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Boundless darkness, this is real darkness, there is no light, the dark world, there is no concept of time and space, and there is no direction to find to come and go. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Like the dust of being forgotten, numb to live in the dark world, thoughts and feelings have been completely frozen, constantly repeating yesterday's years.

In the near-eternal silence, there is occasionally a peculiar light shining through - the brilliance of thought.

Countless chaotic images crept into his world, and then fell silent.

The obscure text symbols, the cold dagger and short knife, the noisy and noisy middle school classroom, the intriguing underground world, the two worlds are constantly intertwined and merged, he is like a quiet spectator, browsing these familiar and unfamiliar pictures, in this eternal darkness, this is the only thing that can keep him from losing himself.

In the darkness that was extremely quiet, he could occasionally hear the complex and ethereal chanting, the voice was absent, intermittent, who was reading, what the meaning was, he didn't know, only when the voice sounded, he would temporarily have the concept of "I".

A cold feeling came from the depths of the soul, and countless mystical powers broke into this dark world from the outside, and the numb memory showed that it seemed to be something called the power of runes.

The power of runes? What is that?

Who is this memory?

Like a flame burning, the stiff body began to melt, the frozen mind gradually got rid of its shackles, and the five senses returned to this stone-like body.

After an unknown amount of sleep, the young man, who had been frozen by the power of the Feathered Serpent for a long time, laboriously mobilized his facial muscles and gradually opened his eyes that had been silent in the darkness for a long time.

The dark yellow stone wall caught Darius's eyes, and his empty mind began to work, and he wriggled his neck awkwardly, the touch of his body and everything he saw told him that he was lying on a hard bed in a humble room.

Where is this? Why am I here and what happened?

After a brief blank moment, a thick doubt surfaced in Darius's mind.

Shattered and deep memories are like a movie fast-forwarding at ten times the speed, churning wildly in the mind. The Crossing Legion, the Garrison, the Lizardmen, the War, Andrea, and finally the Scarecrow.

Darius snorted and sat up from his bed, remembering that the Legion had lost the war with the lizardmen, the fortress had been completely destroyed, and in the last scarecrow's soul-torn storm of ravens, he had been struck by Andrea's petrification spell and turned to stone.

He gasped and groped for his body, which seemed a little strange to him, but fortunately, it seemed that the petrification had been completely removed, and in this quiet little room, he seemed to be able to clearly hear the sound of a strong and powerful heart beating in his chest.

But a bigger question arises, where is this? Who saved himself?

[Feathered Serpent's Gaze] was not a spell that could be easily undone, and Darius vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard the sound of someone chanting a spell in his sleep, was that voice waking him up?

He was still wearing the same set of things issued by the garrison, and the [Embrace of Fortitude] was also worn on his finger intact, but the [Dryad Terminator] was missing, and it was likely that it was lost in the fortress.

It's a pity, Darius, who already has feelings for this weapon, can't help but feel a little lost.

That's right! Dark Resonance Crystal!

Darius jerked his hand into his trouser pocket, the cold touch of his fingertips causing his heart to fall to the ground. He held the pitch-black crystal in his hand, it was the thing he cherished most, it was the robe that gave him his life.

The legion has been destroyed, and Anderson, De Mons, Kadyrov, and the other soldiers of the second detachment have probably all died in this war, and it seems that he and West are the last survivors of the entire second detachment.

No, that's not right, because even West is dead, but there is only a glimmer of hope for a resurrection. Darius smiled wryly, it seemed that only he was the last survivor.

He remembered the divination that West had given him cards before his death, "Death is life." ”

This damn crow's mouth, he really doesn't know if such a result is lucky or unfortunate for him.

Sensing that he was almost recovered, his instinct for caution led him to take a closer look at his surroundings.

It was a very cramped room, with little to say except for the hardwood bed in which he had accommodated, and an oil lamp hung above his head, emitting a dim glow.

He quickly judged that he was underground, for there were not walls above and around him, but dark yellow rock walls, which reminded him of the place where he grew up, the lower town of Noxus, where rooms of various sizes were dug out of the mountains.

In the direction of the bed, a tattered wooden door stood quietly, and through the dotted holes in the wooden door, you could see the endless darkness behind it.

"Anyone?"

Only Darius's own voice echoed in the empty room, and without receiving any answer, he decided to leave here, although he didn't know who brought him here, but he was willing to spend so much effort to depetulate himself, it was certainly not a good deed, it was impossible to hide from himself.

Darius got out of bed, where he didn't even have a pair of shoes, and he stepped barefoot on the cold ground, walked to the broken wooden door, and reached out to pull it away.

With a tooth-aching crunch, a dark passage appeared in front of him, and in the darkness there was nothing waiting for him, but it did not hinder his progress in the slightest.

It is difficult for people who have experienced the test of death to easily develop fearful emotions.

Because of his bare feet, he walked through the deep passages, so quiet that he could not even hear his own footsteps. Although he couldn't see the road ahead, based on his instincts, he didn't feel any danger ahead.

The passage was not long, and soon, a point of light appeared in front of him, and the more he looked ahead, the subtle point of light gradually expanded, and when he walked to Guangyuan, it meant that he had reached the end of the passage.

The intense light pierced his pupils, but he quickly got used to it.

In front of him was an extremely large space, surrounded by rock walls, but according to his eyesight, the length and width of the cave exceeded the size of a standard football field in his impression.

The stone wall overhead is carved with glowing runes, and the bright light illuminates the cavern.

He walked to the center of the cavern, a flow of magic caught his attention, and he suddenly looked behind him, the huge rock wall did not change at all, but the entrance of the cave where he came.

It's gone.