When she heard someone downstairs talking, she immediately clenched her fists, and the ball of light immediately dissipated, leaving only the pale sky light outside the window to illuminate the room. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. Lux pressed her head with both hands, as if trying to drive the horrific sight out of her mind. She tried to remember the episode of the nightmare, but all she could remember was the sour smell and the vague darkness that kept wrapping and squeezing her.

She felt thirsty, so she quickly got dressed and walked to the corner of the room and picked up her cane. She went downstairs to the temple's kitchen, and though she didn't have any appetite, she still managed to get a breakfast of bread and butter. When you bite into it, your mouth is full of the smell of grave soil. She pushed breakfast aside.

"Do you understand now?" asked Penile as she walked into the kitchen. She sat down at the dining table, her eyes dark and her skin gray in the bleak morning light. Lux only now realizes that Penilla has lost weight.

"What did you dream about?" asked Lux.

"Let's not talk about it. I don't want to go through it again. ”

Lux nodded slowly, "There's something very wrong with this town. ”

Starfire immediately wailed when he saw her. His ears drooped and his eyes widened. He arched his nose at Lux, and she stroked the horse's long, pearly white neck and broad shoulders.

"You're dreaming too," she asked. Starfire flicked her mane.

Lux quickly saddled his horse and rode towards the north gate of Fosbayro. It's been an hour since sunrise, but the town still hasn't quite woken up. There was no smoke coming from the blacksmith's shop, no smell wafting from the bakery, only a few black-faced merchants were opening the door. The people of Demacia all live by the principles of hard work, self-discipline and diligence, and it is rare for a border town to start the day's work so late. But if the people of Fosbyro slept about the same quality last night as she did, there was nothing wrong with not waking up on time.

She walked out of the city gates, letting Starfire move around the clearing outside the city for a moment before continuing on the muddy path. The stallion had broken a leg a few years earlier, but that injury didn't affect his gallop. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

"Slow down, lad." Lux rode into the forest.

The air was filled with the scent of pine and wildflowers, and Lux enjoyed the intoxicating scent. This is the gift of the mountains of the north. Sunlight shines through the canopy of the taiga, slanting to cast dappled spots of light. However, the smell of the earth suddenly reminded her of the nightmare scene, and she couldn't help but feel a chill down her back. She marched deep into the forest, the winding mountain road stretching north. Lux held the reins in one hand and raised the other high, touching the sunlight overhead, the sensation of her fingertips stirring the magic in her body. She allowed her magic to pour out, and the light in the depths of her body and mind spread like an elixir throughout her body.

Magic filled her senses, lit up her world, and the colors of the forest became unusually vivid and vibrant. She saw the little ball of light floating in the air, and heard the breath of the trees and the sigh of the earth. The world in front of me is so incredible, and all living beings are alive and well in the runoff of energy, whether it's nameless grass or stout iron birch trees. It is said that the roots of the iron birch tree are so deep in the ground that they can even reach the heart of the world.

Lux had been riding for an hour through the colorful forest when there was a crossroads in front of her, and a road to the east, if I remember correctly, should have led to a lumberjack's town; Another road descends westward to a residential area built around a rich silver mine. Her father had a stake in the mine, and her favorite cloak pin was made from silver mined deep in the mine. There is also a small path in the middle of the two main roads, which is almost covered with weeds and is only wide enough to ride through or hike.

If it had been seven years ago, she would have taken that path, and Lux herself couldn't tell why she felt disgusted and didn't want to direct Starfire to the path. She didn't need to go there, because what she said was going to pay homage to her great-grandfather's grave was just a rhetoric. Lux closed her eyes and stretched her arm to the side, letting the magic ripple through her fingertips and flicker on her staff.

