The spiritual realm is a magical place.
It is opposite to the material realm, inseparable and mutually influential, and any mistake may lead to irreversible consequences.
For example, the Curse of Ruin once broke the balance between the material and spiritual realms, turning the Blessed Isles into the Shadow Isles.
Or perhaps Noxus once used alchemical fire bombs on Ionia, destroying the material realm and causing the spirits in the spiritual realm to become violent and corrupt, threatening the survival of the Ionians.
The spiritual realm is never just one place; it refers to all the "magical worlds" that are opposed to the material realm.
Whether it is the Yodel people's Bandle City, or the fantasy wonderland that can only be entered with the guidance of elves, or even the realm of the dead, they are all part of the spiritual realm.
Moreover, in Runeland, the so-called "Underworld" does not simply refer to a place. Every soul that believes in its own god will have a different final destination.
The Baru people who believe in Nagakabouros will have their souls return to the soul furnace of the "Bearded Lady" after death, and as spirits under the protection of the God of Life, they will enjoy eternal peace.
A demigod who believes in the Freljord's incarnation of death, the stinging fox, whose souls are carried away after death. He is the mortal enemy of the undead demigod, the iron boar.
The Ionians who pursue the blossoming of the soul will have their souls enter the spiritual realm after death, and be guided by spirits of different incarnations, and escape into "eternity".
Then came Kindred, the Eternal Hunter Twins who had the most followers. The Lamb Spirit gave rest to souls that faced death calmly, while the Wolf Spirit pursued those who escaped death and tore them apart.
They will guide the souls to the greatest Lord of Death - the Masked Spirit Mother.
However, even the god of death will be forgotten one day.
At that time, the vultures created by the Masked Spirit Mother will hunt them to the ends of the earth.
The final destination of Tharn Uzul, who believed in the Temple of Bones and the God of Death, was Mitna Lachen, where Li Lin and the hosts of gods and protoss were.
Li Lin observed the surrounding environment.
The whispers of the dead echoed in my ears, rough sand drifted under my feet, and the dry sea of sand stretched endlessly into the distance.
Wherever I looked, there was only gray fog and desolation.
"This is Mitra Lachen, the realm of the dead." Nasus spoke in a dull and hoarse voice.
As a Grand Secretary of the Shurima Empire, he has a corresponding understanding of the knowledge of various countries.
Mitra Lachen was once the belief of some people in Valoran. At that time, Shurima was still at its peak, and Valoran did not even have a unified country, only ignorant barbarians.
The former Sarn Uzul inherited the idea that the soul returns to the realm of the dead after death, so he sacrificed his soul to "Death" in order to be ranked among the gods in the Hall of Skeletons after death.
However, this is just an ownerless "underworld" where even the corresponding gods of faith have not been born. Saan Uzul's beliefs are just empty talk.
"I hate the atmosphere here." Morgana's eyes burned with black and purple flames.
Kyle beside her flapped his wings, his whole body shining with golden light, dispelling the aura of death around him.
"Don't cast magic rashly. We don't know what capabilities this Valoran tyrant who can resist death has." Azir dissuaded Kayle.
As an emperor, Azir will never underestimate the target and will give his all, no matter how powerful the enemy is.
This is also the main reason why Shurima was able to enter the post-peak era under the leadership of Azir and expand to its peak in hundreds of years after losing the two territories of Ixokon and Icathia after the Void War.
This is Mordekaiser's territory. Even though they have eight gods and four protoss hosts, and this is without counting Li Lin's mechanical army that is comparable to a demigod, Azir is still cautious.
His eagle eyes looked at Li Lin, "The aura of death here is interfering with our magic. I can't detect the aura of the Iron Armored Wraith."
"I know, I know!" Zuo Yin raised his hands excitedly, "I can sense where the Iron Armored Bad Guy is!"
The spiritual realm is different from the material realm. In the world of the dead, magic also has a certain degree of influence on Zuo Yin, making it impossible for her to open the portal accurately.
Out of desperation, she could only float in the air and lead the way.
Along the way, new souls appear and old souls disappear, which is a symbol of the cycle of life and death in the world.
Not long after, a castle resembling the Immortal Fortress finally appeared on the distant horizon, and the smell of death became even stronger.
Endless noises surrounded me, and the wails of souls rose and fell, converging into an evil and painful melody of solace.
As you get closer, you can see not only endless undead warriors standing motionless in front of the castle, but also thousands of skeleton dragons gliding across the misty sky, occasionally emitting soul-shaking dragon roars.
They were facing the direction where Li Lin and others were coming from, and they had already made preparations.
"It seems that the Iron Armored Wraith has known of our arrival for a long time..."
Atreus was wearing the Project War God Armor created by Li Lin. He clenched the Star-piercing Spear in his hand with a stern look in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic, ethereal voice echoed from far away, "Haha ...."
Li Lin and others looked into the distance and saw a figure wearing black iron plate armor holding Night Meteorite in his hand appeared in their sight on the fortress wall. It was none other than the Iron Armored Wraith Modkaiser!
Then, Modkaiser bent his knees and leaped into the sky. An extremely huge elemental dragon, flapping its rotten wings, flew low over and just happened to carry him on its back.
Modkaiser clenched his left fist, and dark green magic appeared in his palm, transforming into a chain rein connecting to the dragon's head. The iron-spiked Nightfall hammer in his right hand suddenly stabbed into the dragon under him.
The spirit body trembled, and a painful dragon roar surged. The giant dragon carried Modkaiser on its back and flew in front of the numerous underworld armies, looking down at Li Lin, the ascenders and the Protoss hosts below with a condescending attitude.
The two sides are on the verge of a fight.
"I've lived for so many years, but I've never seen such an arrogant guy." Laast said teasingly, his face as cold as ice.
Then, he turned sideways to Azir and pleaded, "God-Emperor, Rhaast requests to fight!"
Aatrox glanced at him from the side. "We're not here to play around today, Rhaast. Put aside your competitive spirit."
Feeling ignored and insulted, Mordekaiser roared in the magical language of Ochen: "Destiny, Domination, Deception, I have established a kingdom in the afterlife amidst the ashes. No one, no god, can stop me from taking back what is mine!"
He took a deep breath and waved the Night Meteorite in his hand: "My soldiers, forward!"
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I've had a very bad cold these past two days, so I'll take a day off tomorrow.
The weather is getting colder, remember to put on more clothes?????
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