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Although she never wins Diana's faith, she does find a friend.

One night, Diana confessed a secret to Leona.

She says she has discovered a hidden alcove in the mountains, with ancient walls carved with strange symbols and forgotten communities.

When Diana mentioned wanting to climb Mount Targon to seek more answers, Leona dissuaded her.

To protect her from the wrath of the other Solar Cultists, Leona forced Diana to promise to abandon the search, to which Diana reluctantly agreed.

Some time passed, and the two never mentioned the discovery again.Leona believed her friend was finally sober.

Her faith in her friend was shattered late one night when she saw Diana sneaking out of the temple.

Although her first instinct was to tell the elders, Leona also wanted to protect her friends, and she hesitated at the last moment.Leona made up her mind and left after Diana...

Their destination is the top of Mount Targon.

The climb was a trial unlike anything Leona had ever experienced before, stretching every fiber of her core being to its limits and pushing them beyond their limits.

Only her discipline, will, and concern for Diana drove her.The frozen corpses on the hillside watched her climb motionless, those who would never complete their journey, but even they could not deter Leona.

After almost an eternity - Leona was surprised to find that she had reached the top of the mountain.

Exhausted, she saw an incredible sight and saw Diana surrounded by silvery pillars of light.

Leona watched her friend's form twist in pain, her screams filling the air.

Leona, in panic, rushed to save her, when a beam of golden light fell from the sky and enveloped her.

This feeling is indescribable, but Leona was not turned into ashes. The light entered her body and filled her with extraordinary power.

She insisted on maintaining her consciousness, fighting against the torrent that wanted to burn her out.

In the end, her unyielding will prevailed—control brought understanding.

Control brings understanding.Leona was changed forever, infused with the spirit of the sun.

Fate has chosen her, and her mission is to protect the Cult of the Sun in the time to come.

That's when Leona saw Diana, clad in her armor of bright silver, and she found herself clad in armor of gold.

Diana implores Leona to join her in finding answers that the Sun Cult cannot provide.

Leona asked them to go home together and leave it to the priests to judge.The two sides refused to give in to each other, and finally faced each other with swords.

Their battle was swift and swift, with the sun and moon clashing violently, and finally Diana's scimitar stopped in front of Leona's throat.

But instead of delivering the final blow, Diana ran away.The shocked Leona walked down the Mount Targon and rushed to the elder's side.

But when she came back, what she saw was massacre.

Many Solari priests and Lahorak guards were dead, apparently at the hands of Diana.

The survivors were even more frightened when they saw her, because now there were two protoss beside them.Leona dedicated herself to a new mission, helping them come to terms with this new reality and becoming the guiding light for her people, just as the sun had always been their guide.

She also vowed to find Diana and maintain the rule of the Sun Cult...

At the same time, she helps her old friend control the power of the moon and star spirits to prevent her from being completely destroyed.

Leona's majestic figure appeared in Aphelios' mind.

The place they were going to was called Fuguang Island. Whether it was luck or the blessing of the moon god, the piece of paper that fell from the guy who manipulated the rock recorded the information he needed.

Farewell to this land for the time being, Targon, the past is undoubtedly chaotic.

The bandits here attacked before dawn; fifty wolf-like men wearing iron coats wrapped in the furs of strange animals, holding rough gray axes in their hands.

Moving quickly, they entered the settlement at the foot of the mountain.These people are all brothers and sisters who have shared blood for several years, and they have all experienced life and death in an instant.

The leading warrior wore a pair of beaten scales and carried a heavy sword on his shoulder.The face under the dragon helmet is rough and savage, branded with a lifetime of battlefield battles and stronger exposure to the sun.

The first few settlements were easily captured, and there was no challenge at all for this group of war madmen.

The loot is small and every day is precarious, but in this strange land, no opportunity can be missed.

This time is no different.

Suddenly there was a flash in front, and a bright beam of sunlight shot out.

This is unreasonable.There's still at least an hour before sunrise.

The leader raised his weathered hand and saw a lone figure standing in the middle of the village street.He grinned crookedly as he realized the figure was a woman.

Finally, they had some good stuff to make their trip worthwhile.

.There was fire around her, and he got closer and saw the patterned armor on her body, and the evil smile on his face disappeared immediately.Long chestnut hair flows down from the golden ring, and the heavy shield and sword shine with the rays of the sun.

More warriors appeared on the street, standing on both sides of the girl. Each warrior was equipped with golden armor and spears.

“I am the keeper of this land,” she said.

Leona raised her sword as the twelve Lahorak formed a wedge around her.

Six Lahorak stood beside her on each side, slamming their shields onto the ground.

Leona turned halfway and embedded her shield at the tip of the wedge formation.

She inserted the long sword in her hand into the weapon chute beneath the sharp edge of the shield.

She moved her fingers and held the leather-wrapped gauntlet of the sword tightly, feeling the surge of energy in her body.

This energy is like a bound flame, eager to be completely released.Leona pressed it inside her body, letting it slowly flow into her flesh and blood.

There was fire in her eyes and strength in her heart.

The spirit body that merged into her body at the peak longed to burn these people to death with its purifying fire.

The man wearing the dragon helmet is the key.Killing him will shock others.

Part of Leona wanted to obey the power within her, to burn these people into bones and dregs.

They have killed dozens of Targon's people.They had previously defiled the sacred realm of the Sun Sect, not only kicking over the sacred sun stone, but even having the audacity to pollute the mountain springs of the giant peak with their own excrement.

The man wearing the dragon helmet laughed and turned the giant sword on his shoulders, and his men spread out in all directions.To wield such a huge weapon in battle and keep it moving requires space around it.

He roared in a rough voice that sounded more like an animal's howl than a human speech, and his men roared back in response.

