The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: The Troubled Female Mage

Darkwill led Lothar to a secret hall deep underground.

“This is the lonely meeting hall…cough cough…” Darkwill got out of the wheelchair with the help of his attendants and sat on the main seat in the hall. “This place is very safe, you don’t have to worry…”

Although Darkwill said so, the thunder of unknown origin still did not stop, and Darkwill’s complexion became more and more ugly.

“What the hell happened!” Darkwill said sullenly, “Why hasn’t anyone come to report it yet! Are all the guards dead!”

“It’s really possible that they are all dead.” Lothar thought in his heart, and at the same time, he was a little curious about what method Swain used to make such a big commotion.

Lothar waited silently, and Darkwill’s complexion became worse and worse.

They waited for a long time, and finally a soldier rushed into the secret hall and knelt in front of Darkwill: “Your Majesty! There are rebels outside! The upper level of the Immortal Fortress has been captured!”

Darkwill was so frightened that he almost fell off his seat. He picked up the incense burner in his hand and threw it on the commanding soldier: “Nonsense! The lonely immortal fortress is solid! How could it be breached!”

“Your Majesty! A large number of carrion ravens flew from nowhere, and the defensive offensive and guards on the city wall were all paralyzed! There is no way to annihilate the army of thieves!”

Darkwill’s face was pale.

“It seems that Ms. Pale didn’t block Swain…” Lothar thought to himself, and the ice crystal throwing knife slowly took shape in the palm of his hand.

Darkwill clung to the armrest so hard that his fingertips ooze blood: “Impossible… Ms. Pale…”

Darkwill gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: “Quick! Let all the cabinet mages come here to escort you! And the black rose! Let everyone come here!”

“Subordinates…subordinates do not have the authority to summon the adults of Black Rose…”

“Tell them it’s Gu’s order!”

“But… now you can’t get out of the Immortal Fortress…”

“Trash!”Darkwell couldn’t hold back anymore, drew out the sword of the guard beside him, and slashed at the commanding soldier’s head.

But Darkwill is not strong enough, even though he is ready [resource; source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,,8″5.;6 He cut right into Ling Bing’s neck, but the blade got stuck in it, blood spattered Darkwill’s face, and he was still furiously trying to cut deeper.

“It’s really embarrassing.” Lothar didn’t hesitate any more. Darkwill’s defeat had been revealed. Before he had any mages rushing to guard him, Lothar decided to act now.

The ice throwing knife in his hand was so thin that it was almost transparent, cutting through the air sharply and sinking into Darkwill’s neck.

Darkwill’s eyes bulged, the raised sword in his hand stopped abruptly, and blood coughed from his throat.

“Successful.” Lothar no longer looked at Darkwill. What he was going to face next were the guards guarding the emperor.

But these guards didn’t move. Their emperor was killed by Lothar in front of his eyes, but none of them drew their weapons.

“What’s going on?” Lothar’s hairs began to stand on end.

The guards in the secret hall were silent, and there was no expression on their faces.

Suddenly, they all turned their heads towards Lothar, as if their movements were controlled by one person.

“You shouldn’t have done it.” All the guards said in unison, “Lothar.”

“Ms. Pale!” Lothar hurriedly looked at Darkwill. The emperor who should have died was gone, replaced by the female mage wearing a white robe and hood.

The female mage was covered in blood. The blood was from her own. The blood soaked out of the white robe, dyeing the robe redder and redder.

“Swain hurt her!” Lothar didn’t dare to be careless in the slightest. While keeping a distance from the female mage, he let the ice magic surge wildly on his body.

The female mage raised her staff and tapped it lightly on the ground.

The magic power gushing out of Lothar’s body was completely dispersed by this inconspicuous knock. Not to mention ice crystals, even ice scum could not be summoned.

“Damn it!” Lothar had no choice but to bite his fingertips. Blood overflowed from his fingertips and condensed into several blood crystal throwing knives in his hands.

Lothar’s practice of blood magic was too short, and he was far from being as proficient as ice magic. The condensed blood flying knives were rough and simple, and one even had a curled blade.

But Lothar didn’t have the time to be picky. He threw a throwing knife at the female mage, and then escaped from the secret hall without looking.

Lothar had absolutely no intention of fighting the female mage. Her strength was unfathomable. Even if she was injured by Swain, Lothar didn’t think she could beat her.

He ran on the stone bridge with all his strength, and the huge molten pool under the ground dyed Lothar’s sight red.

“Huh… the magic seems to be stable…” Lothar tried to mobilize the ice element, and a little frost condensed from his feet.

An ice crystal staircase rose from the ground, and Lothar climbed quickly, directly from one stone bridge to another, and ran towards the ground at the fastest speed.

Now that Darkwill has been shot, Lothar’s only choice is to side with Swain.

As long as he can run to the ground, Swain should be able to protect him.

