Legends of Runeterra

Chapter 881: Disappearing Frog Spirit

After searching among the rubble and sand, Quesanti finally found his pair of axes.

Holding the handle of the axe and feeling the heavy weight of the weapon, a look of relief flashed across Quesanti's face, and then he turned to look at Aksu beside him.

"Akshan, how about coming with me to visit Nazumang? There will be plenty of wine and food!"

"this..."

Akshan scratched his head which was covered with a layer of sand and dust.

"It's already this late, the caravan has probably gone far away. Instead of trying to catch up with them, it would be better to go and see Nazumang!"

After making a quick decision in his heart, Akshan looked at Kuisanti with a smile on his face.

"Okay, then I'm welcome!"

"Hahaha~! That couldn't be better. Don't be polite at all.

Come on, I'll lead the way!"

Laughing heartily, Quesanti took the lead and walked away.

...

"Hoo~!"

The scorching breeze swept up the fine yellow sand, and the beheaded and disemboweled 'Bake' no longer had the might he had in life.

As the last trace of dark magic disappeared, under the cover of night, the dead desert gradually showed signs of life.

From under the yellow sand, between the gravel and in every hidden corner, creatures of all sizes crawled out and pounced on this huge gift to feast on it.

"Quack! Quack!"

...

"This guy..."

Hiding his body, Li En looked at the strange creature that was pulling away the broken soul of 'Bakay', and a hint of thought flashed in his dark and quiet eyes.

Earlier, when this creature similar to 'Bake', which was barely shaped by the dark magic of Zerath by distorting humans and beasts, died, Li En sensed a very hidden and somewhat familiar breath appearing in the spiritual realm near this area.

At first, Li En thought it was Qian Jue's power to guide souls to "rebirth". As the god of death, he would not personally guide every human who died. Most of the time, he would allocate a little power to solve the problem.

Of course, He Himself will also guide the dead souls, but He just guides them along the way without a clearly planned route.

After sensing it for a while, Li En realized that this breath was not Qian Jue's power, but he did not alert the enemy. Instead, he pretended not to notice it and left. In fact, he had been hiding his figure and breath and waiting until now.

Finally, the real body of this breath appeared, a humanoid being wearing a wooden frog mask, with a short and thin stature, and an extremely weak breath like a candle in the wind.

The frog spirit had no idea that there were eyes watching it secretly and danced with excitement.

As some mysterious ritual was performed, the dull soul of Bake was sucked into a gate leading to the afterlife.

At the same time, the frog spirit that was about to disappear suddenly stabilized, and even its somewhat transparent body became a little more real at this moment.

“Quack~quack~!”

After croaking a few times in excitement, the frog spirit disappeared into the deeper realm of the spiritual world.

Li En just watched all this quietly, without any intention of stopping the other party or even communicating with him.

"As expected, it is you, the frog spirit who was unable to fulfill your duties due to the disappearance of Bakay, and whose existence was forgotten and on the verge of extinction..."

Li En has always been curious about the 'Mother of Masks' behind Kindred. It is rumored that she created various Grim Reapers through masks, and even created the 'Grim Reaper' belonging to the Grim Reapers.

As for Qian Jue, the god of death, although he has never revealed his methods, Li En, who comes from the aqua-blue planet, naturally knows that his ultimate move is the "Sheep Soul Rebirth", a move that resists "death".

Whether it was letting Yongen go at his request in the beginning, or helping the soul of Annie's mother Amorine to stabilize, Kindred helped Li En time and time again.

Therefore, even though it was very weak, Li En would naturally not turn a blind eye to this 'Mother of Masks' who might threaten Qian Jue.

He had tried to ask Qian Jue for information about this existence before, but the other party always changed the subject at that time.

Even the wolf spirit, who behaved like a husky in front of Li En, did not reveal any information at all.

According to common sense, as the god of death, Kindred is responsible for guiding "human souls". He does not need to worry about his own existence disappearing like this frog spirit whose name has disappeared in the long time.

However, Kindred's ultimate power is Lamb's Breath.

This situation inevitably made Li En doubt the relationship between the so-called "Mother of Masks" and Qian Jue.

Although Qian Jue did not give Li En a direct answer, judging from the way he changed the subject and his ultimate power, "Sheep Soul Breath", Li En was not very optimistic about this.

"Since the Sheep Spirit and the Wolf Spirit are unwilling to speak, why not try to find a breakthrough from this 'Frog Spirit' Death God..."

Li En's mind was full of thoughts, and he quickly formulated a series of plans to deal with the situation of the Frog Spirit Death God.

...

As the Golden Disc of the Eagle King rose from the ancient capital of Shurima, the sweet and clear water that was as sweet as gold flowed in all directions along the ancient river channel thousands of years ago.

However, this clean water that could save lives in the arid desert did not bring stability to this land of yellow sand, but instead caused greater chaos.

Various forces began to compete, trying to forcibly divert the river to their own sphere of influence.

The bloody battles left the river water with a faint smell of blood.

After a fierce battle, the ownership of each trickle of water was gradually determined.

The Shurima capital did not intervene in this matter from beginning to end.

On the one hand, the intensity of the competition was always controlled within a certain range. On the other hand, in the western part of Shurima, in Nerimaj, a very terrifying force also emerged - the 'Holy City of the Ascended' created by the holy witch spirits.

That’s right, the so-called holy wizard is Xerath.

Through some means, he recast the ruins of the sun disk of Narimaj.

It was also suspended high above the city, but compared to the golden disc of the ancient Shurima capital, the disc above the city of Nerimaj was made of dark blue and black arcane power.

Xerath used the secrets of ascension that he had obtained through various legitimate or dark means in order to help Azir ascend successfully, such as by looking up books in the Imperial Library and searching in the royal tombs... and combined them with his endless twisted arcane power.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in Narimaj, the 'Ascension Ceremony' was successfully held time and time again.

That huge stature and unparalleled strength deeply attracted all those who were ambitious, desperate, and extremely eager for power.

Therefore, even with the help of Grand Maester Nasus and the orthodoxy of Shurima, the two forces are still evenly matched on this piece of yellow sand.