lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Two people from the next block also came to this block. They deliberately stayed away from the carpenter's shop to avoid duplication of work.

The owner of the carpentry shop watched the two figures go away, stood there for a while, picked up a piece of material from beside him, and began to carve it with a carving knife.

He keenly smelled a business opportunity.

And even if you can’t sell it, it’s just perfect to give it to relatives and friends to display at home!

The most devout faith often begins with the simplest desire.

Ryan looked up at the sky, and the invisible winds seemed to have clear directions.

It is foreseeable that with the support of more and more believers, Janna's recovery speed will be almost "visible to the naked eye."

But at this moment, part of the wind suddenly changed direction.

Under Ryan's astonished gaze, part of the wind surged towards him and Syndra.

Chapter 418 Shadow Island

What kind of power is the power of faith?

Ryan didn't quite understand it before, and he doesn't quite understand it now.

He only felt that the gentle 'wind' made him feel light-headed, as if his soul was slowly rising.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the feeling when I was in Ionia and accepted the gifts from those "spirits".

But there are many differences. The gift of the 'Spirit' seems to act entirely on the soul.

And the power of faith... Ryan felt that he seemed to have a little perception of those illusory things, just like the "sixth sense" that many people always talk about but can't explain what it is.

He turned and looked at Syndra.

The latter blinked her beautiful eyes and then looked in one direction.

In the countryside east of Piltover, something seemed to be calling them.

"Let's go and find out what's going on."

Ryan took Sindra's hand, and the two of them quickened their pace towards the east of the city.

The eastern part of Piltover is bordered by the Piltover River.

Along the riverbank grew a type of tree that Ryan was very familiar with.

This tree was very famous in the previous life, and it would always cause a round of discussion during certain seasons.

In this magical world, it is still that kind of 'habit'.

When the season changes in early spring, the rich scent of jz will seep out from the white stamens.

When the spring breeze blew, the entire air was immediately filled with an extremely obscure scent.

And this is early spring.

Sindra, who encountered this kind of tree for the first time, widened her eyes and a very cute expression appeared on her cold face.

"This tree..." She hesitated for a moment, then said very seriously: "Stay away from them if you want to."

Ryan tried to suppress his laughter and explained, "It just smells a bit like it."

"Stay away from them then."

"it is good!"

Ryan pulled Sindra away from the trees.

A gentle breeze blew over at this moment, and then slowly condensed into an illusory figure.

The breeze lifted her long hair, and the white hair shone with a gorgeous luster like a gem.

The huge staff held in Janna's hand formed a sharp contrast with her graceful and petite body.

Janna is still Janna, but in order to match Ryan's "propaganda", her image has become more like a scroll.

"What happened to that power of faith just now?"

Ryan asked directly.

He went through so much trouble just to help Cana accumulate more power of faith, but who knew that the other party would directly give him a part of it.

You know, the bearded lady in Guardian Strait was even willing to help Llane overthrow Bilgewater's rule in order to earn more power of faith...

After comparing them, everyone would say that this goddess is really good.

Janna's voice was vague and empty. "I've told many of my followers that without your help, I might never regain consciousness."

"But you need strength more now." Ryan sighed.

Sometimes, 'God' is too simple and kind, which really makes it difficult for people to deal with.

"I need strength, but the world needs you more right now." Janna raised her arms, her slender fingers gently intertwined in the air.

Strands of invisible wind converged nearby, staggered, and then converged again...

Ryan didn't know what Janna was doing at first, but gradually the constantly flowing air currents slowly converged into a complex image.

This image is different from the painting. It looks more obscure and the lines inside are constantly changing.

An extremely obscure message slowly emerged from this complex image. Ryan didn't think he was a master of decryption, but at this moment his brain suddenly became "smarter".

A clear sense of crisis suddenly erupted in his soul.

But this outburst only lasted about a second, and when the complex pattern dissipated, the sense of crisis just now seemed like an illusion.

Ryan looked at Sindra, and from the subtle changes in her expression, he knew that she had also experienced what had just happened.

"What was that just now?"

"Some people call it a prophecy, others a sign, or a sixth sense... But I think it's more like a message from the world, telling us in advance that a crisis may be brewing."

Janna explained slowly.

