League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Opening the door, Mrs. Hegel respectfully welcomed Lester and Gwen into the room. Gwen wrinkled her little nose, very concerned about the strange smell in the air.

Lester looked around and found that the expression of Ryze, who was meditating, seemed a little unnatural. He also smelled a special smell. Generally speaking, this smell only came from blooming flower stamens.

"Where's Sarah?"

"Sister Sarah is on the third floor."

Mrs. Hegel avoided Lester's scrutinizing gaze, and Lester looked at Ritz again.

"What just happened?"

Lester asked about the Holy Light Barrier, but Ryze's expression tightened.

"nothing……"

"There won't be any problems with the barrier, right?"

"no problem……"

After confirming that something happened to Ryze, combined with the pheromones in the air, Lester took a breath and took two steps back. Gwen subconsciously supported Lester.

"Keep an eye on Sarah for me."

After saying that, Lester took Gwen downstairs. In order to maintain the Holy Light Barrier stably, Lester still did not take Sarah away.

"This means that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. The bachelor mage with thick eyebrows and big eyes also knows how to appreciate flowers. Tsk tsk... When the soul-eating night is over, maybe I should create some opportunities for Ryze."

Gwen scratched her head with some confusion. Apparently the doll girl still couldn't understand the realm of the old driver.

Outside the Holy Light Barrier, the loyal Hecarim left Foyego and went to enjoy killing elsewhere.

The ruined king Foyego raised the sword of the king high, and the rolling black mist forcibly suppressed the range of the light rain. The black mist got closer to the shining turtle shell, making the range covered by the light rain even smaller, compressing the survivors. the battle space of the

Even Foego himself could not forcefully break through the Holy Light Barrier. He could only command the ruined legion to consume the energy of the barrier bit by bit. It was useless no matter how anxious he was.

The overwhelming tide of undead corpses surged from the streets. Even if hundreds of survivors took up arms and bravely stepped out of the light shield to fight with the ghosts, the pressure on Urias and other light sentinels was increasing. big,

Each time the holy spear is activated, a part of the mental energy is consumed. Now that thousands of ghosts have been killed and injured, the number of ghosts has not decreased, giving people a sense of despair that they can't stop killing them.

If it weren't for the Holy Light Barrier's ability to restore mental strength, Urias and other light sentinels would not be able to resist such an offensive.

At this moment, the mercenaries who had been huddled in the grocery store were driven out by Lester. The mercenaries who thought they could escape had no choice but to join the battle.

Without the bonus of the Holy Stone, guns and iron weapons can still cause harm to ghosts without causing overwhelming fear.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lester picked up the soul-capturing bow and shot an arrow silently.

This arrow made no sound, but was like a sharp sword cutting through the darkness.

The pale holy arrows passed through the living figures and disappeared into the end of the street. The ghosts that touched the soul-stirring arrows turned into white fire and were burned into blue smoke.

The second arrow, the third arrow, each arrow can take away the lives of dozens of ghosts. The narrow and straight streets have become the best killing boundary. The ghosts crowded on the streets take a few breaths. The room was cleared,

The gap in life levels made ordinary ghosts become meaningless cannon fodder. Seeing that the attack of the ghosts was ineffective, Foyego's face was terrifyingly cold, especially when he saw that his princess was always following the enemy. The grievances are unspeakable.

"Kamavia!!!"

The violent black mist fell from the sky, crushing the buildings outside the Holy Light Barrier. As the buildings were corroded into dust, the field of vision broadened in an instant.

The ancient call from the king's mouth summoned the real undead. This time, the people who walked out of the black mist were no longer ghosts, but professional soldiers wearing ancient armor and holding corrosive weapons.

Spearmen, sword and shield soldiers, euphorbiasmen, archers, knights,

Every undead soldier of Kamavia is fully armed. The weapons in his hands and the armor on his body are glowing with a dark green curse light, which can easily corrode the soul and body, bringing about the curse of ruin.

Unlike the lowest-level ghost zombies transformed by the black mist, the ruined legion can greatly resist the erosion of light rain. Facing the attack of the holy light, it is no longer a one-hit kill.

