Boom!

The sky and the earth seemed to be intertwined, and there was a terrifying roar.

A golden blazing sun rose from bottom to top, and thousands of stars fell in the sky.

The battle between the sun and the stars is being staged in front of the town.

The stars slowly appeared in the sky that was supposed to be daytime, like meteors piercing the sky and flying downward.

Azir opened his arms at this moment, the majesty of the emperor in full display.

The army of sand on the ground jumped up one after another, brazenly facing the sky, trying to pull down the stars in the sky.

"Shurima, listen to my orders!"

Azir's majestic and majestic voice illuminated the earth, and countless soldiers of the sand rose up into the sky, holding their battle daggers and killing the stars in the sky.

At this time, each of the soldiers seemed to have undergone a transformation, and each of them was several times stronger than the soldiers that the Lieyang Priest had to face just now.

The sound of the battle song became louder, and the momentum of the charge became more and more inflated.

Finally, the stars and the sand soldiers meet.

Various colors of light burst out from the sky, and a splendid splendor exploded in all directions.

Yes, the sand that the soldiers smashed.

Some, it is the energy fragmentation rain after the stars split.

Various colors of light interweave in the sky, forming a beautiful landscape like an oil painting.

boom! boom! boom!

There was only the sound of the collision between the two sides.

But the situation seemed extremely strange. Even more stars were destroyed, but the starlight was pressing down, oppressing the space of golden light.

Azir obviously discovered this, and snorted coldly, the golden light in his eyes flourishing.

"go ahead!"

His voice seemed to carry some kind of magic, and the sand below condensed more sand soldiers, charging upwards at a crazier speed.

The collision of stars and grains of sand began at the intersection of Shurima and Targon.

"It seems like we came just in time."

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, Ryan also came around with Syndra.

Ryan looked up at the place where the energies of the two sides met, and shook his head slightly regretfully:

"Unfortunately, Azir is like an enhanced version of Foyego. He doesn't have the background of Ascension God. Even if he has an energy reserve far beyond the Judgment Protoss, it still takes a long time to convert it into combat power. It's a long way to go."

Syndra hovered beside Ryan with her arms in her arms, her eyes flickering, and her tone was complicated:

"Empty energy, illusory power."

Maybe she did too before she met Ryan...

At that time, she relied on the huge magic power in her body to crush most people, but when facing the spirits of Karma and Ionia, which were not inferior to her in energy, she was easily defeated.

Seeing Ryan's half-smiling expression, Syndra frowned slightly:

"You don't agree?"

"Skills and methods are only useful at the same level. Compared with the skills that come from special research, I care more about the natural talent." Ryan shook his head slightly.

He turned his head to Syndra, and said in a calm voice:

"If you can't defeat your opponent, it's just that the amount of energy in your body is not enough, and the intensity is not strong enough."

Hearing Ryan's words, Syndra glanced at each other up and down, and suddenly laughed:

"It's not quite your style."

"It's not my style, I just said what I always wanted to say for you." Ryan replied with a smile.

"You don't seem to mind that I have such thoughts?" The corners of Syndra's mouth rose slightly.

There is no doubt that she has learned from Ryan how to control her own power.

Now she is proud enough to say that in this world, she is only under one person in terms of control over magic.

But she didn't really like the path Ryan taught her, the deeper she went on the magic path, the more she understood...

The so-called control is just the key to her ability to grow.

And the fighting style she really likes is the pouring and suppression of that infinite energy.

"This is the way you like to fight. I just want you to see a more beautiful scenery. Let alone you, in the face of some people, I prefer the simple and rude way of venting with energy."

Watching the golden light being slowly lowered by the starry sky, Ryan pressed down on the robe that was rippling by the aftermath, and said softly:

"In all these years, there has been no chance for you to fight to the fullest. The last time Feilor Island gave you a warm-up was not enough. This time, go all out."

"I've been waiting for today, it's been a long time..."

Syndra's cold face suddenly burst into a beautiful smile.

She raised her neck slightly, looking at the compressed golden glow on the ground with only a third of it remaining, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

Perhaps, she and Azir were the same kind of people in the past.

But with Ryan accompanying her, she is no longer the one she used to be.

hum!

!

A wave of turbulent magic power rippled out from Syndra's body, and the black magic power almost condensed into substance and spread out wanton.

Syndra's palm stretched forward, a rune matrix opened on her palm, and a slightly gorgeous book swept out of it, and finally fell into her hands.

"Return!"

With her light thoughts, the rest of Runeterra suddenly felt sense.

Kyle put down the holy sword, frowned and glanced in the direction of Shurima.

Fiddlesticks seemed to lose his vitality in an instant, like a real scarecrow.

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While rushing to Nerima Jie's airship, Cassiopeia also put down the scroll he was reading and glanced solemnly in the direction of Shurima.

Just now, something in their bodies felt more or less being pulled away.

The book in Syndra's palm is now open.

Purple, gold, yellow, black and red, four illusory streamers of different colors flow between the books.

And these four kinds symbolize the four different powers that she comprehends.

It seemed that there was a response from afar, and the four streamers of different colors turned into substance at the same time and flowed into Syndra's body.

hum!

!

In an instant, the seemingly endless energy in Syndra's body burst out, breaking the balance of the battle in the distance.

The dark sky rose, and both the earth and the sky were dyed deep black.

In just an instant, the shady scene has infected nearly half of the world.

The ruling Protoss Chrisman and Azir sensed the energy pouring out of Syndra at the same time, and they started to suppress the shady scene with a very tacit cooperation.

Even though Azir knew he was at a disadvantage, as Emperor of Shurima, he would not allow anyone else to meddle in his battles until the outcome was decided.

winter!

!

The sky and the earth wailed at the same time, as if the eyes of the sky were about to collapse, and the earth was about to split.

Three tyrannical forces are constantly clashing.

But in the face of the new Syndra, even if Azir and Chrisman join forces for a short time, they will inevitably be suppressed.

At this moment, Ryan, looking at the sudden change of sky, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and whispered:

"It's not enough, as a stage for you to show yourself, it should be more amazing..."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand towards Syndra, and a touch of green floated out of his palm.