She had done so many Wild Hunts without showing any signs of fatigue. As long as it didn't involve competing for favor, she could spend all of these excess resources.

What a huge loss! I tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead; I was outsmarted by Kai'Sa.

The latter seemed to find the position a bit awkward, so he pressed himself tightly against her from behind, using his body to make her move like a millstone. "You Lin Meimei, do you want to empty your... Lin Zaizai?"

What are you doing? Can't you have any sense of boundaries?

Syndra never expected that when Kai'Sa, who hated her, took the initiative to stick close to her and personally teach her, her delicate flower-like body pressed against her back, so intimate that they didn't seem like enemies.

As Wild Hunt watched this scene, his brain stopped thinking altogether.

Why are the two of them able to get along harmoniously when I don't interfere? Is it possible that having sex is the bridge to harmony?

From now on, when the two of them argue, he won't try to mediate; he'll just lie down on the spot, facing the heavens. Before the truth, all disputes will crumble.

Chapter 558 A Good Start

The Shadowflame burned Lux's heart to ashes; she had come to a profound realization of her sins.

For her now, she would do anything to end this pain.

As Lux was thinking this, the figure of the Veiled Mother appeared in her sight.

“Poor child, it seems you have deeply realized the pain you have caused others and have also realized your mistakes.”

Morgana approached gracefully, extinguishing the dark flames on the chains with a wave of her hand, ending Lux's days-long torment of a burning soul and allowing her to catch her breath.

Lux murmured, the torment rendering her speechless. Morgana lifted her head, her chin resting on her hand. Her eyes had become both dark and clear, devoid of any resentment, only shimmering with awe and humility.

They've completely become honest.

“I believe you didn’t mean to harm anyone, child.” Morgana gently stroked her cheek. “Since you have shown remorse, I will remove your punishment.”

"Can I... go back now...?"

“Not yet.” Morgana shook her head. “You need to stay by my side for a while and let me see your determination to change your ways.”

She unlocked the chains, put Lux down, and said, "If you behave well, I will tell you a secret, a secret that can get this country back on track, a secret that can help you redeem yourself from your mistakes."

Upon hearing this, Lux's eyes welled up with tears of bittersweet joy as she sobbed in response, "Yes, I will do my best."

……

Night had fallen, but the chirping in the dense forest had not ceased.

As her tender, white buttocks rose and fell repeatedly, the spring deep within Syndra's body was gradually opened, and the accumulated pleasure gushed out like a fountain, a wave of incontinence-induced ecstasy washing over her brain.

"Tsk, that's quite a spray." Kai'Sa parted Syndra's milky white clothes, glanced over her shoulder at the leaking pipe, and said calmly.

"Don't say it out loud!" The whisper in her ear infuriated Syndra, who was furious that the annoying guy had seen her in such an embarrassing state.

Kasha gave a emotionless "oh," then hugged her and continued moving her up and down. Although she claimed to be personally teaching her, her actions clearly betrayed personal resentment.

"Don't stop when you feel it. Your body will become more sensitive in this state. As long as you can persevere, you will get a stronger pleasure."

"Ugh—!!! Are you trying to kill me?! I'm not playing anymore! Stop right now!"

Syndra, overwhelmed by climax, was several times more sensitive than usual, yet Kai'Sa relentlessly pushed her forward, moving her up and down like a pestle, her inner world churning with the force of her hard rod. (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the initial statement.)

The latter let out a shrill cry as if it had fallen, its body arched back and its head snapped back onto Kasha's shoulder, its lower abdomen bulging as the iron rod pressed against it, creating a visually striking scene.

Kai'Sa ignored Syndra's screams. Showing mercy? Forget about it. They were both women, and competitors at that. Would she let her rival get away with it?

The intense heat burning her lower abdomen made it feel as if a string in Syndra's mind had snapped. What she thought was a dried-up spring was instantly overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, erupting into an even more violent torrent.

Two large, fluffy marshmallows stood tall, glistening with a smooth, oily sheen under the light and amidst the thick layer of sweat, trembling and bouncing together.

Her stiff, tense body then went limp, unable to maintain her sitting position any longer, and she convulsed as she fell backward into Kasha's arms.

"You piss when you get excited, are you a dog?" Kai'Sa pushed Syndra away with disgust, and Syndra immediately collapsed onto Wild Hunt's chest, which was covered with her glistening love fluid, getting revenge for being sprayed in the face earlier.

"???" A dazed Syndra turned around and angrily accused, "It's all because of you! I even told you to stop!"

"No, you don't want to stop. If you wanted to, you would have used magic to stop me, but you didn't."

