The Crystal Vanguard

Kassadin was furious, but helpless, until he was completely enveloped by the Void Organization and fell unconscious again...

When he awoke again, his surroundings had drastically changed; monsters were spewing out of the void, and he was spit out as well. 🐯🐝 ☮🍫

At this point, Kassadin discovered that his body had undergone a drastic change; he had almost become a monster, barely maintaining a human form.

Ignoring his own transformation, he searched everywhere for his daughter, only to encounter Malzahar commanding monsters.

The two inevitably clashed, and their relationship has been strained for several days until today.

Kassadin was unaware that the catastrophe had been quelled by the Ascended, and that two thousand years had passed.

In his memory, the void rift had only been opened a few dozen days ago...

Indeed, the information he had wasn't very helpful to us, and we were even a little confused when we heard that so much time had passed:

"You're saying the Shurima Empire has fallen?"

"Yes, the void rift was sealed by the Ascended back then, but now it has been reopened by someone with ulterior motives, intending to destroy humanity."

"It's unbelievable, but this is all I know, and I'm afraid it's not enough to help you."

"It's alright. Would you like to join us in fighting the Void?"

"I still want to act on my own, sorry."

Kassadin eventually left; he didn't want to stay with me to hold the defensive line.

The Hunchbacked Old Man sighed, "Alas, he's too stubborn. You humans are always like that."

"At least he's a brave warrior. Maybe he'll think things through later. Are you the Giant Scorpion from earlier?"

You can still recognize me even after I've changed like this?

"Not only can I recognize you, but I can also guess your identity, right, Skarner?"

The old man was slightly taken aback after hearing this. "How do you know this name?"

"I have a special connection with this world that I can't explain in a short time. Am I right?"

"Yes, I'm Skarner. I've been getting woken up by these monsters lately, and I'm furious!"

Would you like to become one of us?

"To become one of you? Haha, it's been so many years since I last interacted with humans."

So you've had human friends?

"Hmm... there were one or two, but I've almost forgotten their names. I think they were something like... something like 'Se' or something like 'Ka'?"

"Could it be Shetaka?"

"Yes! It's this girl! You know quite a lot!"

The story gets stranger and stranger: it turns out that Skarner and Shetaka knew each other, and the two were even friends!

"I have a friend who is a descendant of Shetaka. For the sake of our old friendship, I think you should help him out."

"Of course, I can't sleep if I don't get rid of these monsters. Where is your city?"

"It's on another continent, but not too far from here. Let's go!"

"Wait, I smell a familiar scent on you, it seems to be the same kind as the crystal I'm wearing?"

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that Hextech Creations uses Primal Crystal as its raw material.

He probably sensed the Hextech Gun, which is why he asked that question.

This is bad. If I tell him these crystals were taken from the Primal Scorpion, will he be angry with me?

"What are you thinking, kid? You're not trying to trick me, are you?"

"No, since that's the case, I'll tell you the truth. These crystals came from a type of desert scorpion, possibly one of your descendants..."

I spoke softer and softer, carefully observing Skarner's expression, but I didn't notice anything unusual.

"Oh, so these are the guys who disobeyed my orders. They deserved to be caught!"

"Um... what did you say to them?"

"I won't go into details, but basically I don't allow my people to leave freely because the crystals we possess are very important and could have a huge impact on this world."

"I see, but I'm still very sorry."

"It's alright, one or two deaths won't have much of an impact."

Skarner didn't care at all, as if the lives of his people were nothing more than objects.

However, every race has its own way of thinking, so I don't need to think about it too much.

Jarvan and I once killed a dragon, didn't we? The Ancient Dragon didn't care either.

After finishing these things, Skarner noticed the seemingly unnoticed Amumu: "Why is this kid dressed so strangely?"

"Uh... he must have been deceived by someone, and now his body is cursed..."

I told Skarner my guess, hoping he could see if there was any way to break the curse, but he was just curious and that was it.

And so the three of us returned to Piltover together, taking only two days in total.

Stivan wasn't at the outpost; he had gone to study the Living Outerwear with Heimerdinger, Jace, and others, leaving only the Piltover Guard to guard the area.

Just as I was about to leave, Jiggs and Corki returned, and I could hear their screams from afar:

"Oh, slow down, Corki! I'm about to fall!"

"Don't worry, I'm an ace pilot!"

Amumu paused for a moment when he heard their voices, as if he was thinking about something. After seeing the two of them, he suddenly walked towards them.

However, he hadn't forgotten his Power of Death; after getting closer, he took a few steps back, which puzzled Corki.

"Are you short too? Why are you all bundled up so tightly?"

"You are... Corki?"

"Yes, you know me?"

Amumu suddenly clutched his head, as if some memories were returning, which puzzled Corki even more.

Who are you? What game are you playing?

"Ah... Mumu."

"Amumu?"

Corki stroked his mustache, seemingly not remembering, when Jiggs reminded him:

"Amumu, that crybaby who's always causing trouble."

Although Jiggs deliberately lowered his voice, everyone around him could hear him clearly. It was extremely impolite to say that in front of Amumu.

I never expected that Amumu was also Yordle. Knowing this might solve the mystery surrounding him!

"Don't say that about him. Amumu is cursed; he will die if he touches any living thing."

"What curse? He's inherently a destructive force! That's why nobody wants to be his friend," Jiggs added.

A destructive will? Well, now the truth is finally out.

I thought Amumu was framed with magic, but it turns out he was born this way.

This is so pitiful! Were they born to destroy? How are they supposed to live?

"Isn't there any way to let him interact with other people?"

"No, but it'll be fine in the Yordle world. Hey, you should head back, Amumu!"