An Infinite Journey From the Sea of ​​Stones

"Really?" Akali narrowed her eyes to play with the taste

"But why do I always feel like you've caused some trouble and can't wait to get out of here?"

Having said that, after Boyka painted the last tattoo on her body, Akali, who jumped off the bamboo mat, struggled to find a boat for Yunjuan.

Even regardless of personal relationship, Akali is willing to help a good person with a good reputation to smooth things along.

Although she has not been in Weili for a long time, with her own skills and fierceness that is different from the Ionians, Akali is already a well-known figure in this area of ​​Weili.

"So where the hell are we going?"

Ari, who was lying on his shoulder, asked suspiciously, this question was something she wanted to know the answer to all the time, but following him all the way, Yunjuan's answer was always so ambiguous.

In short, you can leave Ionia, it doesn't matter where you go.With such an answer, it's no wonder that Ari and Akali both agreed that Yunjuan wanted to run away.

But he should have wanted to run away, after all, he just released an Ionian scourge, even if he was found by a group of monks and imprisoned in the tower, it would not be surprising!

"Actually, you can stay here, Ari." Yunjuan said lightly

"Actually, I don't have much spirit to feed you anymore, and you have followed me for so long, so if I can influence you, it must have already influenced you."

——If there is no influence, it can only explain the truth, and you will not care about me, right?

Ari slandered in his heart, but he didn't leave, he just waved his tail arrogantly, and lightly bit Yunjuan's earlobe

"I won't leave until I suck you dry!"

......

The encounter with Ali is not a beautiful and romantic story.

The first time Yunjuan and Ahri met was in the rainbow eclipse valley of Lunkong. At that time, the vastaya fox was caught in the appetite controlled by his own instinct, grabbing a dying woodcutter and trying to suck her spirit dry. .

The merciful Yunjuan immediately stepped forward to dissuade Ahri from such behavior, just like the Buddha who cut meat to feed the eagle.

First, with compassion, he beat Ah Li who was unable to control his behavior due to extreme hunger, and healed the dying woodcutter with his glowing left hand, and then took Ah Li who had been beaten back to his original form. The raccoon embarked on a journey.

Yunjuan reached an agreement with this vastaya fox, who couldn't control his instinct but hated taking other people's lives and souls. Yunjuan would carry and feed Ahri with him, and she had to stop hunting herself.

Then, Ahri traveled with him all the way throughout Ionia.

The story is as simple as that.

As for joining the Battle of Standing, getting to know the Blade Dancer and the Apocalypse, it's just another story.

Not exciting, and even a bit protracted.

In Ari's view, Yunjuan is a very strange person.

At first glance, he seems to be no different from other monks in Ionia. He always persuades others to be good, save the innocent, and stop evil atrocities.

But he clearly knew that the person he saved might still do evil, but he would still do it.

Just like what he said, he can't prevent the dynamic changes in this world. Everyone may have their own reasons and justice. He can only save the people he can see.

Moreover, this strange guy does not seem to shy away from violence.

It was the same thing he did to himself, that is, he beat himself back to his original form before reviving her, used violence to stop her action, and finally used himself as Ahri's bait.

Such a person is an almost impeccable saint in behavior.

You can say that a person who is generous to others is a Madonna bitch, but a person who selflessly sacrifices himself to help others, and helps everyone regardless of the cost, seems to be described only as a saint.

But Ari knew that was not the case.

Having stayed by Yunjuan's side for so long, Ahri has never seen Yunjuan make any active demands, but it is precisely because of this that she can perceive Yunjuan's weird core and essence.

He always seems to observe the cases of his failed probation carefully and coldly.

Just like he once helped a rich man who was chopped into serious injuries and thrown into the mountains. After resuscitating him, this man returned to the village and continued to poison the villagers even more.

However, the next day, the local rich man died in his own home.

There is no evidence to prove that Yunjuan did it, and Ari couldn't find it, and she didn't think he did it.

But this weird feeling still made her instinctively feel that there might be some connection between the two.

Maybe it's just an illusion, Ahri thought.In fact, she also felt that she didn't need to think so much. Following Yunjuan could also be said to be the best period of her bad life since she awakened to wisdom.

At least she no longer has to endure the pain of conscience and be tortured by her own body instinct to have to suck the essence of other beings.

It doesn't feel good to take someone's life, even if it's a bloody Noxian.From this point of view, Ahri has a similar personality to most Ionians.

Yunjuan soon found a merchant ship leaving Ionia.

The other party was a caravan from the Piltover Myrdalda family, who had followed the Noxus' "route" all the way to Ionia, and planned to leave this nascent land after it was fully loaded with goods.

