Chapter 51: Unintentional death

The shocking space cracks and earth cracks continuously spewed out purple-black dirty liquid. These liquids rushed towards the center and condensed into a constantly wriggling liquid sphere.
Soraka and the others were blocked by the cracks in space, and if they moved slightly, they might be involved in the turbulence of space and be killed by the fierce space-time wind blade. They can only wait quietly for the recovery of Baron Nash, without any countermeasures.
At this moment, Soraka took a step forward, and her move scared the others. If she accidentally touches the spatial turbulence, the few remaining of them may also be involved.
He asked unconsciously, "Goddess Soraka, what are you going to do?"
Soraka did not reply, but looked at a space crack. She closed her eyes gently, raised her head, and slightly used her nose to feel the breath inside. She muttered to herself: "I can feel that there is a person in there!"
Soraka suddenly opened his eyes, and an unknown seal was changing in his hand, under the background of a little bit of starlight, like a fallen fairy. The magic seal of the power of the stars bloomed, and a blood-stained woman flew out from the crack in the space.
"Fiona...how could this happen! What about Ye Feng?" Wuxin looked at the cold body lying on the ground in shock.
Soraka lowered her body and probed Fiona's body.
"There is no breath, but the heart is still beating. It is her will that supports her." Soraka turned his gaze to Irelia.
"Master Soraka?" Irelia asked inexplicably when seeing Soraka looking at her.
"Irelia, you have to improve your strength after going back this time. I have a hunch that Baron Nash is not our real enemy." Soraka said unhurriedly, while her hands were glowing. Violet radiance healed Fiona.
"There will be demons stronger than Baron Nash?" Irelia covered her mouth and exclaimed. The others also looked at Soraka with suspicion.
Soraka stood up and waved his hand gently, and Fiona on the ground disappeared. She looked worriedly at the condensed purple-black liquid ball, and said: "Baron Nash is very strong, but the nightmare in human hearts is a hundred times more terrifying. The War College, sooner or later, they will show their devilish fangs."
As Soraka spoke, the filthy purple-black liquid ball gradually began to twist into a huge creature.
The corrosive stench is disgusting in the air. The tentacles stretched out like an octopus.
The long body is like a centipede, the back is covered with spikes, the whole body is purple-black, and the white belly is scaly.
Three ugly heads protruding from the upper body, in the middle is a huge head, on both sides are small heads, four yellow eyes like lanterns on it, coupled with yellowed sharp fangs, it is chilling .
Is this the sealed demon Baron Nash? Soraka's face was extremely solemn, and she felt countless dark energy radiating from Baron Nash's body. The originally bright sky also dimmed, and Summoner's Canyon fell into a complete abyssal shadow.
The three heads of Baron Nash opened their mouths and sucked deeply, and laughed wildly: "It's too late to escape now. It will be my first soul feast for my rebirth!"
As Baron Nash breathed in, Soraka and the others felt a strong attraction, tearing their bodies as if they were trying to them all into the mouth of Baron Nash.
Soraka, Wuxin, and the Four Knights of the Void immediately made a decisive decision, and jointly deployed the defensive cover, temporarily resisting the violent suction.
What everyone didn't expect was that Verus fell into a painful wailing at the moment. His body is changing little by little, becoming the same as when he fought the Scarecrow last time. He was once again bewitched by the devil in his heart and became bloodthirsty!
"Yes, this soul must be delicious!" Baron Nash's vigorous magic sound began, and Verus was directly pulled out of the protective shield and entered Baron Nash's foul-smelling mouth.
"Verus!" Irelia screamed in surprise.
Soraka was about to go to rescue Verus, but was stopped by Wuxin. Unintentionally stretched out his right index finger and shook it. He shrugged and said: "You have to join forces with the four over there to seal Baron Nash, and Verus will leave it to me!"
After speaking, without waiting for Soraka to reply, he rushed out of the protective shield and went straight into Baron Nash's mouth.
However, when Wuxin fell into the mouth of Baron Nash, he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms. The black veins that had only reached his palm had reached his shoulders. He muttered to himself: "Verus, you really don't worry about it!"
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In the bright white space, Ye Feng gradually opened his eyes. The dazzling light made him temporarily uncomfortable.
Is this heaven? Unexpectedly, I would go to heaven after death, Ye Feng laughed at himself.
"You are not dead, young man, this is the inner space of Tears of the Goddess." The voice of the Goddess Icacia echoed in this space.
