The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Darius’ Dream (1)

“We really want to do this.” Samira looked at Lothar drawing a circle with blood on the floor.

“Didn’t you agree to enter Darius’ dream with us?” Lothar said while lowering his head and busying himself, “Now you’re retreating?”

“No…” Samira looked at Lothar suspiciously, “I just wondered if you were trying to kill me with some strange magic.”

“If you’re afraid, you can quit at any time.”

“It’s just that I haven’t seen much magic that uses blood.”

“Oh, there’s no need to use blood. Any colored water is fine. I just saw a butcher’s shop in the next street pouring blood, so I bought it from him.” Lothar added, ” With the money I won from you.”

“Cut…” Samira looked like she didn’t care about the money, “Hurry up and get it, if you don’t enter Darius’ dream, I’ll kill you with one shot.”

“Whatever you want.” Lothar dipped his fingers in blood, writing and drawing various densely packed and complex runes on the ground.

Standing beside Lothar, Tai Long watched him portray the magic circle, with a strange look in his eyes.

As a top assassin, Talon is familiar with more than thirty languages, whether it is the muddy native language of the Freljord, the clumsy dialects of the Ionian provinces, or Shurima, which requires a very flexible tongue to speak like a native language. Tai Long can speak human tongue fluently, but he can’t recognize what Lothar is writing.

It is obviously a regular text, and magic using text as the medium is not uncommon, but after observing it for a long time, Tai Long couldn’t even find a single text in his memory that might be related to the language Lothar was writing.

“What kind of text is this?” Although he knew that it would be easy to get offended by asking about other people’s details, Tai Long couldn’t help asking.

“Oh, this, this is Ou Chen language.” To Tai Long’s surprise, Lothar didn’t want to hide anything, and answered his question casually.

“Ou Chen language…” Tai Long racked his brains and couldn’t remember which language it belonged to.

“It’s a very ancient language. Few living people use it anymore. You don’t need to know about it.” Lothar is telling the truth. Basically, all the dead people who can speak Ochen language, Lothar is an exception.

“Tch, play tricks.” Samila is not interested in writing anything, she yawned big, “I’ll wait for a long time if you fix it, or I’ll go to sleep if it’s not better.”

“Okay.” Lothar stood up, clapped his hands, then moved a sofa to the magic circle, and sat down in the middle of the sofa, “You guys also sit down.”

Samira and Tai Long exchanged glances, and then sat on both sides of Lothar.

“Hold hands with me.” Lothar said to the two of them.

Tai Long didn’t hesitate, and directly held hands with Lothar. After hesitating for a while, Samira also grabbed Lothar’s other hand.

“Okay, no matter what happens next, don’t be surprised, and don’t let go of my hand.” Lothar said, “Otherwise, I will not be responsible for any accidents.”

“Got it, let’s start quickly.” Samira said.

“Understood.” Tai Long said.

Lothar held his breath and concentrated. He stared at the magic painted on the floor, and sang in a mysterious tone that was almost singing: “When three people walk together, there must be a dead body.”

The magic circle on the ground suddenly emitted a faint green light, which enveloped the three of them at once, and then dissipated in an instant.

Samira looked around: “Nothing happened?”

“Stand up with me.” Lothar said, standing up first.

Samira and Tai Long were surprised to see a green ghost coming out of Lothar’s body, and it was not Lothar’s body that stood up, but a translucent ghost that looked exactly like Lothar, with black traces overflowing from his body. Thick mist.

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And they also saw that the hand held by Lothar also left its original arm position, emitting bursts of dim light.

“Stand up, too. If it’s normal to feel dizzy or nauseous, don’t be afraid,” Lothar said.

The two stood up respectively. They saw that their standing bodies were like ghosts like Lothar’s, but their original bodies were still sitting on the sofa, motionless.

“This is…” Samira looked at herself curiously.

“Our souls have just left our bodies.” Lothar said, “Our bodies haven’t died. You see, our chests are still rising and falling., still breathing. ”

Samira touched the face of her body on the sofa, but there was no response: “You are really… an interesting magician, no wonder Commander Swain sent you here.”

Lothar smiled. The magic of leaving the body is quite dangerous, because not all places have black mist like Shadow Island. Generally, the spirit body will dissipate immediately as soon as it leaves the body, but Lothar will create black mist by himself. Therefore, the out-of-body souls of Samira and Tyrone can be kept.

“What to do next?” Tai Long asked.

“Don’t let go of my hand, let’s go in first.” Losara led the two of them to Darius’ room, and Darius locked himself inside when he came back at night.

The three of them went straight through the door, and Darius’ lock was useless.

“Don’t be afraid to make a sound. The sound made by the spirit body is difficult to be noticed.” Lothar said to the two.

“Your magic is really interesting. You ignore the locked door, it won’t alarm anyone, and it won’t leave any footprints or evidence.” Samira changed her cynicism towards Lothar, and looked at her body with novelty, “If Wouldn’t it be perfect for stealing or being a spy”

“It’s not invincible in this form. There are many ways to detect and eliminate it.” Lothar said.

“for example”

“The most effective one should be sunlight, or holy silver, that is, silverware that has been treated in a special way.”

Samira raised her eyebrows: “You just said your magic weakness directly.”

“You are welcome to use it against me next time we meet.” Lothar smiled, “But for now, let’s focus on Darius.”

