The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

The next day, the weather was overcast.

The climate of the entire Shuangcheng looks extremely dark, making people feel sleepy and feeling somewhat depressed.

The two cities share the same estuary position, the sea breeze blows recklessly, and the turbulent waves cover each other.

Even in such bad weather, there are still hundreds of thousands of merchant ships coming and going.

Among the hundreds of merchant ships, there is a special pair of large and small ships.

Next to an ordinary merchant ship, there was a huge pleasure boat with the family crest of the Myrdalda family engraved on it.

"I didn't expect that I could wait for two Picheng councillors today."

Sirco sat in the cabin of the merchant ship, as if he could not feel the violent shaking of the hull. He held his chin and stared at a man and a woman who came in.

The gentleman who came in was Jace, a burly man with a hammer, and the lady was Mel, who was like a bird.

Jace tightened the hammer in his hand, with a serious face, and took two steps forward:

"Silco, we heard what happened in Zaun yesterday, and we know your purpose."

"Then what are you doing here?" Hilko glanced at the two of them, "You should be in Stillwater Prison."

"Violence cannot solve the problem, and the problem of our twin cities should not be solved with violence."

Jace's tall body stood in front of Shirko, looking down at Shirko who was sitting. He was condescending, but his heart was very nervous.

"You should ask your old friend about the Twin Cities. I have only one appeal." Sirco calmly said.

"You should know that it's impossible to let Jinx go."

Jace resisted his anger and said forcefully:

"She has to pay for her actions."

"Then we don't have to talk?"

Hirko's face was calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised by this result.

In the face of the two who were about to break down, Mel smothered the field:

"Okay, gentlemen. We're here to solve the problem. Let's take a step back."

She turned her gaze to Sirco and persuaded:

"You should know that we have announced the date of execution. You often make troubles like this, and we are also under pressure. We must satisfy the public."

"That's your business. If you don't satisfy me, they will be even more dissatisfied." Hilko said lightly.

"Now that Piltover's defense system has been upgraded, it's not so easy to break through. You broke with Viktor, and if you want to return to Zaun, there is not much energy to spend there. What's more, if you want to return to Zuun Ann, we can help you." Mel tentatively said.

Her words silenced Shirko. Seeing this, Mel was relieved, knowing that today's affairs are mostly done.

Sure enough, not long after she heard Silko calmly say:

"I have a suggestion."

Jace and Mel looked at each other, pulled away the chair opposite Silko, and sat down.

After about half an hour, Mel and Jace left by boat contentedly.

Shirko stayed alone in the ordinary merchant ship, looking in the direction of Zaun, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

The show is about to kick off.

......

The basement of the embassy.

Orianna had a serene face, her knees together, and she sat like an elegant lady.

She stared at herself in the mirror tightly, showing a sweet smile, as if she wanted to record this picture in her mind forever.

"Sister Orianna, do you still remember your dream?"

Seraphine's eyes flashed with worry, and she couldn't help but speak out.

Orianna looked at Sarophanie, pointed to her chest, and smiled unusually tender:

"Sarah, I also want to accompany you and Mr. Ryan to travel to every place in Rune Continent. Step into the desert of Shurima, visit the immortal fortress of Noxus, feel the ice of the Freljord, go to Ionia listens to the singing of nature, and I have so much more to do."

Listening to the other party's words, Sarophanie forcibly held back the tears in her eyes, forced a smile, and nodded heavily:

"Sister Orianna, you will definitely succeed. After today, I still want to hear your soul sing passionate songs!"

Seraphine held back her emotions, stepped aside, and quietly looked at Orianna and Ryan who were preparing.

Today, Orianna is going to hold a machine ascension ceremony. The success rate of her becoming a hero is almost 100%, but whether the soul can retain all the emotions, not even Ryan can guarantee.

Normally speaking, the smaller and smaller the soul, the more emotion it loses after being separated from the body. Even extremely powerful undead will lose some of their emotions and only retain their own obsessions.

So in response to this situation, Orianna proposed a new concept:

Take flesh and blood as a mold, and mold the body of a machine.

"The body of a living being is mysterious, and we know very little about it. Are you ready? Orianna."

Ryan was holding a soulless lamp in his hand, with a deep green candle burning in it, which made the viewer's soul tremble.

Orianna stood up and bowed slightly in his direction:

"Without the first person to take that step, we'll never know if the path leads to the light. Every step in my future is a brand new path that will keep me fresh all the time." She smiled, As if all preparations were made.

"I wish you success!"

After Ryan's words of blessing, an incomparably tyrannical magic field burst out from his body.

One after another runes were strung in the air, and the blue magic light shone brightly, illuminating the interior.

In an instant, the blue rune light penetrated the wall and expanded outward layer by layer, wrapping the entire embassy in it.

Teams of Noxian soldiers poured out of the embassy, ​​wearing battle armor, guarding every corner of the embassy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with swords and axes in their hands, standing upright.

"Orianna, you chose the most painful way of transformation. I can only provide you with the best materials I can find."

Ryan stretched out his hand, and a large mass of silver-white iron fell into his hand:

"Mythril steel, also known as Demacian steel and rune steel. It is difficult for magic to break it, but because it is born from runes, only runes can imprint it on it."

His fingers sketched in the void, and simple and powerful runes appeared, slowly infiltrating into the mithril steel.

Immediately afterwards, Ryan's hand loosened slightly.

The Mithril Steel disintegrated from the air, turning into tiny chunks and flying towards Orianna.

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A piece of mithril steel sank into Orianna's body, causing the smile on her face to freeze, but instead of exclaiming because of the pain in her body, she shook her head at Ryan, indicating that she was fine.

More mithril steel disintegrated under the rune inscription of the dragon and snake in Ryan's pen, and merged into her body.

During this period, more other materials appeared in Ryan's hands. After he engraved the runes, they entered Orianna's body together with mithril steel.

Today's ceremony, all designed by Orianna alone, Ryan only participated in the casting part.

After incorporating Viktor's research, Orianna devised an almost insane solution for herself.

With the soul as the cornerstone, flesh and blood as the mold, Hex's heart and machine lungs as the energy source, and the body as the furnace.

In the process of fusing the materials, use your own will to precisely control the materials and fuse them into every inch and every millimeter of the body, perfectly remodeling the new body according to your own imagination.

A real clockwork demon, flesh, soul, machinery, and will work together to create a new evolution.