Void Beetle Evolution Guide

"Let's talk this out, don't fight." Wild Hunt immediately grabbed Syndra from behind and pulled her away. No wonder Syndra didn't float up immediately after waking up; her magic had been exhausted.

Cassiopeia smiled, not angry at all, after all, Syndra was too weak to do much. She didn't feel anything while being choked, but she still rubbed her neck and pretended to be in pain.

"I admit it was my fault, but there's nothing we can do about it. Don't be angry, you still have the foundation of witchcraft, you can make up for it in less than a hundred years." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the initial statement.)

Syndra was even angrier after hearing Cassiopeia's explanation. What did she mean by "it can be made up in less than a hundred years"? Wasn't the time she wasted also time?

"If I still had magic, I would definitely tear you to pieces, and then resurrect Kai'Sa to kill you a hundred times to vent my anger!" Syndra waved her fist, and if Wild Hunt hadn't grabbed her shoulder from under her arm, she would have pounced on him.

"Don't say things like that, it'll scare me!" Cassiopeia still acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. Syndra could only scare her now, but the opportunity to bully Syndra in return was rare. Now was the weakest period for her, how could she miss it?

Kai'Sa rolled her eyes. Why was she being dragged into their argument? Her resurrection wasn't for them to abuse like that. Katarina couldn't stand it anymore either. Her sister was causing trouble again. As the older sister, sometimes she really wanted to strangle her.

She then turned to Kai'Sa and said, "Kai'Sa, could you please retrieve the other two Keystones later? I need to give Azir an explanation and return a new Sun Disk to them."

“No problem, it’s what I should do.” Kai’Sa nodded in agreement. The original Sun Disk had been annihilated by the Doomsday Black Hole. It was Shurima’s national treasure, and the only way to repay this favor was to recreate it using intricate runes.

"Enough!" Syndra vented for a while, but soon couldn't stand Cassiopeia's thick skin, so she turned her anger on the Wild Hunt.

"Get your filthy hands off me!" she said sharply, as if Wild Hunt had done something to her. However, Wild Hunt only gripped her armpits, not touching her at all, though the posture looked somewhat humiliating, like he was capturing an enemy.

"As the only man present, it is my duty to help the lady." Wild Hunt not only did not let go, but instead hugged her even tighter with a serious expression, which made Syndra grit her teeth in anger.

"Fine! You've all teamed up to bully me, haven't you? I'll remember this! Once I regain my strength, not one of you will get away with this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wild Hunt withdrew his arm and stepped back. The vengeful Syndra, without support, immediately lost her balance, screamed, and fell backward.

Chapter 723 Next Steps

Wild Hunt was just trying to scare Syndra, then caught her before she fell.

"Look at you, you can't even stand up straight, let me help you."

Syndra's chest heaved, her face alternating between pale and red. The once mighty Dark Lord had fallen to such a state. But powerless to resist, she finally gave in, letting the Wild Hunt embrace her from behind with a dark expression.

The witch's tsundere nature is well-known. It's not that she dislikes the Wild Hunt, but she simply doesn't want to be hugged by him in front of everyone while she's only wearing a thin robe.

What's the difference between that and touching her directly? She's entered a period of weakness, but her sensitivity hasn't lessened. The key is that she's acting like a little bird clinging to someone, which is completely inconsistent with her usual strong persona. You Yong, are you busy? Lin Zaizai, are you free?

However, her physical condition wouldn't allow it. Without magic, she couldn't fly and could barely walk. To regain her mobility as quickly as possible, she needed to strengthen her physique with her skin armor, and ultimately, she would have to reunite with the Wild Hunt. Thinking of this, she couldn't impulsively take her anger out on the Wild Hunt.

However, Syndra felt that Wild Hunt wasn't just taking advantage of her, because he asked her a question that she cared about a lot.

“Cassiopeia, I have something to ask you.” Wild Hunt patted Syndra’s head and asked, “I think the black hole’s impact range is only slightly smaller than the giant crater left in Noxus during the Rune Wars. Since their power is about the same, why didn’t you remind me to just use the rune bomb to kill Belvis? Why did you go through all that trouble to sacrifice Syndra?”

Bervis had said that if the rune bomb were used without her knowledge, she might be killed instantly. Now, after all that trouble, not to mention the pain and torment, her condition hasn't improved much, and they've even sacrificed Syndra's own power, making it seem like they've actually lost out.

