League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Instead of going to search for and hunt down the remaining spirits with other warriors, Xiyue held a flying scythe and sat cross-legged beside Lester to meditate and adjust her breath, recovering the mana that was consumed just now.

Mana power is different from magic power. Even in an environment where mana is chaotic, as long as a mana power cycle is established, mana power that is not affected by the environment can be quickly recovered.

After a great battle, the originally beautiful magic garden turned into a broken and bloody battlefield. Evil spirits devoured human limbs and broken arms everywhere. The flowers and plants in the flower garden were as messy as if they had been ravaged by a tornado. There was a strong fishy smell.

The busy people didn't notice that under the Blossoming Spirit Tree, a swordsman who had cut off his right arm and killed himself with his love sword slowly sat up in a pool of blood, and the cut on the side of his neck healed slowly.

He glanced at the living people in the magic garden with his indifferent eyes that were black and white, and a dark red demonic energy was brewing at the break of the haired swordsman's right shoulder. The ferocious ghost hand covered with dark red cut marks replaced the original body and became the swordsman's new right arm.

Instinctively, the swordsman picked up the beloved sword that was next to the Withered Blossoming Spirit Flower with his right arm, and stood there silently, staring blankly at the Withered Blossoming Spirit Flower that exuded aura.

Until this time, there was a monk from Shuoji Temple who saw the lonely swordsman, couldn't help being a little frightened, and trotted closer to the swordsman.

"Didn't you commit suicide? Didn't you also become..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of cold light, and the scene in front of the monk's eyes began to spin. It wasn't until the moment he fell to the ground that the monk saw that his headless body was still standing firmly. In front of the swordsman, the active mind didn't even realize that he was actually dead.

"You... so fast sword..."

The swordsman took a step forward expressionlessly, and pressed his left hand on the monk's chest. The blood energy that disappeared in nature seemed to be connected to a funnel, and the blood energy diverted and rushed towards the swordsman's palm. Five seconds later, A withered, dilapidated skinny body without a head fell to the ground and became the first victim for the true magic swordsman to strengthen himself and make up for his flaws.

Filled with fresh blood, the swordsman no longer looked at Blossoming Spirit Flower, and raised his long knife.

"Killing the sword... is to... kill... I am not wrong."

The swordsman's mouth whispered unconsciously, but his footsteps turned to the direction of another living person. The speed suddenly increased, and he caught up with the poor ghost who was trying to escape in fear. The victim was cut in half, and his blood was quickly sucked. Gan, got the blood energy replenishment from the warrior twice, and a few shallow magic lines appeared on the originally pale limbs of the swordsman.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the warriors stepped back in horror.

"He is possessed by a real demon! Ordinary people are no match at all! Don't get close to him!"

"I've heard from my master that besides ghosts and ghosts, there was a real demon raging at the Spirit Blossom Festival more than ten years ago, and it was eventually wiped out by warriors. Is the real demon so terrifying? Why don't we join forces to defeat it? he?"

Looking back at the ignorant juniors, the five big and three rough warriors picked up and ran away without saying a word.

"Are you an idiot? A true demon who can kill Lied with one blow is definitely not something we can deal with! The more people there are, the stronger the fighting power of the true demon will be. If the strength is not enough, whoever goes up will be killed, but it will strengthen the true demon's strength." Strength, this true demon can only be eradicated by people like Karma or Lingjue, what we can do is not to make trouble before they come!"

After running to a relatively safe rear, the warrior left the younger generation behind, and pointed angrily at Nale and the others who were in a coma on the ground.

"You can't give the real devil a chance to become stronger. Transfer all the people who can be transferred out. You can carry two and I will resist two. Hurry up! Don't be dazed! Get out of here immediately! When the real devil has consciousness, all of us Can't go!"

"Are we really not staying?"

"Stay if you want to die."

"Oh, then I'm staying, you can carry it yourself."

...

The new massacre came again, and the turmoil that occurred naturally could not escape Xiyue's eyes. She also understood the strength of Duolong. She had some regrets facing the swordsman who broke his arm and committed suicide, but she didn't expect to die The person actually came back to life, which became a terrible rumor in the mouth of the master.

