Verse 3: Wailing in the Night

"The cycle of life is endless, we live, they die.

Nasus, the Desert Reaper

When we were alive, we thought that death was a far away thing, so we were obsessed with the wind and the moon and wasted our time. On the day we actually left, we suddenly realized that it was as if we had never lived.

- Valoran's famous bard Arsno"

[Introduction to the characters in this section]

Anton Salon: The protagonist of this book, a descendant of the Invoker family (one of Valoran's three summoner families in the novel), and a trainee summoner at the War College.

Insominia: The protagonist's roommate and companion, and a descendant of the Spellbreaker family (one of Valoran's three summoner families in the novel) who excel in hand-to-hand combat, come to the War College to investigate the cause of the family's demise.

Asrema: The protagonist's roommate and companion, a member of the Ankaria faction family of the Order of Noxus (the ruling party of the Noxian regime in the novel), a trainee summoner at the War College, and Arrowny's boyfriend.

Eloni: The group flower of the summoner group where the protagonist belongs, a descendant of the Brad family (one of Valoran's three summoner families in the novel), a trainee summoner at the War College, Aslema's girlfriend, and a crush on Anton Saron.

Coria: The protagonist's roommate and companion, a descendant of the Brad family, and an apprentice summoner at the War College.

Angela: The daughter of the late League of Legends hero Elaine the Sage in White (the original hero of this book), Anton Saron called her sister.

Bezord: A senior member of the League of Legends Summoner Council, the leader of the War College Summoning Mentor, known as "one of Valoran's most powerful summoners".

Raven: A Noxian, descendant of the Spellbreakers, sister of Insominia. Later, he became a League of Legends hero, known as "Blade of Exile".

Owen: The protagonist Anton Salon's former roommate, the prefect of the War College Trainee Summoner, is an official summoner who wears the griffin crest.

Tyrell, the original hero of the book, appears in this chapter for unknown reasons.

Leoi: The original hero of the book, known as the "Stormchild", is the first hero to sign a blood pact with Anton Saron.

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One

Asrema leaned against the cold walls, he had been locked up in the windowless room for more than a dozen hours, she didn't know if it was day or night, she just felt dizzy and drowsy. Confinement is a common punishment used by War Academies for their apprentices or apprentice summoners, and for those who have seriously violated the rules, they must be brought in a pitch-black, clammy confinement chamber for forty-eight hours. Many Trainee Summoners or Apprentices will suffer from a bad cold after being locked down, but never expect anyone to heal them, as the new rule states that "League of Legends is not responsible for illness, injury, or death while receiving punishment!".

Asrema fell asleep unconsciously, and some bizarre dreams began to appear in his mind, he really couldn't remember where he had seen those people and those scenes, in fact he only saw some vague lights and shadows. However, there was always something that seemed to shock his incomprehension as if it were real.

......

"League of Legends recently got the Black Rune. ”

"The legendary thing with endless magical powers?"

"Every appearance of the Black Rune in history has brought great disasters-"

"It is also a product of the power of the Void. ”

"What do you want to do? Steal it?"

"We don't know where it's hidden, and besides, League of Legends is so good at it, it's not going to be so easy. ”

"Even if we get it, it's useless. ”

"What did you say?"

"The black rune has been sealed by the Great Summoning Mentor Bezord, and if the seal is not unlocked, it is no different from an ordinary stone. ”

"Bezord? I want to see how good he is!"

"Save it, Badogos, he won't be able to kill you in less than a minute!"

"But fortunately, we have already infiltrated the League of Legends, and the next step, Elsak will apply to become a member of the League of Legends. After that, our plans can go smoothly!"

"If we get the Black Rune, we can become Valoran's most powerful summoner!"

......

Asrema abruptly woke up from his sleep and stood up, leaning his ear against a nearby wall, trying to see if there was anyone in the next room. However, this confirmation is meaningless, as the two adjacent rooms are confinement rooms.

"It's incredible, it feels so real!" Asrema said, clutching his head, convinced that the conversation he had just heard was not a dream, and he could even tell from the conversation that it was three middle-aged men, and that one of them had a cold voice that made people tremble. Of course, if that's true, the problem is very serious.

"Black Rune—the strongest summoner—"

Asrema raised a hand slightly, and a pale blue flame burned in the palm of his hand, illuminating his face, which had been hidden in the darkness, an expression that was difficult to describe in words, as if he was desperate for something, but also seemed to be disdain and contempt for something. As the flames went out, the face was once again hidden in the darkness.

Two

The endless darkness enveloped the Noxian barracks, and under the coercion of the cold wind, the black tensian flags hanging in front of the tent rolled wildly and made unsettling sounds. On the watchtowers around the barracks, the guards stood motionless, like stone statues in armor. Perhaps they had indeed been reduced to stone, for two men in black cloaks and large hoods were swaggering towards the main tent, and if you looked closely, you could see that there was a thin body in the middle of them in the same attire. The main tent was opened, and a yellow light emerged from it, creating three infinitely elongated shadows on the ground.

