"Can you make some sense?"

"I won't tell you." Samira patted Lothar on the back hard, and slowly looked at Darius with the big sword on her back, "But this scene is quite magical."

"what"

"I said Darius and Quiletta." Shamira said regretfully, "They were still in love in the lake just now, but now they are like enemies."

"The relationship between people is very complicated." Lothar shrugged.

"That's why I hate complicated things." Samira said, "I like pleasure and hatred, it's simpler."

Lothar smiled: "You really look like Olaf."

"Who"

"A friend of mine, I'll show you the chance." Losa saw the girl behind Quileta take out her hidden dagger and slash it on her neck, "It's on."

"No matter how many times I watch this scene, it's still so disgusting." Samira saw Darius hug Quiletta's body hard, and with the collapse of his mind, the sky in the dream quickly darkened, and soon became pitch black.

"Go!" Lothar shouted, and he took the lead in rushing to Darius, snatched Quiletta from his arms, and threw it to the side.

But the nightmare seemed to have been expected. Quiletta's body was deformed in the air. When she landed, she had turned into a seductive woman with purple skin. She was almost wearing nothing, and the thick liquid flowing on her body was generally quiet. flame.

Demon, Evelyn.

Lothar stared at the extremely beautiful demon who could stir a man's ashes with every frown and smile, and sneered: "I actually got her out... Mo Teng, you don't think my nightmare is her, right?"

Evelyn didn't answer Lothar, she still smiled and walked towards Lothar with great manners, two sharp spikes extending from behind her.

Samira looked at Lothar playfully and said to him, "Why is your nightmare a beautiful woman? You're not afraid of women, are you?"

"It's up to you." Lothar didn't bother to entangle with this fake Evelyn, he summoned the Book of the Dead with a wave of his hand, and accompanied by the necromancer spell, several ghosts with sharp teeth appeared, Tear up the fake Evelyn directly.

Samira's eyes moved slightly. She knew that Lothar was very strong, but she didn't expect to be so strong, and the nightmare that she and Tailong had to deal with was so difficult to be resolved by Lothar lightly.

"What an interesting man..." Samira chuckled twice, no longer looking at Lothar, and turned to face another nightmare that came out of Becilico City.

Infertia, the daughter of Darius and Quileta, walked in the direction of Darius with an expressionless face, just like last time, with a knife in one hand and a Noxian flag in the other.

"I won't lose this time." Samira raised her spears, clearly holding a long-range weapon, but voluntarily gave up her distance advantage and charged towards Infertia.

"This woman's fighting style is really like Olaf..." Lothar stood beside Darius, observing Samira's movements.

She is actually fighting Infertia with two spears. Although her fighting style is as crazy as Olaf, she is not like Olaf who relied on her tyrannical body to exchange wounds with the enemy unreasonably. Samira relies more on exquisite physical skills to gain advantages with various high-risk offenses.

Samira's body can't be as perverted as Olaf, and if she's injured, it's hard to heal as quickly as Olaf, which makes her fighting style even more incredible.

Who will fight every battle with mortal determination?

Samira saw the opportunity and smashed Infertia's hand holding the short knife with one shot. Before Infertia had changed further, she slashed the big sword into Infertia's waist fiercely. Pulling the trigger on the hilt at the same time, the black powder exploded instantly, causing Infertia to be blown into two pieces by the middle.

Samira deftly followed the shock wave to the ground, turned around on the ground, and whistled at Rosa: "Why did the qi you mentioned appear?"

"No."

"It doesn't matter, don't worry, I can crush her this time." Samira said proudly.

Lothar pointed behind Samira.

She turned around and looked, and Infertia, who had been blown off from the waist down, was crawling on the ground with her hands. She was expressionless and seemed to feel no pain at all. She just stared at Samira, her body gradually burning blue. flame.

"This is Samira's nightmare." Lothar looked at the witchcraft flame, the flame that burned down Samira's childhood home.

Seeing the blazing blue flame, Samira's body trembled slightly, and her relaxed and comfortable expression froze for a while.

It was the nightmare that haunted Samira all her life. Even though she had long expected to see her here again, she was unavoidably psychologically impacted.

Lothar didn't say anything to help, he knew it was easier to see the type of "chi" in extreme circumstances, and he was waiting.

Samira took a deep breath and stabilized her mind. She opened the chambers of the two guns, and the bullet casings fell to the ground, and she quickly filled them up. By the way, she also took out a second black powder and filled it into the big sword. .

