"It looks like the Spirit Blossom Festival can't be held." Syndra said with a bit of disappointment. She has longed for the Spirit Blossom Festival since she was a child, yearning for the candy and masks on the festival, but she never thought that she would not be able to participate when she grew up.

"Why?" Ashe couldn't bear to watch an old man walk with a stick with difficulty, but in order not to reveal his identity, he still endured not going over to help.

"Because the earth is damaged." Syndra looked at the ground beneath her feet, "Ionia is damaged, the spirit of nature has been weakened, the earth has not enough power to support the blooming flowers, and naturally the Spirit Blossom Festival will not be able to. hold."

"How could this be..." Nami whispered, "Then the Ionians can't meet their dead relatives..."

"Yes." Lothar also said, "Although there is no way to help the people here, the large number of deaths brought about by the war will definitely attract the **** of death here. We only need to find a blooming flower and let it live. It should be We can open up the passageway to the realm where the ghosts of Ionia live temporarily, and as long as we can enter there, we will not have to worry about finding the **** of death."

"How do I make the Spirit Blossom come alive?" Ashe asked.

"Have you forgotten that your blood alliance is a necromancer?" Lothar laughed. "Mastering life and death is commonplace to me."

"Death..." Ashe was a little excited. Although she had seen God, but the status of Death was so special, she couldn't help but want to meet him.

Lothar and the girls walked up the river in Weili, and the blossoming spirit must bloom on the edge of the purest river, so it can only be seen upstream.

Because the Spirit Blossom Festival was not held, there was no one on the mountain at this time, and the clear spring water was immediately welcomed by the girls.

In the Freljord, mountain spring water is very precious, and only a little is possible in summer, so Ashe took off his shoes and went into the spring to drink.

Nami naturally also likes clear water. Fresh water is completely different from the sea where she lives, but it still makes her feel friendly.

Even Diana, who had no material desires, took the initiative to take off her cloak and began to wash her face with mountain spring water. She was an alpine nation who had been accompanied by mountain spring water since she was a child.

Although Lothar really wanted to play in the spring with the girls, he still had to get down to business.

Lothar walked to the spring and gently plucked a pink flower.

"This is the Blossoming Spirit Flower? It's so beautiful..." Nami touched its petals carefully.

"Isn't this flower blooming?" Syndra asked, never seeing a blossoming spirit flower before.

"The blossoming of the spirit does not mean that it blooms." Lothar looked at the flower, "but the power it carried was liberated, and now that the land of Ionia has been damaged, this power has dissipated. , so I will reactivate it with a sacrifice."

"What are you going to do?" Ash asked.

"Death." Lothar said amazingly, "I will implant the blooming flower in my heart, connect it with my soul, and then commit suicide, so that I can go to the realm of the dead in Ionia."

"What!" Except for Diana, all the girls were stunned, "Suicide!"

"Why are you so surprised." Lothar shrugged, "I am a necromancer, death is not an enemy to me, but the closest friend."

Ash looked worried: "Are you sure you want to do this? It sounds dangerous."

"Trust me, as long as you stay by my side." Lothar touched his beloved wife's hand to reassure her, "And I've died many times, so it won't matter if I die once more."

"I believe in Mr. Lothar!" Nami will not doubt all of Lothar's decisions, "Miss Ashe, you also believe in Mister Lothar!"

Syndra pouted: "Death... Then can we die with you?"

"Unfortunately, I can't." Lothar dismissed Syndra's thoughts directly, "Although that place is full of Ionia's dead souls, it is sensible, but it is not an absolutely safe place, you are there. I can't use your abilities either, accompany me, I don't have the extra energy to protect you."

Ashe still looked a little worried, but at this moment, a plain white hand was placed on her shoulder.

It was Diana, who rarely took the initiative to speak to the others: "Lothar is measured."

Diana's words were very persuasive for some reason. Ashe loosened her shoulders and said helplessly, "Okay..."

Lothar smiled slightly, and then began to prepare for the ceremony.

He first swallowed the nectar of the Spirit Blossoming Flower, then took off all his clothes and lay down in the spring water.

"[Vicious nails]." Ouchen chanted the spell, and a short dagger composed of black mist appeared in Lothar's hand, and he stabbed him directly into his chest.

There was no blood rushing out, but there was still a gap in Lothar's chest exuding a faint green light, and he gently put the stem of the Spirit Blossom into it.

