In the depths of the Shurima Desert, a huge palace buried under the yellow sand, its magnificent and exquisite layout resembles a huge imperial city.

In the center of the palace is an ancient altarpiece. In the center of the altar, a majestic amount of energy was constantly emanating, breaking through the constraints of the ground and piercing into the sky.

Ezreal was now at the altar, feeling the power of the supreme starlight of the mighty shore.

"Is this the artifact of the goddess Acacia, the light of Acacia?" Ezreal's voice fluttered slightly, and the vast magical energy of the space was intimidating to him.

Ezreal felt like a drop of water in the ocean, swaying with majestic force. But soon, he came to his senses, he didn't come here to stand here and feel fear, but to obtain the artifact and launch a supreme blow towards the Summoner's Canyon.

He stepped in front of the pillar of light, and the powerful magical energy instantly sent him prostrate to the ground.

This? The light of Acacia, it's just a light, how do I get its power? Ezreal fell to his knees and looked up at the dazzling pillar of light.

Just as Ezreal pondered what to do, a clear voice that purified everything sounded: "Young man, what are you here for?" ”

This sound? Ezreal looked around, hoping to find the source of the sound.

"I'm right in front of you, young man, the last incarnation of the goddess Acacia, the Light of Acacia." The crisp voice sounded again, like a gust of fresh wind, blowing through Ezreal's heart. The suppressive power of the pillar of light in front of him began to soften.

"You're the goddess Acacia?" Ezreal was so excited that he couldn't speak.

He traveled all the ancient and mysterious places of Valoran, and the one he longed for the most was Acacia, the lost civilization mentioned in the ancient books.

"Yes and no, I am an artifact condensed by the goddess Acacia with her own spirit, the light of Acacia, as the name suggests, represents the most sacred and pure power of the goddess Acacia during her lifetime, crusading against all evils in the world."

The voice in the pillar of light paused for a moment, then continued, "It's your turn, young man, what are you here for?" ”

When Ezreal heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly replied, "Goddess, I found a pillar of light emanating from the sky-high here on the edge of the Shurima Desert, and I was driven by curiosity to look for this place. ”

"The energy here is leaking to the ground? Is there something going on? ”

"I didn't know it at first, but I didn't know the truth until I accidentally broke into the sleeping place of another goddess." Ezreal replied.

"The other? Could it be Lexi? How could she help humanity? The goddess Acacia was a little puzzled and muttered to herself.

"Lexie? Is that the adult's name? Ezreal asked softly.

"You don't need to know much about her, you go on."

Seeing that the goddess Acacia was unwilling to answer, Ezreal continued: "That lord said that she would listen to the arts, and also said that Baron Nash, who was sealed by you in the Summoner's Canyon, has broken the seal and will break through the barrier of the Summoner's Canyon at any time, and only your artifact, the Light of Acacia, can seal Baron Nash again and show me the way to come here. ”

"If it was before, the light of Acacia still had the power to seal Baron Nash, but now it can't." The sighing voice of the goddess Acacia came from the pillar of light.

Ezreal looked up in shock, obviously having a hard time accepting the fact. It took him a long time to find this place, but how did it end up in vain?

He asked unwillingly, "Lord Goddess, why can't you do it now?" Could it be that the energy of the artifact will also leak? ”

"No, a thousand years ago, a young man named Azir came here and borrowed the power of the artifact once, and the light of Acacia can only be used twice if it is not held by me personally, so this time, it will not be able to complete the seal."

The quiet voice of the goddess Acacia echoed in the ears of Ezreal, whose head went blank.

Ezreal stood up, clasped his head in his hands, and took a deep breath. He scratched his short blonde hair wildly, lost in thought.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Ezreal jumped up excitedly. Then, he spun around in place again, and said to the pillar of light, "Goddess, the Lord Lexus who guided me to you knows how to listen to the earth, she should know that someone borrowed the light of Acacia a thousand years ago, and even so, she still asked me to come to you, there must be a reason for her!" ”

The voice of the goddess Acacia was not immediately heard from the pillar of light, as if she was thinking about something.

