Chapter 415 The Void Summons the Evil Star Illusion
The Forgotten Land of Icacia.
The purple-grey desert land is broken, like a symbol of death, spreading over this prosperous paradise.
The desert has opened up with countless dark purple cracks, criss-crossing like spider webs, all over present-day Icathia.
Among these cracks, purple gas will escape from time to time, giving off a strange and terrifying atmosphere.
In this forbidden area, there is almost no trace of life. Occasionally, there will be lightning-like purple light across the silent sky, illuminating the rolling land.
However, these brilliance were fleeting, drowning the former glory and glory, leaving only endless desolation.
The area where the capital of Esikasi was located thousands of years ago has long been nothing but a desert corrupted by the void.
In the devastating war that resulted in the fall of Icathia, the aftermath of the battle between the Celestial Warriors and the creatures of the void swept across the land, erasing this cursed city from the map of Shurima.
Now, there is only a bottomless dark hole in the capital of Icasia, swallowing up the surrounding light like an abyss monster.
Rumor has it that the void creatures that first walked on Runeterra were sleeping, sleeping deep in an invisible place.
If this is true, then the location of the capital of Icasia is the most likely place.
Because it was in the capital that the Icathians opened the gate to the void, attracting void creatures.
It’s just that thousands of years have passed, and most people naively believe that the horrors raging there will eventually be forgotten.
“Huh?”
In the bottomless cave, deep in the core of darkness, a dull low groan sounded.
Then, a deep purple light lit up in the silent darkness, falling on a slender figure wearing a robe.
"It seems like there are believers praying for a response from the void?"
Behind the deep purple glow, the diamond-like eyes blinked gently, and doubts climbed into the pupils.
“There is something familiar, but I can’t remember who it is.”
He thought for a while and then gave up. It might be a void seed he dropped casually.
In the past ten years or so, he has frequently triggered void creatures to attack nearby forces.
The legend that led to his name, Malzahar, Prophet of the Void, spread to the northernmost ports within a few years.
The number of followers of the 'Prophet' also greatly increased as a result, and it is said that nearby settlers felt fierce visions grabbing their hearts.
Even among the strongest villagers in the most remote wilderness, many people will offer livestock as gifts to satisfy the void.
Malzahar closed his eyes and sensed the message from the forbidden statue through the power of the void.
"Rock village, sacrificial ceremony?"
He slowly opened his purple eyes and murmured softly, remembering this village that he had attacked before.
“Someone is interfering with the sacrifices and slaughtering the Void believers.”
The flesh and blood on Malzahar’s forehead suddenly squirmed, splitting up and down, revealing a huge eye, and finally The pupil in the center is entirely composed of purple, reflecting the scene in the sacrificial hall.
"Two extraordinary beings, with good strength, no wonder they can stop the sacrificial ceremony."
"We are eternal existences, and we demand sacrifice." Malzahar stood up, and a deep purple glow lit up in his palms.
“But you can’t stop the void!”
He looked to the northwest, his eyes ignoring the distance of space, and went straight to the rock village.
The next moment!
The majestic power of the void emerged from the purple eyes on Malzahar's forehead, connecting him to the forbidden statue.
The dim glow flickered, Malzahar's soul aura became much weaker out of thin air, and the eyes below lost some of their brilliance.
Rock village, inside the quiet sacrificial hall.
The taboo statue hanging on the dome consumes the power of recovery, and the hazy figure outlined slowly solidifies.
Every inch of this hazy figure outlined by purple light is bathed in the power of the void, from the top of his head to his feet.
He was wearing a purple robe embroidered with ancient runes and patterns, exuding a mysterious and strange aura.
He wore a hood on his head, covering most of his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
Only the eyes were exposed, filled with a deep purple glow, faintly seductive and depraved.
There is a long sword on his waist, which complements the light of the statue. He seems to be a swordsman who is good at swordsmanship.
But the long robe revealed the profession of the purple figure, a mage who mastered magical power.
The hazy figure floated quietly, as if adjusting to his body, with his lowered eyes looking down at Huo Jixing and Ezreal.
"Void Prophet Malzahar!"
Ezreal spoke in a deep voice, recognized the identity of the dim figure, involuntarily grasped the Shurima Gauntlet, and cursed the energy Light blooms.
