Monster Hunter from League of Legends

After looking at Xiaona and Lux ​​who were already prepared, Fain said, "Okay, let's get started, girls."

"Ah."

Xiaona nodded, her eyes revealing a hint of anticipation and enthusiasm - this will be the beginning of her revenge.

"……OK."

Lux nodded belatedly, seemingly unable to recover from the intimate behavior of the mother-in-law and her husband.

But Fane didn't care, but turned and walked towards the portal on the side, focusing his attention on the next battle.

Upon entering the portal battle, the first thing that caught his eye was endless darkness. There was no light at all, and the air... or rather, the space itself, was filled with an oppressive feeling. Fortunately for Faan, this wasn't his first time entering the spiritual realm, so he wasn't affected by the site's magic.

But this was her first time in such a place, and Xiaona instinctively narrowed her eyes. Then, as if she had seen something, her breathing became heavier. She clenched her teeth and tightened her grip on the crossbow.

Not to mention Lux who was standing next to her. She collapsed to the ground before she had taken two steps after entering. Her eyes were lifeless. She stared at the sky in fear and kept muttering to herself.

Seeing this, Fane didn't waste any words. He walked up to the two of them and stuffed his fingers directly into their mouths to inject the Crazy Dragon Factor.

Lux had already lost consciousness and wasn't resisting, so Faan ignored her. Shawna was still conscious, so Faan placed his finger in front of her, letting her make her own decision.

Shawna knew that this was a test of obedience from Fane, but Shawna didn't care. Instead, after taking it in her mouth, she took the initiative to try to lick it with her tongue clumsily.

Fain nodded with considerable satisfaction.

In fact, rectal administration is faster, and even faster than rectal administration is to directly print the Treasure of Fain and administer it intrauterine. However, both of these require a large amount of favorability and intimacy to unlock.

Generally speaking, oral administration also requires favorability. Forced oral administration will lead to a decrease in favorability, but sudden events will not be affected.

The infusion of the Mad Dragon Factor activated Lux, who had been trapped in a nightmare, suddenly cried out in shock, and then her eyes quickly regained clarity. Then, she felt something strange in her mouth. A hint of panic crossed her face when she saw it was Faun's finger, but she soon noticed that Xiaona, who was standing next to her, also had a finger stuffed into her mouth. Her simple thoughts were momentarily stunned.

Before he could come to his senses, Fan had already withdrawn his hand and wiped the saliva with a handkerchief.

"Fighting against demons requires a strong will. The Crazy Dragon Factor can invigorate your spirit, but it's only temporary, so cheer up as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Xiaona nodded, and Lux ​​also understood why Fain had just behaved as he did. Although she still felt a strong sense of shame, she suppressed her inner thoughts when she saw that Xiaona didn't care. Then she looked out into the darkness and said, "Then, what should we do, Mr. Fain?"

"Light."

Faan turned his gaze towards Lux.

In response, Lux opened her mouth but couldn't say a word. She just stood there with a slightly nervous look on her face.

"That's why I brought you here, Laxana."

Faan looked at Lux, and this time there was more seriousness in his voice. He called Lux ​​by her full name instead of a nickname as they use as friends.

"I came to Demacia, not only to build friendship between the two nations, but also to restore order and make the people here realize that magic is not evil... like you."

"Mr. Fine..."

Lux was momentarily stunned by Faan's words, and Faan raised his head to signal Lux to remain silent. "We can discuss this matter slowly after the battle. For now, don't be afraid. Release your radiance."

Hearing this, Lux pursed her lips, her eyes filled with longing. "Release your own radiance," what a beautiful phrase! She had longed for this countless times...

"Ok."

Lux nodded firmly. Then, she opened her hands, and an intense light erupted from her palms, spreading outward. The endless darkness also began to retreat, avoiding the light. But perhaps it was an illusion, the darkness receded noticeably more slowly.

As the darkness receded, everyone regained their original senses.

"Die! Demon! I won't let you out!!"

A voice came from a distance, followed by a series of fierce collisions and confrontations.

31

Chapter 31 Fosse Ian.

Following the sound, I saw a figure in armor. He was about fifty years old, wearing silver armor. Despite his age, his physique remained simple, and he was engaged in a fierce battle with a spirit.

Seeing the figures of Faan and others, the figure's eyes also revealed a hint of solemnity, and then shouted: "Hurry up! This is not where you can interfere. I will cover - eh?!"

Before the man could finish speaking, Xiaona immediately pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

Accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, the Holy Silver Crossbow left a silver afterimage in the air, and then directly pierced through the spirit's head.

Hit in the head, the spirit was sent flying. After a long silence, the greyhounds gathered once more. Just like before, they resembled black smoke, like a black swamp floating in the air. Only two white points of light revealed a slight agility, yet still filled with undisguised malice.

However, compared to before, there seemed to be a hint of surprise in this malice, as if they were puzzled as to why Fan and others could come here.