Ye Feng only slightly remembered after hearing these words, he seemed to desperately wanted to activate the tears of the goddess before he died.
"My Goddess, how can I take revenge?" Ye Feng shouted.
"Vengeance? Child, I know that you have hatred in your heart, but if your eyes are covered by hatred, you will not be able to get the power of the tears of the goddess." The voice of the goddess Icacia echoed in the space again.
Ye Feng lowered his head and said to himself: "What can I do now?"
"Child, you still have many things to face. As long as your firm beliefs will not be shaken and will not fall, the tears of the goddess will always stand by your side." The soft voice of the goddess Icacia comforted Ye Feng.
Ye Feng raised his head and shouted loudly: "My Goddess, what should I do now?"
"Go and absorb all the power of the purple ball of light in this star-filled image. It contains half of my mana before my death. You have to use it to penetrate Baron Nash's heart. Now I have moved the tears of the goddess into Baron Nash's heart. Position, only waiting for you to absorb the power of this light ball, but..." Goddess Icacia sighed in the middle of speaking.
"But what? Lord Goddess!" Ye Feng asked urgently.
"If your physique cannot fully absorb this power, Baron Nash's heart cannot be penetrated, and if you forcibly absorb all the power, it will make you burst into death. Do you still try, Ye Feng?"
Ye Feng grinned and said, "I've already died once, so what else can't you try?"
"Then, I beg you, child..." Goddess Icacia's voice gradually fainted until it disappeared into the sky.
Ye Feng looked at the purple ball of light that suddenly appeared in front of him, and knew that this was the power that the goddess Acacia said. As long as you get it, you can briefly gain half of the mana of the goddess Icacia. If it penetrates Baron Nash's heart, it should be completely dead, right?
Just as Ye Feng was thinking about it, the space he was in began to change drastically. The bright space is divided by various scene fragments. Soraka and the Four Horsemen are confronting Baron Nash; Wuxin is chasing Verus, who is walking towards the stomach of Baron Nash; Gavin IV, Xin Zhao, Caitlin and Xi Vail was imprisoned in a dark space by Baron Nash.
The scenes stabbed Ye Feng's heart like spikes. He knew that he was not fighting alone, and he had to complete the mission given to him by the Goddess Icacia. This time, he will also do his part for everyone.
Ye Feng felt that his breathing was visibly fast, which was both pressure and motivation. He slowly put his hands on the ball of light, and then a strong magical energy poured into his body, the power was as vast as an ocean, as if to drown him.
This is the power that the goddess Icacia should have! Ye Fengqiang endured the severe pain in his body, receiving the mana that tore his body and soul.
Either die or become stronger!
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On the road to becoming a devil, is it the devil that controls the human heart, or the devil arouses the dark side of the human heart?
People often attribute the shameful deeds made by the devil to the devil. This is a very stupid and self-deceiving idea.
The devil just reminds you of your dark side, which is your unknown side. Verus, I know this better than anyone, and I am afraid of it better than anyone else. I believe that it will come again sooner or later, but I did not expect it to come so soon. But if it can save you, it's worth it, isn't it?
Wuxin quietly floated to the demonized Verus and blocked his way. Wuxin just looked at Verus quietly, watching his every move after demonization.
The demonized Verus could not recognize who the person in front of him was at all, he only knew that he needed to kill now, he needed blood! When he raised his right hand, a scarlet blood arrow shot Wuxin directly.
"What a sad person." Wuxin jumped, and the slender right index finger and twisted the arrow! In an instant, this energy blood arrow turned into blood mist.
"You have to live well!" Wuxin said towards Verus, although he knew Verus would not listen.
Innocent eyes narrowed slightly, avoiding Verus's blood arrows again and again. He quickly approached Verus, and with a wave of his right hand, a cage formed by a golden ball of light trapped Verus in it.
Regardless of how much Verus roared and resisted, this cage was unbreakable.
With a "hiss", he looked at his upper body in amazement, the clothes had been turned into countless small pieces, floating away. From this look, the black thread-like veins on the palm of his right hand have reached his right chest.
Unintentionally took a deep breath and looked at Verus in the cage with complicated eyes. He spoke lightly: "Now, our destiny is connected together."
Verus in the cage gradually regained consciousness, and he looked at the golden cage blankly. "What's wrong with me?" Verus looked nervously at Wuxin. He roughly guessed his situation, but he didn't want to believe it.