What Lothar is most worried about now is whether Darkwill is dead or not.

Or, was it really Darkwell who was stabbed in the neck by Lothar with the ice crystal throwing knife just now?

Lothar was startled suddenly, subconsciously dispelled the magic, the ice steps under his feet disappeared, and he began to fall downwards.

A chain shining with a magical halo emerged from the blind spot of Lothar’s vision. If Lothar was still on the ice stairs, he would definitely be hit by it.

“It’s really dangerous.” Lothar thanked his intuition from the bottom of his heart, and looked in the direction where the magic chains were flying.

It’s a female mage. She didn’t know when she caught up with Lothar, and she was standing on the stone bridge below Lothar.

“It’s really difficult.” An ice slope appeared under Lothar, connecting another stone bridge above and below. Lotha slid down the ice slope and ran towards the other section of the stone bridge.

Lothar just ran to the end of the stone bridge when another magic chain flew towards his face.

Lothar dared not touch the chain, God knows what kind of weird magic is attached to it.

He turned around, narrowly dodged the chains, got into the tower passage, and sprinted to the ground along the spiral staircase.

The female mage chased after her, and the magic chain tried to catch Lothar again and again, but Lothar barely avoided them.

“Is it because of the injury? Her magic was also affected?” Lothar didn’t know why the female mage kept making mistakes, but it was better this way.

Along the way, Lothar didn’t meet a single guard of the Immortal Fortress, and they should have been transferred to the ground to participate in the battle.

“Phew… finally on the ground.” Lothar rushed out of the underground gate, and even the heavy guards stationed here were completely gone at this time.

“Where’s Swain?” Lothar looked out through the window, and the overwhelming crows really startled him, “That old man is really powerful.”

Lothar was a little speechless. The last time he saw such a shocking scene was… when he saw those gods in the Freljord.

But it’s not the same as when facing the gods. In front of the gods, there is only an endless sense of insignificance, like an ant looking up at a big tree.

But the storm of crows feels more like to Lothar…

In Fossbarrow in Demacia, the two… demons who faced the blonde girl together

“It’s just an illusion…” Lothar avoided a magic chain drilled from the ceiling, and caught a glimpse of a crow standing on the handrail of the stairs out of the corner of his eye.

The crow looked at LuoSaqua croaked twice, then flew upwards.

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“Swain is up there.” Lothar followed the crow and ran up.

Gradually, Lothar could hear some slashing sounds. Although they were covered by the thunderous flapping of crows’ wings, they did exist.

“Swain’s men haven’t finished the battle yet… I hope Draven hasn’t gone crazy and brought those mushrooms…” Lothar has no plans to join the battle. His deal with Swain is to kill the emperor.

The place the crow brought Lothar surprised him.

The audience hall, where Lothar and Darkwill just met.

“I came back here after doing it for a long time…”

Lothar rushed into the audience hall, but did not see the back of the old man in a coat.

A magic chain drilled out from the floor, and directly strangled the crow that led Lothar without leaving a body. The crow seemed to have evaporated directly.

In front of the throne, stood the female mage in white robe.

“The ghosts linger…” Lotha looked at the female mage, her robe was completely stained red with blood, and Lotha could smell the strong smell of blood on her body from a long distance away.

The female mage raised her staff, and the light at the tip of the staff lit up.

Lothar was ready to fight, and quickly summoned an ice shield.

But the light on the female mage’s staff only flickered, then dimmed again.

She bent her knees and supported the staff with both hands, seeming to be very weak.

“Is she injured so badly?” Lothar thought to himself, “Should I take advantage of now…”

The female mage’s staff lit up again.

“Try it, otherwise it will be very troublesome for her to keep pestering me. At worst, she will lose an arm or something before running away.” Lothar rushed straight at the female mage, throwing a few ice knives out of her hand.

The female mage summoned the magic chain with some difficulty, and stopped a few flying knives in the air, but one missed and pierced her shoulder.

“She is really weak!” Lothar took advantage of the victory to pursue, flying knives towards the female mage from all angles, and at the same time condensed an ice sword in his hand.

The female mage couldn’t resist, and several throwing knives pierced her body.

She tried her best to release the magic to stop Lothar, but it was too late.

The ice sword pierced fiercely into her chest.

Lothar’s hand, through the hilt of the sword, really felt the feeling of the sharp edge piercing into the flesh.

The female mage spit out a big mouthful of blood, which splashed on the ice sword and then dripped to the ground.

“Successful?” Lothar was a little taken aback, “Did I kill her?”

Lothar’s eyes blurred, and the female mage in his eyes began to distort and deform, and finally turned into a face Lothar was familiar with.

Swain.

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I hate fighting with mages the most. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not afraid, I just hate their seemingly endless tricks. I know a lot of powerful mages, and you never know what weird magic they will play back to disgust you in the next second.

It’s really annoying.

——Draven