-318- The nature of the game?

In an abandoned house in Basilich—

"Boom!"

A purplish-blue light flashed in the room, followed by a tall, thin figure appearing from the air and landing on the damaged wooden table.

Delicate wrists knocked on the table, and shapely legs pressed against the dusty surface, the flesh squeezed out by the thighs appearing fair against the backdrop of dust.

Wrapped in a purple cloak engraved with arcane runes, underneath was a peculiarly styled bustier, the purple striped ribbon failing to conceal her exquisite figure, revealing a tight abdomen and full bosom.

Raising her head, she revealed a beautiful face, skin translucently white but heavily adorned with makeup, thick eyeshadow and enticing purple lips.

But in just a moment, with a flash of purple light, the face immediately changed, the stunning and glamorous visage disappeared, replaced by an ordinary, even arguably ugly, male face.

The clothes on the body also changed accordingly, switching to ordinary male linen.

"Damn it."

"Elise hasn't cleaned up this place?" LeBlanc stood up from the table, running her hand through her hair, feeling a hint of trouble.

Linwin Lorant...

To be honest, LeBlanc didn't want to make an enemy of him right now, because she didn't have the time to erect enemies. She had just dealt with Swain not long ago.

In recent years, the Shadow Isles' black mist had spread over the seas, and even during Harrowing, the locals of Basilich could hear the wailing of ghosts from across the sea.

LeBlanc was well aware of this. He was coming back.

Although Elise could travel between the two places seamlessly on the Shadow Isles, the fact that Mordekaiser's skull was preserved too well meant that, in the decades that Elise had been bringing cursed items back to LeBlanc, she had not brought back the stolen skull.

One Swain had already caused LeBlanc trouble for a while, and now that he had finally been dealt with, she wanted to focus on dealing with Mordekaiser, and then Linwin Lorant showed up!

And the weirdest thing was, he could see through her disguise?

LeBlanc had hidden for millennia, and no one had ever seen through her true identity, which made her confident in her abilities. But now... she had been exposed!

Exposed by someone who wasn't even a fraction of her age!

"How did he do it? Was he guided by the god of wind, or is this just an accident?" LeBlanc thought headache-inducingly.

Linwin Lorant wasn't actually a big problem, but his appearance at this time was troublesome.

Just dealing with Mordekaiser alone made LeBlanc fearful. She knew the fate of those who betrayed him. She knew that the first thing Mordekaiser would do upon returning with his army to the continent of Valoran was to kill all those who had betrayed him and turn their skulls into beautiful and delicate cups!

LeBlanc didn't want to be turned into a cup, even though she had used human heads as cups and stolen treasures from Mordekaiser.

As she was thinking, LeBlanc suddenly raised her hand, and a light purple rune shimmered in the rough palm of this body.

"."

LeBlanc bit her fingertip, then dripped the fresh blood onto the light purple rune in her palm.

"Madam, are you alright?"

It was Elise's voice.

At this moment, the humanoid Elise was hiding deep in the cave, even hesitating whether to return to the palace or not.

Because her spider web could sense that the man had already disappeared.

"Why did you use a magic array to communicate?"

"Huh?" Elise didn't expect LeBlanc to say such a thing.

"Isn't a Hextech phone convenient enough? And I don't need to waste magic by biting my own finger." LeBlanc said.

Elise: "."

She was too anxious to escape and forgot about it!

Her Hextech phone was left in the palace.

Seeing Elise stumbling and not speaking, LeBlanc said:

"Forget it, have you escaped now?"

"I have escaped, madam. He didn't come looking for me. As soon as you disappeared, he flew away immediately." Elise immediately said.

LeBlanc sat on the dusty table, elegantly crossing her long legs and resting her elbows on her knees, her graceful gaze fixed on the rune in her palm.

This should have been a very beautiful scene if she had made this gesture with the appearance she had just appeared in this house with.

After all, the appearance LeBlanc was currently using made this action really disgusting.

Standing at a height of over six feet, with a face that was less than appealing, and two thick legs supporting him. He then bent over to strike a feminine pose.

"The plan remains unchanged. Take the offering to the Shadow Isles. This time, I hope you bring me good news!"

LeBlanc emphasized her words heavily.

Elise understood why. She had inadvertently learned the significance of the name "LeBlanc". Though she had learned it involuntarily, Elise knew that if she couldn't provide LeBlanc with a satisfactory answer, she, a member of the Black Rose who had followed LeBlanc for hundreds of years, would be expelled.

Waiting for Elise undoubtedly was LeBlanc's insane retaliation, even though she had the protection of the Spider God.

"I understand, but madam, are you really okay?" Elise asked.

"Heh, it's just an accident," LeBlanc chuckled, then continued, "There won't be a next time. He won't find me again."

Elise nodded. Just as she was about to flatter LeBlanc, her ears twitched, and she heard a strange sound.

Was that the sound of wind howling?

"LeBlanc!"

A man's voice rang out, not LeBlanc's voice.

Elise recognized it.

