No feeling.

Lana felt like she was bound by the strong rope, and the mageseekers had subdued her.

The lead demon hunter put the gray seal on Lana, and the gray seal cast by the Forbidden Stone made Lana lose her ability to cast spells.

After he was relieved, he frowned and looked at the corpse of the young man lying on the ground: "Why did you kill someone?"

The witch hunter with blood on his staff said solemnly, "I'm sorry... I didn't expect him to rush out..."

The head demon hunter sighed slightly: "Investigate his family and compensate his family. Let's send a mage to Yuncong's prison for a while, and wait for Xiongdu to send someone to pick him up."

"You killed Rorschach..." Lana whispered.

The head demon hunter looked down at Lana: "If you don't resist, he won't die."

"You killed Rorschach..." Lana repeated, "I did nothing wrong, Rorschach was killed by you..."

Frowning for the first demon hunter: "She seems to have some mental problems, and she needs to be strictly monitored."

"You killed Rorschach!" Lana suddenly burst into a sharp roar.

"Not good!" The lead demon hunter quickly stepped back.

A powerful magical energy erupted from her body, and the violent flames spewed out like a surging tsunami wave, instantly engulfing the entire warehouse into the sea of ​​fire.

The first demon hunter retreated quickly and successfully escaped, but the other two demon hunters were not so lucky and turned into fly ash in the sea of ​​fire.

"fire!"

"What's wrong!"

"Lord Mage Searcher is dead!"

The guards were in a mess, and the leader of the witch hunter looked gloomily at the burning warehouse, and the fire cast a thick shadow on his face.

He raised the Wand of Forbidden Magic to block a tongue of flame that was flying towards him. Even if the flame did not touch him, the temperature alone made his skin feel burning pain.

"Magic power that can't even be sealed by a gray seal..." The leader of the demon hunter whispered, his eyes shining brightly, "Such mages... must be eradicated!"

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Expelling, controlling, and imprisoning mages are the top priorities of magic seekers.

When necessary, you can also kill directly.

- "The Mage Seeker's Handbook"

Chapter six hundred and fifty-four reluctance

Sithria was tied to the ground, her eyes full of red flames.

"This... is all Lana's doing?" Sislia murmured.

The entire warehouse has been burned, the beams have begun to break, the roof has begun to collapse, and it will be destroyed in a short while.

"Guards!" shouted the mage-seeker. "Don't be timid! Encircle the warehouse for me! Never let this mage escape!"

Although the guards were afraid of the power of magic, none of them who had received military training escaped at this time.

"For...for Demacia!" I don't know who shouted such a sentence. The other guards seemed to have their fighting spirit ignited. They gathered up their courage, shouted slogans, and stood firmly outside the warehouse.

"For Demacia!"

"For Demacia!"

"For Demacia!"

The guards chanted slogans in unison to embolden themselves, and Sithlia was drowned in the chants.

for Demacia.

This is Sithria's favorite line.

She liked her mother telling her the stories of the heroes in Demacian history. They defended against foreign enemies, defeated demons, or defended the weak. No matter what these heroes were doing, they would shout the same thing - for the sake of Demacia.

"For Demacia..." Sithria felt tears rolling down her face, "For Demacia, does Lana have to die... She obviously didn't do anything..."

The magic seeker, who was standing aside to control the flames with the magic-forbidden rod, heard Sithlia's words, and he sternly said: "The evil is evil! The existence of magic itself is a sin! Not to mention that she has already killed two of me. Colleague!"

Sislia didn't know how to answer.

She believes in her country, but also cares about her friends.

boom!

The roof of the warehouse collapsed again, and almost the entire warehouse has collapsed.

"Lana!" Sithria shouted her friend's name, tears streaming down her face. If she could, she would like to rush into the warehouse to save Lana.

Sithria suddenly felt her body loosen, and the noose that bound her didn't know why.

Sithria stood up in surprise, and saw that the rope on the ground was cut off by someone who didn't know.

Sislia looked back, and behind her were some running guards.

"Did one of them help me?" Sislia guessed that she and the guards usually have a good relationship. "Whoever it is! Thank you!"

Sithria saw a large tank filled with water not far from the warehouse. It was a water tank used to prevent the warehouse from burning, but no one was near there now, and no one would expect such a tank of water to cover the entire warehouse. The magic flame is extinguished.

Sislia rushed towards the big water tank quickly.

Seeing Hesilia's sudden escape, the seeker frowned, but he didn't have time to care about Hesslea, anyway, he had already determined that this girl was not a mage.

But what Sithlia did next made the seeker stunned.

She threw her head into the large water tank, got wet all over, and then sprinted towards the warehouse with her legs open, picking up the sword she had just dropped on the ground along the way.

"What are you doing!" The demon hunter was shocked.

But Sithlia turned a deaf ear to the call of the seeker, and under everyone's horrified eyes, the girl had already rushed into the sea of ​​fire by herself.

"What is Sithlia doing! Is she dying!" the guards exclaimed.

"No! She's going to save Lana!"

"She's crazy!"

The demon hunter looked very gloomy: "That girl...what is she going to do..."

The flames hurt more than Sithria thought.

Even if she was covered in water, it couldn't stop the flames from attacking Sithilia. She felt like her skin was about to be boiled, but she tried her best to find a hole in the wall of flames and reluctantly went in.

Finally, Sithria saw the man in the middle of the sea of ​​​​fire.