Xiyue's knowledge of the real devil is limited to the brief description of the master, but she already knows the horror of the real devil.

The concept of [True Devil] comes from an ancient legend in Ionia, because the physical realm and the spiritual realm are too closely connected, and in the spiritual realm, there are often some evil spirits condensed by human negative emotions, which are everywhere. Wandering ghasts sometimes possess humans, and sometimes attach to some dead things in the spiritual realm,

Ghasts attached to dead objects will evolve into spirit monsters that are less threatening and will actively attack humans after a long period of alienation in the spiritual field.

The ghast attached to the living creature will produce two results, one is due to its own lack of will and strength, and is affected by the ghast, and the rapid degeneration is formed [ghost turns into a false demon],

The characteristics of the ghast are derived from the spiritual realm to the material realm, and people can be transformed into a ghast entity that cannibalize human flesh and blood in a short period of time. Such a ghast entity is called a "pseudo-demon". Evil spirits are [false demons] that wreak havoc and eat people everywhere. False demons are more harmful than spirit monsters, but far less than real demons.

Another result is that the evil spirits lurk on the human body for a long time, slowly blending with the human body and consciousness, and continuously absorbing the negative energy belonging to humans in the parasitism of the soul. This process is called [the demonization process]. The length of the process is related to the strength of the parasitic host. The stronger the strength and spirit of the host, the longer the [demonization process] of the incubation period, and the stronger the ability to become a true demon after being demonized.

After the [Demonic Transformation Process] reaches a certain level, the parasitic human beings will split into incomplete demon souls at the soul level through double mutations in the spiritual realm and the material realm. Once the demon soul appears, it will directly suppress the original consciousness , replace the host's consciousness to control the body, and grow rapidly in the constant killing. This process is called [true demonization], until the host's original consciousness and soul are completely absorbed by the split demon soul, the brutal demon soul becomes It will become the sole master of the body, and the host will be scattered.

A complete true demon will not only inherit all the fighting ability and fighting consciousness of the host, but also strengthen its own fighting ability through magic energy, keep learning, and achieve the effect of immortality by sucking blood energy. It is a very terrible enemy.

After guessing that she should not be the opponent of the real magic swordsman, Xiyue was a little anxious. She didn't know why the two people who went to the spiritual realm hadn't returned after solving the mutation of the blooming spirit tree. If the demonized swordsman Come to me, I can't just take my man's body away, can I? What if he couldn't get back into his body again?

The screams from a distance let the girl know that the magic garden has become the most dangerous place.

"Let's protect Master Lingjue together! Maybe Master Lingjue will be able to deal with real demons after he wakes up!"

Xiyue turned her head to look at the place where the voice came from, and a group of warriors were rushing over one after another. .

While quite a few people escaped, there were still more than 20 warriors standing up and standing in front of Lingjue spontaneously, which surprised the girl.

Being able to gather so many people's hearts, this spiritual master really has some skills.

"It's our duty to protect the balance! The devil is ahead, don't back down!"

"That's right! The master of spiritual perception who stopped the disaster of blooming spirit just now is guarding us, now it's our turn!"

"Defeat is glorious! Live to die! For Presidium! For Ionia!"

Speaking the most simple language in their mouths, the warriors held weapons and resolutely rushed towards the swordsman who was walking slowly.

The leading middle-aged warrior held a wooden three-pointed spear. After a step to charge up, the spear tip went from bottom to top like a dragon king breaking through the sea, and pierced towards the swordsman's chest with a sonic boom that tore through the air. .

Behind him, there were several other masters who were good at using long-range weapons to cover the warrior. Shuttle darts and strong bows and crossbows aimed at the sides of the swordsman's body, and began to bombard the swordsman's body indiscriminately.

Seeing that the three-pointed spear was about to pierce through the body to kill the real demon, only to hear a "puchi", the warrior stared blankly at the long knife that had pierced into his abdomen at some point, and in a daze, he saw the broken sword again. The dropped gun head was hovering and falling in the air. It turned out that the gun head had already been cut off.

