Void Beetle Evolution Guide

But I recognize your courage. If you need strength, come here to find me, as long as you are willing to bear the price... Oh, by the way, remember before that, don't touch the sacrificial sheep."

After leaving these words, the Wild Hunt slowly retreated into the darkness, leaving Kesa standing there in fear.

He did not choose to forcibly merge with Kesha here. The other party was full of vigilance against him, and he would expose his weaknesses during the fusion process. That would undoubtedly be playing with his own life.

However, the Wild Hunt is not worried at all that Kai'Sa will run away, because she will soon beg him to unite with her.

Chapter 5 Nightmare and Reality

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It was already late when Keisha returned home. She did not tell her mother what had happened to her, but kept apologizing for not being able to find the goat.

She went to bed without even having time to treat her wounds, and had a terrible nightmare that night.

In her dream, she found that her goat was not lost, and the recent turmoil had not affected her. She ran out of the house with her friends every day and played until late, and was very happy.

Until that night, they came across a herd of goats bought from a nomadic tribe for sacrifice.

Kesha didn't believe in sacrifice, so at the instigation of her friends, she cut the ropes with a dagger and released the animals into a nearby valley.

What happened next was beyond her imagination. The ground began to tremble and burning flashes emerged from beneath her feet, dyeing the night sky a deep purple like a wound.

The Void had awakened. A deep chasm opened up in the bedrock of the earth, swallowing up Kesha's village and everyone in it. Only twisted pillars of stone, as dark as night, pierced the desert sands.

Then Kesha was awakened, covered in cold sweat, her hair wet and stuck to her forehead.

She was still in shock and quickly looked around, and found that she was still in her familiar home. The wound on her knee had been treated, which meant that her mother was still there, she had just gone out to work. She felt a little relieved.

The dream was so real that she could still remember every detail of it after waking up. For example, the day the disaster happened was a rare sunny day without any sandstorms.

Thinking of this, Keisha pushed the door open and went out.

The weather outside was very good, sunny but not hot, and there was no wind or sand, which was rare.

This made Kesha feel uneasy. Something began to move in an invisible place, unstoppable... like a drill bit drilling into her head.

"It's almost noon. How long have I slept?" Keisha covered her aching head and suddenly heard her mother Eliza's slightly angry voice coming from afar.

"Keisha, your knee is injured, why don't you rest in bed? Why are you walking around? Are you going to run around and come home in the middle of the night to make me angry?"

"No... I just came out to get some sun."

Keisha didn't dare to offend her angry mother. When she was about to smile apologetically, something following Eliza made the corners of her mouth freeze.

"Mom, where did this goat come from?"

"Oh, it?" Eliza pulled the rope and pulled the goat closer. "I bought this from a nomadic herder passing by this morning. Although your father spent less time with his family, he left a lot of money for us mother and daughter... Don't do anything to make me worry next time. If you lose the goat, you can just buy another one, but if your daughter is lost, you won't be able to buy another one."

Kesha's nose was sore at her mother's words. She responded softly and then went forward to hug her mother, letting her rough hands stroke her messy hair that was just waking up.

The appearance of happiness conceals a turbulent undercurrent. Keisha tilted her head and stared at the newly bought goat by her mother, but the scene of disaster was reflected in her eyes.

It’s right, it’s right again.

On the morning of the day when the disaster struck in the dream, nomads passed by and visited their village and conducted a transaction.

Keisha couldn't sleep in the afternoon, and Eliza didn't go to work either, so the mother and daughter sat at the door, watching over the goats and chatting.

Eliza showed Keisha the flowers she had bought from the nomads. They were cone-shaped flowers with long, oval petals the color of milk and honey.

"What kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful." Kesha took the flower and asked curiously.

"I don't know what it's called, but when I lived in a desert tribe, the elders in the tribe called this flower 'star flower'."

Kesha heard this and noticed that the shape of the petals really looked like the stars in the totem. She leaned in to smell it and it had a very strong musky scent, but the pungent pollen made her want to sneeze.

She closed her eyes and tried hard to hold back a sneeze, fearing that she would accidentally damage the delicate flowers.

There is a superstition in the desert that sneezing at noon is a sign of bad luck. Recent events have made Kesha very sensitive and she wants to avoid all bad things.

Elisa, standing by, had no idea what Kesha was thinking. She just thought her daughter was cute and lovely, a rare desert flower.

"It smells good, doesn't it? This flower is a precious raw material for perfume. But I haven't seen this flower since I was your age. You should thank the Mother of Weaving. It was she who asked the nomads to bring the star flower here, so you can see it here."

Keisha didn't answer, her thoughts drifting away again.

"Mother Weaver, Mother Earth! Do you know that the underground of Shurima is already riddled with holes?" Under the influence of the dream, Kai'Sa had unknowingly taken the words of the Wild Hunt as reality.