His destination was Piltover, and he was happy to pick up Cloud and Ahri.

Even Mrs. Piltover, who stinks of copper, has become a lot more peaceful after staying in the land of Ionia for a period of time. They are very happy to make a fortune for Yunjuan, an 'eminent monk' good deeds.

Yunjuan thanked all of them with a smile, and then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the darkness hidden in the caravan.

Without hesitation, he quickly found him.

"Are you planning to leave this land?"

Yun Juan sat directly in front of this ordinary-looking boatman in a milky white cloak, and said softly

"Can you see through my disguise directly? It seems that I still need to learn more systematic knowledge in this area."

The ordinary-looking boatman smiled slightly at Yunjuan, and then put a dark green magic gun on the table

The dark green metal is inlaid with gold thread, outlining the name of the craftsman: such details confirm the pride and self-satisfaction of the maker.This isn't a weapon from Piltover - the flashy stuff is meant to work in a land where magic is so little.And this gun is from

The hands of a true blacksmith.Its Ionian copper heart pulsates with magic, enchanted with magical enhancements by the Zhiyun province's master blacksmiths.

There are a total of four bullets in the gun.Each one is infused with magical energy.Each one is comparable to the sabers of Laslan monks.Each one makes the art of the person in front of you splash.Each one is a masterpiece.It doesn't just penetrate the body.It can also rebuild flesh and blood.

If a well-informed person sees this dark green pistol, he will definitely recognize its famous name of "Whispering" immediately, and then recognize the name of the person in front of him.

"Did your employer give you the task?" Yunjuan asked softly

"No, they have all become my works of art - the top painters, and others should not decide the elements in their paintings."

The man whispered with a voice like singing poetry, every movement of him seemed to have the beauty of art, his whole body was full of artistic cells, as if he was the incarnation of art.

Yes, that's right.This man named Kada Jhin was the pinnacle of the art of killing.

Swords, guns, halberds, magic, hand-to-hand combat, qi, the man in front of him is a true all-rounder, he can master any technology related to killing in the shortest time and turn it into his own art.

He is not the cripple in the game who only knows how to play with guns and throw mines. In a sense, although he is a mortal, he is almost the real top among mortal heroes.With his own strength, he can even play with the Lord of Shadow Stream and the Eye of Twilight.

This man with the nickname of 'Golden Demon' was once a fearsome killer in Ionia. He regarded killing as an art of sculpture, traveled all over the land of Ionia, and was finally captured by the previous generation of Twilight Eyes. Ku Shuo and his two disciples won.

It's just that even in the land of birth, there is a dark and unbearable reality. The golden devil who was imprisoned not only did not pay the price for his crimes, but finally left swaggeringly at the invitation of some "employers" Prisons became killers working for them.

"Then will we be companions this time?" Yunjuan asked with a smile

"No, I'd rather change another flight than be with you!" Jhin said with a bored look on his face.

Few people can induce Jhin's irritability, and Yunjuan is undoubtedly one of them.This man had prevented him from creating art no less than twelve times in Zhiyun Province, and Jhin had to admit that this guy who looked like a virgin had considerable wisdom and ability.

"Actually, I am powerless to stop you now." Yunjuan said softly

"My strength is running out, Golden Demon, you can actually take my life at any time."

"Really?" Jhin showed a smile on his disguised face, he actually saw Yunjuan's weakness, so he grabbed Qingyu and immediately pressed it against Yunjuan's forehead.

With just a slight touch of the trigger, his head can explode in an instant.

But no, Jhin dropped his weapon anyway.He is not a killer, at least now he has completely got rid of that identity that is neither elegant nor artistic.

He is an artist, destined to carve the boring things in the world into more beautiful ones.It would be a humiliation to him if he killed for nothing alone.

"One day we will meet again soon, and I will gladly take your life."

Jhin stood up and left, blending into the crowd in an instant, Yunjuan looked at Weili's inn where Jhin had fallen, and the chaotic scene in the inn following Akali's assassination, facing him. Ali on the shoulder said softly

"Go, go tell Akali, tell her that the Golden Demon is here. From now on, you can move freely."

Ari jumped off Yunjuan's shoulders, and her figure instantly changed from a small icefield fox to a charming vastaya demon fox. She fiddled with her big tail and stretched her body, smiling happily.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away like this? Run away and continue killing people?" Ari looked at Yun Juan provocatively and said

"This is your freedom and choice, Ahri." Yunjuan sighed softly and said

"I am willing to give anyone who needs help a chance, to give anyone a chance to change their own future, I will observe the direction of that world, and then..."

Yunjuan closed his eyes, but stopped talking.

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ps: Let’s pretend that Jie and Shen’s manga doesn’t exist.