Then Lothar closed his eyes.

All his vital signs stopped, his breathing, pulse, and heartbeat stopped moving, and his skin quickly filled with a bluish white, as if it were dead.

Ashe couldn't bear to watch this scene, and buried her head on Syndra's shoulder.

"Don't worry, he will be back." Diana said.

Syndra glanced at Diana: "Why do you believe him so much?"

Diana thought about it for a while, and finally had an answer: "It should be... the same reason you believe him."

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Lothar opened his eyes.

The world in front of him was filled with a strange color.

White, pink, bright, like the most romantic spring, everything, from the sky to the earth, from the trees to the flowers, even the invisible and intangible things like the air, made Lothar feel comfortable.

"Well... this is a bit different from the realm of the dead that I imagined..." Lothar scratched his head.

Although this realm was created because of the particularity of Ionia, it was a temporary place for the souls of the dead, but in the final analysis, it was a temporary underworld, but this beautiful scene really made it irrelevant to the underworld.

Lothar found himself standing in front of a torii gate, which was found in many parts of Ionia, which symbolized the division of boundaries, the realm of man on one side and the realm of gods on the other.

"Um..." Lothar stepped in without hesitation.

There was no special change in walking through the torii gate. Losar saw a small stream beside the road, gurgling water, and many cherry-colored petals drifting on it.

Then, Lothar heard the crisp sound of a bell.

He followed the sound and did not know when, a snow-white little fox sat directly in front of him.

"Fox?" Lothar stepped forward, wanting to touch it.

The fox was also very well-behaved, and allowed Lothar to touch its chin, head and belly. When Lothar touched its tail, what she thought was only one big fluffy tail turned out to be nine.

"Nine tails?" Lothar stared at the little fox's eyes, and he suddenly thought of someone.

The little fox let out a cry, broke free from Lothar's hand, and walked slowly along the road, looking back at him.

"Do you mean to let me follow..." Lothar stood up, "Okay, let's see what secrets this place holds."

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For the Ionians.

The other side of death doesn't have to be a painful place.

—Blooming Festival idiom

Chapter seven hundred and seventy-two ghost tour

The little fox took light steps, leading the way for Lothar ahead.

Its little claws jumped lively, and its nine tails swayed with the pace. Although the little fox was attracted by the flowers or butterflies flying by the road from time to time, it never left the road. Whenever Lothar's calf touched When it reaches its tail, it jumps forward and continues to lead Lothar.

Lothar doesn't know how long he has been walking, but the time here doesn't seem to be that important. In short, Lothar chooses to walk with the little fox first, enjoying the rare scenery.

Then, Lothar seemed to come to a shrine on the side of the road.

A voice came from the shrine.

"Lothar... Come back..." That was Ashe's voice.

"Lothar... come back soon... it's too late..." That was Syndra's voice.

"Mr. Lothar... help us..." That was Nami's voice.

Lothar stopped at the gate of the shrine, and the little fox also stopped. It sat on the ground and looked up at Lothar's reaction.

Lothar stared at the shrine for a while, and then suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect that there are demons even in places like this. Demons are really pervasive."

Lothar saw that this shrine was disguised by a demon, and it was impossible for Ashe and the others to get their voices here. It seemed that a certain demon was bewitching the souls who came here.

It has to be said that this is a very clever method. Compared with ordinary people, the dead soul after death usually suffers different degrees of soul damage according to the method of death. The more painful the death, the more unclear the spirit of the dead soul.

Therefore, at this time, the demons who are best at bewitching are often able to easily play with the mind of the dead soul in their palms.

But Lothar's soul was not damaged in the slightest, and these delusions were naturally useless.

At the moment Lothar said these words, the shrine suddenly collapsed, turned into smoke and dispersed, leaving no trace.

"Che... It turns out to be a cowardly demon... He looks very weak, so his ability to deceive is so poor, are you still scared away by me with a single word..." Lothar shook his head, this demon was obviously not comparable to the demon he knew before. .

Lothar felt a soft, plush feeling from his calf, and when he looked down, it turned out that the little fox was rubbing around his leg, as if he liked him very much.

"You ignored me just now... Is it because I resisted the temptation?" Lothar said to the little fox. He reached out and rubbed the little fox's tail, but the little fox didn't resist, and narrowed his eyes, as if very Enjoy the look.

Lothar can basically be sure that this little fox should be some kind of nature spirit, and its duty is to lead the souls to the right path. The demon just now obviously makes it annoying, because demons can lead people astray.

