The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Salvation

Lothar moved with heavy steps, advancing step by step on the muddy ground. The pressure of the nightmare accumulated on his body. Lothar felt that every inch of skin on his body was extremely heavy, and he wished he could just fall to the ground and fall into a deep sleep.

The distance between him and Luca was only a dozen or so steps, but each step seemed as long as an hour.

“Why struggle?” Luca smiled ferociously, “I’m just showing you what you’re afraid of.”

The pain was burning in Lothar and Lacus’ chests, and a vision appeared in front of their eyes, as if the whole body was on fire, and the severe pain spread across the internal organs in an instant.

Lothar almost fell to his knees, his toes gripped the ground, blood was already seeping from his shoes, but he continued walking.

Lux’s magic gradually began to overdraw. In order to support the light curtain to cope with the tireless attacks of the nightmare creatures, Lux had already begun to lose consciousness, and hot blood flowed from her mouth and nose.

Both Lothar and Lacus knew that the person they were relying on hadn’t given up yet, so they couldn’t fall down no matter what.

Luka frowned and looked at the two people approaching him step by step: “Stupid mortal and mage.”

He didn’t retreat, as if he believed that Lothar and Lacus would not be able to persist until they came to him. He just watched coldly, waiting for the scene where they collapsed and were swallowed by the nightmare creatures.

But that scene never came.

Lothar spat out a mouthful of blood, and walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The light on Lux’s cane became weaker and weaker, but it never went out.

Luka’s expression became more and more ugly, his face was so distorted that it was almost impossible to distinguish his facial features.

Lothar was only three steps away from Luca.

Luka moved, he was stepping back.

Lothar moved violently. He bent down and used all his strength with one hand to hold Lacus’s buttocks, throwing her forward forcefully.

The distance of three steps is so short that it only takes an instant.

A look of shock appeared on Luca’s face. He hurriedly wanted to fly back, but Lux, who was thrown forcefully by Lothar, could touch him without doing anything.

The golden crown on the tip of the cane lightly touched Luca’s cheek.

The time of contact was very short, but it was enough.

Lux injected all her own light into Luca’s body, and the fiery brightness burst out in his eyes.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Luka let out a piercing roar, and the attachment of the monster in his body to his body was slightly loosened.

An incandescent flame ignited on him, and the intense light dispelled all the shadows. The nightmare creatures and the night disappeared one after another. In the end, the light was so intense that Lothar couldn’t see anything clearly.

But Lux can still see clearly, quasi [resources’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,,8″5.;6 Indeed, she could sense the magic in Luca’s body.

The evil dark energy was suppressed by the light, and Lacus found a faint magical aura, which should belong to Luca himself.

Lacus could feel that a little boy was sitting on the ground, hugging his knees, crying helplessly.

He raised his head, his eyes were dim with tears, and the ferocity of a monster was gone on his face, replaced by the innocence and fear of a child: “I’m afraid…”

pullKesi said softly: “Don’t be afraid, Luka, nightmares can’t defeat you.”

“can you help me?”

“Of course, but you have to go back with me.”

“But I’m afraid…”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of.” Lacus said, “I know that you are afraid that people will know your abilities. I have experienced that kind of hesitation and fear, sister… maybe I have experienced it until now.”

Lacus approached Luca and said with a smile: “But there is nothing to be afraid of, the magic in your body is neither evil nor terrifying, it is just your ability, just like you can make wooden toys yourself, You just need to master it proficiently, and I can help you.”

“Really?”

“real.”

“you promise?”

“I promise.”

Lothar struggled to crawl forward with one arm, and a delicate hand held him.

“What’s the result?” Lothar asked.

“Luka is a very strong child.” Lacus held Lothar’s hand. This hand was full of scars and calluses, but she felt more comfortable holding it than silk. “He will overcome it.”

The surrounding light expanded again, bright beyond imagination. Luca’s magical power was peeling off the darkness, and the black air disappeared without a trace.

Then the light faded, and Lux ​​saw the empty field in her memory, the same as it was many years ago. Green grass, hills, stone cairns, and stone slabs still record the deeds of Fossian. The power of darkness is gone, and the distorted forest has returned to normal. The ghostly branches just now turned back to ordinary bushes, and the night sky is also a midnight blue, full of stars, echoing in the canopy of the forest. The chirping of nocturnal birds.

Section 36

A strange idea suddenly came to Lacus—how did Grandfather Fossian defeat this demon back then? Did he use a sword?

Or maybe, just like himself, there is light in his body

“Thank you, great-grandfather.” Lux looked up at the stone tablet next to the grave, and said silently.

Lothar let out a long sigh of relief. Beside Lacus, the little boy named Luca was lying on the green grass with his eyes closed, sleeping peacefully.

“The nightmare is over,” Lothar asked quietly.

“It’s over.” Lux looked at Luka, “He should be dreaming sweet dreams now.”

“That’s good.” Lothar turned over and lay on the ground, his whole body hurting like hell, and he didn’t even have the slightest thought of standing up. “I’m so exhausted, I mean my ass…”

Before Lothar could finish speaking, Lacus fell on top of him with a plop.

She was lying on Lothar’s chest, breathing evenly, her golden eyelashes trembling slightly.

Lothar sighed, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe the blood off Lax’s face: “You’ve worked hard too, ass, let’s have a good dream.”

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Galen spat out a mouthful of gore. The plate armor on his chest was hit by a nightmare tauren with a sledgehammer. Four ribs were broken, and two were inserted into his lungs. Every time he took a breath, there was a sharp pain. , and the vitality is also lost.

One of the five fighters of the Fearless Pioneer has fallen, lying on the ground, breathing weakly.

The condition of the other soldiers was also very bad. Varya had a broken hand and could no longer lift her shield. The faces of the remaining two soldiers were ashen, and unknown toxins spread in their bodies.

They have fought fiercely with the demon army for more than three hours, and they are on the verge of limit.

Galen experienced defeat and despair, which he had never experienced before. No matter how difficult the situation was, he could always see the dawn of hope, thus encouraging himself to persevere.

But now, comrades in arms fell one after another, but the number of the Nightmare Legion did not decrease in the slightest, on the contrary, they continued to fight more and more.

There is no doubt that they failed miserably.

Galen supported his seriously wounded body with the giant sword. His vision was somewhat blurred by the blood, but he could still see clearly the barbarian who was slaughtering like a meat grinder among the nightmare army.

Olaf’s injuries were more serious than Galen’s. He was not armed with any armor, and he fought against the nightmare monsters purely with two axes and his flesh and blood. Almost no skin on his body was intact. After digging it out, it is hard to imagine how he persisted until now.

Galen felt the terrifying aura on Olaf’s body, and even he, who had been on the battlefield countless times, was moved by it.

“Is this the barbarian Berserker of the Freljord?” Galen tensed his painful muscles and stood up tenaciously. but!”

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The sword is used to defeat the bad guys, and the light is used to destroy the evil.

—— Demacian saying.