9. Shadow of Flesh

The power struggle in the lower city is as bloody and filthy as this city, and the rats struggling for power and profit in the gutter are no cleaner than those of the upper class.

It's just that those unnecessary political confrontations and interest exchanges are missing, leaving only the purest struggle.People at the bottom will show no mercy when persecuting people at the bottom, and even become more cruel and pure. After all, the persecution and pressure from the top make them more urgently need to release this pressure and hatred.

Van der was defeated by Silko, and Fulgan Bar and all his forces fell into Silko's hands as a matter of course.In Zaun, which is a mess, the network of relationships around Fulgan's Bar can be said to be the 'government' of this chaotic area in Zaun.

At this time, Zaun is actually very easy to be 'condensed', because so far, the city is only regarded by Piltover as a mining area for mining materials, cheap labor, and a place for garbage discharge.

While that's bad enough, Zaun is arguably pretty clean compared to his future.

There is no Alchemy Baron in this city, there are no surveillance personnel all over the lower city and hex-powered machines ready to slaughter at any time, and there are no obstacles from the Zaun comprador class supported by the wealthy people in Piltover. It will naturally be easier to unite.

But relatively, Zaan at this time inevitably lacks a lot of inventions and blessings of high-tech weapons.

In fact, there are not many Pilters.

Today's Piltover, although Jess Taris and his "friend" Victor have developed a stable artificial hex gem, but this method of scientifically stealing magic has not been really used in the armed forces. superior.

The current Shuangcheng is frighteningly fragile, even in the future, but the current Shuangcheng is actually just a vassal of Noxus. Even though it is independent in name, it is still nothing more than Noxus. A vassal city of Sri Lanka.

Similar to Venice attached to the Roman Empire, it just doesn't know which governor should be hanged.

Elena didn't understand the joke from the master as always, but the letter sent by the master a year ago has already announced the future of everything that happened here.

Van der failed, and Shirko took his place. One of the two girls he adopted accepted the thief as his father and the other was imprisoned in Stillwater Prison.The forces under his command scattered like birds and beasts, and Silko unimpededly controlled the power of the entire Zaun.

Everything that happens here is too weak to deserve the Overmind's attention.

Just relying on this letter, Elena has already extended her tentacles to many corners of the Shuangcheng, and she only has to wait for an opportunity.

The airship skimmed through the high-altitude clouds and splashed a faint sea of ​​clouds. Elena, who was sitting by the window, overlooked Piltover below the clouds. The bustling Twin Cities looked so small from the sky.

She was silent for a moment, and took off her gloves to expose her fingers to the sun. Along with the faint green smoke, she felt a faint burning pain in her fingers.

But this pain caused Elena to let out bursts of low laughter unconsciously.

It is not easy for a monster like her to feel pain.

What is the name of a species like her now...?

ghost? Amazon?Ghoul?Ghoul? ...I can't remember clearly, there are too many names to call her race.

She has no way of knowing where these names come from. She only knows that the body reborn from the blood dripping from the master is finally endowed with the mixture of so many 'races'.

But 'hybrids' are not necessarily powerful.

In the inherited memory of these races, she is actually not stronger than these mixed races.

Compared with ghosts, she doesn't have those mysterious and miraculous blood ghost techniques.Compared to Amazon, she is afraid of the sun, and compared to ghouls, they do not have the ability to fight outside the body and to strengthen the ability to devour. Even compared to the weakest "zombies" seen in genetic tracing, she The infection ability is far inferior to them.

However, although she cannot compare with these mixed races in various aspects, she also has advantages that these races do not have.

Compared to a ghost, she just gets hurt in the sun and doesn't die.Compared with Amazon, their race has a natural ability to camouflage, and compared to ghouls, their recipes are broader, and humans are just one of them, and they don't have any taste appeal to them.

In fact, Elena is very clear that such a mixture of so many characteristics is actually a kind of biological weapon.

A biological weapon developed for an unknown purpose, from any point of view, such a purposeful composite design is impossible to be a so-called divine creation, but the method of being 'manufactured' is as simple as It's like a gift from the gods.

That being the case, let's create such a religion.

The creation of the Esoteric Cult of Flesh was not under the command of the Master, but she still created such a religion, and even deceived herself into believing in the one who gave her new life.

This can be said to be a way to recruit subordinates, or it can be said to be a way to deceive oneself and seek comfort.

Isn't that what religion is all about?The essence is not all different ways of self-comfort. Human beings can seek such spiritual relief and transfer all negative emotions to religion. She...why not?

The rumbling airship slowly docked at the airport of Piltover. Elena walked out of the airship with the Noxus logo printed on her face as usual, and set foot on the land of Piltover.