Three days later, night.

Ryan's room.

He sat at his desk, a book of runes in his hand, and a stream of water on his fingers in the other, drawing in the air.

At this moment, a crow flew in from the window and landed on the wooden shelf in front of his bed.

This time the crow was different from the last time, with two pairs of scarlet eyes, which looked strange and bloody. Judging from the power alone, it is far more than the one last time.

"The Empire noticed, and Darkwell lost his temper over it." The crow uttered a calm, magnetic middle-aged man's voice.

"This was part of our plan, has the Pale Lady been moving lately?"

Ryan still kept his eyes on the books, remembering the runes on the books in his mind, and his tone was indifferent.

Noxus matters are settled by the Commander, and all he has to do is muddy the waters in Piltover.

Recently, because of the Piltover affair, the nobility within the empire has become very dissatisfied.

Even with the flying doors still open, there has been a lot less trade lately than before. Even as Piltover struggled to keep afloat, the number of Noxian armies sent around the world by the Flying Gate was decreasing, causing the empire's spoils to shrink dramatically.

Almost everyone in the Immortal Fortress was speculating that it was him, Ryan, who was in the way. He vented his emotions because of the previous Battle of Precidian.

The crow's scarlet eyes focused on Ryan, and he said in a low tone: "She is still hidden behind the scenes, like a demon queen who fools the world, her mind is not small, and the pattern is not big. ”

"It took hundreds of years to control the empire before you got this evaluation?" Ryan laughed dumbly.

The Pale Lady had invited him before the Battle of Presidium, and if he was willing to turn his back on Svein, he would be able to gain untold knowledge of runes, and even eternal life, and the other party would prepare the ritual himself.

Strength, wealth, power, longevity...

Ryan thought about the other party's determined tone, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

The crow raised his head, and his tone was condescending:

"The Empire is the only one in the world, and elevating the country to the highest point of the Land of Runeterras is the highest glory in this world! And she... I only think about the love of children and the suffering I have suffered. ”

"Commander, we can't expect our enemies to be like you, I can't bear it." Ryan shook his head dumbly, flipping back a page.

"If there were people like me in Noxus, I wouldn't need to stand up, the only people I could rely on in the entire empire were you and Darius." There was a sigh in the crow's voice, "But I received news from the contract a few days ago, and our strength is a little stronger. ”

The crow's two pairs of scarlet eyes glanced out the window and glanced at Piltover, as if he could see deeper through the city:

"Compared to the last time, the water polo that enveloped Piltover and Zaun was tighter. A few days ago, there was hope of breaking through the inside, but because she joined Trefary, the last gap was closed. This skill should be used in today's Noxus. ”

Ryan heard the meaning of Svein's words, and knew that the other party wanted to know why he used the cannon to fight mosquitoes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly:

"Sooner or later, my lord, Noxus will be obscured by the raven's wings, but before that, we can do some preparations, and Piltover and Zaun are the best testing grounds."

"I'm used to taking one step at a time, and I need to concentrate on the war in the moment before I win." The crow shook his head and said another piece of information, "The news of Zaun's independence has spread across the continent, and Darkwell is gathering the garrison of Lesser to conquer Demacia, and it is expected that the army will be sent to Zaun in three months. ”

"Hexflyer is the guarantee of the Noxus transport army, it is not surprising that he would have such an idea, so we still have three months to prepare."

"Enough, by then I was well prepared to bury him with the decay of the Empire." The raven's voice was low but contained a certain conviction, "At that time, a new chapter will be ushered in for the Empire." ”

"I'll meet Raythor in Zaun, and it's time for the older generation of undead gods of war to come to an end."

Ryan closed the pages of the book, and with a flick of his palm, the water on the ground converged, emerging and converging into a burly body that was 4,5 meters high.

It was a magical artifact known as the God of War, an impeccable warrior who strangled a Demacian king with his bare hands. Before death, he voluntarily underwent the undead reform, so that he could serve the empire after death.

He is currently serving as the vanguard general of the Rayser garrison, an elite unit under Darkwell, and is fighting against Demacia.

"Until then, let us witness. What can arouse people's endless fighting spirit is a bright future or a looming crisis. ”

With a wave of Ryan's hand, the water that condensed the undead god of war scattered, recondensed into a three-dimensional water model of Piltover and Zaun.

"Zaun is hungry for the future, and Piltover is holding on to what he has now, interesting experiments."

The crow commented, and the four scarlet eyes also carried a hint of anticipation. It's a pity that he has to face the present, otherwise he will inevitably observe this experiment up close, and everything that is valuable for the future of the empire is worth taking seriously.

After a few more conversations about the situation in the world, the crow flew out of the room through the window and disappeared into the night.

......

Half a month later, Zaun Black Lane.

The white-haired, dark-skinned young man with his face covered walked down the neat avenue with surprise on his face.

He grew up in a dark alley where there used to be a grocery store that sold weird gadgets and some information.

During that time, the black alley was dirty and smelly, but it was safe and happy.

Since Hilco came to power, the black alley has become an illegal gathering place, and there are all kinds of rotten people, but there are no simple Zuans.

But after a few more years, there was a Victor in the city. He had heard about the deeds of the other party, a genius from the Piltover Academy in Zaun, and a betrayer who was hated by the Zaun people.

But he returned, back to Zaun.

On the day of his return, he leveled the house of one of the councillors, and then blew up the bridge full of Zuan's humiliation in front of everyone else in Zaun and Piltover.

From the moment he was beaten, he knew in his heart that Zuan had a new master.

His name is Victor, and that's the one who really brought hope to Zaun through his strength.

To be honest, if it weren't for the memory he once had in the black alley, he might have defected to the other party.

The strong guy thought to himself, looking left and right, looking at the new changes around him.

Ever since Piltover declared Zaun independent half a month ago, Zaun began to change beyond his comprehension.

First, a large group of robots with large pipes roamed the streets and alleys of Zu'an, constantly inhaling harmful gases in the air. According to Hilco's subordinates, this thing seems to be called an air purifier to eliminate harmful ingredients from the air in Zaun.

He didn't quite understand how it worked, but at least the air in the Black Alley was much better now than before, and there was no more pungent smell, let alone the sour smell of rotting flesh. There is even a faint aroma wafting through the air

Oh, Zuan, he's never smelled anything so good in Piltover.

The strong guy touched his nose through the mask, eager to take off the mask and smell the fragrance in the air.

"You, stop!"