Quileta's shoulders collapsed, and for the first time there was a look of grief on her face: "You can leave with your troops, let us do it ourselves."

"Wishful thinking." Darius said solemnly, "Even if Becilico was just a small town, Noxus would not allow it to break away from its rule. Otherwise, once this case was opened, other places would follow suit."

Quileta's expression became colder: "You can't beat Bercilico, Darius, even if you are the strongest general in Noxus, you can't fight against my reinforcements."

"Reinforcement" Darius looked at Quileta indifferently, "Are you referring to the army of Amanis?"

Quilletta's eyes widened in horror: "How would you know!"

"My legion surrounded the city of Amanis three days ago. He will either defect to me or accept the wrath of Noxus." Darius looked down, trembling towards Quileta. Like you, he has no choice, either surrender or perish."

"No...I don't believe..." Quiletta bit her lip. "You're lying to me, Amanis didn't defect! He clearly said that he hated Noxus as much as I did!"

"We've known each other for so long, you know I never lie... never lie to you." Darius held out his hand and took a Noxian flag from Draven, the bright red banner painted on it. Sign of Noxus, "The fleet of Amanis will soon come from the sea, and if the flag is not planted on the top of Bercilico's tower, he will attack, and Bercilico will No one is spared, and I have to take you to sacrifice the flag."

Quileta gritted her teeth, her face pale, and she seemed to have recognized her failure.

"Surrender, Quiletta," Darius said. "For the sake of our... past, let's be Noxus' daughter again."

"Daughter of Noxus in the past..." Quiletta laughed, her smile was so weak and pale, "Daraus, you know the only one I learned after becoming a Noxian. What's the matter?"

Darius didn't speak, he just handed the military chess to Quileta.

Quletta didn't pick it up, she continued: "Noxus will only let its children fight for it, fighting endlessly, which means you have to sacrifice not only your own blood and life, but your children as well. of blood and life, and once a Noxian, there will be no more peaceful home."

Darius stared at Queretta: "Take the flag."

Quletta still didn't answer, her voice was choked, and she said tremblingly: "Daraus, Decius, he is not just my son, he is still you..."

Quilletta's voice stopped abruptly.

A knife slashed across her neck, blood spurted out, and in Darius' eyes widened suddenly, Quileta fell helplessly to the ground.

The one holding the knife was the black-haired young adjutant behind Quileta, Infertia.

"Hey..." Samira took a deep breath, "I really didn't expect that."

Talon stared at Infertia, who suddenly killed him, and whispered: "One blow is fatal, that person is a trained assassin."

Darius took a stride and hugged Quiletta, who had fallen to the ground. He had been expressionless just now, but now he opened his mouth and hugged the corpse that would never move again, without saying a word. come out.

Infertia picked up the Noxus military chess that had fallen on the ground, and there was still blood splattered on her face, but her expression was terrifyingly calm: "I'll go and hang the flag on the top of the tower. ."

"Who are you!" Draven asked loudly, grabbing Infertia's wrist for the speechless Darius.

"I'm Infertia, I belong to Noxus MI3." Infertia replied calmly, as if she hadn't killed a single person at all, "I was ordered to go undercover in Besilico."

Darius raised his head blankly, looked at Infertia's face, and the two looked at each other.

"[Hand of Noxus], Quileta has forgotten the three main points on the battlefield." Infertia shook off Draven's hand, turned and walked into Becilico City, "Force, far-sightedness, and cunning. ."

Infertia left, Darius hugged Quiletta's body hard, and Draven could only stand and watch this scene.

"Draven said it was the first time he saw his brother show such a distressed expression." Lothar said to Samira and Tyrone, "Later, Draven was discharged from the army and no longer joined the army."

Samira and Tyrone were silent. Although they were engaged in different places, both of them could be regarded as members of the Noxian army. What they had just seen had mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Decius...the one who died at the hands of the Freljords." Samira spoke first, "It won't be the son of Darius and Quileta."

