Chapter 7: Undercurrents

【Precedent】

The wheel of fortune is spinning fast

The world of the living is cold and miserable

Shadows are brewing in the obsidian palace

A war of the past and the present is about to begin

Only the descendants of an ancient family can stop the war from spreading

The wrath of a world will eventually crush his shoulders

Born only for death at the right time

—Charon Prophecy, Part II

Section 1: East Tower

"The cold reality will always turn the best of the past into a wound in the soul, if you don't touch it, it will slowly heal, and the more you touch it, the more it will make you itch and even bloody. Why bother to reminisce, let the past be sealed in the years, just take a step, because that's your only option—— Fronza Supplicant. 」

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One

Time: Early in the morning

Location: League of Legends, Impartial Council Chamber

Characters: Thirteen Covenant Keepers, eight survivors of the Dawn Star

(¤The oval conference table in the chamber is gone, replaced by a circular enchantment with a radius of seven feet, consisting of three concentric circles and a central twelve-pointed star.) In the outer ring, thirteen wooden chairs are placed, on which the Covenant Keeper sits. The eight survivors of the Dawn Star stand on the "Eight Void Positions" of the Twelve-pointed Star, and the "Zhengtian Star" and the "Good Sky Star" are placed on crystal platforms. )

Lariva: Ladies and gentlemen, the Circle of Fate has been laid out, and any mistakes that go from behind will result in the death of the eight summoners in the enchantment. Now, I'm going to chant the Covenant!

Lariva chanted the Covenant:

"Eva, the Almighty and Merciful Creator,

You are the source of all things

You are the beginning of the light

We are forever bathed in your grace

We will thank your Divine Affection

and stand in the name of God and walk in the world

Don't dare to deceive

Don't dare to destroy it

We will be in God's name

Make a vow

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Runic amethyst

It is the source of magical energy in the Land of Justice

Drive the war for justice

to protect the peace of Valoran

We will keep this confidential

Until the sun rises

The sea has dried up

The contractor will swear in the Eight Void Positions

By the will of fate

until the body is turned to dust."

(¤Eight people, including Anton Salon, Fronsa, and others, closed their eyes, folded their hands, and silently recited the contract)

Fronsa: The Eight Void Positions of Qiannan, Fronsa Supplicant hereby makes a vow to honor the meaning of the contract, in the name of God, and will never be destroyed!

Anton Salon: In the north of the Eight Void Positions, Anton Saron makes a vow here, and will respect the meaning of the contract, in the name of God, and will never be destroyed!

Insominia: The departure of the Eight Void Positions from the East, Insominia Dharma-Breaker hereby makes an oath that he will honor the meaning of the contract and establish it in the name of God in the world, and will never be destroyed!

Arrowney: Arcane Bullard hereby makes a vow to honor the meaning of the covenant in the name of God and never destroy it!

......

(¤Anton Saron and the other eight contractors read the contract, and the four crystal platforms placed on the "Zhengtian Star" and the "Good Heavenly Star" suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light, and transmitted powerful magical power to the entire enchantment, illuminating the originally dark hall by it!)

Lariva: Ladies and gentlemen, prepare to chant the Fortune Reversal Spell and complete the contract!

(¤The camera shows thirteen Covenant Keepers, each with their heads bowed, their eyes slightly closed, and their fingers crossed on their legs.) )

Thirteen Covenant Keepers chant the Fortune Reversal Spell:

「Lahs－toe! Ehs－tahn－nehn－ashtily!

Lahs－toe! EeAh－norehee－lol!

Salr－or，lsnoro，eh－droegoorleen!

Glahs－sehn，Salr－or! Lash－lr－wishpaty!

Salr－or，eye－a!」

"Scepter!" (¤On one of the crystal platforms, a six-foot-long silver scepter appears)

"Star Coins!" (¤A gold coin appeared on one of the crystal platforms)

"Holy Grail!" (¤ On one of the crystal tables, a golden cup appeared)

"Sword!" (¤On one of the crystal platforms, a four-foot-long iron sword appeared)

"The sun is shining, and it is the other side of the way!

The moon is falling, and it is the finale of darkness!

We forge the wheel of destiny with the power of the elements

Light and darkness drive the wheel to turn

Have mercy, Eloth, Angel of Fate

Burn it, Still, the source of the scourge!"

(¤The ring in the center of the barrier suddenly spun rapidly, forming a seven-foot-high circle of light.) The aperture gradually narrowed, concentrating in the center of the twelve-pointed star, and at the same time, the light of the enchantment disappeared. A charm appeared on the left neck of Anton Salon, Fronsa, and the other eight people, and it was a thumb-sized twelve-pointed star. )

Lariva: Very well, that's it, the contract is done!

Droke: We succeeded? Ah, this spell is very physically demanding, it's hard to imagine that Exio could do it alone!

Anton Saron: We- (touches the charm on his neck, feeling some pain) Fronsa, why do I feel a sense of oppression?

Fronsa: Because we know a big secret and it takes a lifetime to keep it.

Arroni: So- what if we say it?

Drok: Before you can say that word, you're going to die—and in a terrible way! This spell has an independent will, and if it detects that the contractor has the intention to "break the contract", it will activate it immediately!

Krossus: Don't try to "break the contract", this is advice for you!