"Your Excellency is asleep, so it's inconvenient to disturb!" an old man in black armor lifted an oil lamp and looked at the two men in black in front of him, he probably didn't see the thin body between the two.

"We're only going to take up a little bit of his time. The shorter man in black spoke, his voice so cold that the old man shivered involuntarily.

"I hate it when people disturb my sleep!" On the other side of the tent, without warning, the voice of a young man, who was very arrogant in tone.

A sudden gust of wind blew in the tent, caused by the rapid movement of a large object. No one could think about it, and the loud and piercing sound of the metal colliding with each other woke up the soldiers of the entire barracks. Immediately outside the tent, the sound of soldiers quickly dressing and taking up arms could be heard.

"Hello, Haslem!" the tall man in black whispered, he was now using his arm to block a ridiculously large giant blade, and the wielder of the giant blade was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, this guy's **** upper body was muscular.

"Rohr!?" the young man named Haslem put away his weapon and looked in amazement at the man in black who had just parried his attack.

"I suppose you should let your soldiers be quiet first!" the cold voice sounded again. Haslem's eyes widened as he looked at the person who had made the voice.

"I think-"

"I think you've got a guest, sir!" interrupted Haslem as a stout man with a thick voice burst into the tent. The guy was wearing Ugin armor and a horn-like helmet, and it was too dark to see his face. Still, the large, red-glowing axe he held in both hands was still breathtaking.

"Long time no see, Sain!" Rohr beckoned to the man who had burst in.

"Sain, there's no problem here, tell the sergeants to go back to sleep!" Haslem commanded, the officer's tone of command to his subordinates.

Rohr smiled and looked at Haslem in front of him: "It seems that our Grand Duke Haslem is already a qualified faction leader. He turned his head to Sein, "That's a good tone!"

By the oil lamp in the old man's hand in the tent, they could see Sain's black-gray face and blood-red eyes, and he was glaring at Rohr with an angry gaze, and the axe in his hand gradually burned into tiny flames, and the air around him began to become oppressive by these flames.

"You may leave, General Theon!" Haslem said at a brisk pace, without the sense of commanding in his words.

Sein slammed the big axe in his hand to the ground, and with a muffled sound, everyone suddenly felt the soles of their feet tingle. "For the sake of Duke Haslem and Lord Katerina, I'm keeping you alive!" he gestured to Rohr, who was beside him, and dragged his axe out of the tent.

Haslem breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the large chair on the side of the tent, and sat down on it, "Elsak, Rohr, what are you two looking for me?"

"We're going to give you a good fighter!" Elsak pushed the skinny guy hiding behind him to Haslem and removed the hood from his head.

Haslem discovers that the guy is a silver-haired girl, and he grabs the girl's chin and tries to get her head up. When he saw the girl's lovely face, there was some kind of light in his blue eyes, which was the light that a hungry wolf would only emit when he saw his prey. "Hahaha-Elsak! You know me! It just so happens that I haven't seen a woman in half a year!"

"Lord Duke, I'm going to tell you very helplessly!" Rohr spread his hands and showed an expression that seemed to be a smile rather than a smile, "This girl is only sixteen years old, and she has been sent to you to train her to be a good warrior, not to make her your little wife!"

"I can't just make her a warrior!" Haslem said, touching the girl's face, "and make her a woman!"

"I'd like to kindly remind you, Haslem!" Elsak suddenly approached Haslem, who involuntarily stood up from his chair, "This girl's name is Raven Spellbreaker, and she is the daughter of Alonso. I used the spell to make her forget everything for a while, because she was a descendant of the Spellbreaker, and the power of the spell would gradually wane. When it's completely lifted, something fun will happen!"

"yes! that would be fun!" Haslem lowered his head and kissed Raven on the cheek before picking him up, looking. Raven still stared blankly at the man in front of her, without the slightest reaction, as if she had been drained of her soul.

After a sharp thud, Elsak and Rohr appeared on an isolated island about two hundred feet square, surrounded by water, with a beautiful white house in the center of the island, which would have been a work of art if it had not been vandalized.

"We may have mutilated a young girl!" Rohr whispered.

"Does the murderous Noxus Sergeant Major Rohr have mercy too?"

"I never kill women and children, and I never disdain to do such things!" Rohr curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and this sentence, which was originally very generous, was said in a joking tone.

"Everyone has their own destiny to face!The descendants of the ancient family are destined to have the most miserable one!" Elsack leaned down, plucked a flower pendant from the broken glass and rubble, and slipped it around his neck.

"You're such a weird man!" Rohr narrowed his eyes as he looked at his companion, "Are you the Nasilomeyer who stands tall in the sky, or Elsak walking in the dark, or someone else!"

"I'm nobody, I just know what I have to do. Elsak, or Nasilon Meier, whispered.