“Of course, it’s because the rune bombs are going to be used for something more important.” Cassiopeia raised her hand and held up one finger, gesturing for everyone to follow her lead. “If the runes explode and scatter all over the world, collecting them will be a huge hassle. If it were up to you, would you want to preserve Syndra’s magic or preserve the runes?”

If we answer according to her line of thinking, then it's simply a matter of choosing the World Rune. After all, the runes can do far more than Syndra herself can, and she can also draw power from the runes to replenish her mana. Saying a hundred years is an exaggeration; she probably wouldn't even need a tenth of that to recover to her previous peak state.

"Sigh, what kind of crazy plan do you have now?" Wild Hunt sighed, surprised that Cassiopeia had even planned out the future. If there was anything in this world worth using rune bombs on, it was only the Watchers in the Howling Abyss.

“There’s a saying in Ionia: ‘Heavenly secrets must not be revealed.’ It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, but if I do, it won’t work.” While everyone was eagerly awaiting an answer, Cassiopeia playfully poked her non-existent dimples and brushed it off.

"Fine, then don't tell me." Wild Hunt wholeheartedly agreed. Anything related to fate would change the timeline once it was revealed.

He remembered that Twin Cities possessed a fragment of enlightenment capable of altering timelines, allowing people to travel to another parallel universe.

However, what happened in this timeline will not change. If they lose to Bervis, then they have truly lost. Even if the timeline is changed, it will not change the fact that they will be wiped out.

Because the purpose of that rune fragment is to go to another parallel universe, not to go back to the past and give you a second chance.

If you are obsessed with going back to the past, you will create a time loop and be trapped in a certain cycle forever.

Seeing that Wild Hunt's curiosity hadn't been piqued, Cassiopeia became displeased. She stepped forward and pressed herself against Wild Hunt, her red lips slightly parted, tempting him with her soft, fragrant tongue: "If Master wants to know the secret, you can actually 'pry' it out of him from his mouth."

"Hey, what are you doing? Can't you see I'm still here?" Syndra, unable to bear Cassiopeia's affection, immediately shouted at Wild Hunt.

"You're still protecting your food?" Cassiopeia glanced at her and casually retorted, making Syndra blush, whether from anger or embarrassment, no one knew.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around." Katarina, unable to stand it any longer, grabbed Cassiopeia's arm and pulled her away. "We still have a lot of things to deal with after this. The most important thing right now is to find the other two runestones."

"I'll go find them." After being reminded, Kai'Sa immediately set off. She was teleported inland by Wild Hunt through a portal and then followed the runes to find the two runes.

“Once you get the runes, teleport me back to Noxus too.” Cassiopeia’s words made Wild Hunt frown and look at her.

"Why go back to Noxus? Is it related to the next plan?"

He recalled that before arriving at the Lilac Sea, Cassiopeia had also unusually returned to Noxus. She wasn't one to be family-oriented, and she had most likely already secretly begun preparations at that time. Moreover, she should have returned to Uzeris's mansion in Shurima; although it was only separated from Noxus by a strait, the difference was still significant.

Cassie did not deny it, "Yes, there is something very important that I need to go back and 'get'."

"Do you need any help?" Wild Hunt didn't ask for a specific purpose, but since Cassiopeia wasn't known for her combat prowess, he was worried that she would be at a disadvantage in battle.

"Thank you for your concern, Master~ But no need, I should be able to manage on my own."

Afterwards, Wild Hunt carried Syndra to the cabin to rest. Syndra didn't want anyone else to see the re-fusion process, so she didn't allow anyone else to come in.

Once they were alone, Syndra first conjured something up and showed it to Wild Hunt, then asked, "I heard you've been looking for this?"

Wild Hunt stared intently and saw that it was a mass of deep purple viscous that possessed self-awareness and was constantly writhing and expanding, beating and changing into various meaningful shapes like a heart. It was clearly the divine essence of a Void God!

Even the usually composed Wild Hunt couldn't help but exclaim, "This is the divine essence of Piervis?! It wasn't annihilated by the black hole? And it's ended up in your hands!"

Wild Hunt took the divine spark and carefully sensed the divine power it contained. As he examined it, he said, "The function of this divine spark seems to be [Transformation]. No wonder she took my Cow of the Nest so easily. Hmm? She even left such a treacherous backup plan... Syndra, it's a good thing you didn't curiously pry into the power within, otherwise the million voices hidden inside would have torn your will apart and then used your body to complete your reincarnation."