Asrema: Why isn't there such a thing as a deed?

Lariva: The contract is bound to your soul, my child.

(¤Sivir smiled at Insol, who returned the favor with the same smile.) )

Drook: Singana, I heard you three almost died!?

Kimberly: No! We've taken out a lot of Shadowblades and mutants.

Agwana: Since these eight summoners have done a great job, we need to reward them!

Lariva: Great offer! What is the reward? Bezod, I'd like to hear your opinion!

Bezod: Except for Anton Saron, the other seven can be promoted.

Drok: Hey, hey, don't do this - Anton Saron Supplicant, although he may have no role in this mission, but he is also one of the participants after all, is it cruel to do this?

Krossos: Anton Saron Supplicant is not SOA certified, he is not qualified to hold the coat of arms, and therefore cannot be promoted.

LeBlanc: We shouldn't be dogmatic! Sometimes rules can be disobeyed!

Larry Hughes: At one point, the Invoker was called "the most giftless summoner", and who can guarantee that he was actually involved in this mission? I mean - he probably kept on the run!

Eloni: Why do you say that, Anton-

Fronsa: Eroni!(¤Grabbed Eroni's arm, put her index finger to her lips, and motioned for her to stop talking.) )

(¤Anton Sharon bowed his head, and a sad emotion welled up in his heart.) )

Lariva: Then, Sengana and Fronza will be promoted to the rank of White Summoner, holding the Six-Ray Emblem. The rest of the members, with the exception of Anton Saron, were promoted to the rank of Grey Summoner, holding the Silver Shield Insignia. What are the different opinions?

Agwana: That's probably the best!

Lariva: Okay, that's it. Tomorrow in the Summoner Auditorium for the promotion ceremony, you are all the saviors of the League of Legends, this is a little bit of our heart!

[Author's Note]

* Twelve-pointed Star: In Valoran, the twelve-pointed star is called the Star of Destiny, and the circle in which the twelve-pointed star is located is called the Wheel of Fortune. As shown below:

1。 The red part of the picture is the "Eight Voids of Life", that is, the eight states of human existence: happiness, sorrow, loneliness, leisure, health, illness, prominence, and nothingness. It is said that when everyone is born, the wheel of fortune spins, and people can only stand at one point of the "Eight Voids of Life" and make a life-determining choice. Whatever the choice, we must endure another state of existence, such as: happiness corresponds to nothingness, leisure corresponds to illness, loneliness corresponds to eminence, and sorrow corresponds to health.

2。 The upper and lower blue parts of the picture are the "Zhengtian Star", and the two purple parts on the left and right are the "Good Heavenly Star", which represent the two most indispensable things in the world: justice and kindness.

3。 The largest part of the twelve-pointed star represents death, and when the wheel of fortune rotates once and returns to its starting point, humans die. Some texts refer to it as "turning the real position" to correspond to the "Eight Void Positions of Life", which means that death is a fate from which human beings cannot escape.

Two

"Krya!, what the hell is going on?" Anton Saron asked Krya, who was sitting next to him, frowning and looking serious.

"I don't know—I don't know why this is happening—" Koria lowered her head, fiddling with the heart-shaped origami in her hand.

"Well! that's funny!" Fronza pinched his chin and looked at Coria with interest, "The survivors don't even include you, so why doesn't Manguchi count you among the survivors?"

"Who is Manguchi?" said Arroni, who was lying on the windowsill looking at the night view of the outer city, turning her head.

"The head of the intelligence department of the Alliance, a guy who is absolutely loyal to Lariva!" replied Fronza faintly.

Tegel lit the candles on either side of the door, "Before you figured it out, Koria lived with me—" He glanced at Koria sitting by the window, who was still fiddling with the heart-shaped origami in his hand, "He's been holding the origami, which he was going to give to a girl, but he doesn't remember the girl—weird, isn't it?"

"Hey, Kolya, can you show me this origami?" Fronza crouched down beside Kolya and looked at the other party's white cheeks, "Maybe I can help you remember this girl!"

Coria nodded, handing the origami to Fronsa. Fronza took the origami and opened it, and on it was Coria's long, neat handwriting: "Sister Elirena: It's almost autumn, the weather is getting cooler, remember to add clothes when you go out!" "Elirena—" Fronza frowned, "Where did I hear that, hey, Anton Saron, Arroni, do you remember a girl named Elirena?"

Anton Salons shook his head with a puzzled expression, "No, I don't remember such a name, this girl—Koria, who is she?"

"Wow——!" Eroni walked up to Coria and pinched the other party's face, "You have a sweetheart, and you still pretend not to remember, and you don't even tell me, it's really stingy!"

"No- Sister Aroni, I don't remember, I really don't!" Coria's tone was very low, and her expression was very wooden, and Eroni, who was originally smiling, became serious at this moment.

"Are you looking for me!?"

A tall, burly figure jumped in through the window and scared Arronie into a scream. The man was dressed in a black cloak, a red hood, and carried two long swords, one large and one small, with soft armor on all the joints of his body, and four one-foot-long daggers on his belt.

"Shadow Blade Warrior!?" Anton Saron recognized the other party's identity for the first time, and he instinctively pulled Aroni behind him, and his free left hand lit up with a dazzling blue light.

