lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Ryan said, waving his hand.

The dark purple gloomy energy turned into light and enveloped him and Riven.

Immediately afterwards, a force lifted them up, freeing them from the control of gravity.

Riven stared blankly at the ground that was getting farther and farther away. As a warrior, she was not afraid of heights. Instead, she felt that this way of moving was extremely efficient.

She wanted to ask Ryan why he didn't hurry up sooner.

But the next second she suddenly realized why Ryan didn't do that before.

Because as the two of them flew by like birds, dark traces appeared wherever they passed.

They are like the source of all evil, turning all the plants they touch into 'dry bones'.

Let’s use simpler terms.

Ryan flew across the sky, leaving a group of "bald heads" behind him!

Although no one in this world has ever proposed the law of conservation of matter.

But any use of magic comes at a price.

The essence of dark magic is plunder.

The result of Sindra's uncontrollable and instinctive casting of dark magic is the indiscriminate and unrestrained plundering of the surrounding power, which eventually causes all things to wither and be suppressed and sealed by the will of the newborn earth.

But Ryan is different!

He is an excellent young man who has received nine years of compulsory education and realized that green mountains and clear waters are the foundation of a valuable asset. He is well aware of the importance of sustainable development.

Therefore, he always exercised restraint when using dark magic in Ionia.

With his excellent talent, even if he only uses a very small part of his magic, it is enough for him to deal with most situations.

Just like now.

He felt that compared to the fate of withering away directly, becoming bald did not seem so difficult for these plants to accept.

Voila.

At least the Firstborn Earth didn't stop itself.

The towering trees around him did not use their branches and leaves to hit him.

Ryan enjoyed the freedom under these rules, watching the goshawk flying by and listening to the whistling wind in his ears.

If you didn't know that plants also care about their hair.

He even wanted to fly a little longer.

But absolute freedom is essentially a restriction on the freedom of others.

The newborn soil can exist for thousands of years, so it must be able to see the difference between necessity and wanton abuse.

Long Aotian's style of going against the will of heaven and trampling on all rules and regulations is more common in cool novels.

In the real world, a normal person must learn how to enjoy happiness without affecting others while complying with the rules.

Ryan lowered his head.

Looking at the world from this perspective is like playing a game with the entire map open.

If those disciples of the Yufeng Sword Sect were nearby, he would be sure to find them as soon as possible.

Riven held Ryan's arm tightly, but her eyes involuntarily glanced back.

Wherever they passed, countless plants and trees withered.

“It’s very disrespectful to nature.”

Riven said inexplicably.

As soon as she said this, she was stunned for a moment.

What are you doing?

A Noxian lecturing an Ionian about respecting nature.

And he was targeting an Ionian who would pull out a few black chains at any time!

Ryan looked at Rui Mengmeng strangely.

The fact that she asked this question proved that she was slowly transforming from a Noxian to an Ionian.

but......

The dark chains suddenly appeared around them, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

And in this freeze frame, Riven's whole body suddenly shook.

Chapter 43 Real Paintings

The darkest chains emerge.

When it didn't tie her up as Riven expected.

Ryan's eyes scanned the area below as he spoke:

“Don’t blindly follow any ideas. The world is constantly evolving, and past ideas may not necessarily be relevant to the current era.

"In the days before Noxians and the Navori Brotherhood, those old ideas were undoubtedly the best.

"But now we are trying to save people. If people are gone, how can we respect nature?"

"???"

These words made Rui Mengmeng's brain burn again.

But it's better to rack your brains than to be whipped.

But at this moment, Ryan's gaze suddenly changed.

He saw the group of people the shop owner had mentioned.

They wore uniforms of the same style and held similar-shaped long swords in their hands.

In the gaps of the dense forest, the group was moving forward with their heads down.

In the background story, it was this group of people who caught up with Yasuo before Yongen, but were then killed by Yasuo, which planted the seeds of the bad end. While they lost their own lives, they also cut off Yasuo's way back.

Finding them means the plan is progressing smoothly.

As for now, instead of wasting time explaining the cause and effect.