Eternal Nightmare, Morteng.

Seeing the appearance of the evil spirit, Fane curled his lips, not feeling surprised at all - although he had guessed it a long time ago, when Fane really saw it, he still felt genuinely bored.

The main reason for this is that in the novella "For Demacia," while Garen and Lux ​​do encounter the Nightmare Demon, the book doesn't explicitly mention Nocturne's existence. The extreme emotions Nocturne requires are similar to those of Fiddlesticks, another demon, the distant terror and leader of the ten primordial demons.

This led to the fact that even though Forsbarrow had marked Garen, Lux, and Nocturne on the official League of Legends universe map, Faan still had some expectations - Fiddlesticks also quite liked to run a farm stay in a place like Demacia.

But now it seems that only Mordekaiser has no chance of escaping.

As if sensing the danger, Mo Teng did not attempt to attack, but slowly retreated. In just a moment, he merged into the boundless darkness again.

The warrior who stayed where he was and looked at Fan and the others approaching showed a look of deep surprise on his face.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Monster Hunter, Faan. This is my apprentice, Shawna."

Fain remained calm in the face of the man's question, his attention focused on sensing Nocturne's movements. He then pointed to Lux standing nearby and said, "This must be my great-granddaughter Lux... Laxana Crownguard."

"Laxana?"

The man was surprised to hear Faan's words, and then looked at Lux beside him with a look of astonishment. Lux, in turn, looked at Faan nervously and said, "Great-granddaughter? Mr. Faan, I don't know her... Wait, great-granddaughter, does that mean this gentleman is my great-grandfather? Are you the great hero Fossian?!"

Hearing this, the man beside him also realized something. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "This sounds a bit complicated. My name is Fossian Crown Guard, and this is my identity badge."

As he spoke, Fossian pulled out a platinum card from his armor. It clearly displayed Fossian's identity and the emblem of the Crownguard family. Seeing this, Lux's eyes flashed with surprise and excitement. She then pulled out her own identity card and, after comparing it, said in disbelief:

"Are you really my great-grandfather? Fosse Ian?! Oh my god, we thought you were dead!!"

"Dead? It's too early for a demon of this level to kill me... No, now is not the time to worry about that."

Looking up, Fosien seemed a little incredulous: "You are my great-granddaughter? That's impossible. My son had just gotten married when I came in... How much time has passed outside?"

Faen, who was standing by, took the time to remind him, "The speed of time in different spiritual realms is different from that in the outside world."

"Yes."

Lux beside him nodded quickly and said, "As far as I know, it's been over sixty years since you jumped off the cliff and killed the monster..."

"..."

Fossian stood there, his mouth wide open in disbelief. After a moment's hesitation, he lowered his head and looked at the Lux ID card in his hand, which was indeed genuine, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"So... you really are my great-granddaughter, and I've been missing... or dead for over sixty years?"

"Yes……"

Lux also looked extremely surprised, and then asked in confusion: "How long have you been fighting here?"

"……do not know."

Fossian said: "After I jumped off the cliff, I came to my senses and found myself here. The monster was standing next to me, sizing me up, so I attacked him. But he would escape every time, so I kept chasing him."

"During the process, I also thought about leaving here, but I couldn't find the exit, and for some reason, I didn't feel hungry..."

"I thought I could escape if I killed that guy, so I kept chasing him, but I haven't been able to kill him yet... Even if I kill him, he will appear again."

His eyes were filled with solemnity. Fosien seemed a little tired. He half-knelt on the ground, leaning on his sword and said, "At first, I thought these monsters were a group, but then I found out that there was only one person fighting me from beginning to end."

"He's waiting for your despair."

Faan seemed nonchalant: "This is what the devil likes most."

"demon?"

Hearing this, Fosien nodded thoughtfully: "It is indeed a demon, both in form and behavior..."

As if he had recovered somewhat, Fosien stood up from the ground, then looked at Faan and said, "From what you said, you must be here to hunt this demon. If possible, please take me with you. I am willing to do my best to help."

"And this... um, my great-granddaughter?"

Looking at Lux, there was a hint of complexity in Fosian's eyes.

Anyone who has been fighting alone for who knows how long and then suddenly a group of people show up, and one of the girls is his great-granddaughter, would feel sincerely puzzled, right?

Just as Fosian was still thinking about what to say, he suddenly noticed something. Fosian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed at the light in Lux's palm and said hesitantly: "What is this?"

Hearing this, Lux also became flustered.

32

Chapter 32 Shadow Magic.

Noticing her great-grandfather's gaze, Lux couldn't help but panic, almost subconsciously extinguishing the light in her palm. But if she hadn't extinguished it, she could have attributed it to magic. But now that she had extinguished it, it was actually magic.

Looking at Lux in disbelief, Fosien almost subconsciously tightened his grip on the silver sword. Although he didn't raise it, the hesitation and fear in his eyes were already visible. He looked at Lux, as if he wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't utter a word. He could only take a few steps back and said to Lux:

"Magic, it's magic!"

