People in the League, Masters of Time Management

This is a restricted area for the living and a paradise for monsters.The darkness here covers every inch of land and extends to every corner of the world.The monsters born here will engulf the entire world in a few years' future.

"This place is full of 'they'..." Kai'Sa's second skin quickly shrank, wrapping her flawless face.Her voice became low and hoarse, and the needle-pricking feeling in her flesh seemed to be stronger.

"Well, be careful." Mu Bai nodded, and then called out the void carapace.

Now they are a couple.

The two walked towards the abyss in silence, and saw many broken weapons and tattered armor along the way—new and old.

In fact, they don't know exactly where Kassadin is, they only know that he should be in the abyss.

It is not easy to find Kassadin, you need to be prepared for a protracted battle...and a little bit of luck.

"The void here has become thinner..." Kai'Sa stopped in a dark valley and carefully looked around, "It's strange... Theoretically, the deeper you go underground, the stronger the void... ..."

"That's true." Mu Bai also felt that something was wrong, and immediately decided to make a little rectification here.

It happened to be a little dark.

Night is the best time for Void creatures to be active.

The two quickly set up the tent, hid in the corner of the canyon and had dinner.

In order not to attract the attention of the void creatures, they didn't light a fire, but just gnawed on dry food silently.

The dry food made from a mixture of wheat and rice was not very tasty, but Kasha ate it with relish.

She thought of her old life - the happy days of her childhood and the difficult days after returning from the Void.

"My family was not rich when I was a child, and I often ate this kind of cheap and filling food." A trace of nostalgia flashed in the girl's eyes, "But I still lived happily at that time..."

Mu Bai nodded slightly, but didn't speak.At this time, he should play the role of a listener, not a life mentor.

"When I was a child, I lived in a small village in a rocky valley in the south, and the people there are very nice..." Kai'Sa said slowly:

"At that time, I had good friends, a kind mother, a kind father, and neighbors and aunts who always greeted me with a smile..."

"Oh yes, my father. Kassadin—that's what they called him, which means 'Who the Desert Knows.' He later took it as his own."

"He was a guide, employed by caravans on the deserts of the Great Fort, to protect their valuable cargo."

"Because of his work, he often travels outside, and often needs to escort very valuable ancient relics to distant sponsors. However, no matter where he travels, he always returns with a story, telling the wonderful things he saw on the other side of the world .”

"He told me about Piltover, Ionia, Noxus and Demacia... His stories are always wonderful."

As she spoke, Kai'Sa's tone was choked with sobs.

"But everything changed forever in the summer when I was ten years old..."

"The Void is awakened. A deep valley was opened in the bedrock of the earth, swallowing the village and everyone in it... Only twisted stone pillars as dark as night are left, piercing the yellow sand of the desert..."

"Later... I became like this..."

Kai'Sa looked at the second layer of skin on her arm, shook her head and smiled wryly.

Mu Bai sighed secretly in his heart, then stepped forward and hugged the girl, "It's all right, it's all right... Keisha..."

The name "Kesha" instead of "Kasha" shocked the girl's delicate body.

She hugged the young man in front of her silently, and suddenly felt a long-lost warmth—the warmth from her family.

"Thank you, Mubai..."

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At the far entrance of the valley, a man in a robe with the appearance of a pilgrim stepped into the abyss.

Chapter 49 Sacrifice to the Void - Praise the Void

Kassadin came to Icacia for only three things: looking for the "prophet", finding the "prophet", and ending the "prophet".

The false "prophet" tricked people into offering sacrifices and livestock to the void; he told the world that the holy void would welcome all people, believers or disbelievers alike.He will be the herald of this great redemption.

It's nonsense... Kassadin often cursed in his heart that the so-called "prophet" was just a running dog of Void...

He knew the legends of ancient Icathia well, and the fate of that cursed place—if the Void was drawn back to Shurima with ulterior motives, it would likely be the one that consumed his village, and countless others. village.

After learning the rumors of the "prophet", Kassadin secretly vowed to avenge his wife and daughter. He wanted to eliminate the "prophet" who had assisted him, and at the same time eliminate the source of his dark power in one fell swoop.

For this lofty ideal, Kassadin came to Icacia alone and entered the most terrifying abyss in Runeterra—just to find and kill the "Prophet".

It's been years... two years?Maybe it was three years, maybe it was four years... He didn't quite remember how long he had walked on this scorched earth.

He has never been able to find the "prophet", but he has not found nothing.

He knew that the "prophet" was hiding from him, so he had caught many believers of the "prophet" over the years, and used this as a clue to get closer to the truth step by step.

Like now, he saw two more believers of the "Prophet" - deep in the canyon.A man and a woman, both looked very young.

Kassadin clenched his treasure—the Nether Stone, his footsteps suddenly became light and empty, and he stepped on the ground without making any sound.

He quietly approached the two of them, and when he got close enough, he called out another treasure of his - the blade of the underworld.

A sharp purple-shimmering blade popped from the back of his gauntlet.

Pa - accompanied by a crisp sound, the blade instantly pierced through the rock.Kassadin saw the faces of the two men clearly.

Sure enough, it was two young people.

