League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Within the realm of the soul, the underworld controlled by the Mother of Masks is the final destination of all the dead.

The souls of the normal dead will be directly drawn to the underworld by the soul domain, and return to the embrace of the mother of the mask.

Some weak or obsessed souls need to be led by the messenger of the underworld sent by the mother of the mask to reach the entrance of the underworld [underworld], and then return to the underworld from the underworld, otherwise they can only wander in the spirit of the place of death The domain gradually dissipates, and slowly degenerates into spirits or ghosts who like to attack people.

Human souls can exert their subjective initiative, resist the traction of the underworld after death, and find the way to the underworld on their own. There are very few powerful beings who can do this.

At this moment, there is a stubborn figure sitting cross-legged at the gate of the underworld uninvited. This sitting has lasted for twenty-three years.

"La~ la la~ la la~

La~ la la~ la la..."

An ethereal humming sound came from the dark depths of the underworld, and the gray-green underworld grass and forgetfulness flowers bowed down one after another, respectfully offering the highest courtesy to the bouncing death twins.

"Hehe...sheep, he hasn't made a choice yet, he's as stupid as an insect, sheep, my teeth are hungry for prey."

"Wolf, he has refused to rest in peace, there is no need to ask."

With the permission of the sheep spirit, the wolf spirit, who hovered around the sheep spirit like a ghost, immediately came to a position one meter away from the nail house in the underworld. His thick body began to swell rapidly, and he grinned at the nail house.

He wants to tear the soul in front of him and pull out this stubborn and stupid nail.

"Lonely soul, everything for you will end here!"

Facing the threatening roar from the wolf spirit, the dim soul remained unmoved, just half-opened his eyes, and stared at the wolf spirit indifferently in front of him. The stalemate between the two lasted for a few seconds, but the wolf spirit remained silent as always. Still unable to find the right angle to attack, just when the wolf spirit decided to attack, the sheep spirit with a short bow suddenly came to the soul and stopped the wolf spirit's actions.

"Wolf, I have a question, so please shut up."

Wolf with open mouth: ? ? ?

Aggrieved, the wolf spirit glanced at Yang Ling, and the sheep stroked the blown wolf fur twice before slowly backing away with its tail drooping.

You are the one who agrees, and you are the one who disagrees, okay, I will depend on you for life and death, you have the final say.

The unwilling wolf glared viciously at the soul who refused to rush into the reincarnation, and continued to use its eyes to maintain deterrence.

Ignoring the wolf's complaints, the sheep looked at the withered soul,

She could see the persistence in the remnant soul's eyes, and she also understood that with the strength of the remnant soul in front of her, as long as she fought the wolf one more time, even if she won, she would be wiped out, and there would be no chance of rebirth.

Even so, he still has to guard the one-acre three-point land under his feet.

After twenty-three years of waiting and persistence, even she was a little curious about what the lonely soul in front of her was for.

The blooming spirit flower in the material realm has completely withered, and all the souls wandering in the underworld with obsessions have already gone to the underworld one after another.

Only the remnant soul in front of him is still guarding here, which makes the wolf grit his teeth with hatred, but there is nothing he can do.

The most important thing is that on this matter, the attitude of the mother of the mask is very ambiguous, neither marking the soul, nor forcibly expelling it.

This is very intriguing...

"Humans, it is good to be reborn in bliss, why bother to stay in the netherworld, and end up with this life, and the soul will fly away and not enter the cycle of reincarnation."

The sheep spirit with a soft voice squatted in front of the remnant soul, swinging the bow on its back, and the ancient symbols on the mask shone with faint blue light.

After confirming that the spirit of sheep had stopped the attack of the wolf spirit, the remnant soul closed his eyes, tried to gather the remnant soul that was about to dissipate by adjusting his breath, and said disheartenedly.

"If I don't see him, he will never make any progress on the way of swordsmanship, and even kill himself. With his upright temperament, he will definitely call me on the Soul Blossom Festival. If he apologizes with death, I will be in this reincarnation. I persuaded him to relax, reincarnate together, and continue the relationship between master and apprentice in the previous life. I just...

I just wonder why he never called me on the Blossom Festival in the past twenty-three years? He didn't apologize and commit suicide, it doesn't look like his character, I don't understand this, I am not reconciled..."

Looking at the wolf, the sheep seemed to understand the intention of the mother of the mask, and there was a little more surprise in the eyes, and responded with an ethereal voice.

"The man you're talking about is Doron Castro?"

Opening his eyes, Caledro looked at Lamb sharply.

"He is my apprentice. Have you seen him? How is he? How is he doing now?"

Straightening his body, Yang Ling sighed softly.

"Love is so deep, a confidant is rare, but fate is destined, and good fortune tricks people..."

"Human, in the past twenty-three years, your apprentice has never given up calling your name on the Blossom Festival, but his soul has long been polluted by obsession, and his soul has fallen into a demon. Blossoming Spirit Flower will not agree with him. You have waited for twenty-three years, and he has been looking for you for twenty-three years. Both you and him are in vain. Why don't you go to bliss earlier? I can also send you to reincarnate with him?"