"This... Great-grandfather, can you please listen to me first?"

Lux seemed a little confused. She didn't know how to explain, so she could only wave her hands in panic, her little face full of grievance and fear.

But at this moment, Faan said nonchalantly, "To be honest, it's hard for me to understand."

"Understand what? Demacia's traditions?"

Looking at Faan beside him, Fossian's expression was somewhat complicated. Pointing to the fragment of the Door Grimoire sticking out from Faan's lower back, Fossian said, "I am the Sword Captain of the Demacia Fearless Vanguard. I have fought against the invasion of northern barbarians more than once. If I remember correctly, I represent the Freljord's ram faith."

"You have good observation skills."

After hearing what Fosian said, Fane nodded slightly in surprise. He really didn't expect that an old man who had been fighting in Nocturne's domain for more than sixty years could still keenly discover the characteristics of himself that did not belong to Demacian.

But it's a pity that Fosian didn't understand what Fane wanted to express.

"Don't you think that compared to your great-granddaughter whom you've never met, you've been fighting in this hellhole for over sixty years without any sleep and fatigue, and you're more of a heretic?"

Upon hearing this, Fosien was momentarily stunned, then a realization crossed his face, a look of disbelief in his eyes. He looked down at his arm, still strong, and seemed about to say something. But just as he opened his mouth, the flesh around him began to disintegrate and crumble. A large amount of black mist emerged from the flesh, rolling towards the ground, seemingly merging with the surrounding black mist.

Seeing this, Faan also said: "Luxus, light."

"Ah! Okay!"

The nervous Lux immediately released a radiance, which allowed Fossian, who had not yet completely transformed into black mist, to barely maintain his form. However, because his original body had begun to collapse, the newly formed Fossian collapsed to the ground, his face pale, looking as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

After Fosian returned to his human form, an angry growl echoed from the distant darkness. The vast darkness continued to writhe, but perhaps intimidated by Lux's brilliance, or perhaps wary of Faan, who could directly enter its domain, the boundless darkness, though turbulent, maintained a certain degree of rationality and did not rush forward in a desperate duel.

But even so, this emotion of anger and unwillingness was still known to everyone in an instant through the peculiarities of the spiritual realm.

After panting heavily and regaining some color, Fosien looked at Faan: "What's going on? What on earth happened to me?!"

"You ask me how I know."

Faan was speechless. "I'm a hunting master, not a healing master, but it's not hard to guess. These must be the feasts that Nocturne carefully prepared for me."

Looking at the darkness around him, Faan slowly picked up the long sword behind him, then took out a folding stool from the system warehouse and sat down. While polishing the Feilong Sword in his hand, he said:

"Like most demons, Nocturne was born during the Rune Wars. At the end of the Rune Wars, warlords and mages of all stripes, driven by a relentless drive to suppress their opponents, pursued magical research related to warfare, assassination, and curses. Among these was a group of shadow mages who, in this process, abandoned their flesh and blood to enter the spirit realm, leveraging the unique capabilities of the spiritual realm to perform assassinations impossible in the physical realm."

"But it turns out that the complexity of the spiritual realm is far beyond the imagination of these shadow mages. With the continuous assassinations, fear began to spread through the spiritual realm."

At this point, Faan glanced at Xiaona, motioning her to take notes. He continued, "The spiritual realm and the material realm are clearly separated. The flow of magic blocks the connection between the two realms, forming what we know as the 'veil'—of course, you Demacians probably don't understand this. But that's not important. You just need to know that dreams are special. When a person dreams, their consciousness merges into the magical veil, providing opportunities for the evil spirits on the other side to exploit."

"Thus, under the catalysis of a large number of extreme emotions, a powerful and unique evil spirit was born. He was born from nightmares and pain.

Naturally, all he could feel was pain. In revenge, Nocturne killed those shadow mages. As he lashed and tortured them, he fell in love with the taste of mortal fear.

In Nocturne's realm, time is almost meaningless, so Nocturne will prolong each chase as long as possible, savoring the pain of his prey before instantly severing their last thread of life to achieve the ultimate pain.

After hearing what Fahn said, Fosbiero was stunned for a moment, as if he realized something. Fahn looked at Xiaona who was recording and said:

"In fact, it's not just Nocturne. For any demon, a flawed soul is a great tonic. From another perspective, only those who are strong enough can truly resist the demons."

Xiaona didn't look up, but just kept recording. Meanwhile, Fosien on the other side realized something and said, "So, I'm not fighting, I'm just being cooked into more delicious food by this demon, right?"

"That's what it means."

Fahn nodded and said:

"If you really want to count, you're the more heretical one. Because even in the Rune Wars, an era where offensive magic was developed without restraint, Shadow Magic was one of the most notorious types of magic. It's the true black magic. And now, you've been marinated by Shadow Magic."