"Put away the spell, Anton Saron, he's not here to fight!" Fronza craned his neck and looked at the Shadow Blade Warrior's face hidden in the hood, "There must be something very important for the Shadow Blade Warrior of this level to come to us." ”

"The reason why Manguchi didn't say Koria Bullard was my sword. The Shadow Blade spoke, his voice low, but not cold, "The Shadow Blade has been controlled by the Black Cross of the Roses, and it is Mennu Amuel who framed you this time!"

"Unbelievable!Manguchi would betray Lariva!" Fronza spread his hands, and he subconsciously glanced at the hilt of the opponent's longsword, the one above was the standard longsword of the Shadow Blade Warrior, and the one below was a thumb-sized skull.

"That summoner named Manguchi is a good man, and he knows what you're up against!" said the Shadowblade Warrior lightly.

"Y-why did you help Krya?" Anton Saron gradually felt the force field of the other party, and he wondered why the assassin had magical powers, and he had felt the same force field on Sivir before that.

"He has a pure soul!" the Shadowblade squinted at Coria, who was also looking at him at the moment, "My name is McGlon Shadow, and I am no longer the Shadowblade Warrior, and I currently live at the Denko Hotel in the outer city. Anything I can do to help Coria, I'll do it!" As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in place, and it felt like a zero-second teleportation.

"I'm curious, how did Coria influence a Shadowblade Warrior?" said Tegel as he placed four wooden cups on the table, "Would you like some Noxus Black Coffee?

"Uh-I don't mind drinking free coffee!" Fronza smiled at Tegel before turning his gaze to Korya, "McGlon Shadow, very powerful bodyguard, we don't have to worry about your safety anymore! Tell me, Kolya, did you feel inexplicably sad when you saw this name, as if something was missing?"

"Well, that's how it feels!" Koria looked up, tears still on her face, "I don't know why, I just can't be happy, but I don't know why I'm sad!"

"Uh-hmm," Fronza picked up Tegel's poured coffee and sniffed it in front of his nose, "It's an exaggeration, but it may be true - someone erased Elirena from our memory, she did exist, and she was an important person around us!" he took a sip of his coffee, then nodded vigorously, "Uh-oh, that's great! It turns out that Noxus black coffee must be made with rock sugar in Gadebon!"

"Is that really going to happen?" said Aroni, with a horrified expression as Tegel handed her a cup of coffee, which she almost didn't fall to the ground when she took it.

"The Diary of Tellaz, one of the six holy artifacts, must be it!" Fronza pouted, "It's all to blame for us losing it, and—the guy who got it probably also has the power of the blood of the Invoker!"

Anton Salons just wanted to take a sip of coffee, but when he heard Fronsa's words, he immediately forgot about it, "Impossible! There are only two of us left in the Wisher family!"

"Someone may have acquired this power in a special way—who knows?" Fronza took another sip of his coffee, licked his lips, and gave a satisfied expression, "Hmmm! it's delicious!

"I'm afraid - you'll have to pay this time!" Tegel patted Fronza on the shoulder, smiling at the other's eyes.

Taking advantage of this, Fronza picked up the large clay pot containing coffee on the table and slipped away with a zero-second teleportation......

Three

The last time Anton Saron came to the Summoners Auditorium was two years ago, during the graduation ceremony of Owen's class of summoners. The passage of time often happens inadvertently, and perhaps only when you come to the place that carries the memories can you intuitively see this change. There will be two images in your mind, one of the past, warm but faded, and the other of the present, bright but cold. The only thing that hasn't changed is this imposing auditorium, which looks out from the main door to the rostrum, and the people on it are the size of plates. Citrine embedded in the dark grooves in the walls fills the auditorium with a soft glow, giving a sense of warmth. Anton Salon, the only cool color in the picture, was dressed in a beige robe unlike everyone else, wearing a brown scarf that Aroni had given him, and he wanted to take off his black-rimmed glasses so that he could see nothing......

"Memories are always engraved on the pictures that we see, and because of this, all the misery in the world exists in the eyes of people......

"I heard that these people broke into the Plague Forest and recaptured the stolen Crystal Hub!"

"Isn't the Crystal Nexus in the Land of Justice, how could it be stolen?"

"I heard it was the Dark Wizard who did it!

"Either way, these guys who reclaim the Crystal Hub are heroes!"

"That's right! they're so strong! they can come out of the plague forest alive!"

......

Anton Salons sat down in a seat in the penultimate row, and those who knew him would stay away from him as if they were running away from the plague, and the rest of them did not dare to sit in front of him or left or right because of the unknown situation. He didn't have time to grieve about his situation, and cheers and applause erupted in the front row of the auditorium, and Fronza and Zingana, dressed in white robes, had already arrived at the podium.

Fronza smiled from ear to ear, and kept waving to everyone in the audience, he had obviously washed his face and hair today, and looked two points handsome, and his robe seemed to glow a white shimmer under the light of amethysts on both sides of the rostrum. Anton Salons often sees Fronsa smiling, but this time, Fronsa is really happy.

Singana's popularity definitely outweighs Flongsa's, and that's largely because of his looks. This robe matched his tall and lanky figure, combined with his smooth and fair handsome cheeks, made it quickly become the highlight of the entire auditorium. Many female summoners had already shed tears, and some even "crawled" to the rostrum despite the inquisitor's obstruction.