Soon, however, the goddess Acacia began to mutter, "The four of them are still alive, but I didn't expect them to be alive...... Her voice sounded full of guilt, like a child who had made a mistake, with a little bit of trill.

Ezreal didn't know what was going on.

Although he felt that it was not good to speak at this time, he still mustered up his courage, swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "Goddess, that ...... Are you okay? Are we ......"

Halfway through, Ezreal stopped again. He was afraid that if he continued to talk about it, he would anger the goddess in front of him, who knows if this goddess has some quirks or something, so he should shut up.

The thought of being so bold as to interrupt Acacia's words made Ezreal gasp and shiver.

"Young man, you need not be afraid, thank you for reminding me, now, put your hand into this light, it needs to be mediated by your body in order to exert its power." The goddess Acacia smiled kindly, her voice like a spring of water, nourishing Ezreal's heart.

This voice even has the effect of calming people's hearts, worthy of the goddess Acacia! Ezreal marveled at the abilities of the goddess Acacia as she excitedly lowered her hand into the pillar of light.

He felt a pure divine power spread through his body, and this unprecedented feeling of heartiness caused his body and mind to float with it.

"With the mind as the blade, the stars as the guide, infused with the power of the galaxy, in the name of the heavens, hunt the demon soul!"

Ezreal, who was still intoxicated by the power of the light of Acacia, involuntarily moved at the call of the majestic voice of the goddess.

The light of Acacia that lingered around him was as brilliant as the purple aurora. It slowly turned into a circle in front of Ezreal's body, like a purple ink painting sprinkled on paper, the Milky Way and the brilliance of the stars against each other, its magnificence like a flower, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is a flower in a painting or a painting in a flower.

Something seemed to emerge from the circle, and the sound of metal clashing and rubbing sounded.

Ezreal had no words to express his shock at the moment, and these bizarre experiences made it feel like he was in a dream.

Even though he could do magic himself, he swore he had never seen such a powerful magical power, its pure and immaculate magic, but not the deadly allure.

This magic is not like other magic, any magician who learns magic will make them addicted, and if one day the magic in their body is exhausted, they will be worse than dead, even ordinary people.

Ezreal was sure that the magic did not cause him any addiction, and even eliminated the desire for magic in his body.

Is this the magic of the founders of the Acacian civilization? Ezreal trembled and reached into the magic circle, and with a hard grasp of it, he pulled out a crystal chain that shimmered with purple light.

"This amethyst chain is the power of the light of Acacia, and when you hit all of its power at the Summoner's Canyon, the last power I gave it will also disappear, and it will turn into a golden chain." The goddess Acacia said lightly.

After a pause, she added: "With you not being able to control this chain now, there is a talisman here, which was left by that Azir after feeling guilty after borrowing half of the power of the artifact, it is useless to me, and it is just given to you, it can help you now control this chain that has lost my power." ”

"How can this be, I'll return it to you when I'm done with it, and I won't covet this artifact!" Ezreal replied loudly.

"The Light of Acacia has lost its power to me, and it no longer belongs to me, and you will be its next master."

Ezreal wanted to say something, but before he could reply, the pillar of light in front of him quickly disintegrated and dissipated into the empty palace complex. It's as if there was never a pillar of light here.

Ezreal felt his heart become heavy, and the amethyst chain in his hand emitted a huge arc of energy, like a curved bow.

He suddenly realized that now was not the time to be sad, and that the Summoner's Canyon was still waiting for the light of Acacia.

Ezreal controlled the purple light energy in his right hand, leaning back, using all the magical energy in his body to activate this purple arc of energy.

As if sensing something, the energy trembled violently, and instantly headed straight in the direction of the Summoner's Canyon......

In the Summoner's Canyon, Soraka's body has been pierced through several holes by Baron Nash's tentacles. She was powerlessly entwined by Baron Nash's tentacles, whose massive head opened its foul mouth at her. Its yellowed fangs dripped with sticky saliva on Soraka's body.