"you……"

"die."

With a twist of his right arm, the long knife that entered his body was pulled out horizontally in an instant, and a big opening was cut directly to the left side of his stomach, and the viscera and intestines that had been twisted into mud by the devil energy and the blade flowed out in a 'crash', accompanied by spilled blood all over the place,

Thinking of his hard training for more than 20 years, but he couldn't last even one round, the warrior couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Looking at the left hand that had reached towards his head, the warrior closed his eyes with regret, and died.

In the next second, arrows and darts hit the swordsman's body one after another, tearing the clothes that had holes in them into strips, and the few crossbows successfully remained in the swordsman's body. The force of the impact made the swordsman take two steps back, failing to absorb the monk's blood energy.

"Let's not go up first! Just use long-range weapons to attack him!"

Seemingly ignorant of his situation, the swordsman pulled out the long-range weapons inserted into his chest and lower abdomen after the blood vibration (vibration of the blood stained on the blade), and let the bows and darts fly towards him again. The magic pattern on the body squirmed, and the dark red magic energy rolled,

The wound began to heal slowly. Facing the attacks all over the sky, the swordsman suddenly retracted the knife into its sheath, pressed down slightly with his front body, and held the handle of the knife with his right hand. shrink.

It was just a posture, but the scalps of the warriors more than 20 meters away felt a little numb, and a deadly pressure hit their faces.

Soon, an experienced old man recognized the move that the swordsman was about to use.

"Leave him quickly! This is the famous stunt [Draw a Sword] of the lost [Slaying Sword Style]! Go back!"

Hearing this, everyone luckily broke free from the shackles of pressure, and retreated without hesitation.

Seeing that everyone was about to leave, the true magic swordsman took half a step with his right foot,

The bright sky in the Magic Garden dimmed instantly, the plants wailed under the wind pressure, and the world was silent for a moment.

In the next second, the long knife was unsheathed,

The red blade glow formed by the condensation of dark devilish energy came out from the blade with billowing devilish energy, and the five-meter-long sparkling devilish energy rolled in, breathtaking.

Including the long-range weapons all over the sky, everything affected along the way was like fragile grass, smashed to pieces by the violent knife energy, and the knife energy flew towards the direction of everyone's retreat.

The warriors who reacted half a beat later avoided it, screaming and being involved by the sweeping sword glow, as if throwing the whole person into a meat grinder, the warrior's body was not a part of it. For the second, it was ground into a bloody mist. If you look closely, every small piece of magic energy that makes up the blade light is a sharp blade like a bone scraping knife.

It wasn't until the demonic energy dissipated that the blade glow swept the devoured blood essence and returned to the swordsman's body. The surviving warriors looked at their dead companions with lingering fear, with a look of fear on their faces, and there was no trace of it. There is a fighting spirit to speak of.

Even if someone could tell that the True Demon Swordsman was in a semi-weak state after the outbreak, he didn't dare to take the opportunity to counterattack, but silently took two steps back again.

In the silence, the swordsman, who had been frozen in place for a few seconds, suddenly moved forward, lowered his right hand holding the knife, and slowly approached the crowd.

Everyone's psychological defense completely collapsed. It was not so much a battle as a massacre.

"Where is Karma? Where is he at this time? Only he can get rid of the true demon, right?"

"He...he must still be in the Palace of Eternal Existence. If we stay here, we can only become the blood food of the real devil and make the real devil stronger, or else..."

"We can't all die here, run."

No one knew who said a timid remark, and in fact no one refuted it, but some still remembered why they stayed here.

"But Master Lingjue, how could he..."

"He is so powerful, there must be a way, if he never comes back, we can't stay here forever..."

"..."

The absolute suppression of strength made most warriors and warriors present lose their courage. As the first person turned around and fled, the rest of the warriors also gritted their teeth and joined the ranks of fugitives. In the end, only four people still chose to stay .

"Master Lingjue has been kind to me. I have no choice but to leave like this. At worst, I will return my life."

Xiyue, who had been silent all this time, recognized that the speaker was a middle-aged female fighter who was good at physical skills and was rescued by spiritual perception in the previous battle.

