lol: Bind Syndra at the start

She initially thought she could paint again in half an hour, so she mixed the paint.

Later I thought two hours was the limit. After all, people need to eat and drink, and even animals cannot work for two hours in a row.

And now she was numb, poor Maura finally realized that this was a magical world and that both people in it had magic.

But just as she turned around to find a room to sleep, the door suddenly opened.

The dark purple energy dissipated silently, as if they had done something bad in secret and were afraid of being caught and tortured.

Ryan walked out of the studio, and the pitch-black sky made him feel as if he was in another world.

After discovering Maura, he adjusted his mood.

Dark magic blocked everything, and he believed the woman had no idea what was going on inside.

"We discussed some important matters."

Ryan said to Maura seriously.

"Ah? How serious is it?" The woman, who was suddenly stunned, answered subconsciously.

"You won't understand even if I tell you, so go in and draw!"

Ryan quickened his pace and quickly disappeared into the night.

Maura walked into the studio through the open door. The air inside was indeed clean, as if they had been talking about serious things.

But when she moved her gaze to Sindra's cheek, the blush that had not yet faded and the waves in her eyes made her instantly find the "humanity" that had been missing from Sindra before.

"Let's start painting now!"

Maura immediately drove away the random thoughts in her mind.

To ensure that there are no accidents in this creation.

She put a do not disturb note on the door before she started painting.

......

At the same time, Ryan, who had devoted his life to art, walked around the empty manor.

Vladimir hasn't returned yet, which means he might have already started researching.

Besides, he was going to Zaun soon, and he was too lazy to bother this "old man" with all the hassles.

The night flowers blooming with bright light swayed in the garden, exuding a peaceful atmosphere, as if invisible hands were soothing Ryan's fatigue.

It would be a lie to say I'm not tired.

But men can't say they can't do it.

A sigh came out of Ryan's mouth. He found that Sindra was becoming more and more "evil".

I don’t know where such a simple and lonely woman learned so many evil techniques!

She even came up with some new tricks with bondage. She used to tie him up for fun, but now she starts doing it to herself!

Thinking of 'binding', a 'suspect' suddenly appeared in Ryan's mind.

It is known that he can communicate with the tree thief through darkness;

It is also known that Syndra can also control darkness.

So... is it possible that Syndra can also communicate with the tree thief!?

Ryan knew the tree traitor too well, and he wasn't a proper tree at all.

He's proficient in everything from bondage to whipping, and has been staying in Zaun recently.

What is Zaun? A well-known crime-ridden area.

There were more red-light districts there than the mahjong parlors and internet cafes Ryan had seen in his previous life combined. Ryan didn't dare to imagine what a naturally evil traitor could learn in such a place.

As for what Syndra could learn from Shujian... he no longer needed to think about it, as he had just experienced it all.

Ryan raised his head and looked towards the studio, where a dim orange light was on.

After hesitating for a while, he finally gave up the idea of ​​catching Shujian back.

He was a little tired, but in order to help Shujian grow and Sindra's hobby, he finally chose to endure it silently.

At this moment, a faint golden light suddenly appeared. It was like a half-bloomed firework. The bright sparks had just burst out and had not yet started to splash out when they suddenly got stuck.

Fortunately, Ryan, who noticed something was wrong, came to help.

The gloomy darkness pulled out a figure from the sloppy fireworks.

Mel rolled around in the grass in embarrassment, and when she stood up, Ryan noticed a subtle change.

An extremely subtle rose-shaped embroidery appeared at the end of Mel's dress.

"You've joined?"

"Yes, they taught me this magic, saying it can be used to speed up the journey, but it seems that I thought magic was too simple..." Mel was a little scared.

"You really think too simply. If I didn't help you, you might be able to get out half of it now." Ryan looked at Mel strangely. He felt that the black rose might really have some magic.

And this kind of magic specifically eats people's brains.

Mel noticed the look in Ryan's eyes and explained, "I used it hastily because the nobles were watching too closely. We had to move the Hextech core out before they surrounded the lab."

Thrall's family moved quickly, putting almost everything they had on this one fight.

Their actions undoubtedly caused panic. After all, the Qilaman family had been established for a long time, and many of their crimes could implicate other nobles.

Most nobles choose to come to Jace to make peace, hoping to use other things in exchange for Jace's forgiveness, or try to handle it as low-key as possible.

A small number of people took a more radical approach. They stood against the Thrall family and Jayce, trying to suppress this "evil trend".

This chaotic battle will continue for some time, but not many people will pay attention to Raman and their 'helpers'.

This can be seen from the fact that most nobles chose to make peace with Jace.

"Let's go then."

Ryan raised his hand and summoned darkness.

Dark purple energy obscured the two of them, and then transformed into an even more illusory existence.

If used to deal with ordinary people who cannot perceive magic, darkness can easily achieve the effect of Senna's e, and this concealment can also isolate sound.

"Are the people from the Black Rose still in Piltover?" Ryan asked casually.

He has roughly taken control of the situation, but Black Rose always gives him more surprises.

"Still..." Mel was silent for a moment, then he said, "I used Hextech to exchange for their help, and they promised to find a way to deal with Anbesa for me."