The thirteen Covenant Keepers had taken their seats at the long, curved table at the innermost part of the podium, and Lariva had said something to the other members, then left their seats and walked between Fronza and Zingana, hugging their shoulders. "Congratulations, you're going to be the 600th and 601st White-robed Summoners!" he said with a smile.

"Hero ——!," I don't know who shouted below.

"Hero ——!" shouted more people this time.

"Heroes——! Heroes——! Heroes——!" The auditorium soon erupted in shouts.

To the shouts of everyone, Arroni, Insol, Aslema, Kimberly, and Herbert streamed in from the back hall to the podium, each dressed in a large gray robe. Seven amethysts the size of Academy coins suddenly stretched out from the dome directly above the rostrum, and they threw white pillars of light at the seven survivors of the Dawn Star, the heroes of the night.

"Dear summoners——! Lariva raised his hands and motioned for the summoners in the auditorium to be quiet, "I understand your feelings! But now, I must grant the heroes a new emblem here!" The auditorium gradually returned to calm, and Lariva's deep voice was enhanced many times by magic, and the hidden power in that voice seemed to turn the rough sea into a calm lake.

Lariva took out two silver hexagram emblems from his pocket, like a hexagram enchantment, with a ring on the outside and a six-pointed star on the inside. For some reason, even at this distance, Anton Salons could feel the force field of those two emblems.

"See? The emblem is said to be made of silver and contains great magical powers!"

"So, it increases the strength of the wearer?"

"That's right, it's said to double my strength! Someday, I'll get that emblem too!"

"It's not that easy, there are up to fifteen white-robed summoners every year, and they are the last two this year!"

......

Lariva pinned the two six-pointed insignia to the collars of Fronza and Singana, shook hands with the two, and pulled them towards him, "The hexagram is made of dwarven Thoryin, indestructible, and can absorb magical powers. When you defeat an enemy in the future, place the emblem in the opponent's heart and you can take away all of their power. This emblem will strengthen you forever, and the more enemies you defeat, the more effective it will be!"

Lariva then placed five more silver coats of arms on the remaining five, then stood among them with a kind smile, "Silver shield emblems, made of yodel tungsten steel, with a silver-plated outer layer. Each emblem has been soaked in the Holy Silver Lake for three years, and it will absorb your magical power on weekdays, and in times of crisis, the protective charm on it will trigger to resist spells below the second level of the forbidden art. ”

Anton Salon, looking at everything on the stage with tears in his eyes, how he wished that he could stand on the rostrum in front of everyone like his companions, and be awarded the summoner emblem by Supreme Councilor Lariva. He began to fantasize that he would be standing there, and he would smile at his companions and say, "I didn't expect that I was standing here!" Just then, the auditorium suddenly boiled over, and Fronza was about to speak on behalf of the Dawn Star - for some reason, Anton Salon, suddenly lost all sounds, and he stared blankly at the cheering summoners around him, and then turned his gaze to the rostrum. Fronza had a smile on his face, but he was a little helpless, probably because the audience was too noisy to speak.

"Corgwen, what does this feel like?" Anton Saron tried to talk to Kogwen, who was deep in his soul.

"I don't know, it's not loneliness. Cogwen responded immediately.

"I want to be like them, standing there—right there!" Anton Sharon pointed to the rostrum in the distance, his vision blurred, and large tears welled up in his eyes.

"That's where the lucky ones stand, and that's where you're right!"

"Where I Belong ......"

"That's right, did you forget? You defeated me, you took back the rune amethyst, all because you ......

"Ah——!h......h It's cold and unbearable.

"They don't understand true loneliness, it's a pain, a deep pain!"

"Painful...... That's right, it's really painful...... The pain of being ignored, the pain of being ridiculed...... The pain of being looked at with that kind of eyes......"

For some reason, the light of citrine in the auditorium dimmed, and the people who had just looked at Anton Saron coldly covered their heads in pain at the moment, they didn't know what was wrong with them, and they were all terrified. The seven people on the rostrum, who had been elated, also put away their smiles, and Fronza narrowed his eyes and looked at where Anton Salonn was sitting.

"Anton Sallon, what are you doing? Don't use Curgwen's power casually! It's the ability to control pain, you can't use it proficiently, you will kill a lot of people before you know it! Stop!" Fronza tried to communicate with Anton Sallon with his mind-sight technique.

"You are all lucky, you stand on the stage of the lucky one, the stage that belongs to me......

Fronza pressed his temple with his left hand, and lowered his head with grinned teeth, he felt as if an iron nail was piercing his head, the pain was unbearable, "Impossible, his mental vision, actually—"

"Your friend is out of control, Fronsa!" Zingana glanced at Fronza beside him, who was using his force field to resist Anton Salon's power, but he still failed.

"Stop——! Anton Saron, please—if you go on like this, everyone in the auditorium will be killed by you—"

The entire auditorium was silent, and no one knew what was going on, not even the thirteen Covenant Keepers of extraordinary strength. Everyone only felt that their happiness had been drained by some force, and that it had been replaced by deep pain, a pain that came from nowhere.

At that moment, the door to the left side of the Great Hall was opened from the outside, and a tall woman in a maroon robe and a large hood walked in, came to Anton Salon's side like a gust of wind, grabbed him by the arm, and led him out of the Great Hall.