"Since I promised Lingjue to protect him when he went to the spiritual realm, I have to keep my word. After living such a long time, I can't break my promise. Young people can go away, but I, an old man, forget it. After living a lifetime, the spirit of a warrior cannot be lost."

Another old man who spoke moved his body, glanced at the other two young people, then looked at Xiyue who seemed like an outsider, and smiled kindly.

"Girl, I know that you stay here to protect this young young man, and you are also infatuated. I leave this final test to you. I don't know if Lingjue and this handsome young man can survive, but I will The old bones can still be dragged on..."

Seeing Xiyue nodded, the old man looked at the female fighter.

"Sister, I will go first in a while. If I die, then you will go on. We are older, and we should give young people more opportunities first. What do you think?"

The woman nodded, agreeing with the old man's statement, and the other two young people also had respect and longing for the two elders who voluntarily dedicated themselves.

Perhaps this is the 'grandmaster demeanor' that every warrior pursues.

Nodding his head, the old man greeted Duolong, the real magic swordsman ten meters away, and calmly punched a right kick and a powerful left jab on Duolong's bare chest, followed by a back kick. flash.

As if frightened by the old man's attack, the swordsman stopped in doubt and tilted his head.

Seeing that he was not looked down upon by the young man, the proud old man was furious and raised his right leg that was ready to go.

After being beaten back and forth several times with the whip leg by the old man, the true magic swordsman raised his right arm expressionlessly, like an executioner about to execute.

The old man stood upright, glaring at the demon in front of him, without any fear in his eyes.

"Young student, if you think I will be afraid..."

A perfect horizontal one-character cut made the old man's head fly into the air. Although he lost his head, the old man's body still stood in front of the True Demon Swordsman. His body stood firmly like an immortal monument.

Just as the swordsman raised his left hand, a flying knife came towards him, biting into his chest.

"It's my turn!"

The female fighter who threw the throwing knife rushed to the other side. After realizing that the true magic swordsman hadn't followed, she turned and approached, and threw another flying knife at the swordsman's head, right between the eyebrows.

This time, the true magic swordsman's attention was completely attracted by the female fighter, and the female fighter turned around and fled without hesitation, but just as she opened her legs, the real magic swordsman swung her arm and threw the weapon in her hand , spun quickly under the blessing of demon energy, the long knife like a knife plate split open the body of the female fighter, and flew back to the swordsman's hand in a circle.

Witnessing the scene where the female fighter was instantly killed by the real magic swordsman, the warrior in white who had been wandering around the border sighed, and finally glanced at the female warrior who was willing to guard in front of another man, sighed softly, and gave up the meaningless Persuasion, silently turned and left.

"You could go, but you are willing to stay for him, so what am I without any stand.

It is meaningless to stop the mantis with his arms like a cart. After following the old man, the rest of the people have become the souls of the true magic swordsman. Even the blood has become the nutrient to nourish the body. The momentum of the real magic swordsman is getting stronger and stronger .

Under the pressure of absolute strength, the so-called procrastination has become a joke.

Staring at the true magic swordsman Doron who was absorbing the fused energy not far away, and considering the apprentice the master had just accepted, the girl made a decision in her heart.

"Master, Xiyue may not be able to continue to carry forward the important task of carrying forward the Wuyinliu, but the talent of my junior sister is definitely better than mine, and she is more suitable to inherit the sect. No matter how bad it is, there are juniors who can take care of you, master. , but affection and loyalty cannot be let down. Master is willing to dedicate his whole life to master Yinlong, to live in seclusion in the mountains and create a sect. Xiyue is also willing to guard here for the love of his life, and never leave.

At this moment, it was time for Xiyue to fulfill her promise. "

Looking back at the man I identified,

The man still closed his eyes, maintained a state of sedation, and showed no signs of waking up. Xiyue clenched the flying sickle in his hand, took one last look with nostalgia, turned his head firmly, and faced the surging real magic sword scholar.

She is his last shield before the sun rises.

"Liszt, if you have another life, will you still catch the clumsy me?"