After a moment of silence, Keisha suddenly asked Eliza: "Mom, have you ever considered moving? I mean... the environment in the desert is so bad, with a lack of water and sandstorms. Now there are a bunch of cultists coming. Would it be better if we moved to another place?"

"Are you willing to give up your friends?" Eliza asked.

"Reluctant to part with it."

Eliza shook her head and smiled, "Although this land is barren, it has nurtured us. We are all daughters of the desert. How can we just leave the land where we grew up for generations?

And where can we move to? The war in the north is spreading southward day by day. If it weren’t for the natural barrier of the great desert, I’m afraid even our village would have to erect a Noxtora.”

"It's not that exaggerated. Our village is so poor, what do they want by occupying it?"

Kaisha had never seen Noxtora, but she had heard from her father that it was an arched building made of black stone with many blood-red flags hanging on it. Noxus would erect Noxtora on the conquered land to represent that the land belonged to Noxus.

"Population is the most precious resource, even more precious than fresh water in the desert. Noxus does not support idle people. Those Shurimans who refused to surrender were killed on the spot. The remaining families and tribes were broken up, with men thrown into the battlefield and women working in production. All of them ended up with their wives and children separated.

We moved here to settle down because we didn’t want to live in a war. As long as our family can be reunited, I am willing to live a hard and tiring life.”

After hearing what her mother said, Keisha didn't know what to say. Eliza asked Keisha what she did last night, and Keisha lied to get away with it.

Kaisha is worried that after she tells the Wild Hunt, her mother will forbid her from contacting the Wild Hunt due to danger. But if things really come to the point where the power of the Wild Hunt is needed, perhaps her mother will become an obstacle for her.

Time passed until evening, and Eliza asked Kesha to stay at home while she took the goat to complete the task.Mei I think there is no time for Yong without Lin Youyong......

Kesha was sitting alone, feeling restless. She felt that she needed to verify the truth of the Wild Hunt's words, otherwise she would never be able to sleep peacefully again.

She ran out of the house and headed for the delivery point, where she saw the sheep used for sacrifice were all corralled into a pen, waiting for the cultists to take them away. Perhaps because the villagers were afraid of contact with them, there was not a single adult left by the sheep pen.

"It's as irrational as a dream." Kai'Sa muttered. She followed the Wild Hunt's instructions and did not touch the sacrifices until the cultists in ragged clothes appeared and took them away.

But she did not obey completely. Under the cover of night, the girl quietly followed the cult group, intending to see what they were going to do.

Before she had walked a mile, Kesha heard hurried footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw that it was Uma running towards her.

"Uma, what are you doing here?"

"I still want to ask you, what are you doing here?"

Uma's voice was a little loud, and Kesha frowned in displeasure. Uma followed her gaze and immediately understood when she saw the flock of sheep.

"Are you following those strangers?" Uma leaned in closer and lowered her voice. "Those people are very dangerous. Do you want to live?!"

"I need to find out what they are sacrificing and whether it will threaten our village."

"Who knows? It's definitely not a sacrifice to the Mother Weaver." Uma paused. "How about we go over and take a look, just one look, and then we run?"

Keisha nodded, that was exactly what she meant.

Uma is a person who has many bold ideas, but not enough courage. If she is led by Kesha, who is very capable of taking action, then there will be no problem.

This is why Kesha is the leader in the small group, and Uma is just the strategist responsible for making plans.

Chapter 6: Night of Confession

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The stars at night were dim and sleepy, and somehow seemed closer than ever.

Keisha and Uma followed the cultists to a low valley at the edge of the desert and looked out from afar.

There was a huge stone platform in the valley. Under the light of the fire, they saw people and sheep gathered around the stone. The number of people was several times that of their village. Everyone held a simple lantern, echoing the starry sky.

"It's the first time in my life that I've seen so many people."

Uma said in surprise, but Kesha did not respond to her, her eyes were attracted by something on the other side of the boulder.

It was a hole, a huge hole, a hole that turned their entire village and the surrounding area upside down, and led to the depths under the yellow sand of Shurima.

What's even scarier is that Kesha had been to this place a few months ago, and there was nothing here at that time. This hole seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, like some kind of disease...a disease of the earth.

"Mother Weaver, something like this actually appeared right under our noses! It's too scary, we must not mess with these people. Kesha, I have a bad feeling, let's run!"

"Wait, I haven't seen conclusive evidence yet."

Uma was also frightened by the hole. She pulled Keisha's arm and wanted to leave, but Keisha asked her to wait.

A person walked out of the tent on the platform... No, he didn't walk, he floated out.

His head was glowing purple, attracting the attention of the two from a distance. This glow gave Kaisha a familiar feeling of discomfort, which she had seen in the mouth of the cave monster.