Infertia was trapped in the blue flame, and she couldn't see clearly, becoming a blurred outline in the flame.

"Ah!" Samira roared. She changed her aggressive attacking style, holding a big sword and sprinting towards Infertia in a straight line like a cumbersome heavy-armored cavalry.

"Is she forcing herself to face her fear?" Lothar raised his eyebrows. He didn't think it was a wise decision. If fear was so easy to face, it wouldn't be called fear. "Do you want to help her... "

But soon, Lothar gave up the idea of ​​helping Samira.

Lothar saw the anger gushing out of Samira.

"This is..." Lothar recognized this qi, and one of the ancient Shurima ascendants he knew also had such qi, "This is the 'brave qi'!"

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The spirit of bravery can only be triggered by being brave and not afraid of death and moving forward bravely.

Once stimulated, until life and death are nothing, the more in danger, the more powerful.

——Nasus's Notebook "The Combing of Air"

Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth spider dream

Samira and Infertia fought together.

Fighting, Lothar can only use this word to describe.

As a nightmare, Infertia launched a suicidal attack naturally without much to say, but Samira is a real spirit body, and the damage she received was real, but she and Infertia used an almost crazy style of play, Infera. Every time Tia was shot twice or slashed by Samira, Samira suffered severe burns.

"Does this woman think that I can help her heal her spiritual body so crazy..." Lothar was a little speechless, but the qi in Samira's body was real, indicating that she was really fighting selflessly now.

"But 'the spirit of bravery'... it's really suitable for mercenaries." Lothar thought to himself, compared to the situation where he didn't always fall into danger in the army, he jumped into danger almost every time. Mercenaries are indeed a good fit for Brave.

But Samira is a real spiritual body after all, and Infertia is just a false enemy. No matter what, the two are not equal opponents. Infertia cannot be killed, but Samira's spiritual body will. lossy.

Sure enough, as soon as the battle stalemate, the advantage that Samira gained because of her awakening qi gradually diminished, and she became more and more disadvantaged.

When Samira was so burned by Infertia's flame that her spirit body was about to collapse, Lothar finally shot.

"The dead hand will never let go." Auchen language magic summoned a very long soul hand, which passed through the flames and grabbed Samira, pulling her out of the flames.

Lothar threw Samira into the prepared black mist, and the icy black mist calmed down Samira, who was addicted to fighting.

"Wow." Although Samira was covered in injuries, her eyes were extremely excited. "Is this the 'qi' you're talking about? It's so cool! No matter how hard you fight, you won't feel tired!"

"Your qi is 'courageous qi', and the specific effect is..." While summoning a huge bone prison to trap Infertia, Lothar explained her qi to Samira, "Jane and In other words, you can think of chi as a kind of magic that requires preconditions to activate, your 'brave chi' triggering condition is to be in danger, and then your chi will give you strength."

"It's really mysterious, but it's great." Samira looked at her body excitedly, "Can you wake up more qi by doing it a few more times with you?"

"What do you think I am... Qi is a very rare thing. As the saying goes, if one mage out of ten people, only one out of ten thousand people may awaken their qi on their own."

"With so little, I'm not a genius." Samira opened her eyes wide and crawled out of the dark fog.

"Don't be narcissistic, it doesn't mean you are special when you have awakened qi, some people are better than you without awakening qi." Lothar slapped Samira mercilessly, "but if you really want to train your own qi , you can try to go to Ionia in the east, there are some sects studying qi and there is a set of exercises for qi cultivation."

"Ionia, what am I doing in that wreck?" Samira moved her muscles and bones, "Anyway, as long as I keep taking risks, this 'intrepid spirit' will become stronger and stronger, right? It suits me so well."

"As long as you like it, remember to repay the favor you owe me."

"No problem, I want to push you down and reward you with such a big gift from you."

"That's not a reward."

"Fuck! My mother went to a pub to talk to so many men that they could fill the house! You **** hate my mother so much"

"Yes."

"Dry!"

Samira cursingly checked her spears and greatsword, and began to refill a new round of ammunition.

"You still want to go up and fight her?" Lothar really didn't know whether Samira was crazy or stupid, or both.

"You **** control me, anyway, if you can cure me, I will take the opportunity to exercise my new ability." Samira said.

"Looks like there's no chance this time."

"why?"

Lothar pulled out a small ghost, which was humming in whispers.

Lothar looked at Besilico: "Samilla, I'll give you a task, you go in Besilico."

"What's wrong"

"Talon has discovered the source of the nightmare."