"Okay, little guy, continue to lead the way, let me see where you're taking me." Lothar rubbed the little fox's head and let it continue to lead him.

But the little fox seemed to be clinging to him, and kept rubbing against his legs and acting like a spoiled child, and even exposed his belly for Lothar to scratch it.

"You little playboy." Lothar laughed angrily. "The ghost who let you lead the way in the past is really bad luck. Come on, stop being playful and take me there."

The little fox still refused to work, so Lothar had to grab it and tickled it fiercely: "You're still a mother, you are so playful, let's see how I punish you."

Under the tickling of Lothar's devil's claws, the little fox finally couldn't hold it any longer, and kept making a "bang bang bang" cry, struggling to escape from Lothar's hands, and then ran forward.

Lothar hurried to keep up. One person and one fox ran for an unknown amount of time. When they came under a cherry tree, a white thing suddenly fell into Lothar's arms.

A little white snake.

The little white snake did not attack Lothar, but looked at him in his arms, spitting out snake letters. "It's pretty cute." Lothar had never seen such a white snake before, it was as beautiful as a pearl.

Lothar was teasing the little white snake with his fingers, but the little fox jumped at his feet and kept barking, as if he was very hostile to the little white snake.

"It's okay, don't you think it's cute?" Lothar smiled and touched the mouth of the little white snake with his fingers, but the harmless little white snake suddenly bit him hard.

Lothar felt the piercing of the fangs, as if some poison had burrowed into his body.

"Toxins aimed at the soul? It's rare." Lothar didn't panic at all, his fingers suddenly dissipated, and he threw off all the venom that had been injected, and then his fingers returned to their original shape.

The little white snake and the little fox seemed to be stunned, and their mouths grew very humanely.

"Have you gotten to know each other for a long time?" Lothar said to the two little guys.

The little white snake withdrew its fangs, and it seemed to have lost its aggressiveness. It wrapped around Lothar's first hand very intimately, and even licked Lothar with a snake letter.

"Hey!" The little fox seemed to be very dissatisfied with the little white snake competing with it, and desperately bit Lothar's trouser legs.

"Good, good." Lothar got a headache, why are these little animals so hard to coax.

After finally letting the little fox continue to lead the way, the team with the little white snake was a little more lively.

I don't know how long I have walked, and in a small wood, Lothar turned around: "The tracking is enough, come out."

Lothar always felt that someone was following him. He thought it was just some wandering dead souls so he didn't care, but the stalker had been tracking him for too long, and Lothar had to take care of him.

No one returned him.

"Still refuse to come out..." Lothar flicked his finger, a black mist overflowed from his hand, turned into a big hand and flew towards the stalker.

"Yoyo!" There was a burst of animal exclamations, and the black mist's big hand actually grabbed a deer back.

A very beautiful white deer, it seemed to be frightened, it shrank in the black mist and did not dare to move, its eyes were full of tears.

"Is it the spirit of nature here again..." Lothar slowly put down the deer and gently stroked its back and head to comfort it.

The little deer seemed to be very understanding and knew that Lothar had no ill will towards it. Soon, with Lothar's patience, the deer stopped trembling and stuck out his tongue to lick his palm.

"Good, good." Lothar touched the deer's head, but he felt a pain in his neck and leg at the same time. It turned out that the little fox and the little white snake were biting him together.

"You guys are really jealous." Lothar had no choice, and it took a long time to appease the small animals, and one person and three beasts moved forward again.

The deer was too slender, so Lothar did not ride it, walking slowly on the road, not knowing the end.

What the **** is waiting for him.

Fortunately, Lothar didn't have to wait for the next little animal to run out, the little fox had already brought him to the end.

"The fountain of life and death..." Lothar saw a stone tablet, and his eyes narrowed.

There is nothing special about a stone tablet, but the key is the text on it.

It is Oachen.

Lothar means "life and death" in the Auchen language, so this stele is almost engraved with Lothar's name.

Lothar took a deep breath, feeling that he was about to see something very important.

"Thank you for being with me." Lothar thanked the three little animals, placed the little white snake on the deer's head, and rubbed the little fox's ears, "Then see you next time."

Then, Lothar turned around, left the small animals where they were, and walked past the stone tablet.

Not long after walking, Lothar really saw a spring, a wonderful spring, which looked very cool while steaming hot.