Chapter 724 Fortune Turns Around

"What would I do with this?" Syndra appeared disdainful on the surface after hearing Wild Hunt's warning, but secretly thought it was a close call.

Not everyone can easily accept the fall from grace. After losing all her magic, she found it hard not to have some thoughts about using the readily available power left by Bervis to return to her peak.

If she had done that back then, she would already be possessed by Bervis, who would have reincarnated in her body and unleashed the most terrifying nightmare. Fortunately, after much deliberation, she decided to hand over this divine essence to the Wild Hunt.

"If this thing is so troublesome, will it still be of any use to you?" In her panic, Syndra also began to worry that what she had given would harm the Wild Hunt.

She hadn't given Wild Hunt a kind look outside, but now that no one was around, she suddenly started showing concern. Whether she admits it or not, it's just her being a bit of a tsundere.

"Yes, of course! Bervis's divine essence is much stronger than that of the Void Deformed One. With it, I should be able to cultivate my own unique divine essence. But before that, I need to spend a lot of effort refining it and erasing the consciousness Bervis left inside. Only then can it be used by me; and only then can I truly kill the Void Queen."

Bervis has always wanted to transform Runeterra into a new world filled with void creations, much like her grotesque, writhing, and ever-flowing pale purple sea.

[Transformation] This divine essence perfectly aligns with her philosophy. To transform all things into creations of the void—this is the Void Queen's ultimate goal.

"Keep it if you find it useful, no need to thank me... Well, consider it repayment for entrusting me with the Foundation Stone of Sorcery." Syndra told Wild Hunt to put away the divine essence, then lay down on the bed looking tired and ready to rest.

But the next second, Wild Hunt pulled her up again. "How can that be? I have to let you feel my gratitude properly."

The Hunter's eyes were like a deep pool of desire. He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, revealing a wild and wicked smile. Syndra's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately understood what he wanted to do.

"Why are you kicking me when I'm down?! Let me go! You lust-driven bastard!" Syndra struggled, trying to pry Wild Hunt's fingers off.

If she still possessed magic, the Wild Hunt would never have shown up to bully her like this; he could only do filthy and disgusting things to her while in his armored form.

"What goes around comes around. Just think of it as kicking someone when they're down. Anyway, I'm making up my mind today." You Yong, do you have time? Lin Zaizai, are you free yet...?

The frail Syndra was powerless against the snarling Wild Hunt, who pulled her into his arms and pressed her against his chest, forcing her to bend over.

Her long, white hair cascaded down to her thighs like a waterfall, resembling a galaxy falling from the heavens, and she was a goddess who had been banished from the heavens.

Wild Hunt tossed aside her hair and gently bit Syndra's fair neck. The pain of the bite and the warmth of her breath made her reflexively raise her head and let out a seductive gasp.

In a moment of distraction, the mad hunter's hands had already slipped into his robes. One hand skillfully covered the firm, snowy peaks, while the other slid down the smooth, deep abyss of the lower abdomen, fondling it with care.

"No...no, there are still people outside." After Wild Hunt expressed his determination, Syndra changed her mind, trying to make him back down, but it was to no avail.

"Guess what they're doing? Maybe they're all lining up." Wild Hunt's words completely blocked Syndra's escape route.

The most honorable warriors have already gone to retrieve the runes, leaving only lustful women who are desperately hungry for their dominion. All but her crave the succubus's control. At this moment, the Royal Palace is like a deserted island, and having lost her ability to fly, she has no chance of escaping this den of debauchery.

Syndra resigned herself to her fate, listlessly letting the Wild Hunt run rampant. Little did she know how arrogant she had been when she was in power, treating her opponent as a tool for her own amusement, which was why she was now suffering this karmic retribution.

As the Wild Hunt employed a three-pronged approach—gentle nibbles against her ear, tingling sensations from kneading her nipples, and stimulating pleasure from ravaging her clitoris—a chaotic mess engulfed her weakened body, causing Syndra to immediately succumb to the Wild Hunt's grasp.

Having already tasted the pleasures of intimacy, it's impossible for her not to know the wonders of union. Syndra's resistance was nothing more than a crumbling wall that would collapse at the slightest push. No matter how much she resisted beforehand, she would immediately change her mind once she tasted even a little sweetness.