"Who are you!?" Anton Salon, frightened by what had just happened, was already outside the auditorium before he could figure out what was going on—he looked at the woman in front of him, it wasn't a summoner, because the hood didn't completely cover the other's face.

The woman took off her hood and revealed a beautiful face, half of her face to be exact, because she was wearing a mask, and half of her nose and mouth were covered. Anton Sharon swears that if there are only two beauties in this world, Anrela is the first, and the girl in front of him must be ranked second. She had obsidian-beautiful eyes, frowning eyebrows, fair skin, ponytails, and long hair half hidden in her robe.

"Y-you're Akali of the 'Shadow Fist'?" Anton Saron had already guessed the identity of the other party, because League of Legends was the only one dressed up like this.

"That's right—" Akali nodded, she was a little surprised at first, but when she saw Anton Salon's green eyes, she immediately understood, "You are really Anton Saron Supplicant, your sister was captured by the Inquisitor and locked up in the East Tower—I just felt your power, if it were you, I should be able to save her!"

Anton Saron lowered his head, and a sad emotion welled up in his heart, "The person who can save Sister Anrela's sister is not me, I don't have the strength to fight the Inquisitor, those lucky ones standing on the rostrum can!"

"Listen! Anton Saron!" Akali put her hands around Anton Salon's shoulders and shook her vigorously twice, "Anton Saron loves you, she says you are her only relative!

Anton Sharon looked up at Akali's dark eyes, and the two looked at each other for two seconds, tilting their heads to one side in unison to avoid the other's gaze. "You're in danger right now, Akali, the Inquisitor is looking for you everywhere!" Anton Sharon subconsciously looked around, "Go to the Tegel Coffee House in the outer city, Mentor Tegel is a good person, you can stay there temporarily." ”

"We are on the same road!! Anton Saron!" Akali said, putting on her hood and disappearing from Anton Salon's vision like a gust of wind.

Four

Time: noon

Location: Outer Town, Tegel Cafe

Characters: Anton Salon, Fronsa, Eloni, Asremma

Fronsa: So, you've seen Akali?

(¤Anton Salon's eyes looked closely, and Florsa raised his glass, glanced at Anton Salon, and then took a sip of the coffee in the cup.) )

Anton Salon: Sister healed Akali - and a Demacian officer, and the Inquisitors arrested her for this!

Eloni: Shall we tell Mentor Bezord about this?

Asrema: If you do that, Anrela will die!

Aroni: Why?

Anton Salon: If you go to save my sister, you have to break into the East Tower and fight the Inquisitor, and even if you survive, it will be a felony.

Asrema: What about Insol, isn't he the source of our wisdom? Why doesn't he show up now?

Fronza: Insol should be on his way to Noxus right now, you know, he owes Michelia a favor, so there's no reason to refuse someone's request.

Asrema: Who the hell is this Michelia, who saved the damn trio, and I thought I'd be able to see their tombstone when I got back!

Fronsa: When she was at the War College, she was once known as the "alchemical genius" and was Kieran's favorite student!

Anton Salon: Fronsa, in fact—Akali, the Demacian officer, including my sister, they all knew about the existence of runic amethyst, and in that sense—

Fronza: League of Legends must get rid of them!Yes, but the league hierarchy is now aware of my presence, and I can modify other people's memories - so that they can get a life back.

Arroni: We should be talking about how to save Angela! She may be being tortured by the Inquisitors right now!

Anton Salon: I- I don't have a clue, I don't know what to do......

Fronza: Well, Anton Salon, do you know why the Inquisitor took your sister?

Asrema: We knew the reason from the beginning, you idiot!

Fronza: For that reason, just kill Anrila, that's what the Inquisitor does. Why was he arrested and then taken to the East Tower?

Anton Salon: You say that—I, I can think of a reason, my sister is Elaina's daughter!

Arroni: Yes, she's Elaine's daughter, the most famous hero!

Fronsa: Anrela's blood is precious, and the Inquisitor must be for this!

Arroni: (pouts) Very evil reasons! Only evil people can come up with reasons!

Fronsa: (Gives a blank look at Aroni) Anton Saron, do you know the Charon clan?

Asrema: Orras Charon, the maker of prophecy!

Fronsa: That's right, you're talking about Charon's prophecy. Orras himself is a half-elf, so he can make prophecies!

Anton Salon: So, prophecy is the power of the elves?

Fronza: No, it's not like that. The ability of the elves is called foreshadowing, in short, it is to see what will happen to a person in the next few days or months! But prophecy is different, it refers to a powerful ability that seems to be able to travel to the future and record it! The so-called prophet refers to the half-elves of the Charon clan, and they all have this ability to some extent, just like the mind of the family of the invoker!

Asrema: You always explain complex concepts more complicated!

Fronsa: Well, all the ancient families have bloodline power, you must know this! The bloodline power of the invoker is mindsight, the bloodline power of the spellbreaker is the royal thaumaturgy, and the bloodline power of the Brad family is the true mapping. And the bloodline power of this Charon clan - known as the "Enhanced Bloodline"!

Anton Saron: Strengthen the bloodline!?In other words, they can strengthen the bloodline power of others?I see-the ability of the elves is a foreshadowing, when the elves and the humans of the Charon clan are combined, the half-elves born will have a strengthened foreshadowing ability because of the bloodline power of Charon-that is the prophecy!

