Demacia has no prophets, and no one knows what the future holds.

In the hut in the forest, a young girl was lying on the bed, motionless, she seemed to be asleep and then awake.

She opened her eyes, expressionless, quietly looking at the tomb outside the house.

She saw a wisp of blue gas floating out from the tomb, and the gas floated higher and higher, as if it was pulling her.

In the ink-like night sky, some vague things emerged.

These things gradually become clear.

is a river.

The girl just watched quietly, as if she was asleep or dead, it didn't matter to her.

Dead or alive doesn't matter.

She always thinks this way in the dead of night.

The rivers in the air are becoming clearer and more numerous, and each river has its own color.

Like something from another world, strange and wonderful.

That wisp of blue gas mixed into one of the countless tributaries, like a stream flowing into the sea, completely disappeared without a trace.

Water flowed out of the girl's dull eyes.

"younger sister…"

The girl lay quietly, with a blank expression on her face, her lips didn't move, and she didn't make a sound.

It was a voice only she could hear.

The runoff in the air flowed slowly without any ripples, but she could clearly see it.

A little girl was floating in a blue river.

The little girl was also green, she recognized her, it was her dead sister, she was drifting away into the distance.

"Little Sha."

A clear voice sounded in the girl's ear, the river in the sky disappeared, and the colors in the night faded away.

A round of moon hangs on the branch of a tree, and in the shadowy forest stands a beautiful girl.

A few tails swayed slightly behind her.

"You... were thinking about something just now?" Ahri walked into the wooden house, the door of which was always open.

Xiaosha always watches her sister fall asleep.

"I had a dream just now."

On Xiaosha's face, there were still faint traces of tears, and there was an indescribable sadness and sorrow hidden in her eyes.

"I dreamed that my sister floated away along the river."

Xiaosha's voice was calm and strange, but Ari just hugged her lightly.

Under the light veil is the cool girl's body.

Like a flower season, but already alone.

"It's just a dream..."

Ari hugged her tighter. When she came just now, Xiaosha kept her eyes open. Ari knew that she was not asleep or dreaming, "Don't be sad..."

"Um…"

Xiaosha's voice is very small.

"Something will happen in Demacia later, about Silas, do you want to go together?"

Ali asked.

Xiao Shayi shook her head in Ahri's arms.

Xiaosha doesn't seem to care about Demacia anymore, the death of her sister has brought her too much grief.

Ari didn't force her either, but just sat with her for a while.

Tonight is the night agreed between Ahri and Silas, and she came here just to see Xiaosha.

The night wind blew gently, and the branches swayed slightly.

It was very peaceful.

……

The white city gates of the capital of Demacia are closed tightly, the city is dimly lit, and there are still some lights. The city is also full of uneasiness.

The barbarians in the North have not retreated.

Silas was still wandering out.

Internal and external troubles.

At night, there are only patrolling soldiers and demon hunters on the streets, and the residents hide in their homes and whisper.

A woman clings to a man, a child to its mother.

The nuns pray before the Angel of Justice.

Sinners pray before the Veiled Lady.

The soldiers at the top of the city, holding their spears tightly, stared at the changes in the darkness, guarding the capital of the kingdom.

They look forward to the new king leading Demacia to glory.

"boom…"

A soldier seemed to hear a certain sound, like the crisp sound of steel hitting granite.

"There is a situation!"

The soldier subconsciously yelled, the spear in his hand was already aimed at the strange noise in the darkness, his gaze was like a torch.

To his surprise no one responded to him.

The soldiers walked vigilantly towards the place where the abnormal noise was coming from. The lights on the top of the city could only bring a little light.

[Tonight is darker than any other night...]

The soldier had just raised his right foot, before taking the first step, when a deathly cold engulfed him.

He felt something was hiding in the darkness.

Probably right behind him.

Fear did not make him lose his mind. The soldier gripped the spear tightly and stabbed behind him with all his strength.

Nothing stands in the way, nothing behind you.

The soldiers seemed to hear the faint sound of the torch burning, as if even the air was going to be burned up.

There was an unbearable dryness in his throat.

He wanted to swallow.

But there was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and a lot of liquid rushed from his body to his throat.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and he knew he was going to die.

Something got into his body, he could clearly feel the pain in his abdomen, there was a living thing stirring in his abdomen.

Like a snake, and like a mouse.

The blood couldn't hold in his stomach, so it flowed out from his mouth, sticky and wet like falling into a swamp.

He couldn't struggle anymore.

He doesn't struggle anymore.

He took a last look at his country, the great Demacia, the bright Demacia, the glorious and righteous Demacia.

There is nostalgia in his eyes, but they are full of peace.

The white castle of Demacia was gradually shrouded in black mist, and everything in front of him became grotesque.

The castle is twisting, something is flowing through the air.

Like water, but not water.

The pain in the body disappeared, the fishy smell in the mouth disappeared, and even himself disappeared.

The soldier saw a strange thing standing quietly on a twisted castle, like a person.

But her body is covered with hair.

Her eyes were deep, glowing with a faint blue light, like a monster, but not scary.

"Calm down, rest..."

The soldiers heard her voice, gentle, ethereal, distant, like a woman full of tenderness.

She held out her hand to him, a strange hand.

like the hands of a sheep.

He can no longer remember what a sheep is like, and he can't remember that a sheep has no hands. It's just that this thought floats through his consciousness.He thought he should throw himself into her arms and walk with her.

……

The soldier's body had turned cold, as cold as the armor he was wearing, and there was no difference between him and the armor.

This could be death.

"Boom--"

The heavy forbidden magic stone door was quietly opened, and a few Demacian soldiers lay quietly beside the city wall.

There were also a dozen Demacian soldiers lying on the city wall.

A dark human figure stood quietly inside the city gate, darker than the night, slender and graceful.

It can be seen that it is a woman.

"The city gate is open!!!"

A long-suppressed cry came out with trembling, and a torch was lit outside the city, and then more and more torches lit up, illuminating Demacia brightly.

Chapter 629 The Colossus of Justice

The heavy forbidden stone door was opened, and Silas led the mages into the capital of Demacia.

No one saw the woman hiding in the darkness.

Humans cannot see her.

Evelyn looked at these crazy mages, and she felt that these people were a little different from ordinary people.

Their emotions are weird.

Agitation, excitement, joy, hatred, pain, anger, and many more indescribable emotions.

It was the first time Evelyn had seen such a person.

She walked out from the crowd, Ari asked her to open the city gate, her mission was completed.

It's easy for her.

Even if you succeed, there is no disturbance in your heart.

However, what made her strange was that when she just killed the soldier, she didn't feel anything in her heart.

She should have enjoyed the pain of a soldier dying.

She should have savored these wonderful nourishments.

But she was not happy, as if what she had longed for had become something indifferent.

She didn't know if she was a demon or not.

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