"How can I use magic in that state?"

"Then how can I work non-stop? If you can't do it, don't make excuses." In the blink of an eye, Kaisa had seamlessly mounted the horse and started moving slowly, twisting and turning.

"Who knows what's going on with you? I can't be bothered arguing with you."

"I kindly taught you, and not only are you not grateful, but you also slander me."

Wild Hunt discovered that Kai'Sa had a knack for comedy; how could a newbie like her dare to teach others? Where did she get her confidence?

In other words, she lacks experience. If her opponent were Cassiopeia, she would definitely be the one who gets completely humiliated and begs him for forgiveness.

Don't make me laugh, Snake Sister. The real sex experts haven't even started sharing their experience yet, and you're already teaching them.

Kasha's techniques are barely anything, she just relies on her good physique to do whatever she wants. Anyone else using her methods would get cramps in no time and be bedridden for the entire next day.

But he couldn't speak or interrupt. Of course, he didn't want to break this rare harmonious scene. So be it, he thought, as long as it's a good start, can great harmony be far behind?

Syndra was completely exhausted and didn't even want to talk. She lay on Wild Hunt, not wanting to move at all.

However, Kai'Sa didn't want her to rest in peace. She rode on Wild Hunt, her pubic bone constantly bumping against her crotch, like a knight looking down at her with disdain.

"Look at how smug you are," Syndra thought to herself. Why did she have to drag her into this? She didn't want this kind of involvement.

She didn't want to see Kaisa's smug look anymore, so she turned to face Wild Hunt's equally annoying face, his flickering eyes seeming to ask her, "Is this bad debt settled?"

"You dare to laugh at me? Just wait and see if I can teach you a lesson." With a fierce look, Syndra bit down hard, her pearly teeth tearing at Wild Hunt's lips. Seemingly influenced by Kai'Sa's wild style, her lips and tongue became entangled with Wild Hunt's.

"You've already done it, it's too much to want to kiss her now, isn't it?" In Kai'Sa's eyes, kissing was a more intimate act than intercourse, and she immediately slapped Syndra's tender buttocks in dissatisfaction.

Syndra, seemingly unfazed, wiggled her hips and kissed even more passionately. Her pleasure was built on the suffering of others; she felt excited whenever Kai'Sa was unhappy.

She used her magic to control the Wild Hunt, making him place his hands on her buttocks and knead them, which both pleased her and prevented Kasha from slapping her—killing two birds with one stone.

Kasha, in her desperation, pulled her hair and pressed down from behind, trying to get a share, thus beginning the battle.

Finally, the two of them got it. One took charge of the foreplay and the other took charge of the main act, taking turns and squeezing the Wild Hunt dry until dawn.

By the next day, Wild Hunt, caught between the two women, was completely exhausted.

He didn't like being so passive; it wasn't the kind of blissful life he envisioned. He still needed to find a way to make these two obedient.

Chapter 559 Heading to Mount Targon

After staying with Morgana for a few days, the Wild Hunt and his group planned to leave Demacia for Mount Targon. He didn't care about the conflict that had occurred in Demacia; it was just a pretext for him to win over Morgana.

Now that Morgana has joined his side, there's no need for her to stay any longer. He's already provided the method; as long as Morgana follows it step by step, she'll eventually secure a place for the mage community.

"Take care, come over anytime, you're always welcome here." Morgana said as she walked to the tree that Kai'Sa had summoned to bid farewell, her hands clasped in front of her. But only Wild Hunt understood the unspoken meaning in her words.

"I hope you'll have Lux under your wing by the time I come next time." Surrounded by beauties, Wild Hunt felt there wasn't enough time; he hadn't even made a move on Lux yet. He'd probably only have time later when he got busy.

Morgana remained silent, only smiling as she watched the group board the dragon's back. Portil reverted to its majestic and elegant dragon form, faithfully fulfilling its role as their mount.

“Speaking of which, this is my first time riding on a dragon’s back. Don’t you think so, sister?” As soon as she was on the dragon’s back, Cassiopeia began to play with the ice dragon’s snow-silver fur.

Katarina feigned indifference and ignored her, but Portil retorted, "Dragons never yield. I only gave you a ride because of my master."

Mount Targon is very easy to find. It is the highest mountain in Runeterra. Even if you are on another continent, you can see its majestic outline from the clouds. We can just fly there.

"Hurry up and get on," Kasha urged. "Let me warn you, riding a dragon is no easy task."

Syndra snorted coldly. Of the four people present, she was the only one who hadn't gotten into the car yet, and Kai'Sa was clearly referring to her.

