League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Under the Blossoming Spirit Tree, Nale held the falling Blossoming Spirit Flower in his hand, watching helplessly as the flower withered and turned into a dead mass.

The man fell to the ground, hanging his head.

"Sa... Li..."

Someone saw this scene and uttered a cry of fear.

"Ah! He! His flowers are lost!!! A ghost is coming out to harm people!!! Leave him!!!"

The loud voice made the faces of the people present turn pale. The timid people had already given up their original plan and started to run outside the magic garden. The crowd pushed and pushed each other. A few unlucky guys fell to the ground and were beaten Trampled by others.

The scene became chaotic in an instant.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! We are here!"

The warrior carrying the arcane straight sword and the rest of the balance guardians came to the Blossoming Spirit Tree and began to maintain order. Even so, about half of the people left, and the crowded space became much more comfortable.

A few steps before Nale, Lingjue squatted down, pressed Nale's shoulder, and checked Nale's physical and mental state with mana.

"Please grief."

The moment he was comforted by others, Naylor raised his tear-filled face and looked at the upright young man in front of him.

"My wife . . . Sally, she, isn't . . . is she . . . "

"Some evil has disturbed her rest and disrupted the balance of the two worlds, which is why we are here."

Staring at the withered blooming spirit flower in Nale's hand, Lingjue felt very heavy and withdrew his right hand.

"For safety's sake, you'd better get out of here."

"No, I won't leave, I want to see her...I want to tell her that I miss her very much, and I am willing to forgive her...Even if it happens again, I am willing to die for her..."

Shaking his head, Lingjue no longer persuaded the hard-working people, but said in a low voice to the warriors who were willing to follow him and eager to pursue "balance" together.

"This is just the beginning of the disaster. Let's disperse, lest the evil spirits and spirits harm innocent people, but if you encounter a spirit with a peaceful temperament, please let it go."

The rest of the people were ordered to disperse, leaving only their spiritual sense to accompany Nale.

As the eldest son of the well-known big family [Aikaxiu Family] in Shangzan in the north, Lingjue Aikaxiu has shown outstanding commanding talent and fighting talent since he was a child. He was 28 years old at the time. He has perfected his martial arts practice, and through his understanding of the family's sacred object [Arcane Soul Blade], he created a method of meditation that can penetrate the illusory and gain insight into the two worlds. The soul-slaying sacred weapon [Arcane Soul Blade] mastered.

Thanks to the eyes that can distinguish between twilight and light, the spiritual sense has found the culprit that disrupted the balance between the spiritual realm and the physical realm.

【turmoil】

Whether it is the spirits in the spiritual realm or the human beings in the physical realm, they may become the source of turmoil. This is also the root idea of ​​"balance" he created. Only by calming the turmoil and restoring balance between the two worlds can Ionia maintain Stability and harmony.

Whoever becomes turmoil will become the target of exorcism, and the demons who cause chaos in the Festival of the Blossoms are his greatest enemies.

On the other side, the swordsman Doron Castro, who was adjusting his breath, stood up and approached the Spirit Blossom Tree when he saw the number of people dwindling.

The cherry-colored blooming spirit flower was about to bloom, and it fell high on the branch, but the swordsman's heart was indescribably irritated.

With so many flowers, which one blooms for yourself?

"Master, where are you?"

The restlessness that could not be quelled by breathing adjustment made Duolong deeply doubt that this time the Spirit Blossoming Festival could not find the Spirit Blossoming Flower that belonged to the master.

Time is searching, searching, calling, and seeing the sky getting dark, the closed flower bones one after another let Duolong understand that his action this time may be in vain again, but before the curtain call, he did not Ready to give up.

A new group of participants of the Spirit Blossom Festival came to the magic garden. Among them were the Ionians who left during the day because of the flower failure. Some fluke psychology, coupled with the fact that Huabai did not cause any turmoil, they chose to look for another opportunity before midnight.

"It's already so late, but the number of people has not decreased, but has increased."

Xiyue frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

Hundreds of Ionians with lanterns were surrounded under the Blossoming Spirit Tree. The warm firelight did not bring any warmth to the female warrior, but made Xiyue feel cold all over.

Seems like there are a lot of familiar faces?

"There are already three hundred blooming spirit flowers blooming, more than six times the number of withered blooming spirit flowers. A whole day has passed, but nothing has happened?"

Lester recalled O'Gorman's experience and fell into deep thought.

The cat boy successfully bid farewell to his father through the Blooming Spirit Flower, and helped his mother find a certain answer that he had been pursuing from his father.