As an extremely good explorer, how could Ezreal not know the terrifying reputation of this prophet of the void.
Especially in recent years, the prophet's name has been circulated on the continent of Shurima, and he has many fanatical believers secretly.
He originally thought that this was an extraordinary person who accidentally obtained the power of the void, but now it seems that the world seems to have underestimated the prophet of the void.
Hearing Ezreal's words, Huo Jixing also understood where the familiar feeling in his heart came from.
Malzahar, a being who voluntarily threw himself into the embrace of the void and preserved his sanity.
In the memory of his previous life, Malzahar was a niche hero, and not much was known about him, but the name given to him as the Prophet of the Void was enough to show how powerful and mysterious he was.
“Are you stopping the void sacrificial ritual?” Malzahar spoke softly, and there was a deceptive power in his indifferent tone.
Sonorous!
However, what greeted Malzahar was not an answer, but the cold red-gold sword light.
Although Huo Jixing does not know much about the power of the void, he can see how terrifying the void is by allowing the Shurima Empire at its peak to voluntarily leave the land of Icathia.
He still remembers the records of the Icathian War in the Noxian Calendar.
[Even the Ascended Legion with divine power could not compete with the terrifying existence emerging from the void, and the Shurima Empire was finally forced to abandon Icathia forever. ]
Although it has been noted in the book, due to many historical books being lost in the dark ages, any details that predate the Rune Wars may just be based on speculation and unfounded imagination in mythology.
However, with just a few words recorded, the horror of the void has been described.
"The power of the star spirit?"
Malzahar's eyes hidden under the hood narrowed slightly. He could not recognize him from the far distance before, but now he was facing the close ones. The sword light was so close that he could feel the familiar power.
“What if ignorant mortals master the power of the stars?”
Malzahar's eyes were cold, and he immediately stretched out his hands and waved gently at the space in front of him.
【Void Call】!
The silent space suddenly rippled, and the power of the void descended, outlining two purple doors with many patterns engraved on the surface.
After a brief delay, the door opened from the inside, and the power of the dark purple void spurted out from behind, rushing towards Huoji Star like a torrent.
When Malzahar fell into the embrace of the void, an unknown existence caressed the fragmented soul of the prophet, and strange and unknown energy filled his mind.
It is also because of this that he received the ability given by the void and can call upon the power of the void anytime and anywhere.
Huo Jixing looked at the rushing torrent of void, and the red-gold flames in his eyes almost overflowed from the corners of his eyes. [Xingling·Nanli Suzaku]!
【Suzaku·Crying】!
He felt the threat posed by the void and directly activated his Suzaku state. At the same time, the cloud patterns on the surface of the Spirit Wind Blade shone brightly.
Sonorous!
The red-gold sword light flashed, and Nanli Suzaku opened its golden beak, holding the sword light in its mouth, like a burning meteor, rushing towards the raging torrent of the void.
The wings of flames stretched out in the hall, and each vibration brought the blazing fire of Nanli, trying to burn away the torrent of void.
But the void torrent is not an ordinary power, it seems to have the energy to swallow everything.
Crash! Chi Chi Chi!
The torrent rolled and the sword light bloomed.
Dark purple waves and red-gold sword lights intertwined and annihilated wildly in the air. The aftermath spread, making the sacrificial hall shaky and ready to collapse at any time.
Huo Jixing was in the torrent of the void, and for the first time he felt that Nanli's fire's ability to burn nothing was contained.
The power of the void truly lives up to its reputation! He looked at the raging torrent of void in front of him and thought to himself.
But this also aroused his desire to fight.
After fighting against Vladimir and Elise, he once again felt the joy of fighting.
[Xingling·Donghua Qinglong]!
Huo Jixing let out a breath, and without any hesitation, activated the Azure Dragon stance.
The turquoise glow bloomed, and the Donghua Green Dragon slowly emerged from behind him, looking up at Malzahar, and opened his mouth to spit out the energy of Donghua Yimu.
With the blessing of Donghua’s artistic energy, the fire of Nanli burst into flames and burned blazingly.
The spiritual wind danced again, splitting into thousands of sword lights and cutting into the torrent of the void.
Nanli Suzaku also made a cry that resounded through the sky at this moment, carrying the fire of Nanli and rushing out of the torrent of the void.