The wolf spirit tried to use cruel facts to hit the human remnant soul who had fought with him for 23 years. Looking at the remnant soul's distraught expression at this moment, the wolf found that he couldn't laugh at all.

Turning to look at Yang Ling, Yang Ling's expression is also very solemn.

The wolf is embarrassing, a little at a loss.

"Duolong... this child, after all, he still can't get out... My master, I'm too negligent, I didn't teach him well..."

The remnant soul wiped the corners of his eyes, and then suddenly realized that the soul cannot cry, so he bent his left knee, and lowered his head that had been proud all his life.

He has never begged others in his life. This is the limit of what he can do, but it is also shameful enough, but if he can impress the messenger of the underworld, he is willing to do so.

"The emissary of the Mother of Masks, can you show mercy and let me meet my apprentice again? Just one time is fine..."

Yang Ling took half a step back and looked at the wolf beside him. The wolf didn't say anything against it, but gritted its teeth in displeasure. The sheep had no choice but to reassure him before he spoke.

"You have stayed in the underworld for many years, and your soul and body have been injured. As long as there are few mistakes, your soul will fly away. It is better to reincarnate like this. And your apprentice has been demonized. I am afraid that you will not recognize you as a master. You..."

"It's what I planted."

Remnant soul raised his head, what Yang Ling saw was relief and determination.

"No matter what kind of fruit it is, I will take it together, without complaint or regret, and please forgive me."

Having said that, Yang Ling turned around.

"You didn't ask me, and I never helped you. You and I never met."

Looking at the departing twins, Caledro sighed softly and resumed the state of meditation and breath adjustment.

...

In Leicester's nightmare world, five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Morten lost the paternity test report, medical examination report and court verdict in his hand, and stood alone on the edge of a tall building, crumbling in the strong wind.

Due to the company's large layoffs, the company that was detained for half a year's salary was forcibly dismissed without any compensation, and the lawsuit was fruitless for half a year, just because the contract had already arranged for entry loopholes, and it was called "delivering high-end talents for the society". For months, if he did not compensate the company for the loss, the company that was already in a weak position was doing extrajudicial favor.

The paternity test report proves that the daughter I have raised for 14 years is not my own, and now I have recognized another man as my biological father, and before I left, I still scolded myself as a lower-ranking Puxin boy, and I can’t earn money if I don’t spend time with her every day What money, why don't you die if you say you are so useless.

The marriage that emptied all of his family was just a scam. The wife's marriage was just a task arranged by the daughter's father from the beginning to the end. After the daughter's identity was exposed, the wife's task ended instantly. After the one-year murder tolerance period, the wife After confirming that her life was not in danger, she took all her family property and returned to the arms of her daughter's father, leaving her alone to leave the house, bearing the infamy of cheating all her life, and ultimately dying in society.

The elderly parents became seriously ill after learning the truth, and died soon after. They didn’t even see each other for the last time, because they couldn’t afford the funeral, cremation and urn fees, and they couldn’t bury the corpse casually, so they had to let the elderly The old man rotted in the old house in the country, because the original home has become the property under the name of his wife.

Even so, because of the pre-marital medical examination that kept personal information confidential, I had to provide support to my daughter every month after being successfully diagnosed with AIDS by En Ai's wife.

So much so that in the past two days, he couldn't even eat Laotan sauerkraut and Shuangfei ham, so he could only go to the slop bucket outside the restaurant to eat leftovers. Mo Teng, who didn't want to cut his kidneys to make a living, thought of the last way to solve the trouble.

Leaning forward, with the breeze brushing his cheeks, Morten made his final choice.

Since you can't solve the troubles, you can only solve the people who can't solve the troubles.

Living, sometimes far more desperate than dying, requires more courage.

The body that lost its center of gravity fell rapidly, and in a trance, Moten regained the feeling of flying. The man was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, I'm not Morten, I'm Nocturne, I'm a demon, I can fly, it's over, I don't have wings..."

Thinking this way, Nocturne waved his hands, and before he made any new movements, his body became a ball of Nocturne sauce under the action of the potential energy of gravity.

The nightmare world quickly collapsed.

The torment and blows suffered mentally and spiritually made Nocturne's body fall into an unprecedented weakness, unable to recover.

Breaking away from his own spiritual world, Lester, who was still holding the Evelyn cylindrical stick sword, opened his eyes and poked the weapon in his hand at the chest of the nightmare in front of him. The stick successfully broke through a misty gap, and the light blue The colored spherical core is shining with charming brilliance.

"Open your mouth!"

It was said that the head of the mushroom stick that Evelyn transformed into had a gap like a mouth, aimed at Nocturne's exposed demon core, swallowed it with the force of the stab, and lost the demon core. Teng began to roll, turning into an shapeless mist, and began to expand and contract, making a sharp howl.

Nocturne seems to have gone on a strange road, lost the ability to maintain the core, the cracks in the unstable space began to collapse, and the shadow demons attacking the spiritual sense scattered and fled into the shadow field to avoid becoming victims of the turbulent flow of space.