Three

Anton Saron and Coria sneaked out of the White Tower, and it was already bedtime for the Trainee Summoners and Apprentices, but they had recently learned of the existence of a "secret passage" that allowed them to get out of the White Tower without going through the "Murder Gate". The smell in the secret passage is terrible, and this smell has a tenacious vitality, even if you take a lot of baths, it will still be faintly present. With the exception of weirdos like Anton Saron, there is no second person who will find out that it is a secret passage.

"Brother Anton, this smell is really disgusting!" Coria had just sniffed his sleeve, and he looked like he was about to throw up.

"I'm sorry, Coria. It would be nice to come by myself next time. Anton Saron looked at Coria apologetically.

"Don't you want others to find out that you're the 'Rain Man' from the Summoner's Diary. So it's up to me!" Koria narrowed her eyes and smiled.

The two of them turned around a few long corridors and came to a huge plaza, which was home to the League of Legends Council Chamber. The grand council hall is lit up even at night, with twelve white jade pillars on either side of a large arch, from which the main hall of the chamber enters. However, this is a forbidden place for most summoners, and it is said that those curious intruders will be teleported to the Plague Forest by invisible rune traps, and only a handful of people will emerge from that forest alive.

To the northwest of the council chamber, there is a small building, which is not in the Gothic style, but resembles the flat-roofed house that is common in Noxus, and this is the War College Office. The main reason for the existence of this office is to provide more than 10,000 iron mailboxes for summoners to use, which are magically manipulated, and as long as the address indicates this and a certain mailbox number, letters will be immediately delivered to the designated mailbox. Because of their power, these mailboxes can usually be sold for a sky-high price, but they usually don't last more than three years. A week ago, Anton Saron unexpectedly received an anonymous letter stating that the firm's P.O. Box 2651 would belong to him forever, with a key made of sterling silver.

"Please, Korya!" Anton Salon, handing the sterling silver key to Korya.

"No problem!" Koria said with a smile.

"Secret Method: Wind Concealment!"

A fresh breeze blew, and Koria disappeared from Anton Saron's face, and the two large wooden doors of the office were pushed open. After half a cup of tea had passed, the two doors were closed again under the influence of some force.

"Here, Brother Anton! That's it!" Coria suddenly appeared and handed a dozen letters to Anton Saron.

"Thank you, Korya!" Anton Saron took the letters, eagerly opening one of them, which looked like a gift to him.

"Dear Rain Man,

I would be very honored if you could see this letter! When you are in a bad mood, as long as you revisit them, it seems that you can immediately find "the happiness that has always been with us, but has been ignored by us"*! This letter is not an emotional letter for help, it only expresses my admiration and blessings to you! Thank you, rain man, I thank you on behalf of all those who have been healed by your words!

- Always support your Muen"

For some reason, Anton Saron shed tears, "Actually, it should be me who was moved and healed, and I am the one to thank me-"

Coria stood on tiptoe and gently wiped the tears from Anton Sallon's cheeks with her sleeve, "If they knew that Anton Salong was the Rain Man, they would be very surprised!"

"They must not know!" Antonsalon rubbed his eyes and said with some excitement, "Koria, the reason why I am so careful is that I don't want to be found out about this terrible fact!"

Coria narrowed her eyes and smiled at Anton Salon, "Brother Anton said this is a terrible truth, I think this is the only way to get everyone to accept you!"

"Wait a minute—this is—" Anton Sharon suddenly found a specially signed one among the letters, "hehe—it's Eroni's letter, and she's going to write to me." ”

"Anton Salon:

I'm really ashamed of your stupid behavior, don't think that you can forget what you are by impersonating a very popular person in the Summoner's Diary! Don't write me any more poems, don't give me those worthless gifts, you don't deserve it! Wouldn't you be terrible if I made it public that the Rain Man was Anton Salon? Don't do any more nasty things until my pity for you is gone! Also, don't indulge in personal fantasies all day long, you give me the impression that I am a madman! Why fight for things that you can't get at all?"

Anton Salons smiled bitterly, folded the letter that Eroni had written to him and put it in his pocket, then looked up at the pale yellow last quarter moon that hung high in the sky, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What did Sister Eroni say to you?" asked Coria curiously.

"She knew that I was the 'Rain Man' and came to congratulate her. Anton Salon, pretending to be happy, but his eyes moistened again.

"Is Brother Anton lying to me?" Coria looked at Anton Saron very seriously, "Actually, I really want to tell my brother that you don't have to care about those who don't know how to respect you, we are all equal." ”

"Korya, I know, I know she's bad! she's a devil!" Anton Saron turned to look at the pine trees that were blackened by the night, "She's in love with a dozen boys at the same time, she never knows how to respect people, she can easily throw away gifts from others!If anyone opens her heart, she'll find that there's nothing but lava and poison gas! But she's also a poor person, she listens to sweet words every day, and every day more than a thousand people tell her 'You're so beautiful!' She lives in a dreamy dream of bubbles. ”

"Is this sympathy?" said Coria with a smile, "Looks like Sister Eroni will never need it!"

"What are you doing!?"

