Lone Wolf of the Freljord

Rorschach asked, "Can you see why this guy is getting weaker?"

Rorschach was inexperienced and could not see why Shane suddenly became weaker.

"Wait, let mom take a look." Evelyn's charming eyes changed like the night, staring at Sean, "Well... Interesting, this guy is dead, but not dead."

"What's the meaning?"

"Qianjue Langling's teeth have already bit his neck, and there are tooth marks on his soul's neck."

"Being bitten by a wolf spirit, he must be dead."

"But he didn't, he was resurrected by some very complex magic." Evelyn pointed at Sean, "The furnace in his abdomen is the source of power that drives his body, and it's full of some kind of high concentration of magic fuel, haha. , Noxians are willing, it will cost a lot of money to wake Shane once."

"Then why did he suddenly become weaker?" Rorschach asked, "Is it because there is not enough magic fuel?"

"It's not..." Evelyn raised her mouth, "but someone is limiting his power."

"Restriction..." Luo Xia also laughed, "It seems that besides us, there are people who want to hit the prince."

"It's Noxus," Evelyn said. "There is a mage who is remotely controlling Sion and controlling Sion's power very well. It should be that he doesn't want to kill our little prince. The purpose is to capture him alive."

Rorschach's face changed, his features disappeared, and it became an ever-changing pattern of symmetrical ink stains.

Evelyn looked at Rorschach obsessively: "Dear, what are you going to do?"

"Look for the guy who also wants to fight the prince's idea." Rorschach said, "Show me the battlefield, don't let Sain catch the prince, and if necessary, you can help him escape."

"Aren't we going to kill the prince and make Demacia panic?" Evelyn was puzzled.

"There are also people in Noxus who are interested in the prince. I want to know why, the prince's life can be taken anytime, and... maybe he may be more useful than dead." Rorschach turned and was about to leave .

"I still think it's better to kill him directly," Evelyn said.

"Don't be stupid, Evelyn." Rorschach stopped, "I'm different from you, I never only focus on petty profits in front of me. You made this mistake last time and I failed in the clouds."

"Don't mention that... Mom knows it's wrong..." Evelyn leaned over to Rorschach and twisted her body, "Then what's your purpose of keeping the little prince alive? You have a better way to make Demacia In a panic?"

"That's why you're short-sighted." Rorschach disappeared in an instant, leaving only one sentence lingering in Evelyn's ear, "Who said that the fear of a country in Demacia can satisfy me?"

Evelyn stood there, seemingly stuck in a slack for a long time, unable to extricate herself.

"Ahhh!" Evelyn screamed, covering her face with her hands, "My son is so handsome! Ahhh! I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I can't stand it! I love you, I love you, I love you. is you!"

Where no one could see, a female demon twisted frantically, and the viscous liquid continued to flow down her inner thighs.

...

Rorschach followed the trajectory of the magic.

In the realm of matter, magic is invisible. If it is not for a highly sensitive mage, it can only be detected and perceived by people when it is converted into the real existence of fire, water, and wind.

But in the spiritual realm, magic is like lines and paintings that can be clearly seen, and the source of all magic can be easily found.

Rorschach found it, linking the magical appearance of Sein's body.

A chain with brilliant colors.

The more complex and changeable the colors of magic in the spiritual realm, the more complex the ontology of magic, and the caster is most likely to be a master who is proficient in several or even dozens of types of magic.

Rorschach followed the chains and shuttled in the spiritual realm.

The time flow of the spiritual realm and the material realm is completely different. Sometimes the spiritual realm is faster, and sometimes the material realm is faster. Rorschach has been walking for a long time, maybe a full few months, but he knows that in the physical realm , not even a single sneeze has passed.

Finally, Rorschach found the source of the chain.

He walked over and returned to the material realm.

The colorful and bizarre scene of the spiritual realm disappeared, and the tangible and orderly material realm reappeared in front of Rorschach.

He appeared in a hall.

In the hall, many people were standing around a table, arguing fiercely about something.

There was only one woman who had a seat, and she was dressed in fancy clothes, wearing a golden crown, and she was gorgeous.

Women seem to be the head of everyone, and they all talk about their own words around women, as if trying to persuade women to listen to their own words.