Perhaps she enjoys this forced dynamic. In all the previous instances, wasn't it always the other way around—she initially refused to cooperate, but over time, feelings developed, and she eventually took the initiative and became the queen? Unfortunately, this time she didn't have the power to push him back, so she could only submit and be submissive in the Wild Hunt's arms.

Despite Syndra's best efforts to control her voice, she couldn't help but let out a series of moans under Wild Hunt's ministrations.

The Royal Palace's cabins were poorly soundproofed, and the ship was old; the creaking of the planks from the rocking could often be heard all night long. If anyone did anything strenuous inside, the whole ship could hear them, which was Syndra's biggest worry at the moment.

If it weren't for the ship's teleportation capabilities, it would have been the subject of a joint complaint from its crew long ago. Now that the Wild Hunt has the ability to open portals across the world, it's time for the Royal Palace to retire.

Just as Syndra was thinking about complaining to the Wild Hunt after this was over, the thing she least wanted to happen happened.

Her gaze inadvertently swept across the doorway, and she noticed that the door had been ajar. Four heads stood in a neat row, their eyes wide as they peered through the crack at her pathetic state as she sang softly under the Wild Hunt's ministrations.

The moment their eyes met, two people looked away with guilt, while the remaining two blatantly pushed open the door and peeked out to watch. They were none other than Cassiopeia and Sephiroth.

On the other hand, Syndra's originally rosy cheeks turned pale instantly, her relaxed body tensed up, and in her extreme tension, she almost ejaculated, quickly squeezing her legs together.

"You pervert! Stop right now! People are watching."

Syndra, in her desperation, headbutted Wild Hunt's nose. Wild Hunt glanced at her but said nothing. Instead, he deliberately spread Syndra's legs, exposing her wet vulva to the entrance. Amidst Syndra's screams of trembling meninges, he inserted his fingers and quickly probed.

"No...no!!!" Syndra, who was already on the verge of climax, was further aroused by Wild Hunt's actions. Under the intense catalysis of shame, her back arched and she immediately released a torrent of fluid.

Wild Hunt then withdrew his wet fingers, picked up the dazed and convulsing Syndra, kissed her a few times, then put the condom on his body as if it were a halberd, and said to the people at the door, "You guys wait outside for now, come in after I've dealt with her."

There was an uproar outside the door. It wasn't that Wild Hunt couldn't handle it, but rather that Syndra was currently at a significant disadvantage. If he didn't take special care of her, given her arrogant personality and weak physique, she would definitely not have a good gaming experience.

Now, he wants Syndra to experience the feeling of being watched and envied. If you want to be a queen, you should feel ashamed and strive to improve, setting a good example for others, right?

Chapter 725 Two Sisters Who Love Each Other

Kai'Sa has no idea what awaits her when she returns to the Royal Palace; right now, all she wants to do is find the other two Runestones.

She followed her senses all the way to the underground void of Shurima. The passage leading to the Pale Purple Sea was straight and unobstructed, but here were tunnels that were completely irregular, repetitive, and abruptly ended.

If you only know the directions, it's very easy to get lost. However, Kasha hadn't lost her years of experience surviving underground; she knew how to find the right path in this damned maze.

Kai'Sa raced at full speed, ignoring the ethereal beings she encountered along the way, her only focus on retrieving the rune. Because if the regeneration pool wasn't sealed, these monsters would never be completely killed; their numbers would keep replenishing until it reached saturation.

She planned to wait until she resolved the threat of the monitors before diving into the ground to investigate and seal off the regeneration pools scattered deep underground, and then use runes to modify the environment to completely purify and erode them.

Imagine her running freely through underground tunnels, each step creating lotus blossoms. Everywhere she runs, glowing underground plants and colonies sprout—what a beautiful scene that would be! And this is her ultimate dream.

Kaisa was incredibly fast, making no stops along the way, and quickly approached her target. The target was mixed in with the fish, so she simply blasted the entire school to death.

Without Bervis's covert manipulation, the Void Remora were no longer a threat; they were slaughtered before they could even touch Kai'Sa's clothes.

She then successfully found the gold and red foundation stones amidst a strange pool of liquid and debris, and then began her return journey.

Since World Runes cannot be brought into the Void Rift, and Kai'Sa already had a Runestone but couldn't put them into a container in her body to circumvent this rule, she had no choice but to carry both runes back herself.

Meanwhile, Syndra, who had just been publicly executed, fainted amidst screams and humiliation.