Huo Jixing followed closely behind him, smashing the void torrent that had not yet healed, and rushed towards the astonished Malzahar.
“Two different Celestial Spirit powers?”
This is the first time Malzahar has seen an existence with the power of two Celestial Spirits.
He looked steadily at Huo Jixing and Nanli Suzaku and Donghua Qinglong who appeared behind him.
In the many secret information he collected in the past, he has never seen anything like this.
According to myths and ancient records, the stars of the Titan Clan are born with divine powers that match their own attributes.
But divine power is unique. No star spirit can master two different divine powers, which will conflict with its own strength.
【Evil Star Illusion】!
Malzahar looked at Huo Jixing who was approaching him, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly mobilized the power of the void to draw an ancient pattern in front of him.
Click!
The dark purple pattern shattered, and the strange power surged out into the void and attacked Huo Jixing.
In just a blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of Huo Jixing. Most of them were burned by the Nanli fire on the body and melted away.
But there was still a small part of the dark purple. The power of void penetrates into the body.
"Uh-huh!"
Huo Jixing grunted and paused in his forward thrust. A sinister vision appeared in front of his eyes, as if an invisible hand was grabbing his heart.
Fear arose, and suspicion and suspicion grew.
"Fear? Get away!"
Huo Jixing roared angrily and drank away the fear.
Then the cry of Nanli Suzaku and the roar of Donghua Qinglong helped him break free from the shackles of the illusion.
After waiting for him to see through the evil illusion, he found that his sword light was in vain.
The sacrificial hall, which was already crumbling, directly shattered and collapsed under his attack, turning into ruins.
Dust was rising all over the sky, but it could not cover up the blooming red-gold flames and the flowing torrent of void.
Bang!
The floor of Belvis's residence, covered with thick wooden boards, shattered.
Malzahar took the taboo statue, and Huo Jixing broke out of the dark room one after another and appeared above the rocky village.
The two are like the blazing sun and the dark moon, chasing each other in the dark sky.
When Elder Faisal saw the dim purple light and red-gold flames intertwined, he immediately realized the impending danger and chose to avoid it in advance without hesitation.
The two Ixtal mages also left Belvis's room in the same manner, surrounded by wind shields to protect themselves.
At this moment, the rocky village seemed to be enveloped by invisible power, and the void creatures that had suddenly attacked from outside the oasis also stopped their offensive.
They all felt the powerful energy fluctuations in the sky and the familiar power.
They looked up at the sky and saw two rays of light intertwining, like a battle seen only by gods, which made people shudder.
“What is that.?”
Elder Faisal looked at the two dazzling lights in the sky with a horrified expression.
One is a red-gold figure, and behind it are two lifelike, noble beings that have never been seen before, and they are extremely powerful.
The other is a deep purple glow, which seems to be flowing, twisted and mysterious, and carries a fatal danger.
"It's Malzahar, the Prophet of the Void."
Ezreal appeared behind Elder Feisal with a embarrassed expression, and the golden light on Shurima's gauntlet dimmed.
If it were not for the power brought by the Shurima Gauntlet, the battle that just occurred in the sacrificial hall would have almost killed him on the spot.
"And Mr. Charles, the advisor of the Midalda Chamber of Commerce."
"Prophet of the Void?"
Elder Feisal couldn't help but tremble when he heard Ezreal's words.
As the elder of the Rock Village, he even felt the fear and threat that Malzahar represented.
In the ancient records of the village, this is a void existence that is comparable to a mythical figure, tempting countless people to become void believers, and contributing to the erosion of the void.
The two Ixtal mages also turned pale when they heard Malzahar's name.
With their strength, they simply cannot compete with this prophet of the void.
However, what puzzled and surprised everyone present was that Mr. Charles, the consultant of the Myrdalda Chamber of Commerce, was able to suppress Malzahar.
Yes, within their field of vision.
Above the dark night sky, the dark moon transformed by Malzaha was in a panic as it was chased by Huo Jixing.
Although the aftermath of the battle still plunged everyone into panic and confusion.
But they stood below, praying secretly, hoping that Huo Jixing could defeat Malzahar and win.
Then under his leadership, he repelled the void creatures that suddenly came from outside the oasis.
(End of this chapter)