Samira frowned: "Isn't it good to find out? Isn't your plan to defeat the source of the nightmare as soon as he finds you? Why do you want me to go?"

"The situation has changed." Lothar sighed. Ever since Vladimir's sudden attack, Lothar had a hunch that tonight's plan might be twisted and twisted. "The source of the nightmare is someone I know."

...

"You really want me to do this" Elise asked.

She was lying on a large bed with a small bottle of potion in her hand.

"Don't you want to get Lothar completely?" The pale lady caressed Elise's thigh and touched her belly, "What was your original plan? Bind him with your beauty and tie him with emotion or want to It's impossible to force him with a child, Lothar is not stupid, and if you want to conceive his child, he will be on guard."

The feeling of her own thoughts being told by the pale lady one by one is not very wonderful, Elise smiled bitterly: "Dear pale lady, you know that my strategy is not as good as yours, so you don't need to be so sarcastic about me."

"I'm not making fun of you, my dear, I'm making you see reality." The pale lady touched Elise's cheek, "your beauty and your fangs are your most powerful weapons, and now they both Lothar doesn't work, you have to find another way."

Elise took a deep breath. She looked at the medicine bottle in her hand. Madam Pale had already told her the plan just now, but she was still a little hesitant.

The pale lady wants to let her into the dream.

"Don't be afraid, my dear, I have everything planned." The pale lady said softly in a low, magnetic and moving voice, "After this is done, Lothar will be yours, Darius will die, and we will all be the last. winner."

"The final winner..." Elise didn't know, but Lady Pale had never lied to herself.

In the end, Elise was convinced by her desire for Lothar and her trust in the pale lady. She raised her head to drink the potion, closed her eyes and waited quietly.

"Good boy." The pale lady whispered, "I wish you a good dream."

...

With the little ghost in her hand, Samira passed through Besilico smoothly under its guidance and found Talon.

Tyrone was covered in injuries, it looked like a stab wound, but it wasn't a big deal.

"Are you alright?" Samira pinched the little ghost, and the black mist permeated from it, healing Talon's body.

"Well." Tyrone didn't say much nonsense. "What about him?"

"He has to guard Darius. Once Darius is swallowed by nightmares, it will be over." Samira laughed, "I heard him say you were in trouble?"

"Well." Tyrone pointed in the direction of Becilico's square, "The source of the nightmare is there, but there is a monster guarding it."

"The monster is a mess made by a nightmare again, right? Just leave it to me." Samira, who had just acquired the spirit of bravery, was confident.

"Wait." Tyrone stopped Samira, "That monster is not a dream, it is a spirit body that entered a dream, just like us!"

Samira stopped, if so, the nature is completely different: "What kind of monster is it?"

Tyrone took a breath: "A huge spider."

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spider.

Insect language - weaving, trapping, hunting.

- Ionian Insect Master

Chapter 550 Spider's Nightmare

Elise's face was burning with pain.

Burholt's slap nearly knocked Elise's teeth out, her pretty face now swollen high and blood flowing from the corners of her mouth.

The poisonous wine she drank in her stomach was like fire burning Elise from the inside out. She twisted and struggled uncontrollably on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

"Go to hell!" Burholt kicked Elise's abdomen with force. This kick almost shattered her internal organs. Elise spurted out a large mouthful of blood. She was covered in scars and beautiful. The wedding dress was stained with blood.

Burholt's face flushed extremely red, and his tears flowed more than Elise's. He pulled Elise's hair, looked at her miserable face, and roared, "Does it hurt, tell me! Does it hurt!"

"Ah...ah..." Elise's throat was filled with blood, and all she said were vague words.

"It hurts a lot, doesn't it?" Burholt said angrily, pointing to his heart, "I hurt more than you! I love you so much, I believe in you, and I will not hesitate to fight against the entire Zaafan family for you. Since you promised me From the moment I proposed, I swore to love you like a treasure for the rest of my life, give you everything you want, and never make you feel sad and miserable, and I thought you loved me equally. But what about the truth? You Just like all the other women who came close to me! Don't love me at all! You only love my status! Love my identity! Why did you marry me Burholt! Why don't you marry Zaafan!"

The more he spoke, the more he lost control of his emotions, he grabbed Elise's head and rammed it hard towards the corner of the table.

boom! boom! boom!

Bolhot showed no mercy. Elise's face hit the corner of the table again and again. Elise's eyes were smashed, her nose was smashed, her lips were cracked, and her teeth were loose and fell out. No longer her beautiful face.