On the contrary, the broken spirit flower in Nale's hand did not bring him any discomfort.

Did I overlook something?

"I remember that the Huabai Blossom Spirit Disaster five years ago seemed to be after Huabai, and it was the ghosts that could possess and spirits from the spiritual realm that made the attack?"

"That's right, to be precise, after the Blossoming Spirit Flower was defeated, the fallen Blossoming Spirit Flower was used as a medium to allow the evil spirits wandering in the spiritual realm to possess the praying people, causing killing and chaos. The reason for the fear of losing flowers is that they are more afraid of being possessed by evil spirits than being attacked by spirits."

"Then this time, why didn't the evil spirit possess him after Hua's defeat?"

"I, I don't know..."

"It's not right, it's not right, where are Huabai's evil spirits? Let's go, let's find Nale and Augman!"

...

Passing by Lingjue who was carrying a soul blade, Duolong, who was continuing to search for the blooming spirit flower, was hit by an oncoming man. The swordsman was fine, but the man fell to the ground with a 'plop', his face straightened. It hit the ground, motionless.

Lingjue turned his head and looked at the two people who were entangled. He always felt that the man lying on the ground was familiar, so he couldn't help but pause and take a second look.

"Are you OK?"

There was no response, and the fallen man just lay motionless on the ground.

"It's just a fall. As a man, you have to be stronger. I apologize to you."

Frowning, Doron pulled the man up, only to find that the man had lost his breath.

At this moment, the man's face was as pale as a cloud of snow, looking very creepy.

The complexion changed, Lingjue came to the side of the man in a few steps, and touched the neck without saying a word.

"He fell to his death, it's none of my business."

"I know."

Duo Long, who hates trouble, explained something, but found that the little leader who led a group of people looked very ugly, so he couldn't help asking more.

"How did he die? Who can smash his face like this?"

"His soul is long gone, this is just a walking dead."

"Then how can he still walk?"

"So that's how it is, that's how it is...it's a good way to cheat."

Lingjue's face became increasingly ugly.

"Can you speak human language?"

"That's too late."

Pressing Duolong's shoulder, knowing that the swordsman has never found the blooming spirit flower belonging to his relatives, Lingjue said in a low voice.

"Things have reached the worst point, please follow me."

Gritting his teeth, Duolong still kept up with the spiritual sense of leaving on his own.

Three more praying Ionians passed by the two of them. After passing by the white-faced man who fell to the ground, they slowly left as if they hadn't seen anything.

Under the command of the spiritual perception, the balance guardians took new actions, and some warriors quickly left the magic garden.

Under the Blossoming Spirit Tree, Nale looked down at the fallen Blossoming Spirit Flower in his hand with empty eyes, feeling ashamed.

"Ogerman, don't wait for me."

"..."

"Ogman?"

Raising his head, the cat-man boy was sitting cross-legged in front of him at the moment, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep. He couldn't persuade Nale to let go of the past, so he could only comfort the man by accompanying him.

"You've been tired all day, you should take a rest."

Lester and Xiyue ran to Naylor's side, nodded and greeted them, and Naylor continued to sit on the ground.

"Ogman?"

【He is dead. 】

The hand reaching for the cat's ear froze in mid-air.

The blue bird above his head directly gave the answer, and Lester froze on the spot, looking at the drooping gray cat ears that could no longer stand up, his heart tugged.

Although we have only known each other for a short time,

But he still likes this honest and reliable vastaya boy very much. He also calls himself a master, and he has learned a lot of knowledge and martial arts from himself, and has shared many of his own little secrets with himself, including the secrets of belonging to the vastaya race. Omika Yaran and his grandma Xia Rui.

But, it's still a step too late.

Before I knew it, in the blink of an eye, in a trance... people died.

This time, it is not the person who has lost his spirit flower that is affected, but the person who has bloomed his spirit flower.

From the very beginning, the evil behind the scenes has changed the rules of the Blossom Festival to include everyone.

including myself.

He was originally going to Vale to attend the Blossom Festival, but he took him out of Praia Village by himself, and then left him forever in the magic garden of Presidian...

"Lister?"

Without responding to the worried call of the female warrior beside him, Lester just bent down, and with a smile as usual, he touched the cat boy's head.

This time, the originally warm and soft fluff lost the temperature it should have, and became a little cold.

Since then, there has never been a gray cat calling him Master Liszt with a 'meow' sound...

"Sleep well, the master will seek justice for you."

"What happened?"

Naylor finally realized what was wrong, and wanted to stand up, but because his legs were too numb after sitting cross-legged for a long time, he fell directly to the ground.

