Countless bright moonlight danced around Diana like a firefly, every movement of her would make the moonlight overflow, and her skin was as white as the moon reflected the light, and for a moment, her presence overwhelmed the people in the village. All the bonfires, as if she were the bright moon on the ground, made her an existence that everyone could not leave their sights.

Except for Lothar.

Although Diana's dance was really beautiful, Lothar had already watched her dance countless times. He not only knew her, but also the dance used to sacrifice to the moon, and also what Diana was capable of.

Under the moonlight, there is nothing to hide, Lothar just wants Diana to use her ability to catch the shadow.

Moonlight is a kind of ten mild magical power. This kind of magic does not come from nature itself, but from the bright moon in the sky. Only a very small number of people in Targon can use it, so even the most knowledgeable scholar in Rune Land will not be able to use it. Not necessarily experienced moonlight magic.

Moreover, the nature of moonlight magic is very unique. Moonlight energy is not like elemental energy, such as earth, fire, water, wind and thunder. As long as the amount of elemental energy is too large, it will become an extremely terrifying destructive force.

But moonlight energy is different, and while it can be incredibly lethal when necessary, most of the time it's a completely harmless, even comforting, magical energy.

In other words, when the moonlight shines on the enemy's body, the enemy can't even perceive that this thing is a threat.

Diana's dance suddenly changed, and she changed a movement that was supposed to be a lower waist to a jump.

This was the code for Lothar, and Diana found the target.

All the moonlight flew out in an instant, like moths seeing the fire, they rushed in one direction frantically, and the villagers exclaimed, but no one saw the moonlight closely following a dark shadow running away in panic.

"I found you." Lothar took advantage of no one's attention, and black mist swelled up at his feet.

He was not in a hurry, the person being targeted by Diana couldn't escape.

The black fog spread to the distance, and in a place no one could see, a ferocious centaur emerged from the black fog.

"That bastard... really treats me like a coolie..." The ghost centaur Mahkarim was so angry that his armor was crunching.

In the past, he was the leader of the Iron Regiment, the strongest cavalry regiment in ancient Kamavia. Even after his death, he was also the leader of the domineering ghost cavalry on the Shadow Island. Now he has been reduced to being a coolie for that stinky child. .

If only he let Hecarim go to war, but Lothar sent him and his glorious cavalry to help the barbarians clear the wasteland when he was still in the Freljord! what is he! A scalper!

Now, Lothar's order came again, for Hecarim to chase the moonlight to capture an unknown target.

"Sooner or later I will make him pay the price!" Hecarim cursed in his heart, but he also knew that it was very difficult. Lothar's connection with "Book of the Dead" was getting closer and closer, and he no longer needed it. Taking out "Book of the Dead" can use most of the necromantic magic, and Hecarim now doubts whether Lothar's necromantic ability has surpassed that of Karthus, the strongest mage of the Shadow Isles.

Before Hecarim thought about it, the mandatory contract effect of "Book of the Dead" forced him to put up four hooves and pursue the target at his fullest speed.

On the other side, Lothar, who was still beside the stage, quietly waited for the good news from Hecarim. With the moonlight tracking, and the extreme speed of Hecarim, he was not worried at all that he would not be able to catch him, even if The opponent is a demon, and with Hecarim's strength, he can at least deal with it.

"But there are demons making trouble in this place..." Lothar pondered, "What the **** is the other me doing? Shouldn't he have subdued most of the demons? Or is this a fish that slipped through the net?"

Lothar didn't spend much time thinking about it, because of the news that had come from Hecarim.

He can't beat it.

"What!" Lothar was shocked. Demons are not good at frontal combat. They are better at digging out people's negative emotions first, but in a one-on-one matchup, most demons are actually not strong. .

Before Lothar could learn from Hecarim what was going on, he saw something far away, and something fell from the sky.

To be precise, it is not the sky, that thing does not come from outside the nine heavens, but from a different dimension.

The sky seemed to be opened by a gap, and a group of extremely powerful magic aggregates fell from the gap. The magic aggregate was like a small hill in size, as if the meteorites fell in the end of the world.

Everyone was stunned, even Diana stopped dancing.

"What is that!" Syndra exclaimed, she was most proud of her high-intensity magic power, and the meteorite was also a highly concentrated pure magic power, so chaotic that it had lost the nature of magic power , turned into some kind of terrifying bomb.

Syndra thinks that she can gather such magic power, but once the magic power reaches this level, it will

It collapsed naturally and turned into a very small form like her darkest orb, and instead of getting smaller, the magic aggregate in front of her continued to expand and expand.

Those who use this magic are completely opposite to Syndra.