The sudden rebuke in the dark night frightened the two of them into their minds, and Anton Salonon lost consciousness for a second, but reason immediately told him what had happened - the head of the academy had already discovered them!

"We've got to run, Klya!" Anton Sharon grabbed Klya's arm and ran towards the plaza in front of the council chamber, "If you get caught, you'll be locked up!"

"Stop, you two!" The head of the academy was an old man in a red robe with gray hair, and his legs and feet were a little weak, and he could only barely follow Anton Saron and Koria.

"It's okay! The eldest of the nine in charge is chasing us!" Koria said as she ran.

"Secret Method: Ghost Walk!"

For some reason, the old head of academy affairs suddenly had the speed of a beast, and before Anton Saron and Korya could react, he grabbed the two, "Do you think you can run away?—— what!?"

"Secret Method: Ash Barrier!"

The moment Koria was caught, she put her hands together and cast a spell, and a cloud of hot gray smoke appeared between the three of them, choking the head of the academy and Anton Sharon to cough. Taking advantage of the fact that the smoke did not dissipate, Coria pulled Anton Salon, who could no longer open his eyes, and ran towards the end of the square. However, he seemed to be thinking a little simpler, and another red-robed summoner was already there ready to intercept him.

"Brother Anton, we should be ready to be confined, there's another guy up ahead!" Koria stopped and looked at the tall red-robed summoner not far away.

Anton Saron rubbed his eyes and reluctantly opened them, and when he saw the guy Kolya was talking about, he couldn't help but grow his mouth in surprise, "Owen - Owen prefect -"

"Take your companion and leave, Anton Salon!" Owen said to Anton Salon, "I have a way to deal with that old fellow!"

"Thank you, Prefect Owen!" Anton Sharon bowed slightly as he passed Owen.

Anton Saron and Koria trotted until they saw the "Murder Gate" of the White Tower again, and the secret passage was in the northwest corner of the gate.

"Korya, I have a bad feeling!" said Anton Saron to Koria before he got into the secret passage.

"What's wrong?" said Korya, a look of horror.

"Did you hear any strange noises when we were running just now?" asked Anton Salon.

"I think I heard it!" Koria turned her head to look at where they had just walked, where there was only a large dark mass.

"I hope I'm thinking too much!" said Anton Sharon by picking up a piece of wood from the ground and using his magic to set it on fire.

"Let's go back!" Koria grabbed Anton Saron by the arm and slipped into the secret passage.

Four

It was another peaceful, cold morning, and the sky was gray, as if it was about to rain. In the misty firmament, there is no trace of the sun, only the endless desolation, waiting to be filled with the most tragic chapter. There was no wind around, and the air seemed to be transformed into solid by some force, and even breathing was extremely difficult. It was not surprising to hear or encounter anything on such a bad morning, but Anton Saron and Coria were trembling with fear and surprise at the moment, and in front of them were a large group of high-ranking summoners in red robes, these guys were surrounded by four red-clothed inquisitors carrying stretchers, and on the stretchers were none other than Owen and the eldest head of academy affairs, their pale cheeks were no longer breathed of life.

"W-what's going on!?"

"It looks like there was a homicide at the academy at the latest. ”

"Isn't that Owen, how could he-"

"Valoran has lost another good man. ”

......

Anton Salon, taking Koria's arm, stepped out from among the onlookers and apprentices, all eager to know what had happened last night since they left. The two soon came to the square in front of the council chamber, where there was no one there.

"It doesn't look like they were killed here. Anton Salonn said to Koria beside him.

"We're separated from Prefect Owen over there," Coria pointed to the edge of the square, "and I was probably standing right here when I first spotted him, and there he was. ”

"That is bound to leave some traces. Anton Sharon said as he walked briskly towards Koria's fingers. As expected, a piece of marble at the edge of the square had been completely cracked, and there was a long arc on the black earth next to it, which seemed to be left by some sharp weapon.

"Brother Anton, there was a battle here. "Koria also saw that deep trace in the land.

"To be sure, this isn't a fight between Owen and the old man!" Anton Salonn leaned down and touched the soft dirt on the trail.

"Why?" asked Kolya.

"It's only possible to attack from here if you use the flash spell where Prefect Owen is standing. Anton Salons replied, "That old man will definitely not attack Prefect Owen in the first place, there will be negotiations between the two." Even if there was a battle here, Captain Owen, who was good at hand-to-hand combat, would not directly use Flash to distance himself from the old man and unleash a ranged spell, such an attack would be meaningless. ”

Coria looked at Anton Salonn in surprise, it felt as if they were meeting for the first time, "Brother Anton, when are you—it's unbelievable that you can make such an analysis." ”

"These are all the credits of the Summoner's Diary, and when you analyze the process in combination with the results, some things will be clear at a glance. Anton Salons smiled, then straightened his face again, "I suspect someone must have attacked the two from behind." ”

"Brother Anton, look what that is!" Coria suddenly shouted, startling Anton Saron.