Asrema: The more I listened, the more complicated it became!

Fronza: Well, it's a bit difficult for someone of your intelligence to understand such a thing! Let's put that aside, let's talk about Anton Salon—well, Anton Salon's abilities have been sealed, and he hasn't even discovered it!

Anton Saron: It wasn't until Lord Ghost Sock unlocked the seal on my body that I found out when it was......

Fronsa: When you first met Lord Bezord!

Anton Salon: The first time I saw (in memory) - Crystal Prison! That's right, my first meeting with Mentor Bezod was there!

Fronza: (shakes his head) Earlier than that, not long after you were born!Well, at that time, he sealed you with Valoran's strongest sealing technique, the Six Mangs Trial Seal. Theoretically, this seal will make you never a summoner, not even a ** warrior and an assassin. If you don't gain the power of cultivation, your physical strength will be the weakest among summoners.

Anton Salon: (surprised) He- why did he seal me?

Fronsa: So that you can be an ordinary person for the rest of your life and spend your life in peace. However, Anrela has changed you, and Anrela has inherited the lineage of the Charon clan from her mother, Elaine, who loves you, so the power of her bloodline will protect you and let you break free from the seal little by little. This will give you a chance to become a summoner! Unfortunately, Anrela has no control over her bloodline powers, so you become the "least gifted summoner"!

Asremma: How do you know that?

Fronza: I know a lot of things, man, even though I don't want to know that!

Anton Salon: So, why didn't you tell me earlier — I mean, why did you tell me that?

Fronza: Because on the day of the promotion ceremony, the whole auditorium felt a sense of sadness, and that's all thanks to you! If you fall with Corgwen, it's going to be bad, and I don't want that to happen! I have to tell you why, so you can make the right choice.

Arroni: Wait! What does this have to do with us saving Angela!?

Fronsa: Uh-huh- (takes a sip of coffee) It doesn't matter-

Asrema: I don't have time to waste time here with you!

Fronsa: Alright, now I'm going to come up with a rescue plan, I'll go to Longtan alone to rescue Angela and send her back as she was!

Arroni: (helplessly) Again!

Asrema: I'm going to fight the Inquisitor, and only fighting can make me stronger!

Fronsa: The East Tower has always been a forbidden place, and no one dares to approach it except the Inquisitors. I swear, as soon as you appear, you will be taken down by the red-robed man!

Asremma: I'm not that stupid to swagger in through the doorway! I'm going to activate the teleportation barrier and teleport directly into the East Tower!

Fronza: If you do that, you'll find yourself in a trap house. This is the killing trap in the east tower, and as long as someone enters through a space spell, they will be thrown into the "trap house".

Asrema: What then? No—even if I break through, I'm going to get a chance to fight the Inquisitor!

Fronza: Your current strength is good enough to deal with a lower Inquisitor, but if there are more than two opponents, or if there is a superior Inquisitor, I doubt you will survive!

(¤Asrema slaps the table in a huff, and the guests around her look at this side in surprise)

Asrema: Who are you talking to!?I must become Valoran's strongest summoner!No one can defy me!

Fronza: As you said, you want to become the strongest summoner in Valoran, that's your dream. If you fight the Inquisitor, even if you win, you will become a repeat offender and be stripped of your title as Summoner.

Anton Salon: I'll go with you, Fronsa, that's my sister, I have to save her!

Fronza: (smiles) Then you can answer the question, I can disguise myself as a judge and enter the East Tower and get your sister out - oh, by the way, remember to say a few nice words for me in front of your sister, she might become my wife!

Arroni: Hmph, would a pretty girl like Angela like you? Mr. Frog?

Fronsa: Mr. Frog can modify Princess Arronie's memories and make her his lover—

(¤Fronsa's eyes turn green, and his iris turns)

Arroni: (shields her eyes with her arm) Don't——! please, don't do that!

(¤Anton Salon's eyes also turned green, and he stared at Fronsa, his pupils narrowed to a point)

Fronsa: Oh! Praise the gods!(Looks at Anton Salon) Your mind-sighting has improved, Anton Salon! Princess Eloni is protected by the knights, and Mr. Frog will spare her for the time being!

Five

In the spacious, dark hall of the East Tower stood a strange fellow, who looked like a judge on the surface, but looked around and danced like he was here for the first time. That's right, this is Fronsa, who somehow stole a well-fitting red robe and a precious gold wyvern accessory. The floor of this hall is carved with a huge six-pointed enchantment, and the dome at twenty feet has a counterpart.

"There's no one at all, it's not what I expected!" Fronza looked around the thirty-foot radius of the rotunda, his face hidden in the hood full of doubt. He walked up the steps facing the gate, which were covered with dust, but as he walked on them, he could not leave any footprints.

The second floor of the east tower was even more bizarre, supposedly there should have been a spacious hall, but in contrast to the fact that in front of Fronza was a long and narrow corridor, with twenty-two pairs of portals on either side, and opposite the staircase was an arched window, from which not sunlight shone in, but a strange silver light, which looked at Fronsa like eyes, but with a figurative vision.

"What a depressing setting, which door to enter?" Fronza scratched his head, noticing that behind each portal, there was a pillar surrounded by two people. The marble floor of the hallway was carved with a rune sword, and he didn't dare take a step forward, as it was clearly a trap.