The battle situation took a turn for the worse, and the survivors who resisted began to retreat steadily. Some soldiers had died in the green corrupted bows and arrows, and in the blink of an eye they transformed into ghosts and twisted up from the ground.

"Get them all back."

Seeing that Foego cheated when he had a disagreement, and Lester was unwilling to make unnecessary sacrifices, the survivors retreated into the light barrier with low morale, and watched helplessly as the soldiers of the ruined legion came to the light under the attack of the Holy Light. In front of the mask, he attacked the mask again and again.

The number of people is really too small, and the attack intensity of Urias and other light sentinels is no longer enough to keep the ruined legion out of the inner barrier.

Unlike a pirate city like Bilgewater, Covert Island is just a little-known small-scale pirate. It is a surprise to be able to temporarily organize twenty or thirty people.

Lester, who originally didn't expect much from the Sentinels of Light, silently pulled the soul-stirring bow and aimed first at the rotten soldiers who were attacking the barrier. The arrow flew out and penetrated the five armored men. The result was far less than that of the ghoul, but it allowed him to Foego was heartbroken.

On the other side, Gwen finally waited for the opportunity to take action. She transformed into magic scissors and was about to break out of the barrier to fight with the ruined legion.

Lester kept firing arrows in his hand and spoke softly.

"Miss Gwen, don't leave the barrier too far, otherwise I won't be able to take care of you."

"I know, I only deal with those monsters close to the barrier."

With Lester's reminder, Gwen obediently stayed at the edge of the inner barrier and used huge magic scissors to cut at the terrifying dilapidated soldiers. Seeing a dilapidated soldier, he would wave his sword at Gwen. Foego exclaimed.

"Don't attack your princess!"

The dilapidated soldiers who stopped attacking were puzzling enough. What was even more surprising was that the dilapidated soldiers were unable to resist the inconspicuous magic scissors, and were broken into pieces by the scissor blades as if they were made of paper.

Foyego couldn't sit still now. He couldn't understand why his princess wanted to attack his soldiers.

"Isulde! Have you forgotten me? I am your favorite King Foego!"

Gwen continued to use scissors to clean up the dilapidated soldiers who did not dare to fight back, without even looking at Foego, achieving a world where only the dilapidated soldiers were injured.

"Isolde! Isolde!"

Seeing that his princess ignored him, Foego became even more anxious. Just as he was about to continue calling his lover, an arrow came towards him. Foego was distracted and could not avoid it. He could only use the King's Sword to block the soul-stirring arrow. .

"Snapped!"

The soul-stirring arrow exploded into a pure life energy. Foyego quickly retreated, but a lot of life energy was still contaminated on his body, causing intense pain.

Foego looked at Lester angrily, but Lester looked sad and his voice was neutral.

"Foego, I am Isulde...have you forgotten me?"

As soon as the words came out, Gwen and Foego were stunned. Urias and other light sentinels who knew the source of the curse of ruin were stunned on the spot. The ruined soldiers who closed their eyes and waited for death opened their mouths wide and made silent accusations. They were no better than those who were confused. How much better are the survivors.

"No! You are not Iseulde! Iseulde... Iseulde... How come you have the aura of Iseulde in you?"

"Because I am Isulde, the princess of Camavia, a stupid woman who cannot rest in peace after death and was hurt by her husband..."

Gwen turned around and looked at Lester blankly. By killing the dilapidated soldiers, she obtained more memory fragments from the black mist and got the most important name in her life. This name was Yi Surd, her creator, the seamstress of Kamavia.

She didn't expect that the first person she found after waking up was the mistress of her heart. No wonder the mistress was so kind to her and she liked her very much. The only question was...why was the mistress a man?

"Foyego, I'm obviously dead, why aren't you freeing me? Are you going to deprive me of even the last time I spent with Gwen?"

The male princess who was full of resentment and admiration was completely stunned by Foyego. Even after thinking about it, Foyego couldn't understand why his princess turned into a macho man who was much stronger than himself.

I'm afraid it didn't come from the fountain of ruin, and there was water in my head.

"No, it's impossible. My princess can't be a man... How can she be a man? This is impossible..."

Foyego took two steps back in disbelief, looking dazed and almost losing his grip on the ruined sword.

