Chapter 465 The Great Desolate Star Falls!

Mount Targon is located at the western end of the Shurima continent, an uninhabited land far away from civilization.

It is on the top of the world in Runeterra, bathed in the scorching sun all year round, overlooking the mountains below.

Many legends and stories about this planet originate from this mysterious mountain, and it also attracts a steady stream of dreamers, explorers and madmen.

Or they are pursuing glory and the desire deep in their souls to be supreme, or they are trying to receive wisdom and enlightenment, or they are hoping to see the true face of the legendary giant god and star spirit.

Even though most people will die on the way to climb the giant mountain, they still enjoy it.

And among those who come back, some will always be confused or have empty eyes, no longer pursuing anything in the world.

The other part will be changed beyond recognition, and will be chosen by the gods in the heavens as their agents in the human world, gaining supreme astral power to travel on a supreme mission that is difficult for mortals to understand.

At the top of the main peak of Mount Targon, a giant arch made of unknown materials shone brilliantly. An orange-red light beam connected the door vertically upwards, directly into the universe.

On the altar of the divine peak, a man with a bare upper body and majestic muscles, a helmet with burning stars on his head, wearing a blue cape with stars all over it, looking up at the sky with a spear and a strong shield.

The war protoss is also recorded in legends as the god of the constellation Pantheon, known as the King of War.

"Arbiter." The man's voice was strong and thick, but it carried a sense of oppression as if the world was collapsing.

Following His order, the originally stationary stars suddenly began to shift.

Immediately afterwards, as the environment around the arch of the divine peak was covered with purple-blue light like twilight, an astral being whose whole body was made of purple-blue starry sky crystals and holding a staff manifested his true body dozens of meters high.

Those are not stars in the sky at all, but guardians created by the Titan Star Spirit and sent to the top of Titan Peak to give the final test to mortals.

He could barely distinguish the single eye and the mouth as the face moved downwards. When he noticed the man standing on the ground, the Arbiter immediately knelt down on one leg, placed his right hand that was not holding the staff on his chest, and lowered his head.

"When will there be news from the Twilight Stars again?"

Flames hotter than the sun flickered in the gaps in Panson's helmet. He pointed the star-penetrating spear in his hand at the guardian in front of him, inheriting the first host of the war protoss. The arrogance in his tone was undisguised.

The Arbiter remained silent and did not speak. Panson snorted coldly, spun the spear in his hand, and hit the star iron altar at his feet with the spiked end.

Under the blessing of the spark, a hollow mark was burned on the ground.

"I really don't know why He didn't just take the body of this naughty ant!"

Pan Sen was in a bad mood.

Last time Zoe brought back bad news, saying that the soothsayer in the starry sky predicted the future of the destruction of the war constellation, and the root cause was Runeterra.

But the war constellation is the war star Pantheon himself. Doesn't this mean that he himself will fall because of such a small planet?

As the most powerful among many constellations, Pan Sen's combat effectiveness is doubted by Mu Yong.

Even though he is aloof and arrogant and can't get along with other star spirits, no one dares to provoke this most powerful guy.

The natives on a planet can destroy the constellations in the sky. To Pan Sen, it is simply ridiculous.

In his own opinion, even if the soul from another universe that the host of the Twilight Celestial Spirit is interested in develops the technology to fly out of the planet, he can't even do anything about the sun, so how can he affect the constellations?

In anger, he ordered Zoe to return to the heaven to find the soothsayer, so that the diviner could once again predict her future to see if the body he had occupied for more than decades was about to perish.

However, this time after leaving Runeterra, Zoe, who has never liked to follow the rules, did not know where she would go to play, forgetting her mission.

Although the Star Spirits are eternal existences, the time for the destruction of the War Constellation has arrived. Pan Sen, whose anger is becoming increasingly uncontrollable, is ready to go to the soothsayer to settle the score.

The protoss is indifferent and cannot be judged by human moral standards, but this does not mean that there is no struggle between them.

The radical faction headed by the War Protoss and the Twilight Protoss do not have a good relationship with the conservative faction headed by the Guardian Protoss and Traveler Protoss. This is a neutral faction that never participates in human struggles.

The War Celestials and the Twilight Celestials have been guiding mankind since the birth of mankind. Quite a few mortal disputes and the initial beliefs of mortals have the shadow of these two Celestials.

In addition to their most radical performance in participating in the Darkin War, they also manipulated the humans on this land to present a crown with an astral curse to the great Starcaster Dragon King in order to steal Aurelion Thor's knowledge and knowledge. power, and sealed it and imprisoned it not far from Runeterra, just where the planet can be seen.

Pan Sen looked directly at the peak arbiter in front of him, thought for a moment, and then asked another question: "The traveler protoss has selected a human host, and the guardian protoss has also chosen its own candidate. Do you know who the other party is?"