They were nibbling on raw meat - that might have been their supper - the Last Supper.

After a short period of panic, the man reached out to touch the scimitar at his waist, while the woman shrank in a corner in fear.

"It's you...the hypocritical pilgrim..." The man's legs trembled in fear.Obviously, he knew the strange man in front of him.

Followers of the Prophet in Icathia recognize him—his armor is a fusion of Zaun's scientific design and Ionian soul healer's blessing.

And that robe, that purple blade...

"Me? Hypocrisy?" Kassadin's voice was hoarse because of the armor, and the terrible laughter was like someone scratching the glass with their fingernails.

"Forget it, I don't want to waste time with you guys... tell me, where is the 'Prophet'?"

"I, I don't know..." The man trembled all over, and he couldn't speak fluently.

He didn't dare to draw his sword, because the opponent's speed was definitely faster than him.

The name of Voidwalker may not be very famous outside, but in Icacia, all prophets believers know how terrible he is.

Some people even speculated that he was originally a member of the Void, but later betrayed the Void...

"Your loyalty will only accelerate the destruction of the world..." Kassadin couldn't count the number of times he gave this advice.

He turned his head to look at the woman in the corner, his eyes softened a little - if Kaisha was still alive, she would probably be at this age now, right?

"Tell me, boy, where is the Prophet?"

"I, I don't know..." The woman was also stubborn.

Kassadin sighed and asked again: "Then what are you doing here?"

"Sacrifice... We just came back from the sacrifice..."

"Sacrifice to whom?"

"The prophet... and the invisible power..."

"What did you sacrifice?"

"Children...our children..."

Hearing the word "child", Kassadin's eyebrows hidden under the helmet instantly twitched.

"You killed your children with your own hands..." His tone became more indifferent, "Sacrificing will not satisfy 'them', it will only make them hungrier..."

"But our child is terminally ill... This is the last resort...!" The woman burst into tears suddenly.

Kassadin's heart softened, and he slowly put down the blade in his hand.

But what he didn't expect was that the man behind him suddenly pulled out the scimitar.

"Die, enemy of the Prophet!"

This distance is impossible to avoid.

Kassadin sighed again in his heart.

The next moment, his body disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a faint purple light floating in the air.

"He's behind you! Kill him!" The woman suddenly pointed at the man and shouted.

"You... deceived me..."

Kassadin's hoarse and indifferent voice echoed in the canyon, mixed with the muffled sound of a sharp knife cutting through flesh and blood.

The man looked at his pierced lower abdomen in astonishment, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

After a while, he fell headlong to the ground, and all the gold coins in his pocket spilled out, there were dozens of them.

Kassadin understood as soon as he saw the gold coins.

There are no terminally ill children, they are just for money...

They sell their family and friends for something outside their own, even at the cost of bringing the whole world to an end...

"There is a breath of void on it." Kassadin picked up a gold coin, and then looked at the woman again, "You have seen the 'Prophet'."

"Shut up! You lunatic!" Seeing this, the woman stopped pretending, "Don't even think about finding our great prophet! We will embrace the holy nothingness! We will be the pioneers of this great redemption!"

Kassadin opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The sword light flashed, and the woman's life came to an end here.

And the gold coins she left behind are the guiding signs given to Kassadin by the Void.

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On the other side of Icacia, Mubai put his hand on the hilt of the Seraph Blade.

Because he heard footsteps coming from outside.

Under the abyss, there is no living thing.

Except Malzaha and his loyal followers.

"The footsteps should be a human being, not a void creature." Mu Bai reminded the girl beside him in a low voice.

"Yeah." Kai'Sa nodded her head slightly, and the void carapace on her face gradually faded away—in order not to scare anyone who might be a good person.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Mu Bai took the initiative to open the tent.

It was a man in a robe, his face could not be seen clearly, and his hands were hidden in the wide sleeves. It is not known whether he was holding a weapon.

He stopped in front of Mubai.

"May I take a few minutes of your time, sir? I would like to introduce you to our divine savior, the herald of the great redemption..."

Chapter 50 Prophecy from the Void

Mu Bai looked at the strange man in front of him, his right hand was always on the hilt of the Seraph Blade - although he didn't think the other party could hurt him, it was better to be safe.

"What savior and pioneer are you talking about? Malzahar?"

"Have you ever heard the name of a prophet?" The man froze for a moment, his tone raised a little unconsciously, as if he was pleasantly surprised. "That is very good, I think you will be very willing to hear me tell the greatness of the Prophet."

Mu Bai shrugged, motioning for the other party to continue talking.

"It is so," continued the man, "our great prophet sees all things and sees the world for what it is. He grants us divine salvation; he leads us to the end of eternity; he—"

"Choose the key point." Mu Bai interrupted the other party impatiently.

"You are really impatient." The strange man smiled, "Well, I believe you are in a hurry... Our great prophet would like to invite the two of you to his side to discuss some important matters in detail."

Malzahar's invitation?

Mubai subconsciously glanced at Kaisha.The latter is also full of confusion.

"Why?" Mu Bai asked the believer again, "What does Malzaha want us for?"

"The prophet's intentions are unpredictable." The believer said, "but I think... it's because of the prophet's brilliant divination."