"You only love yourself! You keep saying you love me! But you have no idea what I've been through! You still refuse to recognize me until now..."

Lester put down the soul-capturing bow, half-covering his forehead, his tone full of pain, and tears streaming down his face.

"King, princess...I...I..."

"My soul was shattered by Ceresi, whom you trusted most, and sealed in a cold object! Ceresi was still playing with my body when you were unconscious...

Foyego, you still call yourself the King of Kamavia. You can't even keep the dignity of your lover, but you keep saying you love me...liar! "

"Se, Seresi??? He actually did this to you??! How dare he?"

Thresh Ceresi, who was far away in the Shadow Island, rubbed his nose. He didn't quite understand why his empty nose bones felt itchy.

Lester continued.

"Why doesn't he dare? Don't you know that his soul-inducing lamp is a vicious curse that binds the soul? My soul was shattered by Seresi. He has been playing with you and me! He treats you as a fool and me as a fool. Toy!

You are too stupid, you don’t know that what I want is an ordinary life, you don’t know that I hate suffocating love, you don’t know that your enemy is your most ‘loyal’ minister and general, you don’t even know that you are standing in front of you This person is your princess!

You don't know right from wrong, you only want to live in the world of your own imagination, and you don't even know that you are being taken advantage of!

Foyego! I hate you! "

"No, Isulde, it's not like this...I...I...the only person I love most is you..."

"If my Lingluo doll hadn't helped me awaken part of my memory, I wouldn't even be able to recall my true identity... But I didn't expect that my broken soul actually possessed a man, and I had to snatch my body from him. It’s just that you don’t want to recognize me. From now on, I, Isulde, will have nothing to do with you Foego... I will let this body go.”

Before Foyego could vent his emotions, the doll girl burst into tears.

"Owner!!!"

Finally unable to bear the surging emotions any longer, Gwen threw herself at Lester and hugged the man in front of her tightly.

"Woo woo woo, master, you recognized me, why didn't you tell me..."

Caressing Gwen's back, Lester wiped his tears, kissed the girl's forehead, and said softly.

"I'm afraid that I recognize you but you don't recognize me. I'm even more afraid that I recognize you because I have lost my past memory and you don't want to recognize me... I ask you who owns the clothes you are wearing. Do, you don’t even remember my name…how dare I recognize you?”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Master, how could Gwen deny you? Wuwu...Master, Gwen obviously loves you the most..."

Seeing the two people with Isulde's soul hugging each other and making love to each other, the grief-stricken Foego wanted to interrupt but couldn't bear to interrupt, but just watching blankly made him feel a little uncomfortable.

[He is Isulde, and she is also Isulde. It is normal for Isulde to hug Isulde. They are both my princess. It is not worth being angry if the princess hugs the princess.]

After self-hypnosis for a long time, Foego let go of the strange feeling. Compared with Gwen, he was more willing to believe that the man in front of him was Isulde's main soul, otherwise he would not have known so much inside information.

"It's a pity that my soul is torn apart and I have no memory left. Now I have nothing but the name 'Isulde'... Even this body has its original owner."

"No, Master, you still have Gwen! Gwen will stay with you, just like she did when she was little, never leaving you! Let's hide and seek together! Let's sew clothes together~ Master, you sew, and Gwen does it for you Get the scissors~"

Lester responded to Gwen's tearful eyes, saying that he didn't feel guilty was definitely a lie. He didn't want to deceive this simple doll girl, but he couldn't think of a better way to keep Gwen.

We can only find an opportunity to truly resurrect Isulde to repay Gwen. Now, we can only resort to tricks.

"Isulde, I was wrong, please forgive me? I will definitely investigate Seresi's matter. If he really dares to do this..."

Lester hugged Gwen and looked at Foego with a blank and indifferent look.

"Until now you still refuse to believe me, check it out, go check it out, anyway, we have nothing to do with each other anymore... I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep..."

"Isulde! No! I believe you! When I get back, I will kill Seresi to vent your anger! Don't be angry with me, okay?"

However, this time Lester's voice had returned to its coldness.

"Miss Gwen, we are fighting the enemy, why are you hugging me? Wiping your nose on my clothes?"