lol: Bind Syndra at the start

In the background story, the main reason why Syndra was sealed by the First Earth was that she could drain the magic of the entire area at any time.

Magic is considered a natural resource in Ionia, as it is relied upon by the magical devices created by Ionians, as well as the survival of trees and lakes.

Syndra's use of dark magic is digging into Ionia's roots.

If she continues to act like this, then ten Noxus will not be able to do as much damage to Ionia as she alone.

Knowing this, Ryan has been learning to control dark magic more accurately in the past two years.

Although his magic power is small, the advantage is that it allows him to master this power gradually.

If he really exploded like Syndra, perhaps... he would become like Syndra, and become a slave to violence imperceptibly under the influence of absolute power.

Think of Superman from another universe.

With a super brain, every choice he makes reveals clear stupidity, which is enough to show how much influence super powers have on the brain.

However, no matter how precise the control is, it can only reduce the impact.

Ryan looked at the underdeveloped branches and leaves, and was about to use some moving words to maintain this rare peace, but the branches and leaves broke free from Ryan's hands first, and then gently stroked his shoulders twice.

This change surprised Ryan.

Considering how much the Firstborn Earth and the Nature Spirits loathed him, feeling sad about the separation was a pleasant surprise.

But now... the spirit of nature is actually comforting himself?

Ryan subconsciously looked towards the sea. Logically speaking, the changes here would directly affect Syndra on the other side.

And the benefits of this change far outweigh the soothing of nightmares.

"But why have you suddenly become so nice?"

Ryan lowered his head and asked the leaf.

Stupid people will indulge in enjoyment after getting benefits.

Smart people will find ways to watch it again.

But the leaves did not respond to Ryan.

It just lay quietly on Ryan's shoulder.

Ryan stared at the tree house, his mind racing.

After all possibilities were ruled out one by one, Ryan, who had been distressed for a long time, could only attribute the change to the fact that his idea of ​​trying to save Ionia had changed its attitude towards him.

Although Chushengtu could not read his thoughts, it was not difficult for him to see the good and evil in his heart.

The ability to perceive good and evil is innate to natural elements.

Ryan felt a little regretful after coming up with the answer, but this regret only lasted two seconds before being replaced by another emotion.

Although this method cannot be replicated, the ones you pick up for free are the best!

I don’t know what my dream will be like tonight.

Ryan, who was looking forward to the dream (benefits), had a brief "warm" chat with the tree house and then left the tree house.

About 500 meters south of the tree house, there is a reef area.

Everything in Ionia has spirits, but spirits are like people, there are fools and idiots.

These reefs are undoubtedly stupid.

They don't react much to the outside world and are the best places to serve as temporary bases and communicate with dark magic.

Before receiving the benefits, Ryan must keep his emotions stable, otherwise the sudden surge of dark magic will cause him to act out of control.

In order to keep himself absolutely stable, he took some measures.

Ryan walked to an inconspicuous reef and skillfully moved a movable reef away, revealing the scroll inside.

These scrolls are all good things that Hui took out from Gouya Temple. They are extremely waterproof.

It is difficult for a modern person to survive for two hours in a world without the Internet, games, animation, and novels.

The reason Ryan was able to hold on for two years wasn't because of his mental toughness, but because...

He learned the magic of painting from Hui!

What is Painting Magic?

It is able to materialize what is in your mind through magic, achieving an experience that is ten thousand times more real than holographic projection.

Hui used it to draw floods, flames, and flowers.

The inventory in Ryan's mind probably has several hundred grams.

As long as he wants, he can create a game here that can restore the physical sensation, touch, visual effects and other entertainment works almost 99% of the time.

All I can say is that on this desolate seashore, he has happiness that ordinary people can't imagine!

Ryan's fingers moved through scroll after scroll, and finally he chose a scroll numbered starting with ipz.

Spreading out the scroll, he muttered words like "Help me practice!" while immersing his consciousness in it...

Chapter 6 White Dream

After a long, long time, Ryan's consciousness was pulled out of the scroll.