Xiyue put her hand on Ogman's neck, her expression changed, and she said in a cold voice with a murderous look.

"he died."

"Dead, dead? How is it possible!?"

"Let's go and find the spiritual sense."

Lester, whose expression returned to indifference, turned and left. Xiyue quickly followed, and Naylor wanted to follow, but when he saw the cat boy who had been with him all afternoon, he stopped and sat down again.

This time, he put down the broken spirit flower that he had been holding in his hand for a day, and took the cold hand of the vastaya boy.

He had been with him all afternoon, and now it was his turn.

...

The Hall of Eternal Existence, inside the brightly lit Hall of Reincarnation.

Xiupan sat on the futon, staring at the ever-burning lamp, seemingly silent, but in fact, heaven and man were at war.

【The evil is stirring, we should take the initiative to drive out the evil and guard the harmony of the land of birth! 】

[Don't forget Karma's duty. Everything has its own rules of operation. We should not interfere in any way. The most we can do is prophecy. Powerful power should not be used to break the rules. 】

【If I don’t make a move tonight, many Ionians will die. They call us ‘Karma’, and they don’t want me to die! 】

【Xiu, this is their destiny, and it is also Karma's law of heaven, which must not be violated!

The reason why there is Karma in the first soil is because Karma will respect the will of the soul of Ionia, we cannot override the soul of Ionia, it will only bring endless disasters!

As Karma, you should do what Karma should do well! 】

【……you're right. 】

There is blood in the night sky,

Outside the hall, Lu, a warrior monk of Shuoji Temple, raised his right hand, stopped in front of the door, put it down gently, and sighed.

Inside the hall, Karma, the soul of Ionia, closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and purified her six roots.

In the Palace of Eternal Existence, the heavy door was slowly closed, and the stubborn and cold latch used the most tactful way to reject all visitors. After a few screams, there were pools of blood and a few scattered body fragments outside the door. .

When the moon fell, the resting Placidian ushered in the most terrible disaster.

Hundreds of people who experienced the ritual of blooming spirit flowers fell down without warning, and the dissipated souls became food for the possessed demons.

After devouring the host's soul, the ghast larva that had long been parasitic in the body successfully dominated the host's cold body and opened its blood-red eyes.

The nails turned into blades, the body was alienated by the energy of the spiritual realm, and scales and terrible scarlet carapaces grew out, just like the legendary demons. The monsters began to kill all life in front of them. There are many people who don’t like to close the door The people were directly killed by the intruding monsters, their flesh and blood were devoured, and they became the powerful force of the devil.

All kinds of spirits hidden in the shadows come out of the spiritual realm, attacking humans with strange laughter, harvesting lives.

The patrolling militiamen and warriors who maintained order soon had a group of terrifying enemies. Lives passed away quietly under the watchful eyes of the Mother of Masks. Blood flowed on the beautiful land, nourishing the germs that had not yet broken through .

Chaos spread rapidly like a plague, and the peaceful Precydian became a cruel battlefield in an instant.

And the real core is in the Magic Garden, where the Blossoming Spirit Tree is located.

Within ten seconds after the blooming spirit tree fell, the boundary between the spiritual realm and the material realm of the magic garden was completely broken. With the fallen spirit blooming flower as the eye, the long-planned powerful energy formed an enchantment, leaving the magic garden behind. All life in the garden was surrounded, and the membrane emitting chaotic light became an indestructible barrier, neither entering nor exiting.

The people who fell on the ground sat up one after another and turned into monsters, screaming one after another. The boatman Nale, who knew nothing about the commotion that had taken place, stared blankly at the cat boy who suddenly opened his blood-red eyes. With joy, he hugged the young man's slender body.

"That's great, O'Gorman, it turns out you're all right, that's great..."

His chin rested on the one-eyed man's shoulder, and the soul-captured boy opened his terrifying canine teeth, and was about to bite the prey's neck to drink blood, when he heard the man's firm and gentle voice.

"Ogman, don't be afraid, I will protect you... I can't protect my wife, I lost her, but I don't want to lose my friend again."

A demon looked at his companion suspiciously. It seemed that he was not sure whether the person in his companion's arms was alive. He was about to step forward to check, but he saw the ferocious look in his companion's eyes. After hesitating for a while, the demon still chose to leave, looking for other prey.

The cat boy's mouth closed slowly, and his mutated hands calmed down. After driving away his fellow cats, a familiar yet unfamiliar name echoed in the boy's mind.

"O...ge...man..."

"who is it?"