Anton Salon, turning his head in the direction of Koria's finger, saw a black cloud of smoke in the corridor not far away, as if something was burning there. He took Korya's hand and took a step back, feeling a chill down his spine, an inexplicable fear that quickly consumed him.

"It seems to be getting smaller—" Coria hugged Anton Salon's arm tightly, her body trembling with fear.

"Kolya, there are some charred wood chips in the cloister, see?" Antonsaron pulled Korya back two more steps, "And that, behind the cloister, those plants, many of them are charred. I guess that's what Prefect Owen encountered last night!"

"But—but what is it?" Koria was already in a cold sweat.

For some reason, Anton Salons suddenly had a crazy idea - to launch a spell at that black cloud of smoke. "Kolya, get out of here, head over the council chamber!" he said, pushing Kolya.

"Brother Anton, I can't go far, otherwise you won't be able to see. Coria knew that she and Anton Salons shared a vision.

Anton Saron uses the palms of his two hands to condense magical power and add frost attributes to it. Finally, in order to make the spell effective, he used the enhancement spell that Owen had taught him.

"Secret Method: Frost Shot!"

A blue magic arrow flew towards the cloud of smoke at great speed, and burst open on contact with the target, turning into a cloud of fine ice cubes.

"This can also be called magic!?This is also called an attack!?This is the power of the Supplicant Family!?"

Anton Saron and Koria heard a voice at the same time, the same as Marzaha's, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere in themselves and resounded in their heads. The two of them crouched down with their heads covered, and they both felt their heads about to crack, and Koria simply screamed in pain.

The black smoke spread rapidly and slowly moved towards where Anton Saron was, followed by fear and despair. Anton Salonn instinctively protected Coria with his body, and the black smoke burned his academy robes as it passed him.

"Are you alright, Korya!" Anton Saron asked with concern, as if he didn't know that the flames behind him were already five inches high.

Koria didn't answer Anton Sharon, he slammed him hard and knocked him to the ground. "You're on fire behind you!" Koria said, looking nervous.

Anton Salonn wanted to say thank you to Korya, but at this moment, he needed to do something else right away. The black smoke had transformed into a humanoid form, though it could only be barely called a humanoid form, the creature's eyes were two flames of burning flames, and two giant blades glowing yellow stretched out of his arms. The giant blade in his left hand spun rapidly, and it looked like the guy was about to throw it out.

"From now on, I want to be a great summoner and protect everyone around me from any harm!"

"Anton Saron, you have some powerful spell hidden in you, and the owner of this spell can use a spell that, once cast, will ensure that those around you will not be harmed in any way!"

"Krya, you'll have to get out of here in a moment, go back to the War College, get the mentors, and tell them that Owen's killer is here!" Antonsa said, standing up and turning his back to Klya.

The monster that had turned into a cloud of black smoke threw the giant blade on its left hand at them, the yellow giant blade swirling, leaving an arc on the ground and making a screeching sound like cutting metal, and in this way, it would most likely split Anton Saron and Koria in two.

"Forbidden: Life Bounder!"

A cloud of silver light suddenly lit up behind Anton Saron's back, and the silver light slowly precipitated and turned into a small angel with huge wings, and the angel's body was linked to Anton Saron. By this time, the angel had already opened his arms and hugged Kolya tightly.

An indescribable warm current reached the bottom of Coria's heart from outside his body, and he instantly felt his heart surging and warm, as if he was in heaven. "This—this is—" He opened his mouth, and all that was left in his vision was a holy silver light.

"That's the spell I told you about, it's time to finally use it!" said Anton Saron as he sliced in two the giant yellow blade that was coming at them with the magic blade that suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Brother Anton, when did you learn this spell?" asked Korya.

"Mentor Tegel told me about the existence of this spell, and I've been practicing it secretly ever since. Anton Saron replied, "It's a pity that I didn't succeed in the practice, and now I finally understand the phrase 'The premise of this launch is - no fear of death'!"

"You're going to die, aren't you!?" Koria was on the verge of crying as he tried to break free from the little angel's embrace.

"Not for the time being!" Anton Saron turned his head slightly, looking at Koria with tears on his face, "In this state, all my spells will directly consume life force, and I must create a chance for you to escape! ”

"Brother Anton!" Koria wiped the tears from her eyes and put a hand on Anton Saron's shoulder, "You're the best summoner!

Anton Sharon closed his eyes slightly, smiled, and a tear slowly flowed from the corner of his eye, "Since you are a summoner, then you must be able to use summoning skills!" As soon as the words fell, Coria nodded towards his back, and the two of them knew each other.

"Secret Method: Blood Pact Summoning!"

Anton Saron and Koria's hands were clasped together at the same time, and a powerful magical force centered on the two of them, forming a circular summoning enchantment with a radius of seven feet, with a triangle in the center of the enchantment, and three corners connected to three perfect circles, in which stood Anton Saron, Koria, and a tall figure in a red robe.

