Void Beetle Evolution Guide

"Syndra, tell Kai'Sa not to activate the rune bomb!" Just then, Portyl, who was gripped by fear, shouted out Cassiopeia's last words.

She transformed into a dragon, intending to deliver the message to Kasha, but was intercepted by Bervis. The Empress instantly appeared above Portil, delivering a devastating tail whip strike that wounded the ice dragon's neck, causing it to bend at an unnatural angle and plummet to the ground like a meteor.

Portil didn't even struggle before falling silent, which shows how powerful the attack was; his neck bones were probably shattered.

"Fool, at a time like this, the only way to get a message out is through the Wild Hunt."

Another companion died tragically before her eyes, and she witnessed the whole thing, which made Syndra's eyes turn completely red.

She felt sorry for Portil's death. She couldn't understand what message Portil had risked his life to deliver, as she had never heard Kai'Sa mention the rune bomb before.

Out of consideration for their past as comrades, Syndra retrieved Portyl before the insect swarm devoured her, leaving her with a complete corpse.

At this moment, she had entered the second stage of grief, which was the anger that followed denial—the most intense stage of her emotions. The anger was like a red-hot iron, searing every nerve in her body, making even the surrounding air seem restless.

"Belvis! I will never forgive you!"

The moment the roar resounded through the heavens and earth, the dark energy surrounding Syndra suddenly erupted. The embodiment of destruction rose from the ground once more, transforming into a goddess who could support the heavens and the earth. Her eyes radiated a terrifying black light, focusing on Bervis.

The goddess's figure looked down upon the mortal world from the highest heavens, her flowing hair staining the night sky like ink. The foundations of the earth trembled violently beneath her feet, and the moonlight appeared exceptionally pale, as if all its brilliance had been sucked away.

The rubble rained down, and the thin wall on the seaward side of the pit was shattered by the sound waves. Seawater surged back through the gap, and the turbid waves, carrying the broken rocks, violently pushed aside the restless swarm of insects, turning the pale purple sea into a true ocean.

Exposed to the goddess's tangible gaze, Pervis felt a mountain-like pressure pressing down on his shoulders. Sindrag reached out and seized the dark orb from the air, which, in her gigantic form, manifested as two jet-black suns in her palms, each bearing the weight of her sorrow and rage.

Bervis looked up at Syndra without flinching or dodging, and even revealed a mocking look in his eyes.

She had witnessed Syndra collecting Portil's body, and this woman was clearly not the type to stop at nothing to achieve her goals. She wanted to see if the other woman would dare to disregard her companion's life and unleash the Dark Orb.

To her surprise, the King's Palace actually teamed up with Syndra.

Even before the seawater had risen, a whirlpool appeared out of nowhere at the bottom of the ship, sucking the Royal Palace into it. The ship continued to sink, and at the same time, a faint blue membrane, like bubbles, enveloped the battle-damaged, primitive steamship, keeping the cold seawater out.

Syndra urged Azir to board the ship quickly, realizing this was their last chance to escape. Just before the huge waves were about to destroy the sand platform, Azir used magic to control the platform and send it hurtling towards the Royal Palace.

Bervis naturally wouldn't let them leave, but Syndra wouldn't stand idly by either. The Void Queen's sharp wings sliced ​​out streaks of fierce wind, and Syndra conjured a towering curtain of water, but it couldn't block it all.

A gust of wind struck the Royal Palace, instantly cracking the protective shield and making it teeter on the verge of collapse. Outside the blue membrane, a swarm of insects, waiting menacingly, seized the opportunity and filed in through the gaps.

Fortunately, this bought enough time. Once Azir and the others boarded the ship, the Royal Palace immediately spun along with the whirlpool and disappeared into the vast ocean.

The black sun followed, crashing into the sea with destructive force. The entire pale purple sea felt the shockwaves, and the primal magic of the entire coastline was completely drained.

Never before had so much gloomy energy been concentrated in one place. The sorcery runes sensed Syndra's rage and continuously released power to amplify her dark magic.

The black gravitational field frantically devoured the seawater, stirring up a giant whirlpool hundreds of feet in diameter. The swarm of insects carried by the turbulent current was compressed, annihilated, and torn into tiny pieces of slime, leaving not even a trace of struggle.