Without Nocturne's control, the flood of disasters can be quickly contained.

Just when Lester thought that everything was over, Nocturne's exaggerated and ferocious smile suddenly appeared in the fog again.

"Human, your pain has just..."

Before he finished speaking, Nocturne's mouth was directly pierced by the mushroom stick, and Lester had lost interest in talking nonsense with Nocturne.

When the mist dissipated, the two returned to the spiritual realm again. The spiritual sense cut off all the connections between the ghast and the spirit tree, making the ghast lose the ability to resurrect. Lester stood there silently.

"Your Excellency is really amazing! In this way, the balance between the spiritual realm and the material realm can be restored. Thank you for your help!"

After being killed, the chromatic clusters that symbolized the ghosts and spirits no longer flowed to the Blossoming Tree, but turned into the original energy of the spiritual world, and the restless spiritual realm returned to calm.

"It's nothing to brag about."

"Now that the demons have been expelled, we can leave now. By the way, Your Excellency Liszt, what do you think of the way of balance?"

"My opinion is that your balance is missing two people, a woman and a dwarf who turns into lightning... Look over there."

Lester shook his head, and pointed to the special light group under the Blossoming Spirit Tree that was absorbing the energy of the Blossoming Spirit Tree.

"That's it, the Blossoming Spirit Flower? It's about to bloom again?"

Looking at the scene in front of him in amazement, Lingjue couldn't believe it. This was the first time he had seen the withered spirit flower blooming again after the Spirit Blossom Festival.

"Not just blooming spirit flowers."

Running to the Blossoming Spirit Flower, Lester pointed to the dimly red corpse beside the Blossoming Spirit Flower.

"Is this how a person behaves in the spiritual realm after death?"

Frowning, Lingjue's soul body got a little closer to the red light cluster, and when he saw the corpse sitting up suddenly, his face changed drastically.

He recalled the horrific disaster that happened on Presidio's Blossom Festival more than ten years ago in the family's records.

The resurrection of the dead, with blood on their faces, only means one possibility.

"This is a real demon! His body is being demonized! We must hurry back and stop him!"

Just as he was about to rush to his physical body, under the influence of the real demon, the sprites that escaped before and some of the ghosts that fled back to the spiritual realm jumped out one after another, blocking the way ahead, and the number was actually more than when Moteng was there .

"Let's fight back together! We must not let him be demonized successfully!"

...

It was late at night, and Bandle City, who had long legs, was not involved in the Blooming Spirit Disaster because he moved the portal ahead of time. Unfortunately, Presidian, who had no legs, was not so lucky. Even Karl Mar had foretold this disaster in advance, and the Ionians had failed to prevent it from happening,

Under the ravages of possessed ghosts and spirits, hundreds of people died unexpectedly and returned to the embrace of the mother of the mask. Xi Dian cried one after another, and had already fallen into heavy mourning.

The elders and acolytes in the Hall of Eternal Existence sat cross-legged all night in the brightly lit hall, offering prayers and blessings for Presidian’s Blossom Festival. At that time, Karma [Xiu] opened his eyes and stared at the swaying Everlasting Lantern remained silent.

After killing the fourth evil spirit that invaded, Lu Zhen stood guard at the gate of the Palace of Eternal Existence, looked up at the restless Yong Ye outside the Shuanglong Mountain, and let out a long sigh.

Enough blood has been shed tonight, and he only hopes that after dawn, Karma can quickly walk out of Shuanglong Mountain to take charge of the overall situation, heal Presidian's pain, and save the souls of the dead.

Unlike Presidian, who was gradually calming down, the final clearing and processing work was still going on in the magic garden.

Seeing the terrifying demons possessed by evil spirits around him being expelled one by one by the warriors, and seeing some warriors notice him, Nale's nerves not only did not relax, but tensed up again.

"It seems that this disaster has passed... Ogman, are you... still afraid?"

"Liszt...teacher...he, is he okay?"

Instead of responding to Naylor's question, O'Gorman asked him back.

Completely different from the crisp voice before, Nale's first impression was that it was as dry as a dry well, just like the terrifying roars of those demons... But being able to speak is a good thing after all, maybe...

"Don't worry, he is actually very powerful, he will be fine..."

Halfway through the sentence, Naylor lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Putting down the right hand that hit the back of Nayler's head, 'Ogerman' couldn't see any emotion in his scarlet eyes, and looked around stiffly. Under the tree, lost track.

Not long after, Nale, who was unconscious on the ground, was discovered by the martial artist. After confirming that Nale had just passed out, everyone was a little curious about how an ordinary person survived under the spirit blooming tree where evil spirits and demons are most prevalent, but at this moment it is not When the curiosity was satisfied, the warrior placed Nale in a safe place, and then searched for the remaining demons and spirits in other places.

'I am, man, no, yes, monster

...I am, man, no, yes, monster...'

On the way to escape from the magic garden, O'Gorman greedily gazed at the flesh and blood of the survivors along the way, and O'Gorman pulled a turban on the corpse, covering his scarlet eyes and mouth without leaving a single gap.

"I'm a human, not... a monster..."

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