"Delevingne told me that after he was discharged from the army, he went back to Becilico several times and found out that Quiletta had never been with any man, and that she had given birth to two children by herself," Rosa said. The last thing Rieta said before he died should have been to tell Darius about it, but he couldn't finish it."

"Wait, two children" Samira was taken aback, "who is the other?"

"The pendant that Infertia was wearing around her neck." Tyrone suddenly said what he found, "It's the one that Quiletta picked up on the Ionian battlefield."

Samira's lips parted slightly, she understood something in an instant, and felt nauseated by what she had just speculated.

"Quletta's full name is Quletta Vine." Lothar said, "Infertia became the lord of Besilico after this incident. Draven went to her and learned about her. 's full name... is Infertia Vine."

Samira covered her mouth, she wanted to throw up.

Tai Long lowered his eyes: "I thought this dream was not like a nightmare at first... Now it seems that it is indeed a nightmare."

Darius hugged Quiletta's body tightly. He hugged it so hard that he seemed to want to integrate Quiletta into his body, or maybe he didn't want to stand up at all now.

"Huh..." Samira still didn't spit it out in the end, she just let out a sigh of disgust, and scolded in a low voice, "This dream is **** **** up, hey, **** stick, what are we going to do next?"

"Why are you in such a hurry"

"I'm very upset right now, very, very upset." Samira held pistols in both hands. "And when I'm upset, I don't feel comfortable not throwing things down."

"Then don't worry, there will be a chance soon." Lothar looked up at the sky and said, "The sky is about to change."

The light began to dim, and the light in the sky seemed to have been deprived by something, and I was able to see things clearly, but now it suddenly turned into a blackness that could not be seen.

"Fuck!" Samira cursed angrily. She opened fire towards the sky, but was surprised to find that although the gunshot sounded and the gun felt like the gun was popping in her hand, the muzzle was not as Samira expected. There was a flash of fire, but it was still pitch black before her eyes.

The light was taken away by something.

"The eyes of the dead are always staring at the darkness." A song was sung, and Samira and Tyrone found that they could see things again. Although their vision was still very obstructed, it was much better than before.

"Be careful!" Lothar said to the two after chanting the Ouchen spell, "The nightmare is coming, don't leave me!"

Tyrone and Samira looked at each other. They had never experienced this strange situation, so it would be better to believe that Lothar was here.

They dodged to Lothar, the three of them back to back, Samira raising her spears, Tyrone holding out her arm blade hidden in her sleeve, Lothar holding the Book of the Dead.

"What exactly is the enemy?" Samira asked while observing any disturbances. The darkness around her was not like an ordinary night. The darkness was more like thick and sticky ink, which made Samira feel uncomfortable.

"As I said, the enemy is the nightmare itself." Lothar reminded, "Remember, your blades and bullets won't do much damage to the nightmare, just protect yourself."

"Self-defense" Samira sneered, "What if I want to kill it?"

"If you can kill it, it's up to you, but remember it." Lothar said, "It's too far away from me, and I can't save you."

"Come on!" Tyrone said suddenly.

Samira and Lothar looked at Tyrone at the same time, and Tyrone rushed towards Darius, who was kneeling on the ground.

There was a deep wound on the neck of Quileta, which Darius was holding. From this wound, a cold and threatening sharp blade appeared, approaching Darius' head.

A dart was thrown from Talon's sleeve, and the dart hit the sharp edge with precision, deflecting the location of the sharp edge's attack, just missing Darius' head.

"Separate them both!" cried Lothar.

According to Tyrone's words, he rushed to Quileta's side and wanted to pull the body out of Darius' arms, but Darius was too tight to pull it out.

Tyrone made a decisive decision. He used his arm blade to cut off several places on Quletta's body, grabbed her directly from Darius's arms, and threw her to the ground.

Darius, who had left him, Quletta stared blankly at his empty arms. He seemed to have completely lost his mind, keeping his kneeling posture motionless.