Samira chuckled lightly, and she suddenly felt that this straightforward man wasn’t so annoying anymore.

Lothar brought the two of them to Darius’ bedside. This powerful man finally took off his armor while sleeping, but he could still be seen wearing a layer of self-defense inner armor under his pajamas.

At this moment, Darius was sweating profusely on his head, his lips were constantly wriggling, and his expression was faintly painful.

“It seems that Darius’ nightmare has already begun.” Lothar said, “We have to hurry up, we must break his demons, you are ready [source; group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? .0′.5,,8’5. ;6 Are you ready? ”

“Quasi [resource; source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2?. 0′. 5,, 8″5. ;6 Ready. “Samila and Tai Long said in unison.

Lothar began to sing in Ou Chen’s language: “Dive into the swamp, dive into the abyss.”

The three souls shrank, twisted, and entered Darius’ brain at once.

When the vision of the three regained clarity, they were no longer in Darius’ room, but on a miserable battlefield and city ruins.

“This is Darius’ dream…” Samira looked around. All she could see was the scorched land and rotting corpses. “Where is this?”

“Ionia.” Lothar said, pointing to a tree house next to him. “Only Ionia would use a whole tree as a house. We are in Ionia now.”

“The Noxus expedition to Ionia.” Tyrone said.

“It should be.” Lothar let go of the two of them’s hands. “In the dream, you don’t need to hold hands, but don’t leave me and run around. If I can’t find you, I will just leave you here.”

“I know, I know.” Samira knelt down and looked at a corpse, “Tsk tsk tsk, it’s so miserable, it rots like this, what can burn these people like this?”

“Our people did this.” A woman’s voice sounded.

The three of Lothar heard the sound and looked, and it was a blond woman who spoke.

She looked very beautiful, with blond hair, wearing a Noxian military uniform, with a bandage on her right arm, which looked like she was injured.

“No.” The one who answered the woman’s question was Darius who followed her, “It’s an alchemist from Zaun in one of Amistan’s battle groups.”

“Amistan…” The blond woman squatted down and picked up an undamaged gold round pendant next to a dead body, “She really is a murderous bitch.”

“We’ve seen more dead people.” Darius said behind the blond woman.

“I’ve never seen such a dead person.” The blond woman looked at the horrific appearance of the corpse, her eyes were full of compassion and shame, “We have been in the Noxus army for so many years, and we already know how terrible war is, but This…is simply hell…”

Darius didn’t reply.

“Can’t they see us?” Samira asked Lothar in a low voice.

“What you can’t see, this is Darius’ dream, and it will only be staged in his memory and imagination.” Lothar said, he pointed, and the blonde woman said, “She is Quinrieta Varn, She is Darius’ childhood sweetheart, and she was also in love with him for a while.”

“How do you know?” Samira asked.

“Do you think I’m as idle as you during the day?” Lothar sneered, “I specifically went to find Darius’ younger brother Delevingne and learned a lot about him.”

“Tch, you’re the smart one.” Samira said disdainfully, “That wretched man Delevingne, every time I see him, he either asks me to play a game with him in the arena or let me sleep with him. Go see that idiot.”

Lothar shrugged and said nothing.

Tai Long looked at the ground that had been burned into a strange green and the horrible corpses under his feet: “Is this how the expedition to Ionia was like…”

“This is a ancestorAn’s alchemist made it, you should know it, it’s called Singed. “Lothar said, “Noxus made a deal with him, allowing him to invent weapons of mass destruction that can be applied on the battlefield. What made this place like this is the alchemy flame he invented. ”

A trace of displeasure flashed in Samira’s eyes: “That thing burned the whole city down, even civilians.”

“Not one was left, and even the Noxus army suffered a lot from this alchemy flame.” Lothar said, “This thing is much more terrifying than black powder.”

While the three of them were talking, the scene in the dream had already changed.

Darius was standing on a large boat, and Quirieta was kneeling on the bed next to him. Several field medical soldiers were holding her. Her right arm was festering and miserable green at this time, and she also let out a miserable wail. .

“Quietta!” Darius said to Quirieta, “Your arm has been contaminated by alchemy poison! It must be amputated! Otherwise you will die!”

“Don’t…don’t…” Cuileta cried and shouted, “Let me die! It hurts…it hurts…I can’t stand it…let me die! let me die!”

“You can’t die!” Darius grabbed Quirieta’s shoulder, “You still have to continue fighting for Noxus! This is our dream!”

Darius turned his head to look at the medical soldier, who was burning a large knife with flames to sterilize it.

“Cut it off, hurry up.” Darius said.

The red-burning broadsword was hanging on Quirieta’s right shoulder.

“Don’t! Don’t!” Quilletta yelled heart-piercingly. She wanted to escape, but several medical soldiers pinned her down.

Lothar, Tai Long and Samira watched this scene quietly, none of them made a sound, and none of them avoided the scene.

The sword slashed, and Quirieta’s right arm left her in the midst of her throat-torn cries and gushed blood.

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Noxian soldiers are not discharged with disabilities.

For the Noxians, losing one or two arms and legs will only make them weaker, but they are still fighters and can still go into battle.

This is the bloodliness of the Noxus.

——A Noxus officer in service, he has lost his left arm, both ears and half of his right foot