As Kieran's circle shone brighter, the timeless power contained in it began to distort Elise's time.

Her body gradually failed, and she was heading for the end of her dryness. However, she was still immersed in Kieran's words just now, and she didn't have the slightest will to resist.

Thoughts drifted, and Elise thought about many things from the past before she died.

Once upon a time, she was also a human being, and at that time she was not called Elise, but had a name that represented hope and beauty. It's just that at some point, her body has been abnormal, and the huge spider phantom has made her in fear and panic for a while.

The villagers in the village where she used to live thought she was a monster and kept chasing her. Despite her desperate efforts to explain to them, they forced her to commit suicide.

When she awoke again, she was on a gloomy island shrouded in shadows all year round. The island is full of demons and undead, as well as all sorts of strange and terrifying creatures.

One of them, a demon named Hammerstone, bewitches her, saying that she is a demon like them, and that her name is Elise. At the age of sixteen, she fled the island in terror and sailed into the sea in a boat.

She wanted to return to the village she loved, but she ended up in Noxus by accident. She was depressed under the fear of spider phantoms all the time, and coupled with the loneliness of living in a foreign country, she was no longer as cheerful as before.

Walking alone on a strange land, without anyone caring. Penniless and homeless, she huddled in filthy street corners when she was sleepy, and when hungry she went to hotels or garbage heaps to find leftovers.

In Noxus, she sees many dark sides of humanity that are different from her homeland. There was often bloodshed between people because of a trivial benefit, and her heart, which was always shrouded by the shadow of spiders, became more restless.

"Monster ......"

"She's a monster, isn't she?"

"Monsters!"

"Mom, that person is so scary!"

……

Everyone who met her called her a monster, but she always reassured herself that she wasn't.

The days of wandering were very hard, and her dress was already in tatters. The words of those people and monsters hovered in her heart like a spell, shaking her faith.

Sometimes she wonders how nice it would be if someone said she wasn't a monster. She's obviously still human, why do some people always say she's a monster?

Perhaps God had mercy on her, but on a rainy day, an elderly priest took her in from hunger and cold.

The old priest placed her in his church, taught her some strange dogmas, and always warned her not to do bad things, but to be good with all her heart.

At first, she wondered why the old priest taught her like this, but later she realized that he also regarded her as a demon, so he took her in and let her do less evil.

She didn't do any evil, but she had to listen to the old pastor's teachings every day, and her mood was even worse than when she was wandering before.

Over time, she grew tired of the old priest's nagging. She began to stuff herself in her room, reluctant to go out.

The kind-hearted old pastor simply left the prepared meal at her door every day and did not force her to continue to listen to his prayers.

It wasn't until one day, when she was in the room, that she didn't wait for the old priest's meal, and she walked out of the room that she hadn't been out of for a long time.

As soon as she stepped out of the room and into the church from the backyard of the church, she saw a group of poor Noxians praying for the old pastor.

It turned out that the old pastor died of illness last night because of old age and infirmity. She felt a little guilty in her heart, the old priest was the benefactor who saved her after all, but she had done nothing for him, and she was tired of his teachings.

To her surprise, the old pastor left a suicide note, saying that if he died of old age, let her inherit his church and help the poor in his place.

She was full of gratitude to the old pastor, and gladly accepted it, replacing the old pastor to become the pastor here, praying every day for those who were in trouble in life, and comforting the poor and poor.

But she endures the horror of the spider phantom every day, and who can comfort her? And every time she goes out, someone always looks at her with strange eyes, saying that she is a monster.

The Spider's Nightmares grew more frequent, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse, but she still had to smile every day to greet those who came to seek solace.

Resentment began to grow, and her body and mind gradually distorted. Even she often wakes up from her dreams when she turns into a demon, and she is not relieved until she confirms in the mirror that she has no abnormal changes.

Over time, her body and mind became more and more exhausted, and her will to resist the spider phantom became weaker.

Until that day came, the words of those people completely crushed her, who was already on the verge of collapse.

"It's all you, who killed my son!"

A poor young woman in her thirties took out a rotten egg from a vegetable basket and threw it in her face. Immediately after that, the people on the street threw all kinds of rotten vegetables and fruits at her.

"She must have done it!"

"That's right, since she appeared, our street has been infected with the plague one after another!"

"She must have been responsible for the old pastor's death a few years ago!"