The previous chaotic emotions were like the receding tide, and had already left his mind.

Now he felt that everything in the world was dull and could not arouse his interest at all.

It is difficult for a young man like him to reach this state.

It is also difficult to maintain this state.

Therefore, he must grasp the timing.

After rigorous and careful calculations, every time he achieved results, Sindra's dream would come about an hour later.

That is...now.

Ryan raised his head, and in a place where only he could see, black soul power rose into the sky.

And when he relaxed his body, an invisible force pulled his soul to another 'world'...

......

......

The misty fog is like a veil covering the world.

Ryan looked at the familiar forest scene in front of him, half-closed his eyes and walked to the outside of a cave.

Sindra's dream is a mixture of countless disordered and chaotic things, but the scenes in the dream are similar.

It is impossible for people to imagine the existence beyond their own cognition.

Sindra's story is not complicated. She awakened her abilities at a young age, was ostracized by her family and the villagers, and then was deceived by the monks...

Therefore, in her memory, the element of "people" is not much.

Dreams are mostly composed of those weird anthropomorphic beings.

for example......

Ryan leaned his upper body back, just in time to avoid a wisp of mist that was about to hit his face.

"Don't be so enthusiastic, Calvi."

Instead of being angry, he greeted Calvi warmly.

'Weng'

The smoke gathered into a plump figure.

It called to a wisp of mist, as if responding to Ryan's words.

As it moved, the fog of the entire world began to vibrate, emitting a piercing scream that was enough to shatter eardrums.

But this situation, which tormented Ryan the first, second, and seventeenth time he encountered it, is not a problem for him now.

Dreams originate from imagination.

When Ryan imagined that he had no eardrums and could not hear any sound, the noise suddenly became quiet.

"I'm here for serious business this time. I'll play with you next time."

Ryan said goodbye to the fog.

He turned around and went into the cave in front.

The cave is not a narrow corridor, but a wider world.

The emerald green grasslands meet the azure sky, a place that resembles everyone's fairytale world, but...

Ryan took a step back.

Almost at the same time, a dry branch fell where he was before.

In this fairytale world, there is a dead willow tree. Its branches are as hideous as the tentacles of a devil, and blood-like mucus is swirling in the cracked bark.

"Carlos, I don't want to fight you today."

Ryan looked up at the willow tree.

And in response, another willow branch fell.

"boom!"

Cracks appeared on the emerald green ground, revealing the deep red magma rolling inside.

Ryan, his face covered in grass debris, glared at the stubborn Willow Tree and said harshly, "Just wait, you'll be in trouble when I come next time!"

Done.

He crashed into the mountain wall behind him.

No matter how difficult the map is, it will no longer be difficult after you do it a few hundred times.

In order to save time, Ryan gave up the process.

I skipped the man covering his nose with his fingers, the pheasant singing rap, and the one yelling for the sky to open...

The moment his head was smashed by the rock, his consciousness went to another place.

There is no 'diversity' here like in other places, just a small wooden house.

The sound of raindrops fell quietly, the sky was covered with thick dark clouds that seemed to never be torn apart, and the oppressive atmosphere blended into every inch of the air.

Ryan walked to the front of the cabin.

There is a mushroom at the door of the wooden house, and there is a red helmet on the cap of the mushroom.

Looking at the helmet, Ryan smiled.

When he first came here, the mushroom was standing alone in the rain.

It was not as noisy as the other beings, nor was it aggressive in any way.

It can be said that it is Ryan's first friend in the dream.

As a greeting gift.

Ryan gave Mushroom a helmet, patted him and whispered, "How can Mushroom go out without a helmet?"

And the mushrooms responded to his kindness.

It has been wearing this helmet ever since.

"I'm going in."

Ryan said to Mushroom.

The mushroom shook, blocking the way in.

"Don't worry, I've made the Firstborn Earth look up to me again this time. Logically, she should give me a little treat in return. That's how friends get along."

"..."

The mushroom caps floated and slowly made way.

Ryan looked at the mushroom's reaction, then pushed open the wooden door.

There was nothing in the cabin.