The man floated to the top of a huge stone platform, which had become a pulpit. Everyone respectfully called him the Prophet Malzahar and listened to his sermons devoutly.

"Tonight is the night of confession."

The prophet spoke, and his voice was not a sound at all, but was cast directly into everyone's mind. Kesha had similar experiences and was relatively calm, but Uma was frightened and screamed directly, and quickly covered her mouth to suppress it.

They shouldn't have been discovered at such a long distance. Even a loud scream would be buried in the wind and sand, not to mention a small moan. But the prophet suddenly locked his sight on the area where they were. In an instant, their vision was magnified many times, as if the distance was shortened to each other, and they could even see each other's faces from a distance.

The image of Malzahar was deeply imprinted in Kai'Sa's retina. The prophet was wrapped in a cloak and scarf with many ancient symbols scrawled on it. His feet were bare, his hands were clenched tightly as if he was stiff after death, and his head... that was definitely not a human head. The entire skull was a thin layer of net, and a terrifying purple light shone through it. In the light, there was a more condensed light, which was pulsating, expanding, and spreading...

Kai'Sa didn't know how Malzahar did it, but his gaze penetrated them from afar, nailing their bodies to the spot. It was too late for them to escape.

"Ah, newcomer." Malzahar said, "No problem, please come along."

The prophet received them seemingly gently, but one could not tell from his appearance that drastic changes were taking place in the minds of the two people at this moment.

Many buildings... or rather chitinous buildings, upside down, snarling, sank under a vast, strange ocean. Thousands of greedy creatures swam in groups, their huge bodies even blocking out the spots of light that were not the scorching sun, and rolling up ocean currents in the unnatural waters.

Then she saw it. A huge figure towering behind the prophet, filling the night sky and devouring memories.

Kesha's mind was torn apart, and countless thoughts appeared out of nowhere and suddenly disappeared. The memory faded away, and the giant seemed to move, responding to the new food.

A name that bounced up and down between the grooves of her brain, hanging on the edge of perception, but she could never grasp it.

She couldn't bear this sudden change, and she lost consciousness.

In the darkness, Keisha finally grasped the name.

That was "Keisha", her own name, and she was glad that she didn't lose herself.

When Kesha woke up again, she found herself standing on the edge of the cave. The cultists next to her were throwing goats into the cave, and when they had thrown all the goats, they jumped down themselves.

"Believers," the confession continued, and it seemed that he had not been unconscious for long.

“I have been telling you that the end will come.

The Void will surely come, cleansing this world and all its suffering, and with it, each of you.

But tonight, here, you only need to give her your memories, and you can welcome the end painlessly.

She will take it all, and you will be remade into a more beautiful form beneath her purple sea."

The believers raised their hands one after another. Kai'Sa looked at Malzahar on the platform. The figure behind him became bigger and bigger, extending beyond the horizon.

She wanted to escape the suffocating weight of the Prophet, but before that she had to take Uma with her, and fortunately the latter was there.

Just as Keisha was about to talk to Uma, she suddenly found that Uma's face was glowing slightly in the night.

There was a deep lavender glow in the girl's eye sockets, and her entire face was covered with lavender winding lines, even covering up her signature freckles.

She kept muttering something about Icathia and the void. No matter how Kassa shook her arm or called her name, Uma didn't respond at all, as if she had forgotten the name.

A sense of dread came over her - Uma had not been able to grasp her own name. So her memory was robbed; her experience was emptied; her existence was devoured.Mei, I think, Kong Yong has no Lin You Yong...

Kesha was anxiously trying to ask for help, but the faces of the people around her were all slightly glowing in the darkness. They were crowded together, and there was no air between them. If a girl did anything that was not in line with the group, she would be immediately caught and thrown into the cave.

The words only left bitterness on my lips, but this was not the most despairing thing, because the ground beneath my feet began to collapse in the next second.

The rift opened rapidly, swallowing them all. The sheep, the people, the tents... nothing was spared. Even the stars in the night sky were extinguished one by one in Kesha's eyes.

——Only Malzahar was left floating in the sky, watching with an expressionless face as everyone fell into the void where black light was flickering.

Then, a signal came from the void.

Not enough, far from enough...her birth requires more memories.

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The severe pain in her body made Kaisha open her eyes. She found herself lying in an extremely dark environment, with something warm under her. Combining her memories, she knew it was a human body that was sacrificed.

This is really not good news. Although the human cushion saved her life and prevented her from falling to death on the spot, it only turned the situation into a lingering survival.

Kesha had multiple fractures and bruises all over her body, to the point where even screaming in pain would make it more painful. Her only intact arm was still tightly holding onto Uma beside her, but the latter did not respond at all and her life or death was uncertain.

"Wouldn't it be better if he fell to his death?"