After the automatic agility was sealed for nine days, Su Yun has always lacked the means of mana recovery, and this time before entering the plot world, he purchased a large number of mana recovery potions in advance, after all, he has enough points, and all kinds of mana recovery props almost stuff the Doomsday Emerald.

After seeing this mana recovery rune, he suddenly had a new idea.

He remembered that his Nine Heavens of Agility originated from the Spiritual Penetration Technique, which should be regarded as one of his original skills, but after the skill was upgraded and mutated, it was out of the category of original skills.

Space also gave some hints, if he can turn the Nine Heavens of Agility into his own skills, he can also liberate them from the skill slot.

But now Su Yun's idea is not to completely turn the Nine Heavens of Agility into an original skill, but to create a skill with a similar effect to the Nine Heavens of Agility, which may not be infinitely stacked like the Nine Heavens of Agility, nor can it be the kind of mana and will bonus that defy the sky, but if it is just to restore the mana, it should not be difficult.

His mind quickly began to recall all the feelings he had had when he had first learned the Spiritual Penetration Technique......

As he pondered, Winder had almost recovered his mana and began to harness the wind to drift their lifeboats in the desired direction.

The remains of the Onijin.

Warwick was lying flat on a broken plank, and in front of him stood the Grand General of Noxus, Darkwell.

At this moment, Darkwell was in a very bad state, his whole body was tinged with a sickly paleness, his right hand had been severed from the roots, and there were several hideous wounds on his chest, one of which even pierced his right chest.

But Darkwell still did not fall, his eyes had turned snow-white, and in his left hand he held a long knife with black gas, on which there were faint flashes of complex and beautiful dark blue alchemy runes.

Warwick's state at the moment is much worse than Darkwell's.

Warwick had completely transformed into a werewolf at this point, with black hairs growing on his limbs and face, and he was still struggling to get up from the ground.

Although he was not crippled like Darkwell, sickly black markings were emerging on his body, and these markings were also bubbling with dark blue alchemy runes, which were frantically absorbing Warwick's power.

This is a special rune placed on him by Darkwell, a seal condensed with dark power.

"You're not good at fighting, Mr. Alchemy King!" Darkwell gently raised the long knife in his hand and aimed it at Warwick's head, "Although you have transformed your body with alchemy, it is obvious that your experience in life and death struggle is not as good as mine!" ”

Warwick's gaze was fierce at Darkwell.

Darkwell said disapprerovingly, "Tell me, who the hell asked you to assassinate me?" If you say it, I will consider taking you into custody, as the first alchemy master of the Runeterra, I think you are still very useful! ”

The only answer to Darkwell was Warwick's incessant roar.

Darkwell shook his head regretfully and said, "Don't think I'll believe that Svein asked you to assassinate you so easily!" He still won't move you! Behind him, there must be a bigger person, say it, it's good for you and me, we don't have to fight to death! ”

Warwick roared and shouted, "I'm here to kill you!" ”

Darkwell frowned, "What enmity do I have with you?" I don't remember treating you Zuan badly! ”

Warwick spat out a name in a roar.

"Cassia!"

Darkwell's eyes changed instantly, his gaze slowly moved down, and then he noticed a birthmark on Warwick's neck, after alchemy transformed the body, this birthmark on Warwick's neck had become nothing, but if you look closely, you can still see it.

When Darkwell saw this birthmark, his eyes suddenly went into a trance, and his mind was full of thoughts in an instant.

This is simply more deadly control than any mental shock or illusion interference!

The next moment, Warwick's eyes suddenly became fierce, his whole body suddenly agitated, and the dark blue alchemy runes on his body surface were instantly suppressed by him with the power of his body, and his sharp claws instantly swung out.

Darkwell seemed to be still in a state of distraction, and his sharp claws easily pierced his right chest!

He clutched his chest as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his body fell backwards.

Warwick's chest gasped violently as he looked at the fallen General Noxus in front of him, the iron-blooded emperor who had single-handedly changed the landscape of the Runeterras.

Darkwell clutched his chest and said intermittently, "Yes...... Sorry kid...... I have...... So much to say to you! ”

Warwick's face was fierce, and he raised the sharp metal claws in his hand.

His mind began to recreate scenes from his past.

At the age of ten, in a Noxus prison, he saw his mother's horrific corpse after being tortured, and his emotions exploded, and he was noticed by the adult who accepted his guidance.

At the age of twelve, he came to Zaun and became an alchemist's apprentice, beginning his career as alchemist.

At the age of fifteen, he accomplished the miracle of becoming an alchemist for three years.

At the age of eighteen, he secretly became an alchemy master, and half a year later, he escaped death from his master's alchemy experiment, and made his master, who tried to use him as alchemy experiment material, into an alchemy weapon, imprisoning his soul forever in an alchemy furnace and suffering endless torture.

At the age of twenty, he received a grant from an alchemist to create his own underground alchemy laboratory, where he completed one alchemy discovery after another that shocked the world and launched the third alchemy revolution that swept through the entire Runeterra.

At the age of thirty-five, he created the tallest mage tower in Zu'an, had thousands of alchemy apprentices, and became the recognized alchemy king on the mainland.

Then, under the guidance of the adult behind him, he began to investigate his origins, looking for clues that he had not been able to find back then.

This is the last stop of his revenge.

Most of the people who persecuted his mother back then have been ambushed, and only the man in front of him, his biological father, needs to pay the price he should pay!

Warwick's hands trembled slightly, there was a sense of revenge, some loss of his only loved one, and even some faint sadness.

Just when Warwick hesitated slightly, behind him, a transparent figure began to appear.

It was the illusion of a man in a black robe, who stepped on a black platform and flew in mid-air, as if he could break free from gravity.

"Lord Warwick, there's no time, hurry up, this is Lord Hex's edict, if you want to rid this world of its existing fate, you must take this step! Once you've done all of this, I'm here to start the next reverse lane mission! ”

The black-robed man urged Warwick.

Darkwell looked at Warwick calmly, as if he saw the newborn fat boy sleeping in the crook of his arm, and then his gaze gradually drifted away.

"Perhaps, maybe I'll be able to see Cassia soon, what a pity...... I didn't know what to do with her...... Hmmm......"

Warwick's raised hand slowly lowered, because the last shred of life had passed on the General Darkwell in front of him.

"I'm going to be alone and quiet, Wufeng, you go back to Ionia first, and help me tell Master Hex that I've done what he has arranged."

The man named Bladeless bowed respectfully to Warwick, and then faded into place again.

Warwick sat down alone on the floating plank, staring at the corpse not far away, stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

At night, the lifeboat where Su Yun and Wu Shan's team were located quietly floated up to a small island in the Stat Tou Islands.

All the contractors who had been drifting on the boat for a day set foot on the island and began to rest, Wu Shan tied the lifeboat to a book on the edge of the island, and also began to rest with everyone, only the pale Nian Master Griffin was in charge of the vigil, he was the strengthening direction of the ghost system, and he did not need sleep, so it was the most suitable for the vigil.

Su Yun found a flat land, took out a set of sleeping bags from the coat of arms, lay down on the spot, and slept without any scruples.

When he woke up the next day, Wu Shan and the others had already prepared food, Su Yun ate a little casually, and Wu Shan pointed to a medium-sized ship in the distance.