"This 'we' refers to the 'God' who possesses the power of faith?"

Ryan suddenly understood the logic behind Janna's behavior.

She is not a good-natured "god", but hopes to share messages from the world with herself in this way.

Janna nodded. "Remember when we were in Zaun and I said I had a glimpse of a crisis?"

"Remember, so the crisis is about to break out?"

Lion had originally hoped that the Protoss were the culprit behind the crisis.

But now it seems...it doesn't make sense.

According to the official storyline, at least before the Darkins emerged from their weapons one by one and began a new story, the Protoss still showed their justice and kindness to the outside world.

This kind of disguise always reminds Ryan of the plot in the movie "The Devils", when invaders disguise themselves as well-intentioned visitors, the locals always subconsciously choose to believe the invaders' disguise.

Just like in Noxus and Piltover this time, it’s not that the locals are stupid, but that everyone subconsciously doesn’t want to be invaded. This subconscious deceives their brains and makes them choose to believe those clumsy lies.

"I didn't think this crisis would come so soon, but it is coming..."

Ryan sensed the existence of this crisis through the power of faith given to him by Janna.

As an orthodox god, Janna can receive more "warnings" from this world.

"This world is telling us that an evil force is brewing in a corner beyond our sight. Once it is ready, the entire Valoran continent will be covered by it...

"This is a crisis that could engulf the world, affecting both Piltover and Ionia, but you have the power to stop it."

"Be more specific? Where does this crisis come from?"

"Southwest."

"southwest......"

Ryan looked towards the southwest.

Southwest of Piltover is Bilgewater.

And further southwest from Bilgewater...

......

......

Almost at the same time.

After a busy night in Zaun, Vladimir finally returned to his own backyard.

A figure had been waiting for him by the pool for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Vladimir understood Maura's expression.

"I have found out information about your blood relatives for you."

"Where?" Vladimir's eyes turned cold.

"Shadow Isles!"

Chapter 419: Touched Vladimir

The poor League of Legends designers left holes everywhere, making this huge world look like a piece of garbage that was hastily put together, with a patch here and a big hole there.

It didn’t have much impact on netizens in the previous life, they just complained a few times online.

Some vague pitfalls can actually become opportunities for great masters to show their understanding.

But for Ryan, this designer is really a stunner.

If he could go back again, he would at least write a few songs for the designers.

These people are getting paid but not working properly. What's the difference between them and the Beyblade King?!

The more specific information Janna got wasn't actually that specific; she only knew a general direction.

In the end, the information Ryan obtained from another world was more reliable.

But this reliability is only relative.

He didn't really know much about the Shadow Isles, and he only roughly knew which 'heroes' belonged there.

As for the dilapidated novel that was ridiculed by netizens, Ryan was not sure whether it was referring to his own universe.

After all, since he came here, he has not seen or heard anything about the existence of the Sentinel of Light.

Returned to the manor from outside Piltover.

After enjoying the painters' flattery once again, Ryan found Vladimir in the back garden.

The latter did not immerse himself in the pool, but stood next to a cluster of night flowers that had not yet bloomed, as if thinking about something.

"I have something to tell you."

"I have something to tell you."

The two said in unison after seeing each other.

"Okay, you speak first." Ryan said.

Vladimir first looked at Sindra beside Ryan, and Maura said she had already talked to Sindra.

But he still felt that he had to talk to Ryan about this matter himself, after all, it was his private matter.

"I've found the location of my junior, but I might need you to accompany me."

"Is the location of your junior the Shadow Island?" Ryan said.

"?" Vladimir was stunned for a moment. "She told you everything?"

"She? Who?" Ryan looked at Sindra belatedly.

Recalling Maura's "weirdness" yesterday, he suddenly understood why Sindra worked so hard yesterday.

This is a sign of making good friends in private.

Ryan was happy about this, after all, this was a manifestation of Syndra's further reconciliation with the past.

Lion, who had corrected Syndra's 'evil' behavior last night, suddenly felt that he should interfere less with Syndra's choices.

Although the nobles' habits and playing styles are not very good, if they can make Syndra better, then their sacrifice and cooperation will be worth it!

Sindra didn't know what Ryan was thinking. She nodded and answered on Ryan's behalf: "She said so."

She did say it.