The sky darkened considerably, as if it had been ripped off by the gravity of a black hole. The bedrock of the earth quickly succumbed to the pull, splitting open into a gaping maw that emitted a groan of unbearable strain.

The enormous crater shattered under the immense pressure, with more and more seawater surging in from afar. Syndra's rage was beyond the extinguishing power of any amount of seawater, bringing the entire Pale Purple Sea to the brink of collapse.

Chapter 714 The Empress's Majesty

Faced with Syndra's devastating power, this time Bervis chose to confront the goddess's wrath head-on.

She defied the black hole's powerful gravity and flew straight into the sky. In the blink of an eye, she expanded her size tens of thousands of times, her magnificent body bristling with hair and beard, gradually filling the ocean formed by the nightmare.

The newborn body swayed against a tide of nothingness, its veins briefly glowing before detaching from its skin, each one a living entity in its own right. A strange sky cast dazzling light, outlining a false sun on a sea of ​​emptiness, as if the world were encased in a giant fleshy membrane.

A school of millions of Void Remoras circled their queen, like birds soaring above distant mountain peaks. It was simply breathtaking. If gods existed in the void, this would surely be the scene before them. Grotesque and terrifying, grotesque and eerie, yet breathtakingly beautiful. [The last two lines appear to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.]

In the blink of an eye, Bervis's figure had become even larger than Syndra's avatar, gradually merging with the phantom that shrouded the sky in Kai'Sa's nightmare.

Each of its gleaming teeth was as large as a mountain peak, and its four eyes, like dark purple stars, gazed down at Syndra with a cold, or perhaps hungry, look. At such a scale, it was truly difficult to discern.

Piervis didn't care about the escaped prey. The two sisters who posed the greatest threat to her had been eliminated, and the runes in their hands had been taken away. As for the remaining few scum, they could just run away.

Once she eliminates the immediate threat and spreads the Void Cancer throughout the world, where will they be able to escape to?

The Queen's true form lashed out with a powerful tail strike, instantly creating a void rift that spanned the entire pale purple sea beneath her. The void torrents that surged from it erupted upwards, blowing the two black holes that were constantly devouring seawater into the sky and returning them to Syndra.

The witch's colossal avatar caught the two orbs. Even Syndra had never seen such a massive entity before. The living armor froze on her body, motionless, allowing Syndra to directly feel the pressure emanating from the queen.

But Syndra's gaze remained unwavering, growing even sharper. She feared neither heaven nor earth, nor even ghosts or gods! Even if the opponent was a deity from the void, as long as they dared to stand in her way, as long as they displeased her, she dared to destroy them with her own hands!

She brought the two orbs in her palm together, merging them into an unprecedented dark orb, larger than any she had ever seen before. Correspondingly, a jet-black sun rose from the goddess's avatar, distorting the surrounding space.

Before Syndra could even see what she had done, a straight cut appeared on the enormous black sun, severing the colossal avatar in half, causing it to separate, collapse, and dissipate.

Syndra stared in utter disbelief at the Void Queen, who remained motionless as if she had never made a move. How could someone of such immense size still move at a speed too fast for the naked eye to see?!

There was no time to think about it. Syndra activated the runes with all her might, and immediately a rumble of thunder came from above. The north wind blew her white hair, and the lightning flashes in the low clouds made her tiny figure look epic and tragic.

The living creature formed from the nightmare reacted immediately. The Queen submerged half her body in the sea-filled pit, frantically lashing the surface with her wings. Each of her swift strikes created towering curtains of water, her hundreds of strikes per second making the pale purple sea appear inverted, nearly half of it exploding into the air. A wisp of ethereal purple light lingered at the tips of her wings, weaving a needle-like pattern with each high-speed thud, as if she were weaving the torrential water into a natural barrier.

A thunderbolt crashed down from the sky—this was Syndra's judgment, a divine punishment for Bervis! Yet Bervis's response was flawless and impeccable!