"It's time for you to choose, Verus, become a demon or turn around?" Wuxin's eyes were sharp like a knife, as if to cut the current Verus apart, and a solemn expression that had never been seen before appeared on him. Resolute face.
I? select? Turn around? Verus understood Wuxin's words, and now he should make a choice, not to paralyze himself ignorantly, let himself be lost before making a choice. He trembled, and fear began to spread in his heart.
Verus lowered his head and looked at his shaking hands. For some reason, he saw blood stains on his hands, and countless black holes were densely packed, and countless black bugs were drilled out of them and swallowed his hands. A pair of exquisite skeletons like skeletons appeared in his eyes.
He couldn't tell whether it was true or not. He wanted to escape, to faint, and to fall into a coma. This can at least comfort myself, it's not that I want to fall, am I?
A magical sound pulled Verus back from his lost consciousness again: "It's a touching scene, why not let your friends outside also watch this exciting moment of degeneration?"
The voice of Baron Nash spread throughout Summoner Canyon. At the same time, a piece of crystal appeared in front of Wuxin and the others, with every move of other companions on it!
"Isn't it interesting to watch the people fighting together fall into despair step by step? Hahahaha!" Baron Nash mocked everyone present.
Even Ye Feng, who was hiding in the tears of the goddess, gritted his teeth. But he knew that it was not the time to come out yet. Once he makes a mistake, everything will fall short!
In Baron Nash's stomach, countless sour mucus dripped on Wuxin's body. He frowned slightly, disgusting this feeling. But he had to watch Verus in the cage to make a decision so that he could feel at ease.
Time slowly passes by, like a meteor in the vast universe. Verus couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion. He felt that after a long, long time, it was long enough to forget everything.
who am I? Verus looked at his body and couldn't help asking questions.
At this time, a scene flashed through his mind. Familiar mountain, he quietly guarded the temple, and also watched the village under the mountain. Everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful.
Is this me? A softness flashed in Verus' eyes. He liked this village and that temple very much.
Wuxin outside the cage watched Verus's changes, but he didn't have a trace of relaxed expression. This is a bit puzzling, Wei Lu Si has already shown signs of improvement, why is the unintentional look so solemn?
The face of Verus in the cage began to relax, he sat on the ground unconsciously, looking at his hands. This is a pair of hands full of divine energy.
They carry the hope of the village; they guard the sacred temple; they are the source of Verus' power.
It seems that everything is full of love and hope. This is how Ionia survives. Ionia is always so peaceful and peaceful, and the care between people affects everyone.
The history of Ionia is long and mysterious. Outsiders will always compare it with the lost ancient country Icacia. They have so many similarities.
No matter how people on the mainland talk about Ionia, it remains the same, as sacred and inviolable as pure land.
I, Verus, is a member of this peaceful and peaceful land, and the guardian of the demon temple to suppress the suppression. What an honored sacred duty! This is my glory!
What if Ionia will always be like this? Verus looked up in amazement, looking blank. What was in my mind just now?
The scene of fighting, the screams of villagers, and the innocent villagers falling under the iron hoof. They are so weak and unable to resist.
"Why? Why is this!" Verus stood up, wrapped his head in his hands, looked at the ground with wide-open eyes, shaking and exhaling constantly.
"Just now, Verus, what are you waiting for? Make a choice!" The unintentional scolding voice awakened Verus.
At this time, Verus' forehead was covered with oily sweat, he wiped the sweat around the corner of his eye, and then he could barely see the unintentional outside the cage.
Not only that, Verus also saw the black vein in Wuxin's palm, which stretched to Wuxin's right chest. Verus couldn't help thinking, is Wuxin always using his life to suppress the demons in his body? At the thought of this, Verus felt a hint of guilt.
But Noxus, I witnessed a raging massacre with my own eyes. I stood on the edge of the cliff, weakly watching the villagers below each die in the hands of the Noxians.
They are unarmed villagers, they don't understand anything. Watching Noxus's army enter the village, they even went out to greet them, completely unaware that these people were here to slaughter them!
why? Is such a kind person dying? And those vicious Noxians are alive?
and I? Hehe, in order to protect the ruined temple, I watched the village where I was born and raised was destroyed!
power! I need strength! If the power of the sacred cannot bring me victory, I will dye my soul with the shadow of the devil and pay homage to the dead soul of Ionia with the blood of the Noxians!
demon? Humph, my will is controlled by me! Any demon will be swallowed by me!
