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"But how do you know so well?!"

Rui Wen stopped, looking at the oracle suspiciously, Rui Wen would never believe that the oracle would lie to her, this is an intuition, but also a kind of confidence. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't know, my memory is incomplete, and there are many times when I pop up a few inexplicable words without thinking about it."

Tianyu shrugged his shoulders and looked at Rui Wen helplessly and pitifully, if he could, Tian Yu would want to know what happened to him more than Rui Wen!

"Okay."

Rui Wen patted Tianyu's back to express comfort, I don't know why, Rui Wen and Tianyu are together, and they have the urge to cry.

"It's okay, little one, look up."

Heavenly Oracle patted Rui Wen's head and corrected:

"Look at the night sky! However, it's good to look at me~"

Rui Wen responded with a smile, taking her eyes off the oracle's body and looking at the night sky.

The bright moonlight decorates the night sky of early summer and also decorates the earth. The night sky is like an endless transparent sea, quiet, vast, and mysterious. The dense stars, like small sparks rippling in the sea, twinkle and shimmer, dancing with tiny points of light.

"It's beautiful."

Rui Wen sincerely admired. It's not just the original beauty, but more importantly, being with the people close to you.

"Look carefully, look with your heart!"

The oracle reminded, looking at Rui Wen who admired the night sky with hazy eyes.

"Look with your heart..."

Rui Wen listened to the words of heaven and looked at the night sky, the beautiful scenery was the same as before, and there was no change.

"Let's take a look at that silver moon with your heart!"

The voice of heaven resounded in Ruiwen's ears like a dream, Ruiwen heard the words, subconsciously closed her eyes, looked with her heart, and felt it.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The sound of Heavenly Oracle's heartbeat became louder and louder in Rui Wen's ears, and at the same time, Rui Wen felt that her eyes were slowly becoming blood red!

"That's it! Blood?! ”

Suddenly, Rui Wen opened her eyes and watched the moon in the night sky change color a little, infecting the pure and immaculate moon like blood, making the silver moon faintly bloodshot. Rui Wen didn't speak for a long time, and looked at the moon in surprise, obviously surprised.

"Yes, the Scarlet Moon is coming!"

The smile of the Heavenly Oracle was a little strange, as if it had been waiting for the arrival of the Scarlet Moon for a long time.

In the ancient legend of Ionia, whenever something ominous is about to happen, there is always a crimson moon hanging in the sky, and the blood moon is an ominous omen!

"Is it just the two of us that can see it?"

Rui Wen is not looking at the strange moon that is beginning to be infected with blood, if she continues to look at it, Rui Wen will be blinded by blood and go on a killing spree. "yes, now, only the two of us can see it."

The oracle looked at the night sky, and in the eyes of the oracle, the moon was completely covered with blood, a veritable scarlet moon!

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Ionian Monastery

Under the abyss of corruption

The abyss of corruption is suppressed by an evil, corrupt creature, which has been burned by fire all year round, and it is impossible to see anything but the raging flames.

But I don't know when, a purple flame appeared in the raging fire!

The purple flames burned in Varus's heart, and after a brief scorch, they turned into a circular band and fastened to Varus's chest. Immediately after, pitch-black fireworks slowly covered Varus's right hand, and at this moment, a ball of purple light absorbed the entire pitch-black flames and turned into a longbow! This bow is Varus' weapon: Whisper.

The shape of the longbow whisper is very peculiar and a little terrifying, the bow handle extends to both sides, forked, like a demon's minions, and the bow body is purple-black, but there are also very small traces that can be seen: the whisper was originally blue. The purple-black longbow is no longer the whisper it used to be, and Varus has given the bow a new name: The Last Whisper!

"I'm using the borrowed time, my mission is not over yet, break me !!"

Varus's eyes blinded by hatred suddenly flashed two deep purple rays at this time, and gradually, the purple light filled Varus's entire eyes, and when Varus's eyes were all filled with purple light, two purple "tears" like small dots hung under the corners of Varus's eyes, they were not tears, they were flames, the flames representing sin!

At the same moment, the purple light in the abyss of corruption began to gather on Varus's left palm, and the air above the palm was distorted, because the temperature of Varus's palm was too high!

Wisps of dark golden flame seedlings began to appear on Varus's palm, swaying, as if they could be extinguished at any time, and when the dark golden flame seedlings stabilized, Varus opened his left hand vigorously, with a hideous face, and pulled his left hand fiercely, making a bow shape.