The series of lightning strikes hit the water curtain, but were immediately dispersed by the salty seawater. Few lightning bolts were able to pass through the water curtain and hit Pierre, but they kept writhing and jumping on his skin, as if they were being scalded by his wings.

His physique, forged by devouring millions of living beings, was so powerful that even the thunder, representing the might of heaven, had no way to deal with Bervis.

Syndra was already stretched thin, so she began to recklessly unleash forbidden spells, hurling lightning spears with a piercing shriek that tore through space.

The spear pierced the spot where Bervis had been crouching, and endless thunderstorms tore the earth apart, but Bervis had already glided away on the void currents.

With a determined heart, Syndra bit her lip and forcefully broke off her own finger, letting the excruciating pain grip her, her expression contorted with agony. Not satisfied, she tore open her nails, ripping away the connecting flesh to expose a bloody wound.

She sacrificed her pain for power, and countless dark orbs appeared out of thin air around her like cold sweat on her forehead, densely covering the sky. Each one was filled with intense hatred, as if she wanted the whole world to feel her pain!

A dense mass of dark orbs gathered in the sky, casting a terrifying shadow over the pale purple sea. Only by unleashing these orbs could Syndra's torment be relieved, and her resentment be released.

In the blink of an eye, the Dark Orb began to tremble violently, and with Syndra's cry, it poured down with immense pain. Its speed was so great that it stretched itself into an oval shape.

Bervis didn't dodge at all. His wings flapped repeatedly, and the sounds of annihilation and cracking echoed one after another. He actually ignited all the thousands of dark orbs! Then, with a sweep of his sharp wings, he tore through space and erupted a torrent of void, tearing a wound in the dark sky and staining it with a bruise-like purple.

Syndra, tossed about in the sky, was completely unaware that the enormous figure had vanished. The Queen's ray-like body slid out from the wound in the sky, casting a shadow that blotted out the sun behind Syndra.

The colossal beast that devoured the world seemed to be holding a false sun in its mouth, bathing Syndra in a ghastly purple light. Syndra felt as if she were in a hell of acid, every inch of her skin burning with a corrosive pain as if it were a melting candle.

Amidst overwhelming terror, Syndra desperately channeled dark energy to form a barrier around herself, blocking the erosion of the molten purple light.

She had no time to look back, nor did she dare to. She knew that if she did, she would either go insane from the overwhelming amount of unknown information in her brain, or she would go blind under the bright light.

Little did she know, she was only a hundred meters away from Bervis. Before the colossal beast that blotted out the sky, Syndra was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

Given such a stark difference in scale, it seemed as if the Queen could simply open her enormous mouth slightly and the resulting airflow would be enough to suck Syndra into her belly, leaving her with no chance of resistance.

If it weren't for the runes on Syndra, Bervis might have swallowed her whole.

The Queen took a slight breath and then let out a roar that twisted space and squeezed everything. A million voices merged into an aria that pierced through the barrier and made Syndra bleed from all seven orifices.

Syndra lost control of her body and plunged headfirst into the seawater below.

Just moments before she was about to be swallowed by the fish, Kai'Sa tore through the void and snatched her back from the clutches of death.

Chapter 715 Goddess of Luck

Rewinding to ten minutes earlier, Kasha discovered that after Belvis severed her arm to break free from her restraints, the branches sprouting from her chest began to grow uncontrollably. Even though her anger had subsided, the dead branches continued to sprout new buds, growing slowly but steadily.

Realizing something was wrong, Kai'Sa refused Syndra's help, telling her to hurry back to support the Royal Palace. Then she grabbed the tree branch with both hands and began to pull it outwards with all her might.

The withered branch saved Kaisa's life from Bervis's grasp, but it also grew intertwined with her broken heart. Every slight movement caused Kaisa excruciating pain.

"I'll help you!" Taking advantage of the Queen's absence, Wild Hunt immediately appeared to help Kai'Sa escape. Every second that they managed to pull out the withered branch and return to provide support would greatly increase the chances of the others surviving.

The moment Wild Hunt placed his hand on it, he felt an aura of death invade his body, so intense it made his heart pound. His fingertips immediately turned ashen, and his skin cracked inch by inch.

