After Yasuo and Cain's figures disappeared, the dense forest full of fallen leaves and dead branches also returned to its former silence.

It's just that there is an extra body covered in blood on the ground here compared to before.

Wow!

The fallen leaves in the forest were flying, and the sound of crows was around, and the sky gradually sank.

Amid the loud crow of crows, Svein's majestic figure slowly coalesced beside Yon's corpse.

"It's time for you to wake up."

As his words fell, a cloud of blood erupted from Yon's body.

The blood flower enveloped Yon, and a sinister and powerful energy burst out of his body.

The scarlet energy drifted into Wynn's body again with the blood mist, and the blood threads attached to the wounds on his body, which were quickly repaired once and for all.

And the blood mist that burst out was condensed into a blood-colored mask, attached to Yon's face.

Some of the blood that flowed from Yon's wound slowly melted into the long sword he still held in his right hand.

The blade of the sword was gradually stained with blood, slowly turning bright red, and there was a bewitching red glow on it.

The change happened so quickly that almost within seconds of Svein's words, Yonn was completely different from what he had been before.

Yongen slowly opened his eyes, the pair of scarlet-filled eyes, with a hint of destruction and violence.

He slowly stood up, raised the two swords in his hands, and prepared for Svein.

Svein looked at Yon calmly, not making any defensive gestures:

"Daring to swing a sword at me only shows that your consciousness is not clear enough. If you are devoured by demons, I will kill you. But if you devour the demons..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yon with two swords in his hands, and stumbled towards him with a roar.

The slow and staggering movements were like a corpse that had just come to life and was still stiff, not at all like a sane human being.

Even though Yon rushed in, Svein didn't make any moves, just indifferently watched the other party rush with his sword.

Ten meters... Five meters... Three meters...

Yon's distance from Svein is getting closer and closer, and as the distance closes, there is more disappointment in Svein's eyes.

When Yon rushed to Svein's approach, slowly picked up the blood-colored sword in his right hand, and stabbed at Svein...

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

Immediately after, he let out a roar, and a struggle appeared on his face.

As he struggled, the mask on Yon's face continued to flicker with a bewitching red, and the pair of scarlet eyes were also constantly flickering brightly and darkly.

After wandering back like this for a long time, the scarlet in Yongen's eyes slowly receded, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

But the moment the pair of eyes met Svein, there was no hesitation.

Won's sword in his left hand was raised, and he stabbed at Svein without mercy.

"If it was the sword in your right hand, I would take a step back."

Svein's words rang out, and at the same time, the long sword stabbed the iron armor on Svein's body, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

But in the end, Yon's sword left no trace of Svein's dark blue armor.

Ordinary swords can't do any damage to Svein after the magic jump.

"But that's not my sword... Grand Commander of Noxus! ”

Yonn gasped for air, beads of sweat running down his forehead.

Obviously, the struggle just now consumed too much of his energy.

"There is no benefit in resisting it, I appreciate your obsession, this is a chance for me to transform for you." Svein spoke.

"I'm grateful for your life, but I don't want to be a demon yet, Your Excellency." Yon smiled reluctantly.

"The Great Age of Genes"

He knew in his heart that if it weren't for the life that Svein had left in his body, he would have died a long time ago.

But ah, death should be the final destination for him, not a life like this.

If he hadn't known that suicide would only give the demons in his body a chance, he would have killed himself a long time ago.

"You want to protect your brother to the point where you are willing to sacrifice your life. Do you think you're noble? Svein asked.

"It's not noble, but everyone should always have their own obsessions." Yon said seriously.

"Foolish actions can only bring self-touching, Yon."

Svein looked down at the frail man below, and said in a calm voice:

"With the strength of you and your brother, in the face of greater power, you are just a plaything to be fooled."

Won sat down a little weakly, but when he heard Svein's words, he suddenly laughed:

"Are you admitting in disguise that you are the one who controls Yasuo?"

One appearance is a coincidence, but both of Svein's appearances are accompanied by Yasuo's loss of control, which can only say one thing...

Of course, Yon is also gambling again, betting on his own death, in exchange for Yasuo's subsequent normal life.

This is another reason why he chose to face the wind without any resistance, otherwise with his kendo, he would still be able to struggle no matter what.

Although in the face of Yasuo in the state of the time, he must die.

"Neither time I did it, and sometimes I didn't have to do it to accomplish the goal. What you and he think is important, or worth complying with, is nothing more than a bubble that will shatter with a casual flick. Svein did not deny it.

Although he didn't say that he did it himself, he also made it clear that this matter had a close relationship with him.

"Are you trying to say that only strength can control destiny?"

Yon raised his head, looked up at the extremely tall Svein, and laughed and mocked:

"In the eyes of you bigwigs, we really do exist like toys. Even the new Lord of the Shadow Stream just now had other intentions for Yasuo. ”

Although he had just entered a state of suspended animation, he was not unconscious.

From the appearance of the Shadow Stream cultists, to the conversation between Cain and Yasuo, to their departure.

He saw all these things clearly.

Everything is so smooth, the right encounter, the right rescue, the right to bring back the shadow.

But Yongen can feel that behind these countless coincidences, I am afraid that it is just like Yasuo's manipulation, which is a script that has been written a long time ago.

And the writer of the script may be the man in front of him, or the new master of the shadow stream.

If you don't have strength, you will be controlled, he knows this very well.

But...

His eyes were fixed on Svein, and his voice questioned:

"Even if you have strength, won't you be controlled? Your Excellency, who is not a pawn in the eyes of you Noxus? Aren't you a toy in front of someone stronger? ”

The experience of this time even made Yon a little tired of this world.

False... Unwilling... Lowly... Wretched...

The weak are enslaved and even played by the strong, and the strong are dominated by the stronger...

If you go on with such an infinite reincarnation, even if you end up being the strongest, what's the point...