From a geographical point of view, there is no definite conclusion as to which continent Zaun belonged to in the past, because they were built at the junction of Shurima and Valoran.
But since the explosion caused by the excavation of the canal, the dispute has disappeared.
The sinking part of Zaun belongs to Shurima, and the towering Piltover is the southernmost tip of Valoran.
It seems to represent the current situation of the two continents.
Valoran is the center of the world, and Shurima is a frail old man.
But everything has changed since today.
What is God?
Change the world, move mountains and seas, and rebuild the stars!
Rebuilding the stars Now Vayne is indeed a lot behind, but the two "three, six, seven" mentioned above are not difficult for him.
As Wayne slowly raised his hands, countless people who looked down at Piltover from the high peaks opened their mouths and eyes wide, as if they had seen something incredible.
The collapsed horizon in the distance was slowly rising. The houses and pipes of Piltover were piled up on the mountains behind them like building blocks. They were so dense that they looked like black dots flashing green light without a telescope.
Boom!
Even though they were tens of kilometers apart, the vibration of the earth veins, the roar of the sea, and the humming of the friction of the mountains were heard from afar.
But this was not the most shocking.
Because of the movement of the earth’s crust, hundreds of meters high waves had appeared on the east and west sides of the twin cities, roaring towards the two cities, ready to swallow them up completely at any time.
However, the boy with his hands raised just tilted his head slightly, and the waves stopped in mid-air as if time had stopped.
Plop——!
One person knelt on the ground with weak legs and feet, as if it caused a chain reaction, and more and more people began to kneel down.
Some were frightened to the point of weakness, while others were overwhelmed by this amazing power.
Most of them were the poor people of Zaun.
They understood that this great god wanted to change Zaun’s history of sinking underground for hundreds of years and restore its former prosperity.
"Thank you, great god!"
"God’s power, Renata bows day and night!"
"Great Lord Lawrence, your glory protects Zaun." Vandel’s huge body prostrated on the ground, tears flowing on the ground.
Silco was not much better than him.
The dream of the two people has always been to make Piltover and Zaun have the same status, and now it is finally possible to realize it.
Although Camille also looked weak, she had seen Wayne destroy a mountain with a single move, so she could still hold on.
She remembered Wayne’s instructions and shouted loudly with a loudspeaker.
"His Majesty Lawrence is a god specially invited by the storm goddess Janna to restore the Twin Cities to their former appearance. Praise Lawrence, praise Janna!"
"Praise Lawrence! Praise Janna!"
"Janna!"
The voice was like a tsunami, and residents of both Piltover and Zaun were chanting. Even if some people were not willing, they would never dare to show it at this time, otherwise they would be torn to pieces by the fanatical Zaun people while asking about the family tree.
On the Bridge of Progress, Wayne had completed the first step and lifted up all the city areas of Zaun. He also heard the call from the other side of the mountain, and even the power of faith was surrounding him.
He was not interested in this thing, and even avoided it like a snake and scorpion, urging magic to push the power of faith that was drilling into his body far away.
"Janna, Janna."
Wayne called through mental power, and soon a breeze blew in his face, gently brushing in front of him. Wayne knew that it was Janna.
"Quickly change back to human form and blow away the poisonous gas in the city."
"But… my current divine power can’t do it at all. "Jana’s somewhat aggrieved voice sounded in Wayne’s ears…
The young man showed a helpless expression, "Who asked you to really do it? Just pretend, I will help you do the rest."
"The power of faith you can absorb will definitely explode, which will also be of great benefit to your future development."
"Ah?"
This time, Jana’s voice became surprised, "Isn’t that just cheating?"
"People cheat people, and you are not a human, you are a god."
"No, no, I can’t take your credit."
"What credit do I want? I just want labor and surplus value… You won’t understand even if I tell you."
Wayne was a little anxious. He had been holding the mountain for a long time. Although he was not tired, it would be stupid to stand here.
He simply threatened directly: "Jana, you signed a mortgage contract with me for 500 years, and now you don’t even want to listen to my first order, right? ”
“Well, I will throw Zaun back and let your followers live in sewers and gutters again.”
“No!”
Janna exclaimed, and a small whirlwind appeared beside Wayne, and finally gathered into Janna’s graceful figure.
The storm goddess’ eyes were full of fear, and she grabbed Wayne’s arm beggingly, “Wayne, I listen to 3.7, and I will do whatever you say.”
“That’s more like it. "
Wayne finally smiled, and his mental power turned into invisible tentacles, linking him and Janna together.
Suddenly, Janna’s body began to expand wildly. In just a few seconds, it changed from the size of a normal human to the size of a Freljord demigod, hundreds of meters high, and even those far away could see it clearly.
As Janna waved her arms, a strong wind blew towards the mountain behind Zaun.
Green gas drilled out from various parts of the mountain and gathered into a huge green ball.
The people of Zaun were so excited that they burst into tears.
They knew that it was the poisonous gas that had plagued Zaun for hundreds of years!.