Leona exhaled a breath of hot breath, and the bandits began to charge. They roared and rushed towards Lahorak's team, the spittle from their mouths stained the braided beards on their chins.

Leona let the heat in her body flow into her blood, feeling the ancient star spirit more completely merge her soul with hers, connect her senses, and give her the perception of another world.

The world in Leona's eyes slowed down.She could see the pulse of each enemy's heart glowing like a blazing light, and she could hear the turbulence of each enemy's blood like thunder.

In her eyes, the enemy's bodies seemed to be enveloped in bloodthirsty red flames.The man in the dragon helmet leaped forward, and the greatsword in his hand struck Leona's shield like the fist of a stone titan.

Such a violent blow caused the shield to deform instantly, and also knocked Leona back a full yard.The Lahorak warriors retreated with her, their shield wall still intact.

Leona's shield glowed with blazing light, and the man wearing the dragon helmet felt a heartbreaking sultry heat under his fur cloak.His eyes widened in shock, and he swung his giant sword back, preparing to attack again.

"Attack, counterattack!" Before she could finish her words, the other bandits rushed to their front.

The moment the two armies clashed, golden spears shot out, and the steel forged on the mountains pierced the flesh and blood. The bandits in the front row fell one after another.

The bandits behind them trampled on their corpses and continued to attack.

This shield wall is swaying but unyielding.

The weapons clashed, the tendons swelled, and the roar of slashing attacks was endless.

Leona roared angrily, and thrust the sword into the neck of a robber, from forehead to chin, splitting his face in two with the blade.He screamed and backed away, his own blood filling his throat.She rammed her shield into the face of another man nearby, crushing his skull.

The line of La Horak's team suddenly deformed and bent. The man wearing the dragon helmet struck down his great sword again. This blow hit the warrior next to Leona. His shield was broken into two halves, and his body was cut from the shoulders and neck. He was chopped to the pelvis.

Leona didn't leave the man wearing the dragon helmet a chance to strike a third time.

She stabbed him with her golden sword, and the rune-engraved blade produced an afterimage of flames of the same shape in the air.

The white-hot fire engulfed the man wearing the dragon helmet. The furs and body hair on his body immediately burned, and his armor was imprinted into his flesh like a branding iron.

The horrific pain made him scream, and Leona felt that the cosmic power in her body was intoxicated by this man's pain.He staggered back, but for some reason he didn't die yet.

His men's attacks began to falter, and by then he had sunk to his knees and turned into a blazing fire.

"Fight in!" Leona shouted, and the Lahorak warriors rushed forward.

Strong arms brandished the spear mercilessly.

Stab, twist, and pull out, like a tireless killing machine.The bandits scurried away, avoiding the blood-stained spears in the hands of the Lahorak warriors. They had been frightened by the death of their leader, and now they were just thinking about how to escape.

No one knows why these bandits came and how they climbed the mountain.They obviously did not want to pay homage to the giant peak, nor did they try to climb to the top.

They are warriors, not pilgrims, and if left alive they will simply regroup and continue killing.

Leona would not allow their killing, so she thrust her sword into the ground.She reaches into the depths of her subconscious and evokes the majestic power of the world beyond the giant mountain.

The sun rose from the peak of Mount Targon, and Leona stretched out a hand toward the blazing sun.

She knelt down on one knee, pounded her fist on the ground, and the sun's fire fell from the sky.

"In the rays of the sun, everyone in the world can see it, but don't covet it!"

The businessman took some valuable things from Robin and said a happy warning.

"Hey, I'm not telling you, you look just like the guy who traveled across mountains and rivers from Demacia to Mount Targon.

If I remember correctly, he seemed to call himself the Jewel Knight—Tariq! "

Hearing Tariq's name, Luo Bing's pupils shrank.

Coming from Demacia, there is no mistaking it. It must be the Gem Knight or the Shield of Valoran in the League of Legends game mode.

He is the host of the Protector Protoss, guarding the life of Runeterra with extraordinary power.

Love and the beauty of all things.

Robin had read Tariq's detailed information and knew him very well.

Taric was once exiled by the city-state of Demacia for dereliction of duty. He left his homeland of Demacia and went to climb Mount Targon in search of redemption.

But what he found was indeed a call from a higher place among the stars.

Since then, Taric has gained the power of the heavens, and the 'Shield of Valoran' will never tire of vigilance, guarding the people of this world against any threats.

For Demacia's noble guardians, daily life is about focus, selflessness, and devotion to the noble ideals of king and country.

Inspired by the family tradition of joining the military for generations, Tariq has never imagined escaping these responsibilities, but he is unwilling to limit the scope of the people and things he wants to protect.

This young warrior trained hard and was highly skilled in martial arts.But in the few free moments he has, he will look for other ways to serve his country.

He volunteered to travel with the Illuminators, tending the sick or helping to rebuild after floods.

He used his creative talents to help masons and craftsmen erect monuments large and small, depicting the glory of the winged patron saint and the noble ideas it represented, works of art.

The safety of strangers.It's these things that make Demacia a nation worth fighting for.

Tariq sees beauty, vulnerability, and redeeming value in every person and thing.

Fortunately, his friendly demeanor and genuine warmth shielded him from criticism from fellow soldiers and superiors.

His military ranks gradually rose, and he even had the opportunity to fight alongside the young Galen Crownguard.

Ironically, it was Taric's steady rise that led to his eventual decline - at least by Demacia's standards.

He rises to the rank of premier Dauntless Vanguard and is suddenly required to adhere to a higher standard of conduct.

Many of his actions are no longer allowed by discipline: such as running into the forest to look for traces of rare birds and animals.

Absent from military training and competition, sit in the tavern and listen to the bard's catchy ballads, or go out on horseback during road patrols and watch the silver-gray night gradually fall over the suburban villages.