But before Tyrone could relax, Quileta's corpse mutated.

She stood up staggeringly, even though she had been cut by Talon to make it impossible to stand up again, she just stood up, and more sharp blades protruded from the wounds on her body.

"Wolf spirit..." Samira stared at Quiletta, who had turned into an indescribable monster, "What is this?"

"This is a nightmare!" Lothar exclaimed. "Don't panic if anything happens! Remember it's fake!"

Tai Long and Samira stabilized their minds. They were not young children who had just participated in the battle. They had experienced a lot of tempering in their minds and quickly got rid of the shock at the beginning.

"Do we need to beat her?" Arteron asked.

Lothar flipped through the book of the dead and protected Darius beside him: "Everyone said she was fake! Killing her is meaningless! Just keep her from getting close to Darius!"

"Understood!" Tyrone rushed up to face Queretta, he was used to preemptive strikes.

As long as Quiletta is defeated, she won't be able to get close to Darius.

Tyrone and Quilletta fought fiercely together. Several sharp blades on Quilletta attacked Tyrone, but Tyrone's stature was frighteningly dexterous. The blade chopped off Quiletta's limbs.

Lothar was speechless, and he seriously doubted whether Tyrone understood him.

"What kind of guy is here again!" Samira shouted loudly, followed by clear and loud gunfire.

Lothar looked in the direction of Samira, and the enemy that Samira faced was actually Infertia.

This black-haired girl was still as frosty as before, the only difference was that her eyes became pitch black, and even the whites of her eyes were completely blackened. She held a knife in one hand with blood dripping on it, and a Noxian flag in the other. Although Shamira's two shots pierced Infertia's head, she still walked straight towards Darius. Come, a thick liquid like ink flowed from the wound on his forehead.

"What the **** is this monster!" Samira pulled out the big sword from her back and slashed at Infertia without fear. Infertia, with a knife and a flag in her hand, actually fought fiercely with Samira.

Lothar looked at Tyrone and then at Samira. Neither of the two really listened to him. They both said that attacking the guy in the nightmare was meaningless, so they still insisted on going.

"Maybe this is the Noxian." Lothar thought.

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Great achievements are always built on great sacrifices.

Never be afraid to sacrifice yourself, this is the Noxian spirit.

- Swain

Chapter five hundred and fortieth Darius' Nightmare (3) (

Lothar doesn't know if all Noxians are like this, but after listening to Lothar's words, Tyrone and Samira still launched a fierce attack on Quleta and Infertia in the nightmare, and their offensive was fundamental. It's not like he wants to keep them away from Darius, but he really wants to kill them.

Lothar is too lazy to care about them. He will come back when they suffer. Now he has more important things to do - to find the source of the nightmare and the location of the Moteng.

The pure white hunting bow can only find life forms, and it is useless to demons. This time, there is no Demacian girl who can do magic to help Lothar. Lothar can only use the simplest method to find the magician. Location.

"The rotten tree also has roots." Lothar sang the Ouchen language. Even in other people's dreams, magic can still be used normally, but the effect is very poor. Lothar chanted many times before successfully summoning a small ghost. .

Lothar looked at the little ghost in his hand. He summoned this thing not to expect it to do anything, but to see if the soul body could exist in the dream.

The little ghost dissipated almost as soon as it was summoned, and Lothar frowned: "Even in a dream, can't you live without the dead of the black fog... This is trouble..."

Lothar's eyes turned to the dark sky. If he couldn't summon the undead to help, then in this huge dream, trying to find Mo Teng would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"I can only use the stupidest way... Although I don't really want to use this ability..." A strange-colored flame burned in Lothar's eyes, one eye shot out blazing sunlight, and the other eye was flowing In the cold moonlight, Lothar's eyes looked at the boundless darkness in the sky, carefully looking for the magic power in it.

