Chapter 7: The Gods

Anderson is a veteran, having served in the Garrison Legion since the Year of the Stars (711 Rune Calendar), and this year is his fifth year in the Legion, and he has seen many big names in the Legion over the years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The most familiar is undoubtedly the battalion commander "Broken Steel Blade" Bard, as well as the battalion commander of the second battalion "Ghost Hand" Rammond, the cavalry captain Tassos he also dealt with, and even the leader of the legion, General Lesser, he also met from afar when he inspected the station.

Having seen so many big people, he logically said that he would not have any pressure when facing a young squad leader, but when this tall young man with a strip of cloth wrapped around his fist stood in front of him, he still felt a little nervous.

Of course, the dozen or so comrades-in-arms lying on the ground struggling and moaning were the biggest reason why he felt nervous.

"What's your name?"

Anderson got up from the bed and stood in front of Darius in a proper manner, "My name is Anderson...... Captain. ā€

There are no fools in this barracks, who will come to risk the captain who is full of food? Pretending to be an officer was a big crime, and when he asked Kadyrov to call him 'Chief' or 'Captain', everyone knew in their hearts that he was the new detachment leader. However, his too young face made Kadyrov subconsciously provoke.

Everyone also has the meaning of measuring how much strength he has, but seeing Darius's strong combat effectiveness, it would be a fool to know what to do.

Darius stood there and began to undo the strip of cloth from his hand, and without looking up, he said, "Get me a clean bed." ā€

"Okay, Captain."

Anderson immediately agreed, and he quickly packed up a bed, then laid out a clean bedding, and when he had done all this, he ran to Darius and waited for the next step.

Darius took off his coat and lay down comfortably on the bed, unharmed, but fatigue was inevitable.

"My axe, you find me a place to put it up, you may not be able to lift it alone, call a few more brothers, and these guys on the ground, I didn't do it ruthlessly, it's not a hard injury, let them rub some medicine and have a good rest."

"We're not all in the barracks, are we? I'm resting first, and I hope that when I wake up, everyone on the team will know who the new leader is, is there a problem, Anderson? ā€

"No problem, boss!"

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When Darius opened his eyes again, he felt that he was stronger than ever, and his vitality filled every corner of this body, and the reason why he felt this way was because his injuries had fully healed due to the effect of the [Healing] talent.

He lay on the bed, staring blankly ahead, and in front of his eyes, countless streams of data that only he could see formed a familiar scene.

Darius looking at his character panel.

Name: Darius

Race: Human

Faction: Noxus

Attributes: Strength 7, Constitution 6, Agility 3, Intelligence 4, Willpower 3, Charisma 2.

Health (Health): 56/56 ([Healing] +2 per hour)

Combat Talent: [Healing] Phoebe, the goddess of the crescent moon and the weaver of the thread of life, is watching you, she gives you new strength, no matter what kind of damage you suffer, as long as the thread of life is not cut, your body will continue to repair itself, and the repair effect is determined by your own level and constitution.

The goddess of the crescent moon? Darius looked up, and though the tent cut off his gaze, he knew in his heart that it was not Phoebe who was shining on Valoran in the sky through the roof of the barracks.

The three daughters of God the Father Werther, the three goddesses of the moon,

The incarnation of the crescent moon, Phoebe, weaves the thread of life, she is in charge of life and healing power, also called the goddess of life,

Dilu, the lord of the full moon, pulls the thread of life, she weaves the power of fate and the future, also called the goddess of fate,

Nona, the symbol of the waning moon, cuts the thread of life, he represents the power of death and the end, also called the goddess of judgment,

Phoebe appeared from the moon of spring to the moon of flowers, Dilu from the moon of rain to the moon of flowing fire, and now it is Nona who shines on Valoran, who lasts from the month of plenty to the month of winter.

The snoring in the barracks annoyed him, and Darius turned off the panels, got up, got out of bed, got dressed, and stepped out of the big tent.

The whole camp was now silent, except for the soldiers who were guarding and patrolling, everyone had fallen asleep, and the fierce north wind blew through the mountains, and there were whistling sounds, like the angry cries of fierce beasts dormant in the darkness.

Because of the guards, Darius did not go far, he stood at the door of the barracks, raised his head and looked at the sky.

It was a pale blue waning moon, and the clear moonlight lit up the night sky, and it wasn't the first time Darius had looked up at the night sky, as he had done so often since he came to this world two months ago.

It was still Dilu, the red full moon, and Darius, who saw Dilu for the first time, was full of disbelief and incredulity, and when Nona appeared in the night sky in Dilu's place, he felt the shock again.

But today was different, Darius felt that after the awakening of his talent, his understanding of the world was deeper, because when he stared at the night sky at this time, he saw more things.

A network of silver light like silk threads filled the night sky like the finest silk, weaving a great net covering the whole world, and they loomed behind the clouds, like living creatures, and behind it was a void deeper than the night, with no end in sight.

It is said that it is the source of power for the legal professionals in this world, and the scholars have spent their lives pursuing and exploring things, as for how the users of mana draw power from this, and what kind of results the scholars have studied, it is not what Darius knows.

After all, Darius was just an orphan who had received a rudimentary education in writing, and he had heard about it from others, and he was more familiar with how to fight and survive than with his knowledge of the world.

A slight sound of footsteps drew Darius's attention back from the distant starry sky to reality, and he turned his head to see a middle-aged man with a tiger's back open the curtain and walked out.

Through the quiet moonlight, Darius saw him clearly, and then remembered him, after all, a fierce bald head and a scar that extended from the corner of the eye to the chin made it difficult not to remember.

The man walked up to Darius and asked in an extraordinarily hoarse voice, "Are you the new detachment leader, Darius?" ā€œ

Apparently he knew the answer to the question, so without waiting for Darius to speak, he continued: "My name is Demons, and I think there are some things we can talk about. ā€œ

De Mons? It turned out that he was the Deemmons of Bard's mouth, and he should not have been in the barracks this afternoon when Darius was fighting with the soldiers, otherwise Darius could not have not noticed him.

actually took the initiative to find it, and it seems that while he was sleeping, Anderson carried out his orders well.

Darius grinned,

Talk about?

Hey, that's kind of interesting.