"Hello!Anton Saron!I didn't expect you to learn such a high-level summoning technique so quickly!" The red-robed man spoke, and it was Rioi, who had signed a blood pact with Anton Saron.

"That's the only way we can summon you—" Before Anton Sharon could finish his sentence, he fell to his knees, his cheeks turning white as paper.

"I felt your life force withering rapidly while you were summoning, Anton Saron, in your current state, you won't live long! Stop this forbidden spell!" Rio tried to help Anton Saron up, but found that the other party no longer had the strength to stand up.

"Brother Anton turned on this spell to save me, please—" Koria grabbed Rioi's thick forearm, her eyes welling with tears.

"Don't worry, if I kill him now, I will gain his full power, but—I won't do that!" Leoy saw Korya's thoughts, and he helped Anton Salons to lie flat on the ground.

However, the little silver angel did not disconnect from Anton Sallon, and she continued to draw life from her body, sustaining her own existence and protecting Coria.

"Brother Anton, stop this spell!" Koria said in a pleading tone as she knelt beside Anton Saron.

"Koria - I can't do it - because I simply won't - stop this spell method. Anton Salon's answer disappointed Coria and Leoyi.

"Krya, go to the central tower of the War College to find the Great Summoning Mentor Bezord, this guy" Leoy looked at the monster standing not far from him, and immediately frowned, "'Night Shadow' Tyrell, in this state, Tyrell can be compared to the most powerful hero Jax!"

"Okay! I'll go!" Koria said and turned and ran away, the little silver angel disappearing as the distance between him and Anton Saron grew.

"I wish I could make it to the arrival of Bezord!" Rio Yi raised his hand for a moment, and two silver halberds appeared in his hand.

"Storm Child, Leoy!" Tyrell began, his voice resembling that of a middle-aged man with his mouth covered and talking, "I could easily kill you!"

"You are powerful, but I will not disgrace my masters!" said Rioi, as he slammed into Tyrel's back and slashed at the back of his neck. However, what he didn't expect was that the halberd passed directly through Tyrell's smoke-like body-

Tyrrell laughed maniacally, "Jax and Yi taught you stupid apprentice!?Physical attacks don't work against me, you ignorant human!You're as stupid as your masters!"

"Insult me! But—not my masters!" Rioi's body suddenly shone with a golden light, and at the same time, a polygonal barrier appeared under his feet, and the barrier was filled with unknown words.

"The Way of Infinity!?" Tyrell turned, looking at Leoyi's flushed face and round blue eyes, a hint of surprise hidden in his tone.

Five

Summoner's Diary, HN1025

☆ Big news: Mixton, a member of the League of the Righteous* was assassinated in Noxus on July 17th!

☆ Rain Love Song Column: I would like to be your confidant

☆ Katarina: Keep your mouth shut, or your life will end in the Death Lotus

☆ War College Feature: Our Youthful Years

☆ Noxus Political Shady Revelation Issue 16: Income Details of Public Servants

☆ War College Art Instructor Visty: Let music heal your heartache

☆ This month's gossip quote: How many men have you served?!

☆ Michelia* Editor-in-Chief: In seven years, we have never bowed to anyone

☆ Fear or Conspiracy: Centaur Maher Karim joins League of Legends

☆ Ash officially denies being engaged to Tydamir - I feel like I'm hearing a heartbreak!?

☆ Valoran's Corrupt Officials Directory No. 243: Haslem, the nineteen-year-old faction leader of the Noxus Order Party: "My dream is to be a kind corrupt official!"

☆ Civil Politics: A man in Demacia was sentenced to beheaded by the Civic Assembly for stealing the skirt of the girl next door

☆ Survival Code 217: Nedri tells you to attack from where the enemy can't see!

☆ Ranger Poet Wide Angle

Summary of the highlights of the HN1026 issue of "Summoner's Diary".

In life, study, you may encounter a lot of troubles, you need to pour them out, and let the people around you help you find the best solution. Because I often get into trouble, I want to help others solve the difficulties that I can, at least I can make you comfortable for a while.

I would like to be everyone's "confidant", you can write down your unhappy things on a piece of paper and put them in the War College Office Box 2651, and I will reply to everyone's letters, and select some of them to publish in the column.

——“Iwanttobeyourfriend。 ”RainMan

I hate people who talk nonsense without knowing what's going on, and I hate those organizations that distort facts in order to make news. If you don't want to live, you can always come to me at the Supreme Military Council of Noxus, and I will definitely let you have an extraordinary day when you will know what is in your belly before you die. Okay, you can think I'm scaring you, that's what it is, but – don't let me catch you, or people will see your death on League of Legends' Resonance Crystal*!

— Katarina, "The Ominous Blade".

Come and look at our streets, you will be absolutely shocked! There are so many beggars here that you can form an army! Here, if you are poor, then there is only one dead end, and no one will help you. In fact, helping others is a shameful act in Noxus.