"Damn it! What the **** is a human or a ghost!" On the other side, Samira's roar came. She had left dozens of gunshot wounds on Infertia's body and was cut out by a big sword. The wound, if it were an ordinary person, would have died countless times, but Infertia could still wield a knife and a military flag.

The military flag was wrapped in the gloomy wind, made a hunting sound, and covered Samira's head at once.

Samira cut the flag in half with one knife, raised the gun again, sent a bullet into Infertia's throat, and then spun the great sword into Infertia's body with a smooth reflex rotation.

"Go to hell, monster!" Samira scolded angrily. She pulled the mechanism on the hilt of the great sword, igniting the black powder in the great sword. The huge explosion engulfed Infertia directly. Samira also used the The shock wave retreated a dozen steps away.

"Huh..." Samira breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt very tired, and the battle with Infertia just now seemed to have consumed a lot of her physical strength.

But before Samira had time to rest, a broken flag suddenly pierced the smoke from the explosion of black powder, and stabbed at Samira at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Samira reacted, she wanted to dodge to the side, but she suddenly found that she couldn't use her feet, so she couldn't jump out, and instead fell to the ground.

"What's the matter!" Samira couldn't understand, her physical fitness couldn't be so bad.

Just when the broken flag was about to pierce into Samira's body, a round of darts flew from another place, knocked the broken flag into the air, and finally stabbed into the ground beside Samira.

"Huh..." Samira looked at the direction where the dart was thrown. It was Tailong. He was still fighting Quletta, who was becoming more and more terrifying. Judging from his appearance, he was also in a hard fight, but there was still Free to save Samira.

Samira's pride and anger suddenly ignited. She was never the one who was saved, never.

Samira forced her body to stand up, and she felt that the equipment on her body had become extremely heavy, as if it would crush her.

"Samira! Tyrone! Stop fighting!" Lothar shouted. "The soul is very fragile! The more you fight, the weaker your soul will be! But not nightmares!"

"Shut up!" Samira yelled grumpily at Lothar, "I can handle this guy! Just do your thing!"

As soon as Samira finished speaking, Infertia slowly walked out of the smoke left by the explosion.

Her whole body was scorched black by the black powder, but Infertia didn't scream at all, as if she couldn't feel any pain.

"Force, foresight, cunning...force, foresight, cunning..." Infertia repeated these three words with her burnt throat. She was not speaking to Samira, but to Darius, who was kneeling on the ground, said.

"Decius is not just my child, he is..." On the other side, Quletta, who had dozens of sharp blades all over his body, also cried and repeated this sentence, and the target was naturally Darius.

"Force, foresight, cunning..." Darius read softly, "Decius is mine..."

Lothar saw that Darius' body was gradually being eroded by darkness, and the words of Quletta and Infertia were constantly attacking Darius' heart defense.

"Not good!" Lothar shouted, "The nightmare has begun to directly affect Darius! If Darius collapses, we will not be able to escape from this dream!"

"Then what do you say!" Samira shouted.

"Shut up the two of them! Keep fighting!" Lothar said, turning the pages of the Book of the Dead in his hand, "I'll take you out right away and wake up Darius!"

Samira gritted her teeth and stood up, and stood in front of Infertia again: "I'm sorry, little girl, I can't let you pass."

Infertia's eyeballs were burned to black, and she could not see her eyes at all, and she was still wearing the half-scale Noxian flag cut off by Samira, with embers burning on it.

Infertia's entire face was burnt and peeled off. Samira had seen many terrifying things in her life, but when she saw a scorched stone walking towards her with charred flesh hanging from it Mira still felt palpitations.

For a moment, Samira felt that she had returned to her childhood, her hometown in Shurima, and the Infertia in front of her was the commoner who was burned to death by the fire of witchcraft.

"Fuck, don't think about it..." Samira secretly said, she forcibly restrained her beating heart, and faced Infertia, waiting for her.

She doesn't think about **** Infertia now, it's something that can't be killed at all, Samira just needs to block her here.