"I knew you were coming!"

Fronza turned his gaze to the source of the sound, a tall, athletic inquisitor with a longsword glowing blue on his back. "Mocha Amuel, I didn't expect you to be a spy - I thought you weren't the Cardinal Inquisitor anymore!" he said with a smile.

"I've removed the trap from the hallway, go to the third portal from left, and Anrela is locked in the room at the end of the hallway!" Mocha walked to the hallway with the rune sword engraved on it, glancing back at Fronsa.

"So, you're not completely lost—" Fronza crossed his hands over his chest, "well, let me guess, did Mennu Amuel call you? Or can't you forget Angela?"

"Only you can save Anrela!" Mocha's tone was very low, his mind was full of Anrela's image, and one thing he could never deny was that the memories of Anrela's existence were warm.

"Don't you know that Mennu is using you?" Fronza walked over to Mocha's side, looking at him with a serious expression, though all he saw was the shadow cast by the hood.

"I have my purpose! It's none of your business—" Mocha stretched out his left hand and pointed to the portal next to him, "Anrila is in this door, I will answer you! If you meet Larry Hughes and Imina, don't fall in love! They are the strongest inquisitors, even you, it will be difficult to fight against them!"

"Vengeance only makes you emptier, trust me! you're killing innocents so far!" Fronza said, and disappeared where he was.

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When Fronza walked out of the portal, he found himself standing in an equally narrow hallway, at the end of which was a glittering blue barrier door, guarded by a red-clad inquisitor as burly as Herbert.

"Mindfulness: Mind Domination!"

"Open the door, man! I'm in a hurry!" Fronza glanced at the barrier door that stretched from the ground to the dome, and then his gaze fell on the Inquisitor, his eyes hidden in his hood turning a dark green, his iris turning clockwise.

The manipulated Inquisitor summoned his silver staff and slammed it into the ground with both hands, sending some crack-like blue light to the surrounding area, gradually dissolving the barrier door.

"Thank you, buddy!" Fronza appeared next to the Inquisitor in the blink of an eye, patted him on the shoulder, and walked into the green vortex behind the barrier door...... Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he was surrounded by six inquisitors armed with long swords. "I'm sorry, I'm here to do it quickly!" he said, summoning the Tenyss Spear, grasping the hilt with both hands, and slamming it into the ground, a massive shockwave that shattered the swords of the six Inquisitors and lifted them to the roof of the house.

"Who are you——!?" spoke to Larry Hughes, his red robe equipped with dragonskin shoulder jackets and chest guards, and he was sitting upright on a chair directly east of the room, and in front of him was a blood-red nine-mang barrier, and an unclothed Angela was lying in the center of the barrier, her hands and feet bound by heavy chains.

Fronza looked around the room, the size of a normal person's living room, with metal candlesticks on all four walls, and the white candles on them were burning with crimson flames. He turned his gaze to Angela, who was lying motionless on the ground, and nodded slightly, "You should be glad that she wasn't seriously injured, otherwise—I might have dragged you to the Grim Reaper!"

"What a big breath——! Imina in a dark red cloak drew her sword behind her back, as if to rush towards Fronsa, but—

"Forbidden Technique: Cross of the Oath!"

Fronza stretched out his left hand, and a cross-shaped barrier immediately appeared at Imina's feet, and on the four points of the cross stood a pair of crosses with yellow light, "Imina, this is a spell specifically for dealing with the contract keepers, as long as you dare to step out of this light domain, you will be regarded as violating the contract!"

"No——! impossible!" Imina looked at the spell that bound her, her words full of surprise and fear, "Are you ——!? this is Exio's ability, yes! I can feel this power! This is Exio's unique ability—Supreme!"

The rest of the Inquisitors in the room, with the exception of Larry Hughes and Imina, took two steps back in fear, both knowing what the price of fighting Fronza was. Just then, Larry Hughes stood up and summoned a seven-foot-long runic sword, slashing its blade across Anrela's neck.

"Put away the Tenyss Spear, Fronza Invoker!" Larry Hughes whispered, "or - this girl will die soon!"

"Trust me, Larry Hughes, if you kill Anrela, I'll make your death miserable!" Fronsa's body erupted with an astonishing force field, and the candles in the room were shattered, leaving only the only light source - Fronsa's glowing silver body, and some of the weaker inquisitors even let out screams, they couldn't stand Fronsa's force field.

"You're finally using this power, Fronsa!" Larry Hughes chuckled, "but you're not Exio after all, this power is just a leased thing, it won't help you!" As soon as his words fell, his body glowed with a yellow glow, and he showed a force field comparable to that of Fronsa. With a wave of his hand, a yellow protective barrier suddenly appeared around Angela, "She can't die yet, but you might have to die here!"

The ensuing battle was hard to describe in words, and the twelve-foot-long, six-foot-wide room seemed to be torn to shreds by the force field of the two. The Tenise spear in Fronsa's hand seemed to be a part of his body, and he was always able to defend himself against Larrisius's fierce attacks with ease, and to outsiders, it looked like a juggler. Larry Hughes's moves are lethal, all of them are aimed at the opponent's vital points, and although they are not strengthened with runes, each blow is powerful and heavy, and if it hits an ordinary blade, it will definitely be shattered. Just when the two were inseparable, the factors that determined the direction of the battle appeared-

"Hey——! Fronza Invoker, stop!" Imina grabbed Angela's hair and pointed her dagger at her neck, "If she dies, your mission will fail!"