Rorschach stared at the woman.

That woman, no matter how the people around her argue, she always has a shallow smile on her face.

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"Okay, okay, there's no point in coaxing. Don't act rashly for the time being. We'll have a discussion after the spies bring the news. After all..."

- the pale lady

Chapter six hundred and eighty second escape

Evelyn stood in the distance of the battlefield, boredly watching the changes in the battle situation.

Evelyn likes killing people and dying in pain, but Evelyn doesn't like war very much.

War does bring pain, but this pain is largely overshadowed by some so-called patriotism, sense of honor, and desire to win.

Warriors will overcome the fear of death in various ways, such as Demacians use honor to inspire soldiers, Noxians use status to inspire soldiers, Freljordians... Freljord The Germans are what Evelyn hates the most. The culture nurtured in that bitter cold place makes the barbarians there quite able to bear pain, and even deliberately pursue pain and even death.

Evelyn didn't want this kind of pain at all, it was really tasteless, like broken red wine, Evelyn didn't even want to taste it.

But in fact, Evelyn hadn't tasted pain for a long time, and now she prefers to taste something else.

"Ah...my son...my baby..." Evelyn hugged herself like a nympho, her mind full of Rorschach.

"No, no." Evelyn patted her face and calmed herself down, "You have to take a good look at the little prince, if I screw things up again, my little baby will really kill me...hehe... But that seems to be fine..."

During Evelyn's troubled nympho, a frantic laughter sounded behind her.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!" The laughter was sharp and harsh, and Evilin's good mood was suddenly dispersed.

"Why do you always like to appear behind other people's backs." Evelyn said displeasedly.

"Hee hee hee hee hee!" The sharp laughter said, "I have always been the case, but you are not the same as before. The tempting devil has now become a slave to others."

"Pay attention to your words." Evelyn said coldly, "I am Rorschach's mother, Rorschach is your master, don't mess with me."

"Hee hee hee hee! Will Rorschach kill me because of you? Hee hee hee hee! You are not that important to him, right, hee hee hee hee!"

Two spikes suddenly burst out from Evelyn's back, grabbing the direction of the source of the sound, and strangling what was caught to pieces.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!" But the laughter sounded in another place.

"Sacco, you are so annoying." Evelyn retracted her thorns, "When Rorschach knows how good my mother is to him, the first thing I will do is let him tear your face to pieces and let you I can't laugh anymore."

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee! Good joke!" Sako laughed.

"You're really annoying."

"Hee hee! You didn't answer my question, why did you become so attached to Rorschach, is it just because he was born from within you?"

"Of course not... um... how can I say..." Evelyn thought about her cheeks, "I like to taste pain, and pain is like a delicacy to me, so I like to eat it. But Rorschach... Rorschach is right As far as I am concerned, it is a drug. I can't get rid of him. He is my son, my future, my hope, my ambition, my everything! I can't live without him..."

"Hee...hee...hee..." Sacco's laughter gradually weakened, and finally became very low, "Do you believe that he can become the king of demons, this title is funny when you hear it?"

"Of course he can." Evelyn said firmly, "My son, he can do anything."

"Hee hee hee hee!" Sacco's voice became sharp again, "The little prince can't hold it anymore, his injury is killing him, the big guy's purpose is to catch him, but he resists too stubbornly Well, he will die if it goes on like this. Hee hee hee! It's stupid, he could have survived if he was taken away honestly."

"You can't let him die, and you can't let the Noxians take him." Evelyn remembered Rorschach's order when she left, "Sacco, go and interfere with Sion, remember, his weakness is the melting pot in his abdomen. , I'm here to give the prince a chance to escape."

"Hee hee hee hee hee! You can't order me! And I don't want to do the most tiring work!"

"Are you going to do it or not!"

The laughter died, and Sacco was gone.

"It's about the same." Evelyn smiled, and her figure began to dim and blur, as if a veil of night was draped over her, making her blend in with the night.

...

Jarvan IV felt that the Lamb Spirit was about to take him away.

He was already covered in blood, most of which was his own blood, seeping out from the inner armor and flowing in the gaps in the armor.