“She’s usually so busy she’s never even touching the ground, this little thing is a piece of cake for her.” Cassiopeia beckoned, giving Syndra plenty of face before she flew up.

A few days ago, Cassiopeia felt it was inappropriate for both sisters to be with the Wild Hunt without anyone to go back and inherit the family business. So she learned a shadow spell called "Doppelganger" from Syndra and sent a clone home in her place.

Although she might not be able to hide it from her mother, who was a spy for the Black Rose, she still needed others to know that she was alive, right? That was the most important thing.

Incidentally, due to the inherently gloomy nature of her magic, Syndra is currently focusing on shadow magic, which best suits her, and has been discussing experiences with the fallen angel Morgana quite a bit these past few days.

Cassiopeia overheard their discussion and then approached them to ask for the Dharma.

Once everyone was there, Portil turned its long neck, flapped its wings, and flew south.

A strong gust of wind swept in, and everyone clung tightly to the fur behind the ice dragon. Only Syndra, who refused to reach out, was almost thrown off by the powerful push.

She flew back somewhat disheveled, the strong winds making her grumble indignantly, "You can't fly as steadily as I can on my own."

“Then you can choose not to sit. My job is only to get people to their destination; the experience isn't my concern,” Portil replied sternly, immediately followed by Kasha's sarcastic remark from the side. “You Lin Mei, what about you? Are you free? Lin Zai Zai, are you even here…”

"Can't even handle this?" Kasha stood steadily on the dragon's back, letting the strong winds at high altitudes whip her hair wildly. "You can stay here and we'll teleport you there when we reach our destination. That way you'll suffer less."

Syndra narrowed her eyes and remained silent. She didn't want to be seen as being too dramatic, so she needed to find a reasonable excuse to shut everyone up.

On

"Want me to get you a boat to ride in?" Wild Hunt asked. It wasn't a short journey, and he thought that if Syndra agreed, he would ask Sarah for a boat to travel in the sky, which would provide shelter from the wind and a place to rest, which would be good for everyone.

“No need,” Syndra shook her head. “What I mean is, instead of flying there directly, let me use teleportation magic to take you there.”

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get started!" Upon hearing that they didn't have to carry anyone far away, the most excited person was actually Pottier, who turned around and crash-landed under the tree.

"Don't rush, I haven't used this magic yet. Let me study it a few times first."

"..."

Everyone was speechless. It seemed they were being treated like lab rats, daring to bring up spells they had never used before.

She said she would read it a certain number of times and she really only read it a certain number of times. Syndra didn't even try it before saying she was ready.

“I think… we should just fly there.” Katarina looked troubled. She knew very well that this kind of magic, which involved spatial teleportation, could have irreversible consequences if not handled carefully.

Being short of weight is a minor issue, but if the person is transported to the hospital while the head remains in place, then they really won't even get a bad review.

"No! I'll use teleportation! I've already read it, isn't the time I wasted time also time? With the runes in hand, how could I fail?" Syndra said without further ado, absorbing the arcane energy from the surrounding area, and the purple runes burned within her flesh and blood.

Seeing this, the crowd had no choice but to give her face and obediently stand still and wait for her to finish casting the spell.

Syndra uses the same Path of Warp spell that Ryze once used, which is a type of arcane magic. Her magic is incompatible with it, so she can't use it directly; she needs to take an extra step, drawing clean arcane energy from the world to activate it.

“I can feel the soil beneath my hands…” she murmured as she moved her arms rapidly, drawing ancient Icathian cuneiform runes in the air.

The runes slowly rotated around her, and despite the immense energy pressure, Syndra maintained her composure—the serenity befitting a great witch.

The runes that appeared one after another completed a full circle, closing and sinking directly into the ground. The spell was about to be cast, and Syndra, no longer having time to tell the others to hurry up and get in, used her magical hand to pull them all inside.

A burst of bright light erupted from beneath their feet. In the time it took Morgana to close her eyes, the group vanished into thin air, leaving only a gradually fading magic circle behind them—a truly magical sight.

Looking at the marks on the ground, she sighed to herself, "With so many capable helpers, I still had to step in. Sister, you've messed with the wrong person. I had no choice..."

Meanwhile, at the foot of Mount Targon, on the border of Shurima, a runic circle appeared out of thin air.

The shimmering energy danced within the magic circle, forming several figures. At first, they were like ghosts, without any physical form, but then the light gradually dimmed, and the figures slowly became solid.

"Amazing! You did it on the first try! You're a genius!" Cassiopeia exclaimed.