Zaun, the city of iron glass.

Technology and chaos, seemingly contradictory and opposing words, seem to be very harmonious in this city-state.

The Zu'an Laboratory, which symbolizes the crystallization of science and technology, with the sound of chemical explosions and the roar of live experiments from time to time, shows a different and alternative prosperity.

This is Zuan.

The city-state lies beneath the winding ravines and gorges around Piltover. Smoke and dust leak from the layered, corroded and aging smoke exhaust pipe network, filtering the light from above into an eerie color that cross-reflects between the tinted glass of the Zuan workshop. (Only this paragraph is excerpted from the League of Legends universe, the rest are original)

On the streets littered with technological waste and chemical sediment, a group of ragged delinquent teenagers are scavenging, as if their dreams are buried in piles of unknown and unknown waste. Once upon a time, there was a teenager who, like them, rose up in this garbage-like bad neighborhood and became a myth. His words are like an immortal star, forever twinkling in the hearts of the teenagers.

"Tomorrow is the least thing I worry about."

"I've never had good luck and I've never needed it."

"Time, not on your side."

"Don't give up until you get it right"

"When the node of fate and time are staggered, drowning out the confessioner's telling, do you, remember the me who chased the time, spent my life wasting the years, and changed four seconds to start over, just to take another look at the shallow pear vortex on your face."

- Time Assassin Quotes

The boy stood on the bridge of the Glass City, his pale and piercing head of the plane, just like his unconcealable rebelliousness.

Ike stretched out with his time curl on his back.

"I don't know what those crazy people at the top of the city-state want to do, but whatever, time is on my side anyway."

... ...

Demacia, Citadel of Dawn.

The gold bricks and jade tiles are not enough to show its magnificence.

The eternal light is not enough to describe its astonishing brilliance.

This country, although closed to the rest of the country, has the smell of years of stock.

In a word.

"Coexist with heaven and earth, with the sun and the moon."

Here, the nightmare of the world's Assassins, the Shield Dynasty, and Govin III, these words are enough to discourage the top Assassin masters.

With the addition of a Debang governor, I'm afraid that all that remains is despair.

As a figure like the king of Demacia, Gavin III rarely appears in the public eye, and it is his son, Prince Demacia, Gavin IV, who is more famous.

Jiawen, who was wearing golden armor, was sitting in the council hall with a golden knife at this time.

In the right-hand position, Galen holds a giant sword in his hand, and his momentum is remarkable.

Left hand position, Zhao Xin is in charge, such as sitting on Mount Tai.

Under it, the peerless sword girl, the glorious girl is charming and charming, and the other is dignified and holy.

The prince's handsome face was weather-beaten.

"You must all know that Noxus wolf ambition, the outer void is malicious, Piltover is wavering, and Shadow Isle is full of fog."

"More on the Freljord, the Balance Sect, the Giant God Peak, Bilgewater and other large and small forces, the chaos on the mainland has appeared."

"And what I want to do and what I want to say is the only thing I can say."

"Whoever offends me will be punished even if he is far away!"

Below, everyone shouted in unison.

"No!"

... ...

The wind rises for nine days, the scenery is Xiaoxiao, and the yellow sand falls.

Here, it's Shurima.

The desert is poor and the grass is scarlet, and the sunset in the lonely city is sparse.

The reconstructed solar disk, suspended high in the sky, seems to symbolize Shurima's glorious past.

In the muddy swamp, a giant predator rolled, sharp claws, and bloodthirsty eyes, all showing his strength and rage.

The giant crocodile's massive body was surrounded by runes of confinement, stopping him from wreaking havoc in the desert.

"Nasus! I'll tear you to pieces. ”

"Slaughter, slaughter!"

"My survival will bring death to all!"

"Chaos will follow."

In front of it, a tall, divine figure stood proudly.

Its appearance is not good, and it has a dog's head and a human body.

Some say that he was in charge of Shurima's time and death for tens of thousands of years.

Desert Death – Nasus.

The big guys who don't like it always jokingly call him a doghead.

Of course, they need to consider whether they can withstand it or not.

"Poor Renekton."

"I didn't expect Ruiz's Pure God Circle to make you come to your senses either."

"Life and death, reincarnation is endless."

"I can control the soul, but I can't drive away madness."

There was a hint of sadness in Nasus's cloudy eyes.

Looking at his murderous brother, the demigod clenched the holy axe in his hand.

"A new cycle is about to begin, and I have already seen the future that is about to be destined."

"It's just that this reincarnation has nothing to do with you."

Nasus looked into the void as if to speak to it.

In that void, there was a burst of demonic sounds.

"Nasus, death is not the end for you, for you will be a part of my body."

"Your soul will be the food of the vanity."

The sound of greed from the distant void seemed to swallow up even the desert.

Nasus's eyes shone brightly, and his voice was neither sad nor joyful.

"I've spent centuries."

"For countless years, I have long forgotten the taste of fear."

"Kogas, the void can't give me fear."

"The sky is a useless, dying star."

"Life is a part of reincarnation, and this part of you is over."

The demigod's big hand pointed at the void, and wisps of soul flame seemed to burn through the sky.

Divine power is like hell!

On the other side of the sky, a huge mouth opened, engulfing all the soul flames.

When the giant mouth of Sen Ran opened again.

Divine soldiers made of gravel appeared in the sky, and the sand soldiers raised their spears and stabbed them into the gaping mouth.

A howl of pain came.

"Ascendant, you'll pay for it!"

The answer is the domineering voice of the emperor.

"Void Fear?"

"Even a dragon must look up to the sun, let alone a beast?"

"I am the dawn of Shurima. This is not the place for you to go wild. ”

"When you don't have any scum left, I'm still like that."

"Get out, I await the day when your Void Pulse will come, and you will be reduced to sand and crushed at my feet."

In the void, the shadow disappears.

An emperor, above the rolling yellow sand, nodded at Nasus from afar.

It was the Ascended One, or rather, the Emperor of Shurima, Azir.

A not-so-fierce confrontation is over, and this is just the beginning of everything.

... ...

Freljord, Laxstrac.

Here, it is the darling of winter.

Wind and snow are the only main tones here.

Killing, is the constant note here.

Most of the people here were born warriors, but now, they are prostrate at the feet of a woman.

Or rather, the Frost Witch - Lisandro.