After a brief period of shock, the villagers recovered and looked at Diana.

"Why don't you dance?"

"Dance, little girl, such a beautiful dance."

"It won't end, will it?"

"One more, one more!"

"One more big sister!"

Lothar and the girls looked at the villagers in surprise. They didn't seem to consolidate the magic power at all.

For one thing, even when the magic aggregate fell to the ground and the whole mountain began to tremble, they were just

After the bench under his **** bounced, he sat steadily and waited to continue watching the show.

"What's going on?" Lothar was also stunned. He had never encountered such a situation before. Shouldn't the villagers panicked?

Meanwhile, Lothar receives a message from Hecarim.

He was killed.

Lothar was not surprised. Hecarim was hit by the magical aggregate, and if he was not killed, he would be a ghost. However, Hecarim is a dead soul, and there are very few things that can destroy him in the material realm, so he is also a ghost. It's just that I went back to the "Book of the Dead", and I can come out again after recovering for a while.

Now that he didn't care about Hecarim, Lothar hurriedly asked the villagers, "What was that just now?"

The villagers answered in a chaotic manner, and the scene was very chaotic. In the end, Lothar left the village chief alone to answer.

"That's the big devil playing Huan'er." The village chief smoked the old dry cigarette and snorted, "Don't be surprised... After the big devil shows his power, he will calm down..."

"Is that the big devil doing it?" Lothar is even more uncertain about what the body of the shadow is. Evil

Demons shouldn't have such powerful magic.

"Diana." Lothar looked at Diana. If Hecarim couldn't catch the guy, then Diana was the only one left to find him. "

Diana nodded and walked straight to the backstage.

The villagers expressed their dissatisfaction one after another. Lothar continued to shout, saying that there would be more exciting performances to come. As expected, this group of very satisfied villagers was quickly attracted by Nami, who came on stage with her tail twisted.

After walking to the backstage, Diana didn't say anything to the other women. She put the crescent blade in front of her and closed her eyes to meditate.

In an instant, Diana's body turned into a beam of moonlight and galloped away.

Ashe, Syndra, and Quinn all saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Diana was indeed too mysterious. This was a magical ability they had never seen before.

During Nami's performance, there was another earth-shattering explosion from the other end of the Silver Mountains, and a few moonfires fell from the sky. It seems that Diana and the guy fought fiercely, but the villagers seem to have long been Getting used to this kind of apocalyptic scene, I pay more attention to the performance on the stage.

Finally, after the performance was over, and not long after all the villagers had dispersed, Diana returned.

There was a little guy in his hand.

"Yordle!" Lothar raised his forehead.

He finally understood why everything in the Silver Mountains was so unreasonable.

Because everything that can be related to the yordles is unreasonable.

The yordle was wearing a purple mage robe, but it was a bit too big for him, and it was baggy.

His body, on the other hand, was very strange, not as furry as most yordles, but rather dark, and could see nothing but a pair of fierce eyes.

"Pure magic body!" Syndra exclaimed.

Ashe looked at Syndra: "You know?"

Syndra nodded: "Ionia has many powers of nature, and most of their bodies are such pure magical bodies. Because this existence has no flesh and blood, it is almost immortal, but it is also easier to be destroyed by the physical and spiritual realms. environmental impact.”

Lothar first looked at Diana. Diana was injured, and it seemed that the battle was not easy, but her face was expressionless. Lothar also knew that she didn't need to care and condolences, so she didn't say anything.

Lothar squatted down and looked carefully at the little yordle being carried by Diana, just like Syndra.

Said, this yordle has no physical body at all, his body is pure, highly aggregated magic.

"How did you become like this?" Lothar asked curiously, the magic power gathered in this body was too much

In exaggeration, it is obviously not a product of nature.

The little yordle slumped and didn't answer.

"He seems to be fighting a little bit of magic power." Syndra gathered a mass of magic power in his hands, "I'll add it to him."

The dark magic turned into silk threads and engulfed the little yordle's body. He began to move slowly, and finally turned into a frantic thrashing in Diana's hands.

"Let go of me! You've caught the worst monster in the world!" the little yordle said angrily, his voice very sharp, "I'm going to rub your bones into ashes!"

Although the little yordles were scolding everyone, everyone thought this little guy was quite cute, and Nami even turned into a bubble and came out to play with him.

"You are not allowed to humiliate me!" The little yordle was about to explode with anger, "I am the big devil who wants to destroy the world!"

"The great devil who destroyed the world." Lothar asked with a smile, "We don't know your name yet."

Lothar's tone made the little yordle a little more satisfied: "Humph! I'll tell you with great mercy!

listen! I am the scourge of the world! The terminator of everything! I will destroy everything! my name! Veiga! "

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Veja.