The guardian's head hung lower, and he uttered a series of "noises" that were not in the language of Runeterra. Only beings born in the star world could understand.

"The person chosen by the Guardian Protoss is in Demacia, and his fate has already been arranged."

Pan Sen laughed without any warmth, "As a giant, but he demands himself according to the standards of a mortal. He is indeed my compatriot."

There was a hint of ridicule in his words, and he obviously looked down upon the guardian protoss who always liked to confront him.

Mere mortal ants can only follow the guidance of gods and have no wisdom at all.

For them, they should rule with a strong hand. This is the path that Pan Sen has always believed in.

Just like the owner of the body that climbed Mount Targon, just because Pan Sen felt that he was too weak to inherit spiritual power and complete his mission, Pan Sen sealed his consciousness and took control of his body.

At Pan Sen's signal, the Arbiter's body gradually turned transparent, and the trajectory of the stars moved and reintegrated into the eternal stars.

Immediately afterwards, the power from the star realm surged out of Pantheon's body, lifting his body into the sky quickly until he flew out of Runeterra and was able to take the entire planet into his sight.

He first looked towards the direction of the continent of Valoran and saw the mechanical satellites floating in the planet's orbit, and then looked towards the north pole, where some kind of large mechanical space was being built.

It seems to be the work of the human ant that the host of the Twilight Stars values ​​​​again.

Pan Sen sneered, not caring about these things at all.

If the Twilight Star hadn't said that everything was settled by Zoe, he wouldn't even pay attention to that guy from another world.

Even though he might be of great help in the final void war.

As Pan Sen's sight shifted, the earth shrank to a ruler, and no matter how far the distance was, it was not a distance at all to him.

Now that thousands of years have passed, most of the darkspawn have been discovered by humans, and many have even broken through the seal imposed on them by the Twilight Stars with the help of Chalikar.

The main reason why He took this human body was to defeat those dark descendants who used blood magic to reshape their bodies and cause trouble to the world again.

In the past few decades, He had used this body to beat many dark descendants back into weapons and return them to their sealed places.

However, a vague smell of blood floated into Panson's range of perception. A stronger light bloomed under his helmet, and his eyes suddenly turned to look at the foot of Mount Targon.

There, there was a guy who was all red, holding a huge sword, with devil-like black sharp horns on his head, and rotten scarlet wings on his back.

He is driving a group of herdsmen to Mount Targon, seemingly wanting to climb this majestic peak that reaches into the sky.

How dare a mere dark descendant touch the sacred giant peak? !

Pantheon's chest burned with raging anger.

He poured astral magic into the Star-piercing Spear, clenched the spear in his left hand in a throwing posture, and then threw it violently towards the dark descendants who came to the foot of Mount Targon.

Like a fallen meteorite penetrating through the atmosphere and space, the entire gun body was bathed in the astral flames, reaching the darkling's eyes in just the blink of an eye.

The dark descendant's eyes widened, and the giant sword in his hand lay in front of him. The moment the blade of the sword came into contact with the star, an explosion of energy impact swept through the surrounding area, and the white energy light annihilated everything.

The earth trembled and collapsed, and the mountains collapsed, just like a doomsday scene.

Panson, who was still in the starry sky, narrowed his eyes and could still feel the aura of the dark descendant, which proved that the opponent did not die because of his attack.

He snorted disdainfully, holding his shielded right arm in front of him. Astral power poured in, and his body fell rapidly. The flames burning through the atmosphere could not affect him at all, and his speed was not much slower than the star-penetrating spear.

This is Panson's usual stunt in Runeterra - the Great Desolate Starfall!

"Pantheon!" The Dark One who rushed out from the aftermath of the explosion let out a heart-rending, deafening roar, "Betrayer, evil demon!"

With a sound of heavy metal tearing, a roar that could shock the soul, the darkling's broken wings that were originally stretched suddenly spread to both sides. Together with the big sword in his hand, his body also surged several meters in an instant.

Immediately after, the dark descendant raised his hands with both hands, the core and the blade of the sword were like a beating heartbeat, gathered the deadly sword energy, and thrust forward suddenly.

The Holy Shield of Divine Blessing collided with the God-killing Blade, and energy that destroyed the world once again burst out.

The ground sank a few meters downward again, and Pantheon and the Dark One were forced to separate due to the burst of energy, and were several kilometers apart.

"Aatrox, the once proud god, has ended up in such a dirty and ugly end, so sad."

Pantheon's sacred voice contained magical power that affected the mind, but this was nothing to the dark descendant opposite.

"Humph hahaha..." Aatrox straightened up from his half-kneeled state, pulled the giant sword out of the ground, and laughed loudly.

"Pan Sen, the great Pan Sen! Watch carefully when I turn into a weapon, watch carefully...your destruction!"