Even though he had forgotten a lot of things, Lyist could still find the path hidden among the deadly vines at a glance.

It seems to recognize that the human in front of him used a knife to cut himself into countless poor caterpillars more than four hundred years ago, and the greedy flowers and vines that suck human memories have taken the initiative to retreat to make way for the man who is moving forward.

At the end of the path is a small pool, on the edge of which are crystal clear gentle epiphany, lovely cores with a shimmering magical luster gently swaying in the garden breeze, and light elves hovering together in the dark forest, like a deceased person snuggling up to him, conveying a warmth that is difficult to touch again.

"I want to see the epiphany."

The man finally remembered what the woman had said, and also remembered the woman's name, which was very similar to Elena, with brilliant blonde hair and a pair of sad eyes brewing with fog.

Her name is Elena, and she is a huntress of the Equilibrium Sect.

He killed her because of self-righteous love.

"I'm sorry, I'm a jerk."

The man whispered softly to the epiphany that bloomed in front of him, and the epiphany gently deflected the petals, as if she understood the man's whispering.

"If I can win this war, then we will meet again one day, and if that day comes, I will definitely ask for your forgiveness, Elena, and I will plant your favorite epiphany in our home, so that you will always be in a good mood."

Caressing the tiny petals of the epiphany, Lyist closed his eyes.

"Even if it is for the day to come, I will not allow myself to fail, I will make up for all my regrets."

"Rustling ......"

A slightly stronger wind blew from the woods, as if to receive some kind of encouragement, and Lyist repeated it again in a stated tone.

"In this war, even if I become the sinner of Wanfu, I must not lose."

……

Until he left the Garden of Forgotten Worries, Lyster did not meet Pan Siena who had disappeared without a trace, and did not know that the silent Xia had actually talked to the Vastaya Shari Vault Dweller for a long time.

Passing through the hills of the Garden of Forgetfulness, Lyster and Shia truly entered the Sacred Forest of Omikayalan.

"Sia, our goal is the five Gates of Omikayalan, in order to facilitate the movement, we act in the name of husband and wife, first find a place to settle down and integrate into the village,

The Gate's Guiding Stone set up by the Star Spirit must have astral defense magic, and I need time to crack it slowly, and in the meantime, we will try not to meet with Xia Rui in the Village of the Ancestors to avoid any accidents. ”

"But wouldn't it be more convenient to come to Hit, if you go and explain it to Omelia?"

Lyist shook his head at the somewhat naïve Sia and patiently explained.

"We don't know what the Ancestral Village is like right now, and I don't want to get involved in any disputes between Vastaya and the humans, and we can't do anything that is easy to show, because it's full of eyes and ears of the stars.

Crack the Gate's Guide Stone to get the world rune fragments inside, and evacuate here as soon as possible. ”

Lyster had not told anyone, including Sia and Sheena, about his agreement with Lot, which was a secret more important than the ancient ruins beneath the Gorrell Mountains.

"But without the guiding stones, it would be very difficult for the Vastayas here to travel."

"Would you be happy that someone else has built a dragon egg hatching workshop in your dragon's nest for a fee? Without the hatchery, you still don't raise a dragon? Without the Gate's guiding stones, the 'Vastaya lazy people' who slept and pulled were just a few more steps, and the wandering mage Ruiz was almost all over the world on his legs, and he hadn't seen him use the guiding stones, so he was still very happy? ”

Ryze, who was recuperating from Freljord's injuries, got up from the abandoned and dilapidated tent, and after the lonely man sneezed, the cold wind from outside the tent poured into the tent one after another, and Ryze's snot was like a ramen that didn't want money, and it looked a little miserable.

After being injured by his rebellious apprentice Brand, he has not healed so far, but fortunately, his body has long been alienated by the power of runes, and even if he is fatally injured, he will recover one day, but this day is a bit long.

"I felt a power in the dark...... Who is pulling this thread of fate?? ”

Not knowing that he casually said that Ruiz would have to let Ruiz lie down for another month, Lyist asked further.