Under the laws of nature, even the Void Queen is no exception. Creatures of the Void gained life through the laws of the real world, and naturally, they also die because they possess those laws. [The following appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-translated gibberish: "You Yongne Lin Mei is busy, you Lin Zai Zai is not here..."]

"At worst, I'll just have to sacrifice a part of my body!" Wild Hunt thought to himself, and began to pull hard at the branches, but then he realized that things were not so simple.

This isn't simply about pulling the branch out of Kai'Sa's body; it's about separating the embodiment of power from the runes. When it comes to runes, the Wild Hunt can offer very little help; ultimately, it depends on Kai'Sa's own efforts.

It's true that Kai'Sa gained immortality, but every power comes at a price. If this power isn't separated in time, the branch will continue to grow until it eventually turns Kai'Sa into a large tree, achieving so-called "immortality" in another form.

"Save Kyle first, she's dying." Even in this critical moment, Kai'Sa was thinking about the safety of the others.

Wild Hunt sighed. He had just teleported away the dying Kayle when the fierce battle between Syndra and Bervis shattered the pit walls, and surging seawater rushed into the Pale Purple Sea. Giant waves from a thousand meters away were about to sweep over.

"Oh no!" He rushed back to help Kasha, but the roots growing from Kasha's back had already firmly pinned her to the ground.

Wild Hunt and Kai'Sa could only grip each other's wrists tightly, trying to withstand the impact of the waves. The giant waves crashed down, and the two of them were immediately swept away by the seawater, their feet off the ground, swaying wildly like fragile seaweed.

Kasha let out a heart-wrenching scream as the tangled branches were slowly pulled out by the pounding of the waves.

"Hold on! Kasa. Cassiopeia and Portil have already sacrificed themselves. Only you can bring them back to life!" Wild Hunt's voice was immediately swallowed by the waves, but Kasa still heard the news that someone had met with misfortune.

"Is this true...?" She felt as if she had been struck by a heavy blow. Even though she had prepared herself mentally, hearing the news was a completely different matter.

Surprisingly... there were sacrifices so quickly, and the one who died was Cassiopeia, who was most adept at seeking advantage and avoiding harm... This war is so brutal.

She began to question her decision. Was it worth sacrificing her companions to protect that small piece of land? If she had listened to the Wild Hunt's advice and used the rune bomb immediately, would the outcome have been different?

“Kasha, calm down. Listen, I’m not telling you this to discourage you, but there’s some information you need to know.” Drowned in the waves, the Wild Hunt continued to pull Kasha’s body from the tree branch. “Belvis isn’t omniscient. Although she was the first to pierce Katarina’s heart, she didn’t know Katarina possessed near-immortal Darkin power. Katarina faked her death to deceive Belvis, and now she’s pieced together Cassiopeia’s body. When you return, you still have a chance to resurrect them.”

“Yes… I can also try to resurrect them…” Kai’Sa suddenly remembered that the Resilience Rune had the power to reverse life and death. As long as she dealt with Bervis as soon as possible and before the corpses rotted, there would still be room for maneuver.

But the Wild Hunt said that Cassiopeia died a terrible death, and she might not even be human. Will she be able to resurrect her?

“There’s one more thing. Cassiopeia left a crucial message before she died: she told you not to activate the rune bomb.” Taking advantage of Kai’Sa’s distraction, Wild Hunt yanked her a little further out. Blood gushed from the wound, immediately diluted and washed away by the murky seawater.

Kai'Sa screamed repeatedly until she was completely exhausted, and then she asked, "Why...why did she know about the rune bomb? We didn't tell anyone about our plan!"

What puzzled her wasn't why Cassiopeia stopped her from using the rune bomb, but rather where Cassiopeia had gotten the information about the rune bomb.

This was a secret between her and the Wild Hunt; they hadn't told anyone. Katarina might have heard the term, but the Wild Hunt hadn't revealed its specific use to her, and Katarina wasn't one to gossip.

"Don't you find it strange? We've been going incredibly smoothly lately... Godhood, rune bombs, resurrection abilities—we've acquired all of these things recently, and each of them has played a crucial role in this war."

After being reminded by Wild Hunt, Kai'Sa realized the problem.