Wild Hunt seemed determined to embarrass Syndra, grabbing her legs and pulling her towards the door, completely exposing their intimate moment to the others. The empathetic audience couldn't help but reach under her skirt, mouths agape, tongues lolling out, waiting for their moment.

Syndra should have been angry, but she wasn't. Because at that moment, her mind was filled with nothing but shame and pleasure. The scalding essence melted away reason, leaving only a mush.

Katarina instinctively crawled between her legs to taste the diluted slurry flowing down the magic orb. This action was noticed by Cassiopeia, who seized the opportunity to tease her.

"Oh dear, my dear sister, how did you get trained to be like a little bitch?" She patted Katarina's pert buttocks, as if the other woman were a little bitch wagging her tail and begging for mercy.

Upon hearing this, Katarina's cheeks flushed red. Realizing that her behavior was not quite right, she decided to go all out and turned back to kiss Cassiopeia on the lips, feeding her all the imported raw liquid she had just collected.

Cassiopeia, a seasoned veteran, naturally accepted everything without hesitation. She swallowed it all, just as her blood sister, Katarina, had drunk the first blood that Katarina had shed when she lost her virginity.

Then she stuck out her smooth little tongue, which was longer than most people's, and swished it inside Katerina's mouth. The latter, unusually, did not find it offensive, as if their relationship had become more harmonious after going through life and death together.

Wild Hunt joined them after putting Syndra back on the bed, and they staged a scene reminiscent of their first meeting, with soft breasts and hard chests sandwiching Katarina between them.

Then he plunged his hands into the opposing, towering peaks, the fourfold fusion of flesh and water giving the Wild Hunt a great feast. His erect spear was rubbed against Katarina's crotch at point-blank range, its tip still managing to break free from the embrace of her buttocks and press against Cassiopeia's aroused nipple.

"Ugh..." Katarina not only had to endure the brute force of a pair of large hands gripping her from behind, but also had to withstand the combined attack of four soft, supple muscles.

Portil and Sephiroth joined in, one sucking on the earlobe and the other licking the ear canal. It wasn't a matter of who was the group's favorite, but rather that they were doing everything they could to defeat Katarina so that it would be their turn sooner.

Portil breathed a chill, the cold sensation sending goosebumps down Katarina's spine and making her skin unusually sensitive. Sephiroth's tongue seemed to drip water, the droplets blocking her ear canal making her feel like her brain was filled with water, unbearably itchy. Cassiopeia's nimble tongue danced exquisitely in her mouth, while the Wild Hunt behind her bit into her neck, leaving hickeys on her fair skin.

Under such a frenzied onslaught, Katarina felt countless tingling pleasures exploding throughout her body. Her lower abdomen spasmed uncontrollably, and clear love fluid gushed down her long spear, spraying down her inner thighs and soaking a large area.

Katarina was ready to move on to the next stage. Wild Hunt slightly bent his waist and used his spear to thrust into her without any help, gradually increasing the pace of his attack.

Cassiopeia knelt down in response, her gaze sweeping over the narrow, grassy area. She parted the clam shell with both hands and began to lick and suck the protruding nipple, which quickly became luscious and tempting under the nourishment of her saliva.

The two dragon maidens also went around to the front and each took one of the two cherry-red buds into their mouths. The different oral environments brought completely different experiences, causing Katarina to gasp and feel a surge of heat in her lower abdomen, which was still in the afterglow of the previous encounter.

Due to the limited position, only half of the barrel could be inserted into the fleshy clam, but the constant whipping of this half alone was enough to make Katarina feel like she was dying of pleasure. Despite her best efforts to suppress it, she could still occasionally let out a few moans from deep in her throat.

"Sister, you're so weak~ You only care about your own pleasure and don't even know how to repay the master's hard work. Get down, it's my turn." Katarina was defeated before she could squeeze any ammunition out of the Wild Hunt, and after being mocked by her sister, she took her place.

Cassiopeia, wanting to showcase her Star-Ash skills, immediately and wildly lifted her leg, performing a split with her long leg resting on the Wild Hunt's shoulder. In such a wanton position, her tightly closed vulva naturally opened wide. Holding the spear covered in her sister's love fluid, she slowly inserted it into her body.

In return, Katarina kneaded down, kneading the magic orb while licking their joined genitals. Cassiopeia, true to her reputation as the woman who had merged with the Wild Hunt the most times, maintained her rhythm even under the combined assault of three, her powerful contractions driving the Wild Hunt to ecstasy. [The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.]