"It can't be—how did you get rid of that spell!?" Fronza unsheathed Larris's sword and took off his hood, his eyes turning green.

Imina raised her left hand and summoned a shield in front of her, "Mind sight doesn't work for me!Don't treat me for trash!Anyway, I'm also a contract keeper, one of the thirteen strongest in the League of Legends!You must be wondering, why did you use Exio's ability, but the spell was lifted! Strange, it's strange, you're not Exio, even if you have his power, you're a copy! If there's any other reason, it's that you don't know my ability— Time is limited, I think you've heard of it, and the summoner who can control the time of spells is me!"

"Secret Method: Binding of Light!"

Fronsa's body was trapped by three yellow auras, which were the spells of Larry Hughes. At this moment, Larisius had distanced himself from Fronza, and plunged the rune sword into the ground, he closed his eyes slightly and silently recited the incantation, and a yellow six-ray enchantment gradually appeared at his feet-

"Forbidden Technique: Needle Hell!"

"Oh no——!" Fronza looked horrified, he glanced at Anrela, who was already conscious, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth, it was a smile of relief—Larrisius's spell quickly stretched along the floor and hit him! "Goo——!!" He fell to his knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood and clutching his stomach in pain.

"Imina, put the dagger down and let him take Annella away!" Larrisius put away his rune sword and summoned a large red robe, draped over Narella's body, and at the same time, the chains that bound Narella's hands and feet shattered.

"What!?" Imina put down her dagger, stood up, and looked at Larry Hughes on the side, "Just let them go?"

"He won't live long after being imprisoned by my needle!" Larry Hughes glanced at Fronza, who was kneeling on the ground, "Out of respect for the person who prayed, I don't want to leave you with regrets, take this girl away!

Fronza was spitting blood, and Larris's spell had sent thousands of them into his body, and the needles were destroying his organs, veins, and blood vessels—the kind of pain that was beyond the limits of what a human could bear. He stumbled over to Anrela's side and helped him up, "Let's go, Princess Anrela, I'll take you out of here!"

"You're badly hurt——!" Angela's beautiful dark eyes filled with tears as she shook her head, "you're going to die—if you go on like this—you're going to—"

"At least you can live!" Fronza grimaced, hoping that the other party would calm down, even though his body was trembling with severe pain.

"Forbidden Technique: Teleportation in Zero Seconds!"

Fronza had wanted to teleport himself and Anrila beyond the East Tower in zero-second, where Anton Saron and Akali would be the answer, but—now they were in a dilapidated church, all the tables and chairs were decaying, and where the priest had been preaching, with three tall stone statues holding giant swords.

"Oh no! this is- the trap house! I see, if you leave here with a teleportation spell, you will also enter the trap house!" Fronza spat out another mouthful of blood, and some red mud-like objects were spat out...... "Ahhh

Anrela knelt beside Flonza and cried, she didn't know what she should do, she prayed in her heart, that Fronsa's pain would be relieved, but to whom, to pray?, "Mother-" she could only think of Elaine, "Mother, can you hear me? Please, save him! Please—" However, the rational side told her that it was in vain—

At that moment, the three stone statues in the room, infused with life force by a strange magic, rushed towards Fronza and Anrila with long swords, and rumbled loudly......

"Finally, no one will remember me? Is it too small? Yes, I am a speck of dust, the smallest thing in the world—it seems that I am done here...... Anrila, you must live, Anton Saron, you must live, and—"

With a loud sound like cutting metal, a silver teleportation barrier appeared at the door of the church, it was Anton Saron and Akali! The two looked at the stone statue that rushed quickly, and then at Anrela and Fronza who were kneeling on the ground, and immediately understood the situation here, and there was no room for any analysis, so they could only immediately enter the battle-

"Akali—" Fronza smiled reassuringly as she looked at Akali, who was dressed in a red robe and held a double scythe, "then—I can rest assured—" As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and lay down in Anrila's arms.

"Secret Method: Ice Finger!"

Anton Salons stretched out the index and middle fingers of his left hand, and a powerful magical power condensed in his fingertips, only to hear a loud swish, a sharp blue light shot out rapidly, and the heart of the stone statue on the left side of the stone statue gradually formed a thick layer of frost, and cracked a little bit from the heart, and finally shattered into a small ice cube......

Akali's fighting style was amazing, she easily dodged the fatal blow of the statue, leaped to her feet, crossed the two scythes in her hands, stabbed into the collarbones on both sides of the statue, and then shook off her arms, and the statue's head and neck were cut to the ground...... Without pausing, she threw the scythe in her left hand at the last statue, striking it in the head without partiality......

"Anton——!" Anrela hugged Fronsa's shoulder, tears glistening in her beautiful dark eyes, "Do you have a way to save him?

Akali walked to Fronsa's side, squatted down, put the index and middle fingers of her left hand on the other party's carotid artery, and immediately frowned, "It's Larry Hughes's needle, let's get out of here first!"

Anton Saron nodded, grabbed Akali and Anrela's hands, respectively, lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly, and activated the teleportation spell......