However, 3% of the population is consumed by government officials, who consume 98% of society's resources. They could hire three or five beautiful women to accompany them every night, and we could not even afford to marry a wife, they had a dozen good horses worth a thousand dollars at home, and we could not even afford shoes on our feet, and their salaries needed to be pulled by a big wagon, and we did not even know what the kass looked like.

- Noxus Political Shady Reveal Issue 16

Although you can hardly find newspapers and magazines that don't lie, and although most newspapers and magazines are the tongues of political groups, I swear to you: The Summoner's Diary has never bowed to anyone! Not before, not now, and never again! Our beloved colleague Mixton was assassinated for exposing the political darkness of Noxus. Isn't it wrong that he just wants to draw people's attention to certain problems through his words, so as to solve them and help those who are living in dire straits! We all know who did this, but we also have to say that such acts are extremely stupid! Because they can't kill all the righteous people in the world! As long as there are invisible things in this world, there will be people like us who expose the facts!

Thank you to all those who have supported us, thank you very much, and we will continue to walk and continue to risk our lives to go deep into the field of investigative reporting. In addition, I would like to say to those fools who dare to threaten justice: "The editor-in-chief of the Summoner's Diary, Michelia, lives in the village of Harvey, 79 miles from Demacia, you can come here at any time, my sister is ready to kill you!"

- Michelia, editor-in-chief of The Summoner's Diary

The centaurs were originally the original inhabitants of Valoran, and after our ancestors migrated from Valla in the Old World, they had an inevitable war with the centaurs. Centaurs are actually very few in number, but since they are the best fighting race in the territory, the armies that have fought against them have suffered heavy casualties. Many historians believe that the centaurs were completely wiped out in 1016 in the Northern Forest, and that the supreme commander of that battle was none other than Gaius, the high king of the Osius Empire.

Baron Hesler, the lieutenant knight of Demacia, once led his elite knights to ambush Hecarim, and as the sole survivor of the battle, Hesler lost an arm and half a leg. Although he himself refused to speak again of that terrible battle, he also told us that the "shadow of war" Hekarim shouted words of revenge and the like. The problem is that Hecarim's exterminating enemy, King Gaieusgau, has been dead for more than a thousand years, and the Osius Empire has long since been destroyed. Who is he going to seek revenge for?

It's hard to imagine why the League of Legends hierarchy would want such a guy to join, is it as they say, League of Legends is a shelter, a shelter!? Since the summoner dominated Valoran, they have become more and more arrogant and arrogant, they are too confident in their magic, thinking that it is omnipotent and powerful enough to dominate everything, but this is not the case. Perhaps, Arsno, the long-missing bard, was right when he said, "When we finally realize how serious the consequences of arrogance are, there is only one option left – death." ”

- Fear or Conspiracy: Centaur Maherim joins League of Legends

Recently, "Ice Shooter" Ash said in an interview with Demacia's national weekly "Demacia Constant" that he has never been engaged to the "Barbarian King" Tedamir, and she said that the two are only political partners. Such an answer seems to be a powerful response to the gossip makers.

In this interview, she also said that she was fine with her sisters Sejuani and Erica, who were both victims of the split of the Alvarossa clan.

Q: The engagement ring that Tedamir gave you must be very expensive?

Ash: Look at my hand (hold up your own hand, there is no ring on it).

Q: Haha, that must be very expensive, you are reluctant to bring it out!

Ash: If I ever had this ring, I would definitely bring it out to show off. It's a pity that there's nothing like what you said.

Q: Lady Tedamir must be very sad to hear that you have denied the existence of an engagement.

Ash: He won't be sad if he doesn't want to be shot by me.

......

Q: I heard that your sister, Serjuani, refused to fight you in the Righteous Lands last week, why did you hear that?

Ash: I swear I brought it up first, but she found Mistress Lariva before I did. The reason why such a request is made is because our sisters have a good relationship, and they will have scruples in battle, which will affect the fairness of the land of justice.

Q: Your answer seems to be contrary to the mainstream view, and you should be politically hostile.

Ash: Yes, all three of us sisters have been victims of the split in the Avarosa clan. We have no choice but to become political enemies, even enemies on the battlefield. But one thing will never change, I'm the older sister who grew up watching Sejuani and Erica, and they're my favorite sisters.

Q: I heard that when you were drinking coffee together at the Tiger Café yesterday, you smashed the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor of the Tiger Café.

Ash: Ahhhh But I swear, I only shot two arrows! God knows why those glasses are so fragile!

—Excerpt from "Demacia Constant"

As the economic and cultural center of Valoran, Demacia is known as the "Holy Capital". In the League of Legends just conducted the "City-State Political Citizen Satisfaction Survey", Demacia reached a staggering 99. 7%, while Ionia in second place also reached 86. 5%。 The fact that Demacia has such a high level of satisfaction is directly related to its extremely low crime rate. In Debang, there are no more than 20 crimes per year.