Verus' clear eyes became cloudy again, until they became white, and purple blood lines appeared around his eye circles. The heavy breathing made Verus breathless, and the flame of hatred was eating away at his last kind thoughts.
The originally black hair was instantly grayed, and the clothes on the upper body seemed to be burned, burning at a visible speed. The white shirt on his neckline was stained red with blood, and his muscular upper body was exposed.
Gradually hideous demon patterns appeared on his arms, and the crossbows changed in gold and blood, as if to show Verus's inner struggle. In the end, the crossbow was still stained with blood. His lower body began to be entangled with weird purple vines, and he looked like a demon.
Wuxin's face outside the cage was pale, but Verus had chosen to become a demon. Wuxin covered his heart with his left hand, and a piercing pain spread throughout the body.
"Originally, last time you had to cultivate to a demigod with peace of mind, you could completely control the power of the devil. You thought you were in control now, but you didn't actually have it." Wuxin slumped on the ground, her lips pale.
"I can't save you!" As soon as the voice fell, Wuxin fainted to the ground.
At this time, a red figure appeared beside Wuxin. She put her slender little hand on Wuxin's heart, and the faint heartbeat made her sigh of relief.
She lowered her head, came to the cage, and roared: "Verus, how long are you going to be crazy!"
Velus, who had been completely demonized, was briefly awakened by the voice. He looked out of the cage, and Irelia's figure fell into his pale eyes.
"Did you know? You are following the path of the devil that is spurned by everyone! This road is destined to be uneven. Your life will be accompanied by piles of dead bones and carpets of blood! What you have to choose is really Is this a lonely road?" Irelia fell to the ground, crying weakly.
Verus didn't reply, he lowered his head, not daring to look at Irelia outside. The picture in Irelia's words appeared in his eyes.
The eternal lonely starry sky, the endlessly long night, the blood-red sickle moon is extremely enchanting. He couldn't see anyone, no road. There is no end in sight in front of his eyes. Under his feet is a sea of ​​skeletons and corpses. Occasionally, bones and skeletons stretch out their terrifying bone hands to grab Verus's feet and want him to be buried.
Verus' eyes widened, and there seemed to be countless dead souls crying under the sea of ​​corpses. I want to go back, but where's the way? Verus took a step forward and stepped onto the stone road.
"despair"! The whole world reverberated with the sound of Verus's step just now. The dead souls and skeletons under his feet seemed to be mime, with only movements and no sound.
Verus just walked vaguely, and the world echoed with his footsteps, proving his existence.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked behind him with numb eyes. Someone calling me? Verus looked behind him suspiciously, all the stone roads behind him disappeared!
Irelia's voice? Verus carefully searched for the source of the sound.
Outside the cage, Irelia watched Verus, who had fallen into her self-consciousness, slammed into the unbreakable cage frantically.
She couldn't cry, and choked up: "Do you know? Wuxin, he, he didn't know you before, but he focused on you and helped you suppress the nightmare in your heart, but what about you? In the end, you still failed He, let everyone down, don't hurt our hearts again, okay?"
Speaking of this, Irelia turned her head and looked at Wuxin's black veins, which had spread from her right chest to the edge of her left chest.
Irelia's eyes were dim, and her pupils were dilated. She continued to say to herself: "Maybe you didn't realize that Wuxin treats you like a brother to a younger brother, guiding you back with your heart."
She raised her head, looked at Verus again, and said, "Remember the first meeting? It was Wuxin who hung his palm on your head to help you dispel the demon. At the time I thought it was dispelling until I saw him. The black line on the chest made me understand that he was sucking that evil force into his body, which would kill him!"
Irelia stretched out her right hand, gently placed it on the cage, and said: "He has helped you time and time again. Even if he encounters the magic that caused the war college to fall into nightmares, he still feels that you are still saved! He is deeply trapped again and again Jedi, sealed you with the power of the devil, and what about you? What did you do? For your own selfishness, you broke the seal again and again. Do you know how heartbreaking this makes Wuxin? You know Master Soraka is discouraging When you gave up, you didn't listen. How disappointed was she? Do you know how helpless we are as your companions? Verus, why don't you understand! Be smart, think you are the most painful, no one understands! You are not qualified, know? We are more painful than you! Seeing you immersed in the nightmare you have made step by step towards the abyss, we are the most painful!" At the end of the speech, Irelia's voice became hoarse , My throat hurts slightly.