"I've heard that children can see dirty things that adults can't see, and our children often say that she is a spider-turned-demon!"

"Yes, our children cry when they see her!"

"Monster!"

"Monster!"

"Monster!"

……

was smashed and covered with a fishy smell, and she sobbed aggrieved: "I'm not a monster, I didn't kill the old priest, and I didn't kill your plague!"

It's good that she doesn't speak, but when she does, the poor people make even more trouble. I saw a radical poor man throw a metal object at her, and smashed a gap in her forehead, and the surrounding area was swollen and blood flowed.

Her eyes were pale with pain, and she didn't expect them to do this to her. She would receive these poor people who were oppressed by the Noxian nobility in the church every day, pray for them, comfort them, and even provide them with food assistance, why did they still do this to her? Is it just because they are afraid that she is really a demon?

Was she really that scared them?

"Hiss......" The pain of all kinds of debris on her body and the insults of the poor people's words made her tremble, and a cold feeling swept through her body.

"Enough!"

The resentment that had been suppressed for several years finally exploded, and she took a deep breath, her heart dripping blood.

She tried so hard to fit in, but they still treated her like that. With a slight chill in her heart, she coldly glanced at these poor people who had received her favor.

At this moment, they were like animals and beasts in her eyes, insatiable and insatiable, and their ugly faces disgusted her.

Shoving them away, she ran back towards her church. Back in the church, she collapsed on her bed and burst into tears.

Perhaps she was too tired, and she cried and cried and fell asleep. In her dreams, she dreamed again that her beautiful face was gradually distorted into a demonic face.

Suddenly woke up from the dream, and the shadows of the dancing trees outside the window were very strange in the dark night.

His forehead was oily and full of sweat. She squinted slightly and looked around, and was now in bed.

With a series of uneasy speculations, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she sat up sharply, her hands groping wildly on the bed. When she touched a small round jar, she quickly held it in her hand, and then crawled out of bed with a panicked face.

In a panic, Elise slipped her foot and fell under the bed as she got out of bed. But she didn't cry out in pain like a normal girl, she gasped, her face was full of fear, she staggered and crawled on the ground, dragging her delicate body towards the large mirror in the room.

Elise finally made it to the mirror, and she looked at it. In the mirror, her head was messy and fluffy, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with oily cold sweat, and there was no blood.

Trembling as she opened the jar, she dipped her fingers in the red lipstick and pressed it against her thin, chapped lips.

She dressed herself up seriously, and she was relieved to see herself in the mirror flushing again.

But when she thought of everyone's denial of her in the past few years, coupled with the torture of the spider phantom, her mind began to twist.

Her dark eyes began to dye a trace of scarlet blood as her mind twisted, which was extremely bewitching.

Pick up the tissue on the side and wipe off the lipstick, and look excitedly at yourself in the mirror. She stroked her cheeks with both hands, smiling infatuately, her completely transformed blood-colored pupils narrowing slightly.

Her teeth were biting her lips, and blood stained her chapped lips red. Her ten-finger nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and then pulled up to her chin, crimson blood marks shocking. Even with this pain, she laughed stupidly, and only her tightly constricted pupils could see the pain this behavior had given her.

In the mirror, she went crazy with her, laughing seductively, and the laughter was so eerie in this silent night.

……

Slowly recovering from the memories, Elise's eyes lit up with the flames of revenge again. She glanced at everyone present, including Ye Feng, resentfully, and she was going to pull them all into purgatory!

The momentum on her body rose sharply, rising to the extreme, several times stronger than before. Elise stared at Kiran with cold eyes, and said, "Stinky old man, did you just say that as long as time continues to pass, I will never be able to kill you?"

Kieran's face sank, and he said, "Yes, I advise you not to do useless struggles!"

"Giggle...... Giggle ......"

Elise burst out laughing maniacally, and the sound of the magic of infinite temptation shook everyone below the demigods in the audience to faint.

Halfway through the laughter, Elise's face instantly turned hideous, and Rao Shikiran and Soraka were also frightened by her sudden transformation.

"Then I'll go from the past to the future...... Kill them all! ”

With a shriek of resentment, Kiran's circle was disintegrated by Elise, and the bloody blade in her hand pierced his heart once more, taking it out and swallowing it into his stomach.

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(End of chapter)

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