A lovely, kind male yordle.

Missing in the material realm, please bring him home to whoever found him.

——Bandle City missing person notice

Chapter 758: The Dance of the Wolf and the Moon

At night, while the villagers went back to sleep, Lothar and the others **** the little yordle Veiga with Syndra's magic chains, so that they could be "interrogated".

"Come on, little cutie, there is fresh magic power." Syndra held a darkest orb in her hand and said in a tempting tone, "Do you want to eat it? Ask my sister and I will give it to you."

"I'm the big devil Veigar! I don't call anyone sister!" Veigar roared.

"Ah! So cute!" Veigar seemed to poke Syndra in particular. I don't know if it was because they were both powerful magic users, or because Veigar's character was very similar to the previous Syndra. He has a high love for Veigar, and keeps feeding it magic power bit by bit.

"Do you like the magic of the water element?" Nami also likes cute things, and keeps trying to feed Veiga with the magic of the water element.

Veiga does not refuse anyone who comes. As long as it is magic power, he directly absorbs it into his body, but he still curses continuously: "You are blaspheming the big devil! I will definitely destroy you as a sacrifice!"

"Ah!" Syndra's heart melted. The last time she felt this way was when she saw the little wolf, "How can there be such a cute creature in this world! Lothar! I can take it home and raise it. Are you on?"

"Don't keep me!" Veigar said angrily, "The great devil Veigar is not a pet!"

"Don't worry." Lothar comforted Syndra, "Let's ask about the origin of this little guy first."

Veigar screamed, "Don't ask me! I won't say anything!"

"You don't need to tell me." Lothar laughed, "I can figure out your origin myself."

A gloomy book suddenly appeared in Lothar's hand. He opened the book, and at the same time issued a very complicated incantation that seemed like dull music: "Death is also fate."

As soon as the curse of Ouchen language came out, Veiga suddenly opened his eyes wide. He felt as if something was being watched, and hurriedly screamed: "What did you do! What did you do! Stop!"

"Don't worry, it won't hurt you." There was a faint green light in Lothar's eyes, and the light shot straight at Veigar.

Except for Quinn, the other four women were not surprised by Lothar's strange magic, but Lothar quickly showed a surprised expression: "You have something to do with San Uzul!"

As soon as the name came out, Veiga shuddered like an electric shock all over his body. He had been arrogant and arrogant, and he actually curled up, shivering like an abandoned cub: "Don't...don't mention him...don't...I... me……"

"He was terrified!" Syndra looked at Veigar distressedly. "Poor little fellow, what have you done, Lothar?"

Lothar sighed: "I just used necromantic magic to detect the breath of the dead on him, and I actually found this thing..."

"Who is San Uzul?" Ashe asked.

"A super warlord who existed in Valoran a long time ago, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was the hegemon of the continent at that time." Lothar told the story of the past, "Noxus, you all know, it can be said that the current Nok Thass was founded on the ruins of the fallen military state of Sarn Uzul."

"Is that kingdom of Sarn Uzul stronger than Noxus now?" asked Quinn, who was the most familiar of Noxus among the women, and a Demacian soldier who lived to be like her Big ones, with at least one or two Noxian soldiers on their hands.

"Much stronger," said Lothar.

Quinn breathed a sigh of relief. Noxus is now the most well-deserved country in the mainland. The territory and the area of ​​​​the country account for almost half of the mainland. There is actually a stronger country than Noxus... Quinn is a little bit. Hard to imagine.

"What does that San Uzul have to do with Veigar?" Ashe looked at Veigar curiously. She had never been in contact with a yordle, and felt very fresh.

"It seems that he is very afraid of Sarn Uzul." Lothar looked at Veigar deeply, "I can see only limited things, I only saw Sarn Uzur imprisoning him, it seems that He did a lot of experiments and it finally got him what he is now."

Lothar's words seemed to remind Veigar of the painful past, and he couldn't stop shaking, wishing to shrink himself into a small point.

"This is too pitiful!" Syndra rarely complained about why, "Where is that San Uzur! I'll go and beat him up."

Lothar smiled and shook his head: "We'll talk about him later, let's ask Veigar first."

Lothar walked in front of Veiga and crouched down: "Vigar, in fact, I also know quite a few yordles. I know that your racial nature is good, but it is easy to be influenced by others."

"Don't talk to me!" Veigar couldn't listen at all. If he hadn't been **** now, he would probably have smashed directly at Lothar with a magic blast.

"You're completely disobedient..." Lothar said helplessly, "I can help you return to Bandle City, how?"