The long skirt had multiple cracks, revealing her white legs, and there were some red marks left by the entanglement of tentacles.

"What a tenacious human, but I'm interested in why your magic is so star-like?" As he spoke, Baron Nash's tentacles tightened.

Soraka felt like she was out of breath, and her eyes gradually flushed, but she didn't choose to give in. She stubbornly closed her mouth and looked Baron Nash in the eye.

"Seeing that you are so brave, I will give you another chance, say, why is your power so close to the power of the starry sky? What is your relationship with her! ”

As Baron Nash tightened tighter, Soraka forced her breath, causing her to cough incessantly.

"Very well, then you go to die!" Annoyed by Soraka's silence, Baron Nash stretched out his tongue from his largest head to wrap around Soraka's head, slowly taking her into his mouth.

Soraka's body shuddered slightly, and the damp and burning sensation swept through her body, and the sticky, fishy saliva on her body made her want to vomit.

Then, she felt Baron Nash's tongue loosen, and she lost her strength and fell into Baron Nash's mouth.

The hot saliva eroded her delicate body like a tide, and she felt as if she was about to melt away.

At this moment, Soraka's mind recalled a lot. Her upbringing in Ionia was smooth from birth until she was nineteen.

At the age of nineteen, she is already at the peak of a demigod, and in just a few days, she will be able to become a god.

She would have been the youngest god recorded in the history books of Valoran, but because of one person, she fell to the earth and suffered the curse of the gods.

The Noxian, Warwick, has committed unforgivable crimes against her homeland.

Angry, she forgot that she was at a critical moment of becoming a god.

She planted a curse on Warwick, but because she was really in the critical period of her transformation into a god, she also suffered a curse and was reduced to a mortal because she used her power to other things without permission.

Not only that, but her body began to turn dark purple, her hair turned gray in an instant, and long horns grew on the center of her forehead.

Even though she was now reinstated, she still couldn't get out of the shadows.

Soraka, immersed in his memories, felt someone take him out of Baron Nash's mouth. She subconsciously opened her eyes, and the blurred figure of Chiana fell into her eyes.

Soraka's pale face forced a smile: "Chiana, let me go, my magic power has been exhausted, I can't recover in a short time, and the magic circle can't be carried out, you guys run away." After Soraka finished speaking, he coughed a few more times.

"We haven't lost yet, you still have the strength, look up, the sealing circle is still running, Argus and they are still doing their best!"

Do I still have the strength? Soraka looked at the circle shining in the air with some confusion.

Suddenly, a huge purple arc of energy appeared not far from the outskirts of the Summoner's Canyon, and it was rapidly sprinting towards the side of the circle.

"Absorb it, complete the final ritual, Soraka!" Kiana yelled at Soraka in her arms.

That's the power of starlight! Soraka took a deep breath, her body frantically absorbing the magic of the purple arc like a bottomless black hole.

When she had fully absorbed it, she found that Kiana was no longer around. Kiana had returned to the circle, casting spells with the other three knights to prevent Baron Nash from getting close to Soraka.

Soraka's heart shuddered, and a picture flashed through his mind.

It was a world full of monsters she didn't know, and a somewhat familiar woman slashed the monsters around her under the haunting light of the sun.

"Soraka, why are you still stunned? Let's make the final seal yet! Chiana roared.

Soraka shook his head and calmed down. She rushed to the center of the circle and cast a spell with the four knights, and the vast power of starlight turned into chains again, trying to pull Baron Nash into the abyss.

This time, no matter how much Baron Nash struggled, he could not shake the chains, and he was dragged into the abyss again in reluctance and rage.

With Baron Nash sealed again, the spatial barrier of the Summoner's Canyon was no longer transparent, and it appeared like a giant ball of light. The remaining energy of the seal poured into the barrier, making it even more stable.

The gloomy sky faded from the gray eyes, and the midday sun was at its strongest.

Its brilliance shone in the ruined Summoner's Canyon, as if it were a lost ancient city, obscured by weeds.

