About the beginning of the great destruction that took place in the early summer of the year 216 in the New World of Valoran, which affected the whole world.

It is not just a simple point in time, but a series of events made up of many points in time.

At the beginning, it was in the west of the continent, the land of ghosts that no one has set foot on all year round, Shadow Island.

The moment the sun rises, the gravediggers, who are forever wandering around the cemetery, dig up the first shovel.

When the soil layer is turned over, the imprint of the dust of the past is revealed.

The Void spreads.

The body that had been sleeping for countless centuries reawakened.

Dismason, Coming Again!!

It opened its long-ago eyes, stretched out its arms, and opened its palms.

There were dots of light rising from its palms.

So the lost seed was reactivated, and the closed door was reopened.

Thereupon.

The void opens.

Thereupon.

Falling from the sky!!

Almost at the same time.

Other corners of the Valoran continent.

Snowy fields, earth, deserts, mountains.

Freljord, Acacia, Shurima, Endless Mountains.

Cassadine, Marzaha, Blonn Lanid, Northfratu.

Each of the void creatures opened their palms and activated the fragment of the door, the spatial node, that they had snatched with all their mental strength.

Their hope of returning home is also fundamental to regaining their foothold in the Void Plane.

From this day on, the door to the rune world, which had been closed for hundreds of years, was opened again.

It was also from this day that all kinds of bizarre things continued to rage and boil across the entire Valoran continent.

The sky suddenly opened.

The distinction between day and night has been lost, and the original blue background has completely changed to orange and yellow.

I don't know when or where the Void Storm will suddenly erupt.

Even in the tightest and most secure magical room, it can be out of control.

And the meteorite fire that keeps falling.

The violent impact left the flat earth in devastation.

and the void creatures that may be about to invade Valoran.

While there is no evidence of an imminent invasion, there have been rumors around the world of bizarre creatures devouring and mutilating human animals.

The poor people of Valoran, having just experienced the panic of an all-out war on the mainland, were immediately put to the test of the end of the world.

Yes. It's the end times.

Now no one doubts this fact, although in the beginning, all the small religions that wanted to promote this argument and took advantage of the opportunity to rise were bloodily suppressed by various forces.

But the facts that have intensified make people have to believe it.

The end has come.

Are you afraid?

The whole world is out of balance.

All regions, all peoples, all countries, all forces.

All are caught in the shadow of the coming of the apocalypse.

In this last days when the heavens are cracking.

No one was spared.

All people are looking for a way to liberation.

Appease. Riot, banishment, wandering, hatred, survival.

The contradictions of Qiē have been incomparably intensified in this sudden apocalyptic apocalypse.

In Demacia, Gavin III was still obsessed with avenging his dead son, and he planned his next crusade by consolidating the country's depleted resources.

And the people, already tired of it, began to resist violently. Revolts have taken place many times, and as Gawain III became more and more frenzied, many ministers and nobles joined the ranks of covert resistance.

Elsewhere, Piltover and Zaun have reached a cooperation agreement to share the technological strength and wisdom of the two cities to withstand the catastrophe.

Freljord, after the great defeat of the two Crusades, the already thin snowfield was under the monstrous snow disaster caused by the sudden opening of the Void Gate. has become a dead place.

Plus the original leader Ash, the barbarian king Tydamir. Winter's Wrath Serjuani disappeared en masse.

The only remaining snow-capped mountain people descended the mountain in parts, wandering thousands of miles away, just to seek a distant place where they could survive.

And the city of Bandel, the fortress of the yodelers, was plunged into an even more terrible vortex of disaster.

for there was revenge on them.

From the day of the fire. Countless flames began to invade the city of Bandel.

Although the crisis was resolved under the powerful technology of Bandel City itself, which was not inferior to Leather City and Zaun.

But the revenge of the flame is endless.

The Avenger claimed to be the Emperor of the Bandels, and came to punish them for daring to turn their backs on him.

The Bandel people, who had suffered completely unjustified calamity, wanted to ask for help.

But now the whole continent is in this situation, and the League of Legends has also been wiped out.

Who can ask for it, and who can save it?

As for saying. Noxus, which can be regarded as the source of this qiē nightmare.

After receiving a personal order from Chen Senran from Bilgewater, asking them to do their own thing.

The whole Noxus surprisingly did not panic at all, as if it was the two battles that saved the country that established Chen Senran's mythical status, and everyone firmly believed that Chen Senran could still keep them safe and sound this time.

There are even people who have put forward the crazy idea of continuing the westward expedition, to unify the continent and accomplish unprecedented greatness at this apocalyptic moment.

Naturally, this idea was shelved.

Because the Eastern Coalition had been disbanded, Chen Senran recalled Bilgewater's guns and roses, and also repatriated the Shadowstream Warriors.

On the same day, he declared that Bilgewater was once again autonomous, and Ionia, who was still in the midst of the fighting, made no mention of it, and had no intention of sending reinforcements.

It can be said that the Eastern Alliance, which has existed for no more than two months, has already existed in name only at this time.

And just when this qiē strange thing happened vigorously on the mainland.

An even more sensational thing is quietly happening.

It's like moss growing madly under a dark slate.

War College.

Or rather, the birthplace of the War College.

This former center of the world, the heart of the world, a godsend for countless people to go crazy.

Today's forbidden place for the living.

If someone comes here at this time, look at it from afar.

It must have made the hairs stand on end all over my body in fright.

Because, right in that area that is supposed to be the ruins of the War College.

At this time, under the orange-yellow cracked sky, there was an incomparably mighty city.

That's exactly that-

First on the continent, the War College!!

This city, which collapsed in the past, has now risen from the ground overnight.

Except for the crumbling rocks that seem to have weathered for countless years, and the dilapidated and unpopular streets and houses that surround the city.

This city, with its eyebrows in its eyes, is vaguely still the same as it was back then.

It's just that it's already dead. (To be continued......)

PS: First update.