Long-Distance Sorcery

The Twilight Spirit could casually create voids connecting different locations, but the stability of space imposed limits. Once the distance between the two ends of a void grew too great, he couldn't travel through it himself. That was the case now: his true body was in Pinara City, while the void connected to Rizos. Under these circumstances, the Twilight Spirit couldn't teleport through it.

Of course, that didn't stop him from observing Rizos through the void.

After several adjustments, the Twilight Spirit found a good vantage point overlooking the city. He watched Rizos, which had been placed entirely under military control, like a middle-aged man returning from a business trip and checking on the fish tank he hadn't tended in a while.

"Same old tricks, just as expected." His gaze swept over the barracks, the residential areas, the distant city walls, and the busy harbor. The Twilight Spirit pursed his lips with an inscrutable expression. "Going to all that trouble to mold a bunch of mortals into one."

Though he said that, the Solar Sect's Rah-Hok warriors and the Moon Sect's Lunar Legion had both used the same approach when they were formed: molding mortals into a cohesive whole.

The Twilight Great God's true body hadn't entered Runeterra, and the power an Aspect could bear was inherently limited. Even if Jarvan IV's body was in good shape, it still couldn't withstand the full power of a Great God. To break apart the mortals Karya had once again molded together, the Twilight Spirit would have to use his head.

"In the past, I could never understand how you always managed to rally those feeble mortals." Watching Rizos run like clockwork, the Twilight Spirit finally smiled. "But thanks for sending Tahm over. Now I understand."

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