The wind is gently blowing, as if telling the story of what has just been experienced here.

……

"Sir, do you read the newspaper? Justice Weekly, first-hand information on many countries in the Barovar, a copper coin! A dirty little boy said to a man about nineteen years old with a large pile of newspapers in his arms.

The man smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, the money on my body just used to buy food, and I can't buy it." ”

"Sir, then this one is good for you, next time remember to leave money to read the newspaper, Valoran's first-hand information is all in Justice Weekly!"

The little boy smiled sweetly, and handed a newspaper to the man, regardless of whether the man would really buy the newspaper next time.

The man took the newspaper, thanked the boy, and read it.

The first thing that catches the eye is that the fairy Sona will meet her friends with the piano at the War College. The man shook his head, skimmed the headline, and continued to read.

The goddess of war, Sivir, issued a missing person notice, looking for a 19-year-old man, suspected of his boyfriend? The man has been missing for ten days, what is this! Am I still innocent, okay?

It turned out that this sloppy man was Ye Feng, who had disappeared since the battle of the Summoner's Canyon.

Noxus is in turmoil, and the election day of the Supreme Commander has been repeatedly postponed, and it is suspected that other countries are secretly involved. Noxus? I look like I'm going to have to go through there.

Ye Feng thought for a moment, then continued to look down. He wanted to find news about Fiona, who he saw with his own eyes, but he couldn't find her body. This fueled the hope in his heart that Fiona was still alive.

However, he still didn't find any news about Fiona in the newspaper. In anger, he threw the newspaper to the ground and stomped on it several times.

Helpless, he walked aimlessly on the streets of the War College like a lost dog.

Now Ye Feng only found out that without Fiona, he was nothing.

Although Fiona usually likes to pretend to be cold in front of him and show off her swordsmanship, it is all so that he can be independent and grow up.

Thinking that he still had resistance when he usually practiced swords, and deliberately made a fuss, Ye Feng slapped himself in the face.

Fiona is dead, but I can't even find her body, I can't let her sleep in the ground, I'm useless!

Ye Feng felt sorry for himself like this, stumbling down the street.

Suddenly, Ye Feng felt like he had bumped into someone. He hurriedly apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry! ”

……

When I woke up, I was lying in my dormitory at the War College.

At that time, my mind went blank, all the bits and pieces I spent with him in the Summoner's Rift.

The moment I heard that he had died, I felt that my kendo heart, which had never been shaken for more than ten years, was shaken.

I lay in bed for three whole days, during which time Sivir and Caitlyn were in my room every day.

By chance, when I was alone with Caitlin, I heard her talk about Sivir. Convinced that he was not dead, Sivir published a search notice in Justice Weekly, hoping to find him.

Out of a woman's sensitivity, I roughly guessed why she was the way she was. But I didn't say, neither did Caitlyn.

Now, ten days have passed since Baron Nash was sealed. It's time for me to slowly come out of the shadows, and if I keep stagnating, my swordsmanship will stop there.

I just want to bury him deep in my heart and motivate myself to be stronger.

If I hadn't chosen to go to the Summoner's Rift, maybe he wouldn't have died there.

Even though everyone was comforting me that it wasn't my fault, I couldn't forgive myself.

I want to try to make myself more positive with the sunshine outside, and live bravely with his part.

However, this did not help. I am still immersed in painful memories, his body impaled by Baron Nash's tentacles.

I walked numbly down the road and bumped into a man. But I didn't try to apologize, or I didn't realize I hit someone.

It wasn't until that familiar voice rang in my ears again that I realized something.

This voice, you can't be wrong, is his! I looked up tremblingly, and it just so happened that he had raised his head too.

We looked at each other and couldn't believe that he was alive! Tears rolled in my eyes, I never thought I'd meet him again.

His stunned expression made me feel like I wanted to punch him. But I know I can't do it this time.

I hugged him tightly, lest he slip away from me again, and the warmth of his body was the best proof that he was alive.

This time, I won't let go!

—Fiona Laurent