The last whispering bow was covered in heart-pounding demonic flames, and a purple arrow made entirely of vengeful flames landed on the final whisper!

"Whew!"

This is an extremely gorgeous arrow, the purple arrow is so moving, but mixed with a terrible power that is enough to destroy everything, the arrow only emits a "boom", it is not the sound of the arrow itself, but the sound of space being torn apart!

But such an arrow, the arrow disappeared above the abyss of corruption! It was a kind of seal of the temple itself on the abyss of corruption. Useful only for the forces of the abyss of corruption.

This time, Varus only sneered, not as painful as usual.

"Sin will know what pain is!"

Like the magic sound under the Nine Shadows, and like the whispering of the devil, Varus no longer tried to shake the seal of the temple, because Varus had already felt a force that could release him, not far away, not far away, that power was about to come!

......

Once, Varus was chosen as his guardian by a sacred Ionian monastery because of his unparalleled archery and unquestionable sense of honor.

This monastery was built to suppress an ancient abyss of corruption. The abyss was so disturbing that the elders of Ionia feared it would shroud the entire island in darkness.

Varus was quite proud of his position, as only the most outstanding Ionian warriors were eligible to be chosen for the role. He lived with his family in a nearby village and lived a peaceful life within the constraints of the puritan rules.

Until the Second War of Rune, the Iron Hoof of Noxus invaded Ionia. Wherever their assault forces went, there would be nothing left but death and desolation.

And the monastery that Varus guarded happened to be on their way. Varus was forced to make a choice. A sense of honor drove him to stay and protect the monastery, but without him, the few inhabitants of the village would not be able to put up any effective resistance to the impending war machine. With a heavy heart in his heart, he chose to fulfill his duty as a guardian. In any case, corruption must not be allowed to escape.

Varus wanted to stay among his relatives and the villagers, but he couldn't, the temple couldn't do without Varus. So, I can only hope that they are safe, because there are some tricky things on Varus's side......

The soldiers of Noxus have their sights on the temple that Varus is guarding!

At the moment when the Noxus soldiers moved, the whole world seemed to darken, and the white clouds in the sky turned crimson, as if they were predicting something. Varus's body moved, and he ran away like an arrow that flew out. Varus stood not far from the monastery, looking at the mighty Noxian army in the distance, his usual plain heart became extremely heavy, he knew that the survival of this village and the survival of the temple now depended on him.

Varus raised the bow in his hand and shook it violently, and the bow shone brightly, instantly becoming larger. Varus's hand grasped the light, and the strings were full, and a huge arrow composed entirely of golden light flew in the direction of the Noxian army, and those who had not personally experienced that kind of momentum locking would not understand that under that feeling, it seemed that even breathing was a luxury.

This light pierced through the Noxian army, and many soldiers watched their friends who had been laughing with them a moment ago disappear in this instant, and fled one after another. Varus could no longer see the village, and when he was about to fire the arrow, he had already moved away from the village to aim, because the arrow was too powerful to prevent the village from being affected. Varus fainted directly after seeing the Noxian army retreating, and entered a state of self-protection with peace of mind.

On that day, his arrows crushed the army that wanted to take the temple from him. But the next day, when Varus couldn't wait to go home. As he walked step by step along the road he had walked countless times, he saw the Noxus soldiers on the crossing, and the villagers covered in blood, and Varus's heart began to have an emotion that he had never felt before—fear. He was afraid, he was afraid that his loved ones would not be able to withstand the invasion of the Noxian army. Finally, Varus arrived at the door of his house, and along the way he saw countless corpses full of blood, and the blood in his body was completely ignited, but he did not break down, and after seeing each one with certainty, he made a life-changing decision.

He turned back to the place where he had sacrificed everything to protect. He longs for revenge, and revenge requires great strength, and he needs to become stronger. He opened the seal that had been sealed in the dust of the temple for hundreds of years, and he walked into that abyss of evil, the abyss of corruption would swallow him whole, like a flame that consumed the wick, but its abominable power would also burn within him until he was lost.

It was a point of no return, and with a cold determination, he condemned himself to the black flames, his body and mind were suffering the scorching flames of hell, while feeling the vicious energy melt into his skin, his pupils were even tougher, and two inscriptions appeared in his longbow - "Punishment; Rings"

Along with it came the oath of destruction.

Purple, he vows to slaughter the Noxians of the world. His will was twisted, and a wonderful flame of vengeance burned in his heart.