Not long ago, there was a theft in Debang. The offender was a 21-year-old man named Mark who stole the skirt of his neighbor Jennifer that was drying on the balcony. It is reported that Mark has had a crush on Jennifer for a long time, but he has never had the courage to say it. After this incident, Mark was surprised to find that Jennifer also had some affection for him, because he often helped Jennifer solve difficulties in life.

However, in the face of Debang's harsh laws and punishments, all rhetoric is useless. The Demacian Citizens' Assembly then tried Mark for "theft", and Mark was eventually sentenced to beheading. Jennifer's family, as well as many of Mark's neighbours and friends, wrote a letter asking for a lenient sentence from the council, but the council sternly rejected it. On his deathbed, Mark had a wish to be buried with Jennifer's dress. However, under Demacian law, if a prisoner dies as a result of a penalty, he or she is transported directly to the Howling Swamp in the northeast for landfilling, and is not allowed to be buried. Therefore, Mark's ultimate wish could not be realized.

On the 30th of this month, Mark's beheading will be carried out on the Xingtai in front of the Civic Assembly of Demacia. According to the rules, all citizens in Demacia who have reached the age of 18 must come to watch the execution. While we lament that the laws of a highly civilized society are so harsh, let's express our sympathy for this poor young man.

—From the report of the Summoner's Diary in Demacia

【Ending Poem】

"Memories in the Shade of Flowers"

Transferred from "Summoner's Diary" HN1026 issue "Rain Love Song" columnist Author: Anton Saron

I reminisce in the shade of flowers,

Reminiscing about the fading traces in my mind

——

Once because of you

Nothing to worry about in all the pain

Once because of you

Life has meaning

And yet, one day you suddenly said to me:

"If you can't get it, don't fight for it"

So I firmly believed,

My life was destined to be a lonely journey

Now, I finally understand

The ancient road of fate is silent

Meeting is just for separation

Don't expect time to be extraordinary

It just rolls up the pain of the past

Maybe in the next reincarnation

We'll meet again

But will that be a continuation of this tragedy?

Tonight's rain was thick and gorgeous

Gorgeous like a grand funeral

Only I can hear the weeping of the world

Because I've long since been abandoned by it......

——

I reminisce in the shade of flowers

Reminiscing about the fading traces in my mind

【Original Heroes】

Nightshade - Tyrell

Health: Normal Physical Attack: Strong Spell Attack: Normal Difficulty: Average

warrior

Q Demon Blade

Active: Shadow uses the power of darkness to create two giant blades that deal damage to all enemies in its path. The next attack deals 400 aoE damage and strengthens the Demon Blade.

Passive: After charging (using this skill 3 times), the next physical attack restores 5% of max health

W's heart was shattered

Passive: Demon's Physical Attack creates an 800-yard aura that reduces the attack damage of all enemy units by 35 for 2 seconds. Attacks refresh the aura effect.

Active: Unleashes a powerful telekinesis attack on a 600-yard target, which gives the target a DOT for 3 seconds, after which the target will be terrified for 1S. This skill is damaged by the AP bonus, which is proportional to the target's maximum health.

E black barrier

Creates a dark area at the designated location, and all units that enter the area will be silenced by 0. 65S and movement speed reduced by 35%. Reduces damage taken by 7% in this area. This area exists for 5 seconds.

R moment of death

The Shadow turns into a cloud of dark matter that rotates around the target, slowing the target's movement speed by 50% and taking magic or physical damage over time (whichever is greater), slowing enemy units around the target by half. This skill lasts for 2 seconds, during which time Evil Shadow cannot be targeted. This effect deals a lot of damage to the target after it ends, and increases the damage of this skill by 5% for each hero affected by the slow.

Moments of passive silence

When Spective's HP drops below 10%, he instantly silences all units within a 500 yard radius1. For 75 seconds, the effect takes effect every 45 seconds.

(*Stay tuned)

[Author's Note]

*The passage in the article: This passage is taken from an article published by Anton Saron under the pseudonym "Rain Man" in the "Summoner's Diary".

* Michelia: One of the founders of "Summoner's Diary", the former League of Legends high-level summoner.

* League of the Justices: The largest community in Valoran, the League of the Righteous is a charitable and poverty-alleviation organization founded by a monk in Ionia during the Fifth Rune War. In recent years, the group has become involved in city-state political surveys to pursue the non-war elements of people's misery, and has published the prestigious journal Summoner's Diary. Because the Summoner's Diary is listed as a "forbidden book" by all eight city-states, members of the League of the Righteous are often assassinated.

* Resonance Crystals: League of Legends is set up everywhere and is used to map the battle scenes of the Land of Justice. The Mapping Crystal inside the Land of Justice is a well-known Hextech artifact that transmits images of battles. The resonant crystal will present the received image on its mirror-like surface for people to see.

*Cass: The largest currency in Noxus, Cass is the only banknote in Valoran, which is less circulated among the city-states and is only used by high-income groups in Noxus. The currencies under the kas are called "dimensional dollars", i.e. the currency of the Dimensional Order Party, and their exchange rate is 1 kas = 1024 dimensional dollars.