Late Return

With Karya around, waking Renekton up wasn't difficult.

The subsequent elemental transformation was also something that could be handled through a mature process.

The only problem was that the process would take a very long time.

Unfortunately, only Karya could handle it. Left with no choice, his return to Demacia was delayed once again.

He couldn't exactly just watch Renekton go berserk here, could he?

Waking Renekton up wasn't difficult.

All he had to do was pull him into Karya's Little Classroom—a place that could isolate the influence of the Void and thereby awaken Renekton.

Even if the awakening failed, Renekton could at least maintain his sanity inside the little world.

Karya had already confirmed this with Aatrox during the Battle of Tobicia.

And now, the same thing worked on Renekton.

Although Karya's little world was tiny, even a sparrow had all its vital organs. It was still an "incomplete demiplane." Before the power of the Void had eroded the spatial laws of this demiplane, Karya could still expel it.

When Karya pulled Renekton into his little world, Renekton's expression immediately went blank. He hadn't even figured out what was happening yet.

"Ah, Teacher Karya, you really are the Death God." Renekton looked as if he had expected this all along. "Have you come to take me away?"

"Take you away?" Karya's blood pressure shot up. "Take you away, my ass. You've been corrupted by the Void, and you haven't even noticed?"

"Huh?" Renekton froze for a moment before finally reacting. "I'm not dead?"

"Ascended don't die that easily." Karya snorted. "Still, judging by how you are now, the problem shouldn't be too serious."

"Then what exactly is wrong with me?" Renekton still didn't seem to understand his situation. "I was only looking for a way to reconstruct the Ascension