Chapter 3: The Precursor to the Storm

Junction of Demacia and Noxus.

There is a huge bottomless crack separating two nations that have been at war for many years, and it is known as the Seal Rift. Every once in a while, the seal rift would silently gather, and Demacia and Noxus would connect, and whenever this happened, Demacia and Noxus would send troops to garrison them in case of a sneak attack from each other.

On the border of Noxus, a figure stood straight, looking out at Demacia in the distance. It was pitch black all around, and it was impossible to see his face, but by the faint starlight, he could vaguely tell that it was a woman.

Her figure turned, and in the next moment, she had appeared in Demacia, which was separated from Noxus by a huge rift, and she slowly walked towards the territory of Demacia, without a sound, like a spirit in the night, merging with the darkness.

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Zaun, a city-state in the north of Valoran distorted by abusive magic and technology.

On a huge altar in an unknown and remote area, a white figure holding a magic wand was looking up at the sky motionlessly, her face was * and solemn, and her blue eyes were quiet and elegant. She seemed to have no weight, floating strangely in the air, her whole body swaying slightly.

The wind gradually took over the sky, the white clouds were blown away, and the birds were frightened away, but the earth seemed unaffected by the wind, and there was a quiet scene, and even a few lambs were playing in the distance. The gale gradually replaced the gale, reveling unbridled in the blue sky, as if to tear the sky apart. And the white figure in the wind still maintained its original movements, quiet and noble, as if this wind party was held for her.

After a long time, the white figure sighed, her voice was quiet and ethereal, giving people the feeling of being in a deep valley.

"Their winds are about to kick in. โ€

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A slender and beautiful figure stood quietly on the busiest street of Piltover, her gaze always resting on the * in her hand, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her. From time to time, men would come forward to talk to her, but they all sighed and left because of her cold attitude and the * in her hands.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked towards her, and in his hand was a pair of surprisingly large mechanical fists.

"Beauty, are you free tonight?" he said amusedly, staring at her.

"If you do this again, beware that you can't get married, Lord Magistrate. She raised her willow eyebrows and said in a delicate voice.

"It doesn't matter. Isn't there still you, little policewoman?" he pressed his hand against the wall, and a large crater appeared in the thick, hard wall.

"Don't you know that destroying buildings in residential areas is punishable by detention?" she said helplessly, looking at her case-handling partner.

"Oh, is it?" he laughed as if hearing the funniest joke in the world, "who arrested me? โ€

"Did you find that guy?" she said lightly, as if she was used to it.

"Well, we found this in that guy's stronghold. As he spoke, he casually tossed a crumpled piece of letter to her.

She took what appeared to be a tattered piece of paper, and could vaguely judge the information on it:

I'm going to Demacia, I'm going to relax, I heard that you have a good relationship, if I wreak havoc in Demacia, and say I'm a criminal who can't be caught by the waste police in Phi City, will your relationship be as good as ever? Haha, I'm looking forward to it.

I can't see the final signature clearly, as if the person who received it first hates the person who made the payment, and the position of the signature is the most broken.

"That villain. She spat viciously.

"Haha, how can our elegant and touching policewoman swear words?" Looking at her delicate appearance when she was angry, the anger in his heart seemed to be a lot less. "How much does it affect the image. โ€

"Give me a car, I'm going to Demacia. โ€

"Oh, the policewoman will go out in person?" his face was full of smiles, which were replaced by anger, "Then I'll go too, there will be no criminals in Picheng that I can't catch!" Thinking of that guy's face, he wanted to smash that guy's face with his huge fist gloves.

"No, no, it's Demacia, not Pi City. You'd better not go. She said with some fear, "I'm afraid that without that guy's destruction, we will break with Demacia first." โ€

"Cut. โ€

"But the madman is gone, and Piltover can have a few days of peace. As soon as the conversation changed, she sighed lightly, and the expression on her face was extremely complicated.

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Ionia, a peace-loving city-state on an island.

In one of the clock towers of the Ionian Academy of Magic, the largest magical academy in Ionia, a thin old man sat quietly in front of a huge clock, his beard and hair were silver, but his eyes were bright and vibrant.

"What do you foresee again?" the man who spoke was standing beside the old man, his body was unusually short, and the proportions of his head to his body were very incongruous, his head was even larger than his body. His voice was sharp and thin, and judging by his beard, he must have been a little older.

"Hehe, nothing. The old man smiled and said softly, "The Valoran continent is very lively. โ€

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In a huge palace filled with white and light, a figure sat on an ornate seat, nobly crossed Erlang's legs.

"Queen, we've found it. A white figure kneeling on one knee bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Where?" she said without looking up, gracefully taking a sip of the elixir from her cup.

"Valoran Continent. โ€

"Oh, you ran so far, huh, this slut, do you think I can't find it?" she said lightly, "Ya, lead a team of angels to Valoran with me. โ€

"Yes. โ€

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"What?!" exclaimed a purple figure in a dark palace, ignoring his image as a queen, "Did that slut find my place so quickly?" โ€

"Yes, yes," said a black figure kneeling on one knee and with some horror, "we detect a very strong stream of light energy all around us, and it can't be dispelled. โ€

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"Don't you understand me?

"Uh, yes, yes. โ€

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Located in the northwestern part of the continent of Valoran, in the perennial sea of conquest, there is an island shrouded in darkness all year round, a mysterious region of dark magic and evil.

This is the Isle of Shadows.

In the center of the Shadow Isle is a huge canyon with a cave in the middle of the canyon, a mysterious space. There was no life, no matter, only a rich energy of death that filled it. This space is called Dead Space.

In Dead Space, a figure covered in a massive black trench coat stands motionless like a statue.

"Times are changing. His voice was pleasant and seren, without any waves, making it very comfortable to listen to, "Wait, wait, wait." A new era is about to arrive. โ€