Ryan decided to let them have a good sleep.

As Ryan's thoughts changed, their altitude continued to decrease, but their speed increased, and even a sonic boom was heard in the air.

In just a few breaths, Ryan caught up with the group of people in the woods ahead.

Countless grass clippings and branches were blown up by the wind and waves, spreading a green carpet behind him.

It seems like an illusion.

Ryan suddenly felt the tree house seed in his backpack tremble.

Like... gloating.

'bang'

Ryan didn't think much of it.

He has always believed in the principle that those who keep company with vermilion will become redder.

Even if the roots of this tree species were originally black, they must be bright red now!

As Ryan made an emergency landing, the gloomy energy surrounding them transformed into other shapes the moment they landed.

He didn't want to kill these people, so he couldn't use dark magic directly.

Ryan's fingers traced the air like a master splashing ink on paper.

The world is his canvas.

The paintbrush is his imagination.

When Ryan first came into contact with painting magic, he often felt sorry for its weak offensive power.

But as his magical power grew stronger, this regret turned into an advantage.

Not everyone can withstand the overbearing dark magic, especially when one cannot kill.

The painting magic compensates well for Ryan's lack of basic attack.

The disciple of the Yufeng Sword Sect who was leading the group just noticed the movement behind him and wanted to raise his hand to signal his companions to be alert, but the next moment he felt his vision suddenly blur.

Although we were in the inland forest, the overwhelming sea water emerged from nowhere and turned the surroundings into a vast ocean in an instant.

There was no trace of his fellow disciples around him. The sea water that suddenly emerged filled the blank space of the picture like ink, and he himself was like a lone sail on the endless deep ocean.

'Weng'

A huge wave rolled up from the flat bottom and rushed down with a force that seemed to be able to flatten the sky and the earth.

There was no need to even come into contact with it. The disciple of the Yufeng Sword School was already stunned by the momentum when the huge wave rolled up.

And from Rui Mengmeng's perspective.

The world seemed to have changed at this moment.

The overwhelming sea water consciously surged out from around her and spread towards the woods in front.

She was wrapped in the ocean currents but not wet at all, and could even smell the salty and humid smell unique to the ocean.

But the next moment, I didn’t know how much time had passed.

The light around suddenly became brighter, and the surging sea water just now seemed like an illusion.

The surroundings were filled with green jungle again, and neither her clothes nor the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees had changed at all.

The only change was that the team in front, composed of disciples of the Yufeng Sword Sect, was now lying straight and neatly on the soft soil.

Everyone's breathing was very even, as if they were caught in some kind of nightmare, so much so that even after they fainted, there was still shock and fear on their faces.

When she moved closer, she saw a 'weapon' through the gaps between the trees that caused her to have a physiological reaction.

The dark chain continued to extend, as if it had already blocked this space before the waves appeared.

As the waves receded, they slowly disappeared.

Before completely dissipating, it seemed as if a few chains made a farewell "clattering" sound to Riven.

As a Noxian squad leader and master of rune weapons, she had seen magic.

But the effects of those magic tricks, at least the visual effects, are completely incomparable to this one.

In addition to creating a portrait for Elder Suma.

This was the first time she had seen Ryan actually paint.

She knew how much exquisite control was needed to achieve this effect.

Looking at Ryan who walked past him nonchalantly, Rui Mengmeng took a deep breath to get rid of the goose bumps and couldn't help but ask:

"You are a genius..."

Halfway through her words, she seemed to remember something.

Immediately turned around and looked around.

There were no dead flowers or plants around.

In the normal understanding of people, the scene just now was much more powerful than flying twice in the air.

Ryan glanced at Rui Mengmeng and knew what she was thinking, "Because I draw well."

"A good painting?"

"Yes," Ryan explained, "what you and they just saw were all illusions. I didn't really draw an ocean here."

"So they were scared unconscious?" Riven wanted to laugh but held it back.

Because she herself did not realize that the waves were unreal.

"Yes, no one in this world can draw waves better than me!"

Because during the seven hundred days and nights, only the waves accompanied him.