"They deal with Ambesa?"

Ryan recalled some not-so-good images.

In the original novel, there was also an assassin who tried to kill Anbesa, but the other party had the "Demon Breaker".

"I suggest you let them give up this idea." Ryan reminded; "Anbesa has a piece of equipment that can restrain magic."

"?"

Mel was stunned for a moment, "But she's already set off."

"she?"

"Ms. White Rose."

Ryan looked in the direction of the Noxus office. "How long has she been gone?"

"About two or three hours."

"......" Ryan lowered his head silently, "It should be too late."

Chapter 395 Black Rose Killer

Is Ryan worried about the Black Rose killer?

Worried, but not much.

After all, the Black Rose has been developing for hundreds of years, and it is impossible to count how many people those crazy witches have trained during this process.

The high-risk profession of killer is regarded as a consumable in the eyes of the superiors in this world.

He is indeed kinder than most people in this world, and he will definitely save someone if he meets him.

But if you don’t meet him... people are dying every minute in this world, and if you really want to be a saint, you won’t be able to do anything.

As for why not just push back Anbesa's army?

Ryan doesn't think of himself as Long Aotian, nor does he think that without the "supervision" of the Ionian Spirit, he can do whatever he wants without any rules.

According to the level of dark magic, to be honest, there are not many people in this world who can defeat him and Syndra together.

But even powerful beings like the Void, the Darkin, and the Protoss cannot do whatever they want in this world. If one really wants to walk around this continent at will, there is no telling when some 'protagonist' born to meet the calamity will come and chop him down.

As a normal person, you need to do whatever you want within the rules, instead of just going along with whatever you see.

This is true in Ionia and it is true in Piltover.

Ryan enveloped Mel in darkness and walked towards Jace's lab.

A little earlier, the moonlight, which had not yet been covered by clouds, illuminated a certain location in the city of Piltover.

The Noxian office in Piltover is surrounded by a vast expanse of empty ground.

No Piltover man or family wanted to have a Noxian neighbor.

As for the vendors... they don't want their customers to be all those rude and barbaric Noxians. There have always been rumors about them in the streets. It is said that this group of people don't pay for their meals and often beat up the shop owners.

This rumor is said to have come from a Demacian. No one doubts that this Demacian would deliberately discredit the Noxians. After all, how could saying that a sewer is smelly be considered a false accusation?

In short, Noxus' good reputation allows them to own a large area of ​​their own in the crowded Piltover, but it is obvious that they are not satisfied with this.

In the brightly lit hall, a large group of people were working at their desks analyzing things. They were all elite soldiers that Anbesa had transferred from the Midalda family in Noxus.

After her defeat in the square, Anbesa did not choose to lie dormant.

Noxians don't believe in the nonsense that revenge is never too late. Anyone who takes more than a year to take revenge will be ridiculed as a Nof by those around them.

As the iron-blooded wolf mother of Noxus, Anbesa's revenge will not take more than seven days!

The lively discussions in the hall all revolved around one topic: how to launch a war against the city-state.

These Noxian elites need to discuss two plans, one is to invade Piltover and the other is to invade Zaun.

As for a full-scale invasion... not even the Noxians are that crazy.

They had seen too many forces like Piltover and Zaun, and a full invasion would only bridge the rift between the two city-states and allow them to unite against Noxus.

Therefore, the elite only need to list the advantages and disadvantages of the two options, and the final decision maker... is lying in the next room enjoying the latest dessert.

And in some inconspicuous corner.

The figure that Ryan regarded as 'consumable' emerged like a shadow.

Just as Ryan guessed, the members of the Black Rose all have their own 'job types'.

Ms. White Rose was not a killer, but after she delivered the message, a hand quietly intercepted it.

Amber eyes lit up in the night. This clone of the silly beauty had similar cheeks to the one in Ionia, but the hair color and dress were completely different.

Her silver hair was covered by the black stealth suit. Leblanc felt that she was extremely smart. Although she lost a clone last time in Ionia, she had no shortage of clones.

What matters is whether losing an identity can be exchanged for information!

The information she obtained was that Lion seemed to have a special liking for silver-haired women. Both Riven, who was sent to Ionia to die by her, and the woman who controlled the darkness had silver hair.

Therefore, when they met again this time, she deliberately made her clone show silver hair.

And she will give Ryan an unexpected gift!

She quietly bypassed the backs of the Noxians, and when she approached the innermost gate, the unbearable sound made Leblanc frown.

Leblanc's aesthetic preferences can be seen from the images of the Black Rose members. She has always been dissatisfied with Anbesa's barbarity and rudeness.

But before, Anbesa was an obedient chess piece, and she could turn a blind eye to her vulgar behavior, but this chess piece had long lost all its "cuteness" and turned into a barbarian that she hated.

The golden magic made the door lock lose its shape, and Leblanc's assassination was not as stealthy as the killer's.

She grew up brightly and pushed open the door of Anbesa's bedroom, and a complex pattern shining with golden light condensed in her hands.

The sudden light and the intruder made Anbesa, who was lying on the bed, pause for a moment, and then the instincts she had developed over countless years of fighting in wars made her respond immediately.