"Do you understand what I mean? From the beginning, the Gate's Guiding Stone didn't belong to Vastaya, and the reason why the Guiding Stone appeared in Omikayaland was only because the Star Spirit used it as a testing ground, so I wouldn't have any moral problems removing it. ”

Thea nodded, then shook her head again.

"But you didn't let me give birth to dragon eggs, did you?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Lyster didn't hear it.

"That's right, the Star Spirit relies on the Gate's Guide Stone to monitor this paradise, and I also know that it is dishonorable to destroy the Guide Stone, but this is something that cannot be helped, the stronger we are, the weaker the enemy, if we let it go because of some small emotions, we can't do anything."

"Okay, come to Hit, I see, you can do it."

After convincing the kind-hearted dragon girl, Lyist took out the rune crystal disk and quickly locked in a direction.

"Remember, from now on, your name is Little Sia, and I am called Little Reni, and if someone bullies me, you have to protect me, because in Omikayalan, humans are the weaker side, understand?"

"Oh."

After three months of covert investigations, the elusive Lyster settled with Thea in a human village not far from the southernmost Gate's Guiding Stone, within a day's distance.

Unaware that the 'wormhole' where he traveled has been targeted by some black-hearted thief, Omikayalan is still in a delicate peace, whether it is the dazed humans or the frightened Vastayas, they are secretly accumulating their strength in case something big happens.

Only the Ancestral Village's Xiarui understood that the Sacred Tree was decaying at an accelerated rate, and that natural magic had entered a long period of slump.

……

The Emerald Leader's contact with the Supreme Command of the Immortal Fortress began to become closer, and military movements became more frequent, and I don't know when, rumors of a resurgence of war spread on the Valoran continent again, and such rumors naturally spread to the depths of the Dark Manor along the mysterious association that would only exist in legends.

Dark Manor, located in the lower area of the Immortal Fortress, a dark manor with a dark age style sits in absolute darkness, full of deadly killing traps and magical seals that drain the life force of humans, powerful and complex witchcraft that even magic-savvy mages are not immune.

The bones and wails of the intruders will be buried by the cleverly designed descending ramp mechanism (which can be understood as a power-carrying waterwheel mechanism that uses groundwater as a power source, and the mechanism will open and close at regular intervals according to the rise and fall of groundwater, cleaning up the bones of the dead in the killing trap), and disappear into the boundless sea of flowers.

Since its birth, the manor has existed in the forbidden realm as an absolute secret of Noxus, composing an epic second only to the ancient and majestic Immortal Fortress, on a par with the Black Rose Mage Academy.

At this moment, the dark manor where the flowerbed had fallen once again ushered in its sole owner.

As one of the masters behind the Immortal Bastion, Vladimir Kamar Rasvich is well aware that the Empire's armies are gathering and that a new continental war is about to begin.

But he didn't care.

Yes, don't care.

The only thing he cared about was his strength, his collection, and his lost memories, and if he had to choose between the three to keep them, he would rather lose his power and all the collections himself, and keep the memories that would be lost at any time.

In a gazebo surrounded by roses, magic fluorites glow a cool blue light.

The black-haired young man sat in a custom-made wooden rocking chair carved with the royal pattern of the Kamavia, dressed in a gorgeous costume of the ancient aristocracy in dark red as the main color, as deep as blood in the ice blue light, and the melancholy man played with the empty pointed ampoules on his fingertips, and he only needed to inject a little 'living thing' with magic power, and he could keep this unforgettable emotion by his side forever.

"Lord Vladimir, it's not too early, this time the pale lady will also come to the banquet, you let me remind you, it's better not to be late."

I don't know when, a tall woman in a crimson cloak came to Vladimir, the woman knelt down on one knee, took the man's right hand with reverence, and kissed the back of the hand.

The man crossed the woman's smooth and delicate face like a pet, and said softly in the woman's adoring eyes.

"Clauris, I'm short of a dance partner tonight, would you like to dance with me in the moonlight?"

Gently pressing the man's hand to his right cheek, the wavy blonde Claudes whispered.