Unwilling to give up his subordinates, this is the end of the battle against a giant who can't be killed. Jarvan IV's injuries are even more serious. His mouth is full of the smell of his own blood. Stand firm and wield the Dragon Spear.

But Jarvan IV is a human, and everyone has limits, but his opponent, Sain, is not. Although he has hundreds of serious injuries that can kill ordinary people, his movements are not affected at all, after all He was already dead, and any injuries seemed pointless.

This is the difference between the two.

The gap that made Jarvan IV feel hopeless.

"Emperor..." King Jarvan IV thought of Jarvan I, the first Jarvan who was killed by Sain, "I don't live up to my expectations...today...are you going to die in the same hands again..."

Unbeknownst to Jarvan IV, the morale of the Noxian army had begun to decline.

There is no other reason, Jarvan IV and his subordinates are too tenacious.

There were only about 100 elite soldiers who originally numbered more than 200, but the 100 who died replaced the nearly 500 Noxians.

What a tragic, but shocking achievement.

Deserters have begun to appear on the Noxus side. After all, this army is not a regular army of the Noxus Legion, and its military heart is not an iron plate.

But even so, there are still four or five hundred people left in Noxus, which is still an overwhelming quantitative gap.

Jarvan IV has no chance of winning, and even his life is about to be cut off.

Finally, Jarvan IV couldn't hold it any longer.

When he raised his gun to resist Sein's slash, his hands could no longer support the impact, and he was smashed to the ground.

King Jarvan IV fell on the muddy ground soaked by the rain and stained red by blood and fire. His eyes had begun to sag. No matter how stubborn his will was, he couldn't support this dying body.

Seeing Jarvan IV fall, Shane stopped attacking.

He lowered his axe and reached for Jarvan with the other hand, as if to pick him up.

Just as Shane's hand was about to touch Jarvan IV, two huge tearing wounds suddenly appeared on Shane's back.

"Ah ah ah!" Sain turned around and attacked angrily, trying to kill the guy who attacked him, but the axe swung empty and hit nothing.

Senna's jaw opened with the crown made by Jarvan I, and thick steam escaped from it.

Sean looked back, but saw Jarvan I, who had fallen to the ground, was gone.

He was rescued by a Demacian soldier, and the horses carried them away.

"Ahhh!" Sion growled to catch up, but the other Demacian soldiers quickly surrounded him, blocking his path.

They would use their lives to find a way out for Jarvan IV.

"Roar!" Sain would not tolerate the prey that he was about to catch. His body gradually turned red from the dark blue of the corpse, and the magic furnace in his abdomen continued to heat up, providing this body with terrifying energy.

Just as Thane was about to smash through the Demacian line of defense with his devastating charge again, he felt two more slashes in his flank.

The furnace was cut by two sharp knives. It was hot and hot, and it enjoyed the flow of magic fuel like molten fire slurry.

Sean's huge body staggered and fell down. He was a corpse. Once the energy source was leaked, his power would slowly flow away, and he could no longer run like that wildly.

But the remaining fuel can still support him to move.

Shane poured out his anger on the soldier in front of him.

All the Demacian soldiers did not retreat, and they faced Thane with death, facing the siege of the Noxian army.

"For Demacia!" they uttered the last cry of their lives.

...

The soldiers who escaped with Jarvan IV were running with all their strength: "Your Highness! Hold on! Don't fall asleep! I'll take you to treatment right away! Be sure to stay awake!"

King Jarvan IV was lying on the back of the horse, his mouth was still bleeding.

Only the tripping dragon spear, which he still held tightly.

The gun was a national treasure of Demacia, and Jarvan IV did not want him to be a Noxian trophy.

"In the end...I still can't save them..." King Jarvan IV thought of the soldiers who stayed on the battlefield, and his heart was ashes.

The soldiers kept talking to Jarvan IV as they rode their horses, hoping that he would stay sane.

"His Royal Highness, hold on, we'll... ah!"

The soldier let out a scream, and an arrow hit him in the back of the neck. The soldier was killed on the spot, and the horse that ran away was also hit by the second arrow. The warhorse neighed and fell to the ground. Shi was also thrown out, hit a tree and fell.

Two figures jumped out of the forest. They were Noxian soldiers.

"Hahaha! I said that there must be something to be gained by ambush here!"