The light of the forest speaks of the opposition between light and dark, the shimmering colors and the jumping light. She felt the distant starlight drifting like mist, and these starlight sowed on other worlds, shining on other life. Where the light of Demacia plunged into darkness, she flinched in fear. Where the light nourishes the living, she is soothed. Lux sat in the saddle and turned from side to side, her perception far more acute than that of most other mortals. She was searching for the power that gripped the land like a curse. The sun had almost risen to its highest point, and she frowned as the light of the forest trembled. She felt the shadows appear where they didn't belong, the darkness hidden where there should have been only light. Her breathing suddenly stopped, as if someone had choked her by the neck. A wave of sleepiness swept over her body, and her eyelids couldn't stop fighting, becoming more and more unable to open, as if she was being forcibly dragged into a waking slumber.

The forest around her suddenly became silent. There was no breeze blowing the leaves, no grass flakes swaying and rubbing, and the chirping of birds and animals suddenly disappeared. Lux heard a soft rustle, the sound of a shroud pullover.

Go to sleep.

"No," she said, clenching her cane, but the unnatural sleepiness was like a soft blanket that gradually wrapped her, warm and generous. Lux's head hung down, and she gradually closed her eyes, only for a moment.

The crisp sound of branches breaking, mixed with the harsh scraping of metal, opened Lux's eyelids. She took a deep breath, and the coolness of her voice woke her up immediately. She blinked vigorously, dispelling the dark shadow in front of her, and exhaled a cool breath that reawakened the magic in her body. She heard the sound of cavalry, the beating of the locking rings between the bridles and the bridles, the scraping of metal against metal. Cavalry, dressed in battle armor, at least four horsemen, probably more than that.

Lux wasn't afraid. She can handle it, and there's nothing to be afraid of humans. The mysterious black shadow that now lurks in this forest is the more urgent threat. Its power is unfathomable, and it seems that someone is testing their strength. She tightened her grip on Starfire's reins, allowing him to face the direction the voice came from. The Freljord robbers were inland and should not have been marauders at sea, and if one of the mountain fortresses had fallen, she would have heard the news. Extrajudicial rioters are possible. In that case, there is no need to be afraid. She hides her sparkling magic beneath the skin of her fingertips, ready to unleash sparkling arrows of light at any moment.

The bushes in front of her spread out, and five horsemen came into view.

All five of them were powerful, wearing shiny armor from head to toe. The horses under the crotch were all gray-skinned horses, broad-shouldered and strong, at least seventeen palms high, and draped in the same cobalt blue horse coat. Four men unsheathed their swords, and a fifth had a sword behind their backs. Gold grip, blue scabbard.

"Laxana," the cavalryman asked, his voice masked in his helmet.

With a long breath, the knight took off his helmet, his black hair and resolute face were the embodiment of Demacia's temperament, and it felt like he should be minted on a coin.

"Galen." Lux let out a long sigh.

Her brother brought four warriors of the dreadnought vanguard.

If you change to other armies, four soldiers are simply insignificant, but the soldiers in the Dreadnought Vanguard are all heroes. Their heroic deeds are all engraved on their swords. Their stories are sung in the taverns and around the campfires in Demacia.

The black-haired, sharp-eyed, bearded swordsman is Diadoru. He had single-handedly fought against an entire Trifali army at the Gate of Sorrow, and held out all day. Next to him is Sebato from Jean Delek, who has slain a terrible maggot of the abyss. The monster woke up every hundred years and ravaged its prey, but now it had fallen asleep. Its fangs were hung in the main hall of King Gavin's palace, next to the newly hung dragon skull, a tribute from the prince and his mysterious fellow brave.

The smaller, but mighty one that doesn't lose to anyone, is the female warrior Valya. She once spearheaded the assault on the decks of the Sea Wolves' fleet in Dornhold, burning their ship with a single fire. The battle nearly cost her her life, but she managed to kill the leader of the berserkers. Rodion, her twin brother, sailed north and set fire to the town of Frost Harbor in Freljold, as an example of deterring any marauders who dared to invade the south.