They've been having such a smooth time lately, and everything seems to be happening with a purpose.

Why did the Wild Hunt happen to obtain the reproductive godhood of the Void Deformity just before their final battle against the Void Queen, thus gaining the ability to resist Bervis's transformation?

Singed, too, inexplicably gave Katarina a Hextech Bomb during this period. This had absolutely nothing to do with the research topic the Wild Hunt had given him, but it inadvertently inspired the Wild Hunt to create such a powerful weapon as the Rune Bomb.

And then there was her own feeling before the great battle that someone would be sacrificed, so she secretly began an experiment to reverse life and death, and thus survived the confrontation with Pierre.

Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!

"Why is it such a coincidence?" Kai'Sa wondered. "Does a goddess of fortune really exist in this world?"

"Is it possible that the goddess of fortune you're talking about... is Cassiopeia?"

"she?"

Kasha paused for a moment, recalling the message Cassiopeia had given her before she died. She felt that the latter must know something they didn't, which was why she said that.

All these anomalies point to the Overlord rune on Cassiopeia's body.

Chapter 716 Trapped in a Cage

After being reminded by Wild Hunt, Kasha believed that the reason they had been doing so well recently was most likely because Cassiopeia was secretly pulling strings.

Contrary to her apparent laziness, she subtly activated the ruling runes, guiding the threads of fate and directing everything in the direction she desired.

As members of the Wild Hunt, they all share the same goal—to win the war against Bervis.

But when she thought about Cassiopeia's death, Kai'Sa felt that things weren't so simple.

Even in her own scripted scenario, Cassiopeia couldn't escape death. This suggests just how terrifying the enemy they faced must have been forcing her to orchestrate her own demise.

“But if we don’t activate the rune bomb soon, how can we defeat Bervis? I really can’t think of a way to beat her.” Kai’Sa’s voice was filled with exhaustion; Bervis was so powerful that it was despair-inducing.

“At times like this, you have no choice but to trust Cassiopeia. As the master of fate, she sees more and farther than we do, and she would never make a choice that is detrimental to herself. She made this decision precisely because she believed that you could kill Bervis and resurrect her.”

"Can I really trust you, Cassiopeia..."

Once you choose to believe, it's like a thousand-pound weight pressing down on your shoulders. They believed in her so much that they even entrusted their lives to her, and Kasha didn't want to disappoint anyone, much less die because of it.

Kasha took a deep breath, repeatedly telling herself to calm down, to calm down, and to turn her grief and anger into strength. She removed her helmet, ignoring the rushing seawater, and gave the Wild Hunt a resolute look.

The latter immediately understood, stepping into the shallow crater in the ground and pulling her wrists back sharply. Seawater rushed into their mouths, but even so, it couldn't suppress Kasha's screams.

With a sharp crack as flesh and skin separated, Wild Hunt finally managed to pull Kasha out of the withered branch that had grown into a sapling.

The moment the tree separated from the human, crimson blood gushed from the wound in her chest. The branches growing from the flesh, Kai'Sa's posture of death, and the sense of relief on her face at that moment, together created a beautiful scene.

The blood was quickly washed away by the turbid waves, while Kai'Sa was held back by the Wild Hunt and not taken away. Suddenly, a warm green light shone from the bloody hole in her chest, and life energy surged in like a tide, instantly healing the gruesome wound. The new flesh looked even more tender and pink than the surrounding flesh.

Wild Hunt stepped forward and embraced the weakened Kai'Sa, covering her exposed chest and quietly waiting for her armor to retract and heal. Kai'Sa leaned into Wild Hunt's arms, finding peace in that moment.

"You need to hurry up and help Kai'Sa, Syndra is almost at her limit too." Wild Hunt wanted to encourage Kai'Sa and cheer her on. However, time waits for no one. Sensing the one-sided disadvantage on the battlefield, he only hated his own limitations, unable to be of any use in direct confrontation.

"Wait." Kai'Sa suddenly turned around and grasped the branch. She released the power of the runes, and then something magical happened. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentence.)

The exceptionally resilient branch began to twist and shape in her hands, gradually transforming into a perfectly formed spear.