Lana no longer looks like a girl at this time, she is a hot person, the facial features on her face can no longer be seen clearly, and the skirt she cherishes has long since turned into fly ash, even her most important, every day. The hair that took a long time to care for was all burnt away at this time.

"Lana!" cried Sithria. "Stop! It's me! Sithria!"

Burning Man didn't seem to hear Sithria's words at all, she kept screaming and howling, and flames flowed from her empty eyes like a fountain.

Lana was just crying, and she was holding another figure in her arms who was also burned by the flames, and her body was scorched beyond recognition.

Lana was holding the dead Rorschach, and her whole body had gone berserk, and Sithlia's words could not reach Lana's ears at all.

Sithlia gritted her teeth and continued to move forward, and a surging flame wave blew past, almost toppling her to the ground, but fortunately Sithlia's martial arts foundation was very good, she stabilized her body, otherwise she would fall directly on the ground. In a sea of ​​fire.

Sithlia continued to move forward, and the closer she got to Lana, the more vigorous the flames. The water on Sithlia's body had already been evaporated, and she was now walking in purely with her flesh.

Sithlia didn't know how many parts of her body were burned. She rushed through the sea of ​​fire and came to Lana: "Lana! Stop! Please!"

Lana seemed to have finally heard Sithria's voice, her eyes turned to Sithria, and she murmured in a hoarse voice: "Si...si..."

"It's me!" Seeing Lana's reaction, Sithlia grew hopeful, "I'm Sithria! Stop! Lana!"

"Rorschach...Rorschach...dead..." Lana continued to murmur as more flames flowed from her eyes.

"I know! But you have to stop!" Sithria tried her best to dissuade, "You will only hurt more people by doing this! Think of your father! Think of everyone in the cloud! You do this will hurt them!"

Lana seemed to be shaken by Sithria's words, and the flames on the girl's body slowly began to fade.

But just when Lana was about to be persuaded by Sithria, the corpse in Lana's arms suddenly broke off and rolled on the ground.

This scene deeply stimulated Lana again, and a strong wave of flames erupted from her body again. This time, the explosion directly blew Sithria away.

Sithlia assisted her body with her arms and instinctively turned her body in the air. The results of her years of martial arts practice were realized at this time. When she landed, she did not fall down, but managed to stand firm.

But before Sithlia could do anything, the dragon-like flames were about to devour her.

"Next!" A man's voice suddenly came from behind Sithlia.

Sislia reached back subconsciously and grabbed something.

As soon as she got her hands on it, Sithria guessed what that thing was.

She hurriedly put her hands in front of her, and when the flames were about to hit Sisliya, an invisible force field appeared in front of Sisliya. Ya swallowed.

What she was holding in her hand was the Magic Seeker's Forbidden Wand.

Sislia turned her head, and the witch hunter also rushed into the warehouse at some point, with some water droplets on her body.

"Kill her! The Wand of Forbidden Magic won't last long!" The demon seeker used his cloak to protect his body, he shouted, "This is the only way!"

Sithria clenched the sword in her hand painfully, and without time for her indecision, she made up her mind.

Sislia held the magic wand in front of her, and used the power of the forbidden magic to walk in with the flames step by step.

So, Sithria came to Lana again.

Lana is holding Rorschach's head in her arms. Although Lana is completely devoid of human appearance, in Sithria's eyes, she is still a helpless and pitiful girl.

Lana didn't look up at Sithria, she just hugged her lovers, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

"I'm sorry..." Sithlia's eyes were blurred by tears, but the tears evaporated again in seconds.

Sislia put the Wand of Forbidden Magic on Lana's head, and the flames on Lana disappeared instantly, but the Wand of Forbidden Magic also began to tremble violently.

Lana's body was completely scorched by her own magic. She raised her head and looked at Sithria, without saying a word, or she was speechless.

But I don't know if it was an illusion or not, Sithria always felt that Lana was laughing now.

Are you laughing because you can be with your lover forever?

Sithria will never know the answer.

She raised her sword, and the blade sank into Lana's chest.

...

The fire in the warehouse was finally put out with difficulty by the villagers who rushed over and the guards together.

The captain of the guard led everyone into the warehouse, and when he saw the demon hunter standing in the warehouse, he hurried over: "Master Mage Searcher, you are injured!"

"It's just a small injury." The demon hunter looked calm, his eyes kept looking in one direction.

Everyone looked in that direction.

There, a wounded girl fell beside two charred corpses.

She burst into tears.

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I will love you.

until death separates us.

- Demacian Old School Poems

Chapter 655 Funeral

Lana and Rorschach's funeral was rushed.

There are not many people involved, and very few people are willing to come to participate in a mage's funeral.

Sithria was wrapped in bandages and watched silently as the coffin was brought down to the cemetery by the coffin bearer.

Lana would be buried with Rorschach, which was suggested by Sithria and was also unified by Lana's father and Eve.

In just a few days, Lana's father has aged a lot, his hair is half white, and the pain of losing his daughter is enough to knock him down, and as a father of a mage, his future has more tormented days waiting for him.

After the last shovel of dirt was compacted, Lana's father left directly.

He didn't say a word to Eve. When this happened, the budding love between him and Eve was directly strangled in the cradle.

Sislia looked at Eve. She was still wearing simple linen today, but the color was changed to black. She had a black veil on her face, so she couldn't see her expression at this time.

Sislia was just about to talk to Eve when she was tapped on the shoulder.