Then, accompanied by the low, hoarse voice of Pale Sorceress, "Lorant, how did you find me?"

"I have my ways, LeBlanc. Let's talk."

"There won't be a next time, Lorant. This time, I will teleport further." LeBlanc interrupted Linwin Lorant.

Then, Elise couldn't hear the voices anymore.

Opening her hand, above the black carapace of her palm, the rune had lost its light.

LeBlanc had withdrawn her magic.

Elise silently raised her head, feeling as if the position of Pale Sorceress in her heart had been shaken.

That woman, whom Elise feared and respected, had made a serious mistake for the second time in hundreds of years.

---

"Ran away again?"

Linwin furrowed his brows. He had just exerted almost all his strength in using wind magic, restricting the range to the abandoned shack, knowing full well that if he exerted his full power and harmed the locals of Basilich, he would be in trouble with Swain.

Yet, even with his full power, LeBlanc still escaped effortlessly.

But in that moment, Linwin also saw LeBlanc's true face.

Very similar to the original artwork, she was an extremely beautiful woman.

It's just that the eyeshadow was a bit too thick, making it look like panda eyes at first glance.

---

Two days later, at the residence of a minor noble in Ironspike Mountains.

An unexpected guest appeared abruptly above the noble's estate.

"LeBlanc, come out!"

In the room, a woman was sipping tea and listening to her subordinates reporting information, when she suddenly froze.

She quickly walked to the balcony and saw a young man wearing a white mask, standing with his hands behind his back, flying in the sky and staring quietly below.

"Linwin Lorant!"

Accompanied by a low growl, the red-haired chubby woman reached out her hand, sending two snake-like golden chains towards the sky, while a strange staff appeared in her chubby hand.

"—!"

With a punch and a palm, Linwin easily broke LeBlanc's chains.

In terms of magical power, even Swain was stronger than LeBlanc by several levels!

Not to mention that what LeBlanc cast was just a controlling magic.

Against Illusion Chains, no magic was needed. Linwin could break them with just his physical body.

"Okay then, try to find me again!" the red-haired woman sneered.

In the next moment, mist rose on the balcony.

In an instant, dozens of figures scattered in all directions.

Linwin looked in astonishment, seeing on his status bar that each of them was LeBlanc.

Could LeBlanc's illusion magic really be tangible?

Was this her Smoke and Mirrors?

"I look forward to you finding me again!" LeBlanc left a sentence.

Linwin hurriedly used magic, countless wind blades probing, but those trapped figures turned into petals or splashes of water.

In terms of escape and concealment, LeBlanc's abilities were unrivaled!

---

October 4th, in a small village in the Dalamor Plains.

The village was not large, with less than a hundred households, a small mountain village relying on surrounding minerals for survival.

And at this moment, a figure appeared above the village.

Accompanied by a call:

"LeBlanc, come out."

"Whoosh!"

The answer to this young man wearing a white mask was a pile of terrifying arcane magic.

And the scent of a pleasant fragrance dissipating.

---

A few days later, in the rugged mountains of Tokogol Valley, which remained Noxian territory but was still a no-man's land.

Today, a powerful mage flew above several wyverns, calling out to a cave below:

"LeBlanc!"

Soon, a seductive female voice emanated from the cave, carrying a mixture of confusion and a hint of anger: "I have already cleared the magical trace you put on me, so why can you still find me?"

The man in the sky grinned upon hearing this.

Clearing magical traces?

This wasn't tracking magic or curse magic.

This was a one-sided blessing!

By the way, Janna's trick was really effective.

Could it be said that the blessings bestowed by deities were indeed one-sided, something that even humans couldn't dispel?

LeBlanc was truly formidable. Linwin's Wind Blessing placed on her consumed a lot of his magic power, although it was just a small blessing compared to Janna's, it was still significant.

The purpose of this blessing was to make LeBlanc more favored by the element of wind, deepening her understanding of wind magic, which was absolutely beneficial.

Therefore, LeBlanc could detect Linwin continuously finding her because of the magical aura, and she thought of a way to remove it, which was really impressive.

But, oh, LeBlanc was just addressing the symptoms, not the root cause.

This mark had been on LeBlanc for too many days. Even if it was removed now, LeBlanc had already been blessed by the wind element!

All the winds in the world would listen to Janna, and Janna would listen to Linwin!

So just a slight perception, and the wind element would guide Linwin!

"Damn it!"

"Stop running already. Can't we sit down and have a good chat?"

Watching LeBlanc disappear again, Linwin sighed helplessly.

The deal he made with Swain wasn't to deal with LeBlanc, but to entangle her.

But now, whenever LeBlanc saw Linwin, she would run away!

It's like... she's not convinced?

Closing his eyes, Linwin once again felt the information carried by the wind.

Linwin chased after her again.

But LeBlanc was teleporting, while Linwin was flying.

In the end, LeBlanc's speed was much faster than Linwin's.

---

A few days later, on the icy mountain.

"LeBla-!"

"Fuck off!!!"

Unconsciously, the nature of the game seemed to have changed?