Mid-May 2020, Earth time, Ionia Island of Philo.

Seven years ago, Noxus was greedy for the magical resources of this land, so no one in the entire Runeterras expected to cross the Sea of Wardens and invade the Newborn Lands.

Faced with the invaders who had sacked the land in bloody ways, Irelia, who was only 16 years old at the time, cut off one of the left hands of the commander of the Noxian Army in Navoli.

From that time on, the Maiden used her actions to ignite the entire Ionian flame against the invaders, and in just one year, they finally repelled the Noxians and won the victory.

But... That only took back most of the land that the Noxians had usurped, but there were a few small islands that the Noxians held in their hands.

This will be a springboard for the future revenge of the Noxians, who will use these islands as a base to relaunch their attacks in retaliation for their failures in this land.

Philo Island, the largest of the several islands occupied by the Noxians.

Above the eastern side of the island, a dark cloud hangs over it, and on the dock below the dark clouds, Noxian soldiers watch the workers carry goods to the ship.

All of them were acting carefully, as if deliberately avoiding alarming something terrible.

At this moment, suddenly an Ionian dressed in an Ionian costume, perhaps because of the loss of strength, the box that he was carrying on his shoulder suddenly fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Seeing this, the Noxian, who had been in charge of overseeing the work by the side, picked up the thick wooden stick in his hand and smashed it down at the collapsed Ionian.

The hard sticks and flesh slammed together with a dull sound, and neither the workers working around them, nor the Noxian soldiers on the side, nor anyone else made a loud noise.

After a while, perhaps because of the swinging of the stick, which had exerted a lot of physical strength, I saw the Noxian overseer bending down with the stick and saying to the Ionian worker:

"Dog offal, are you so crazy? If you can't hold on, you can't say it? What if you alarm the people in heaven? Are you trying to bring all of us to the funeral? ”

The Overseer's curses were not loud, but deliberately lowered his voice, but despite this, the scar on his face still terrified the Ionian.

But at this moment, he knew that this person was for his own good, so he kept apologizing while scrambling to get up from the ground.

As the Overseer cursed, he ran aside to rest, and watched the Ionians leave in front of him, the Noxian Overseer spat and subconsciously looked up at the dark clouds overhead.

......

Let's follow the overseer's line of sight, pull the camera to the sky above this dock, through the thick dark clouds, over the blinding lightning, all the way to the top of the clouds.

The sky here is blue, and the sunlight shining from billions of kilometers away is blocked by the slow clouds, unable to penetrate deeper into the earth beneath the clouds.

Above this sea of white clouds, a land floats like an island above the clouds, and on top of the land sits a Noxus-style fortress.

The fortress made of black rock is abrupt on a land full of greenery, but it also shows that the Noxians are transforming the land according to their own will.

But... Although they have transformed this land, now this land floating above the clouds in the sky has become someone else's own.

On the tower in the middle of the black fortress, a woman in a sexy leather coat with long silver hair is sitting on the window edge of the tower, holding her knees with her hands and looking at the sea of clouds like milk below her.

"Do you remember that spirit willow when you were a child again?" In the empty tower, a hoarse and hollow voice suddenly sounded from behind the woman.

The woman's brows, which were still stretched when she heard this, suddenly furrowed, and she turned her eyes slightly, and he found that behind him, a black shadow was standing there, and the scarlet eyes on the head of the shadow were already staring at him.

The moment she raised her hand, a black magic ball condensed and was held in her hand, and with the sudden flick of her slender jade hand, the black magic ball was thrown out by the woman.

The black magic ball accurately hit the "person", but the moment it hit, the "person" instantly turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated.

However, the tower, which was supposed to be quiet, was silent for only a moment, and the "person" like the shadow that had just disappeared reappeared in the place just now.

"Hah! Who would have imagined that the dark Führer, whom people talk about, would recall the simple scenes of his childhood without anyone noticing. ”

"You say yes? ...... Sindra! ”

The woman, Sindra, heard the taunt of the voice, and more dark orbs were condensed by her, firing them like machine guns behind her.

In the face of such an attack, the black shadow seemed to teleport, constantly appearing and shifting in the empty hall in the tower.

It wasn't until he suddenly came to Sindra's back that the two glittering blades of his arms stopped abruptly as they approached the back of the woman's neck.

"Hah! The so-called Dark Führer is nothing more than that, it's really hard to imagine that those people below are afraid of you and don't even dare to speak out loud! ”

It was still the same empty and hoarse voice, but the figure just now was now a person who could really be seen in the sun.

The black bodice was punctuated with red robes, and on the outermost of him was a silver metal light armor, which was a distinctly endurance outfit.

As soon as the ninja's words were finished, the arm blade in his hand was just about to go further, when he suddenly felt something, and then began to subconsciously turn his head to look.

I saw that countless dark orbs that had just been launched by Sindra were clinging to his back, and even the armor on his body had been dented by the magic balls in some places.

Knowing that the person behind her had noticed something strange, Sindra slowly got up and said as if she hadn't seen the blade behind her:

"You're not so bored, are you, coming here from the middle of Ionia to find me, and just to taunt me once?"

"In my impression, the Lord of the Shadow Stream is not a person who belittles others in order to highlight his strength, if you have anything, just say it, Tribulation!"

"Humph!" With a heavy snort, he retracted the blades on his arms, and turned his head again to see that the dark orb behind him had also disappeared.

After both sides had withdrawn their means, Zai reorganized his image and said, "Sindra, I want you to help me. ”

"Huh!?" Turning around, a pair of eyes glowing with purple magic light looked at the man in front of him, Sindra frowned and said:

"I said, don't let me help you with that so-called...'revolution', I'm not Ionian, I do, I don't have to admit it."

As if having guessed what this woman would say, Zheng just shook his head lightly, and then said:

"I just want to make a deal with you, and I'll trade it for you for something you will definitely want."