"You don't understand, you are like a child who needs to be taken care of. I have an older brother. I can understand your pain and struggle."
Verus, who was stuck in self-consciousness, listened to Irelia's words, every word pierced his numb heart. The sight in front of him dissipated.
The starry sky and night are gone, the stone road is gone, there is no dead soul and skeleton, and now he has regained the initiative of the body. But the devil did not give up bewitching Verus, and his body was still terrifying like a demon.
Verus lowered his head and said nothing for a long time. There is only guilt in his heart, ashamed to all those who care about him. He hesitated for a long time and said, "I'm sorry!"
Irelia wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled reluctantly: "Come back, Verus!
"Yeah." A tear dripped from Verus's pale eyes, and he finally looked away.
Irelia saw that Verus hadn't changed back to her original appearance, frowned slightly, and said: "Verus, why haven't you changed back?"
"Hehehe, what should I do when he changes back? I'm still waiting for him to completely unlock my seal!" Verus smiled, and a terrible voice came from his teeth.
"Baron Nash? No, you are the devil in the temple!" Irelia hurriedly stood up, guarding. Although Verus is now trapped in the cage, who knows he won't break through? What's more, now this demon has the initiative!
"Little girl, you are still smart, yes, I am the demon sealed in Ionia, but do you think I am talking to you now, will I be unsure of surpassing you?" Verus' face began The twisted, crooked smile made people shudder.
Irelia refused to retreat, she held the handed down sword tightly, ready to take action at any time.
Suddenly, she felt someone pat her shoulder behind her. At some point, Wuxin who fell on the ground had already stood up.
Wuxin didn't say anything, he reprinted his hands and unlocked the cage. However, Verus, who was controlled by the demon, did not rush out as expected, but stood still and motionless.
Verus' appearance is transforming into a human form, and the devil lines on his body and the vines on his lower body are quickly dissipating.
Soon, he collapsed to the ground. The last voice of the devil came from his body, full of unwillingness: "As long as he still uses my power, I will come back!"
Irelia walked to Verus with a tired look and helped him up. At this time, Verus had already woke up, and saw that he was being supported by Irelia, but he was silent.
Irelia looked at Wuxin gratefully and said, "Wuxin, thank you, if it wasn't for you, Verus would...Shall we go out next?"
"Go out, say a good show, but you made it dirty, you all have to die here!" Baron Nash's angry voice sounded, and more mucus was secreted from his stomach membrane!
The stinging burning sensation of the mucus dripping on the body made Arelia and Verus anguish. Just survived a catastrophe, are you desperate again? Verus and Irelia struggled.
"I opened a channel, you can directly teleport out of Summoner Canyon." Wuxin said lightly.
As soon as Verus and Irelia were about to say no, they were sucked into the space wormhole torn apart inadvertently. Through the gradually closed wormhole, they looked sadly at Wuxin.
"Live well!" The black veins in Wuxin's palm have reached his left chest and spread into his heart. In the eyes of Velus, Irelia, and the others present, this was his dying blow!
The Wuxin figure gradually immersed in the black mist, and the blue sapphire was also dyed black by the black mist, with a bit of red blood.
When the fog cleared, Wuxin seemed to have never been in this world, just like his name. Unintentional, unintentional people, this may be the best ending, right?
Outside Summoner Canyon, Irelia and Verus appeared somewhere in the woods. Irelia passed out into a coma, while Verus held a parchment book in a daze.
When he was about to put the scroll back, a voice rang in his ear: "When you hear this, it proves that I am dead. I'm really sorry. I have to ask you if I die, although Before seeing Fiona’s cold body, I was worried about Ye Feng’s safety, but I believe he will survive. When you see him again, give him the scroll of Promise Swordsmanship, this scroll is mine. I found it in an ancient place when I was young. I have never touched it because of the power of arbitration. I told Ye Feng that when he meets the heir of the Promise Sword Dao, remember to let him give it to that person. Now, Verus, I hope you can survive!"
Verus looked at the scroll, stunned, and said to himself: "Wuji Sword? Isn't it what Master Yi cultivated? Forget it, let Ye Feng give it to Master Yi."
Thinking of this, Verus felt unprecedentedly tired, and he fell asleep on the ground.
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