"Master, I feel that only the Pale Lady in this world is qualified to accompany you as your dance partner, not to mention that I am only a mortal and have not become your subordinate, and dancing with you will only defile your holy soul."

"Is this what you really think? Crowris? ”

Seeing the disappointment on the face of the creator of the Crimson Order, the Great Blood Ancestor and Sect Head, Claudes gritted her teeth and nodded, she couldn't deny her true thoughts.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure."

Shaking his head, Vladimir pulled the woman who was kneeling on the ground up, looked over several times, and did not say anything more.

"Go ahead and get ready, we can't keep our guests waiting long tonight."

"Yes."

……

The luxurious carriage with the black rose coat of arms stopped at the door of the luxurious mansion, and Shi Shiran, a woman in a floor-to-ceiling black dress, stepped out of the carriage, and the handmade long skirt and the noble lady's flat gauze hat on her head covered the most mysterious part of the woman, implementing the mysterious style of black roses.

The pink lips are as soul-striaging as the crescent moon, the woman wears a rose-shaped half-face mask, and the green jade fingers under the black gauze gloves are on the shoulders of the female attendants, and the movements and postures are noble.

After the two Scarlet Society mages in charge of security looked at each other, they didn't dare to look more, and the two hurriedly took two steps forward to the carriage and bowed.

"Ms. Lorissa, please come in."

With a slight bow, Luo Lisa walked into one of the most secret areas of Noxus, where the vermilion withered wood door blocked countless people who were eager to catch a glimpse of the extraordinary, a place that only the real rulers were qualified to enter.

The location of the Scarlet Feast is located in the old aristocratic quarter of the underground city of the Immortal Fortress, and for Lolisa, it is a good place for the bloodorcer to make small moves.

The first floor is a richly decorated lobby, bright yellow lights make the lobby as bright as day, reflecting the brilliance of gold, various works of art from different eras, precious ancient rune floor tiles can be seen everywhere, with their own humility to set off the nobility of visitors.

The Dark Knight's armor stomach hung on the armor rack, and the countless decapitated flame-shaped swords exuded a breathtaking chill, making people not doubt that the previous owner of this sword was a burly and invincible warrior from the Dark Ages, for hundreds of years, the weapons and armor of the Dark Knight's armor were hung at random not far from the gate for others to watch and judge, and the owner of the trophy did not seem to regard this historical and cultural artifact associated with glory as a precious thing at all.

All visitors know that the awesome armor and weapons of death in front of them are nothing more than the collection of the owner of this place, nothing more.

Most of the marble sculptures and murals uphold the dark style of the old aristocracy, the carved stone statues are rarely able-bodied, handsome and beautiful but only the stump and broken arm, only the most experienced executioner can understand the broken limb in what desperate way out of the torso, similar to the sculpture, most of the various murals are tragic, poignant, and the theme of love that does not end well,

Most of the visitors don't know why the owner of this place is so fond of sad stories, and only deepen their awe of hidden things after watching them, but Luo Lisa knows that the reason why her partner likes Gu Ying to feel sorry for himself is because the dark wizard who is 'proficient in the magic of life' is a fool who can't even remember his name when he sleeps, and has to write and draw in a diary to remember his name.

Even the name 'Crimson Society' is tasteless, and compared to the majestic 'Emerald Collar', it sounds like a vampire rat cowering in a dark corner, unable to see the light.

Just a simple comparison, Luo Lisa found that compared with that man, her partner was not half a star worse.

"The Great Luo of the Worlds"

"Ms. Luo Lisa, the banquet has not officially started, the head of the sect has reserved a room for you to rest on the third floor, please come with me."

A female Crimson noticed the most distinguished visitor of the evening, and took the initiative to lead the way, and Luo Lisa nodded, and followed all the way up the swirling red carpet stairs to the third floor.

"The banquet will begin in half an hour, Ms. Lolisa, do you have any other orders?"

"Yes, let your sect leader come out early, don't make me wait too long, I have something to talk to him about today."

"Ms. Lolisa, I'll bring the words."