By the time the ferocious palm wind touched his face, Ahri had completely given up resisting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if she could use the secret method of spiritual spirit shuttle to deal with it, she was not the opponent of the power of the four gods, not to mention that she couldn't use the secret method that she was proud of at all.

"Ionia is under siege, no matter what, you must help them." She muttered a plea and closed her eyes.

Two lines of tears crossed the raised contours of his cheeks, dripping downward, and his slender eyelashes were moistened and blackened.

That young face was incomparably clear, as if every time she closed her eyelids, her world would be gently occupied, as if all the light after the world was extinguished.

The sharp palm came to a halt a few inches in front of her.

Udir looked at the nine-tailed demon fox with a complicated expression, and the emotion of belonging to the beast resonated with him...... What does that feel like? He seemed to feel the deep throbbing of the fox in front of him, but he couldn't say what that feeling was, just ...... It seems sad.

Memories gripped him for a moment, the moment he became a beast spirit walker.

He sat cross-legged on the altar of Freljord, the land of ice, his eyes closed, his body covered with heavy fur, but the biting cold wind swept through it.

But he didn't move, breathing and breathing, as if he had merged his body and mind with this heaven and earth.

"The time has come, Udir." The bitter north wind blew the priest's vague whisper.

The half-year blizzard season of Freljord's winter has dissipated from his eyes, and time has receded wildly from both sides of his body, thousands of years...... Tens of thousands of years...... The frozen land was full of life unimaginable, with hot moisture rising from the ground and huge trees covering the field. Then, he saw ancient beast spirits quietly emerge from the leaves of the forest and gather around him.

They were scrutinizing, their eyes were curious, they were puzzled, he wasn't sure if he would be accepted, in fact every beast spirit walker was never sure about it.

They were talking, and there was no emotion in their whispers.

Some of the beast spirits shook their heads away, some hesitated, and some paced beside him, as if looking, and seemed to want to cut through his catties with their eyes.

Eventually, five vague beast spirits were left floating in the air.

"Mighty Beast Spirit Walker, I bestow the power of the Tiger on your body, and may you tear apart the enemy in front of you with your claws!" The tiger spirit roared in the wind, flowing into his body, and the shadow of the tiger's head flashed on Udil's forehead.

"Brave beast spirit walker, I give you the tenacity of the Divine Turtle, may the Spiritual Turtle shield protect you indestructible!" The turtle spirit murmured to him, and the spirit melted into his body, the tough skin of the body, like the blessing of hard armor.

"Wise beast spirit walker, I bestow the power of the brute bear on your body, and may the roar of the bear spirit stay in your heart forever!" The bear spirit roared, thumping his chest, and the beast spirit dissipated in the air, pouring into his solid arms.

"Resolute beast spirit walker, I bestow the flame of the fire phoenix on your body, and may the fire of purification burn all the evil spirits in the world!" The phoenix spirit chirped, spread its wings and circled around Udir, disappeared into the firelight, and burned beside the young walker for a long time.

Udir turned his gaze to the last beast spirit, which was the most special and the most hesitant. The spirit of the demon fox, its gaze swept over him, but it flickered.

The young beast spirit walker couldn't wait to speak: "Ancient Demon Fox Spirit, may you give me the Demon Spirit Technique and help me protect this turbulent land!" ”

The fox spirit hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head, the voice was warm and elegant, as if it came from a delicate woman. "I'm sorry, young beast spirit walker. The meaning of the fox spirit is not on the battlefield, but it is just to come to the world and find a love of his own. ”

Then the shadow of the spirit fox disappeared into the depths of the forest.

Memories are stirred up without warning, and then vanished without leaving a trace. The fox-eared woman in front of her had already closed her eyes peacefully, but the tears on her cheeks seemed to reveal a kind of ...... Unfinished regrets.

It was the same feeling that the spirit of the demon fox gave him that day, it was a vague, but inexplicably sad feeling.

This is the soul of the boy who has been determined to protect nature since he was a child, and the unruly four beast spirits in his body can't understand the strange feeling, but the bit of fury that envelops his heart has inexplicably disappeared.

The palm that stopped in mid-air contained the fierce attack, paused, and then slowly fell.

As if feeling the sense of oppression disappear, the nine-tailed fox opened its big eyes in confusion, and still looked at Udir with some trepidation in his heart.

"Tell me what you're here for." Under the thick eyebrows, there are a pair of sharp eyes.

Still, Ahri was overjoyed.

……

"Sindra ......"

Udir let out a long breath of cloudy air and sat down on the ground, muttering the name of the Dark Führer.

The freshly lit campfire danced in the night, stretching the shadows of the two by the fire long and estrangely extended.

The nightmarish sight he had seen in his long slumber - the floating palace suspended in mid-air that supplied the calm earth with a steady stream of dark power turned out to be the work of the mysterious witch.

"Darkness will reign over Ionia." Udir sat on the ground, staring at the campfire with a little distraction, and muttered as the hem of his tattered robe engulfed in a patch of weeds beneath him. "This is what we see in our dreams." At the end of the sentence, he looked up at the visitor who had risked his life to find him.

Udir always likes to refer to himself when he speaks, and this strange way of saying it seems to represent him and the beast spirit that resides within him.

"He's not going to let that happen." Ahri hugged her legs and whispered, a gentle sound that broke the silence of the night.

"The magician, you say?"

"Hmm......," Ahri replied with his head bowed and undeniable, quickly changing the subject, "everyone is fighting in Ionia, Udir. Noxus is already on the move. They need the power of your four gods. If it falls there, it's all over. ”

"But how are you going to get into the city? Little fox. How do we break through the layers of Noxus to enter the city? ”

Ahri shook her head, she hadn't thought about it herself.

Udir couldn't help laughing, in fact, what he was more concerned about was the vague aura in the body of this nine-tailed demon fox, if what she said just now was true, it should be Sindra's breath.

This made him suspicious, but as a beast spirit walker, he was very sympathetic to the emotions of beasts, and there was nothing wrong with that feeling. She didn't lie to him.

A breath made Udil, who had just calmed down a little, tense up again, and at the same time as that breath, there was a sharp chord shock!

"Be careful!" Udir shouted and burst out, and the tiger was swift and pushed Ahri away, and Udir, who had just sat cross-legged on the ground, had already stood up, as fast as a bolt of lightning. The sturdy arms carried the fallen tree trunk and opened up a safe space.

With a quick grasp of it, he squeezed the arrow flying in a spiral on his waist tightly in his hand, and the brute force stopped the spinning arrow. Udir roared, the surging beast intent darting through his chest, the heavy trunk on his shoulders pushed aside by his muscular arms.

It fell to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Who?"

The sneak attacker behind the tree slowly emerged, his face split in two by the cross-section of a longbow, the curve of his nose extending from a point of an arrow reflecting fire, and the arm holding the longbow solid and powerful, covered with dark purple mysterious tattoos.

This breath, in the darkness, carries an ancient smell of decay. "Syndra's lackeys?" In the darkness of the night, Udir spoke in a low voice.

And Ahri was already stunned in place, and after a long time, he slowly spit out a name in his mouth:

"Varus."