Monster Hunter from League of Legends

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Chapter 33: Talented Mage.

After hearing Fane's words, Fossian fell into a brief silence, then lowered his head and looked at his hands and fell into a long silence.

"That is to say, I am not only contaminated by magic, but also by the most filthy black magic..."

"more or less."

Faan nodded, wiping the blade and saying, "Normally, dark magic requires a huge price to pay, like the loss of limbs or sacrifice. However, shadow magic allows an individual to enter the spiritual realm and attack from behind the physical realm. The effect is undoubtedly extremely powerful, and it also indirectly proves the true genius of the person who discovered shadow magic."

"Unfortunately, this genius underestimated the complexity of the spiritual realm. As the murders increased, fear spread through the spiritual realm to the entire Valoran continent, and Nocturne was born. Perhaps shadow magic forged Nocturne, or perhaps Nocturne is the scavenger of the shadow realm. But in any case, after the death of these shadow mages, Nocturne will forever remain, leaving behind endless harm."

"Based on this, shadow magic can indeed be considered the most filthy black magic. Every use will leave serious pollution..."

"In comparison, Lux's light magic, even in the Rune Wars era, represents kindness and hope."

Hearing this, Lux's eyes flashed with surprise: "Light magic represents kindness and hope? Is this true, Mr. Fain?"

"It's true. At least that's what the historical text of the Frostguard Treasury says."

Faan looked relaxed—the historical text provided by Lissandra greatly strengthened Faan's intelligence reserves and the authenticity of the information.

"And from what I understand, the light magic Lux masters isn't ordinary light magic. At least, its properties are more similar to the ancient 'magic of hope.' It's just that the environment of Demacia has prevented Lux ​​from fully utilizing this talent... However, this also indirectly proves Lux's extraordinary talent."

Faan looked at Lux, whose eyes were full of brilliance, and said, "She hasn't actively studied yet, but her magic power has continued to accumulate with age. Even though she's been suppressing it constantly, she still easily possesses magic power far exceeding that of an ordinary elderly mage... I have to say, Lux's stay in Demacia is a waste of talent."

Having said this, Fahn also shook his head with a slight sigh.

Lux's talent was truly formidable—in Runeterra, while there were traditional arcane mages, truly powerful magic often lay hidden in the bloodline. The truly powerful magic was that which was innate, like Rell of Noxus.

His innate magical talent, Iron Manipulation, allows him to directly manipulate metal for combat. Although his natural magic power is not as strong as Lux's, he successfully absorbed a large amount of magic power into himself with the help of our Noxian Foolish Beauty Leblanc. However, in the end, he completely fell out with her when her plan was exposed.

The reversal was also very straightforward. Riel directly pulled out the iron ore from the ground to form a razor storm, which killed all the minor soldiers with one razor tornado. Facing the remaining elite units, Riel performed a miracle with his great strength, forcibly compressing a piece of iron ore into armor on his body, with an astonishing density that was invulnerable to weapons.

The spear in his hand and the iron steed at his hip were fashioned in the same way. The spear, as heavy as a mountain, didn't matter if you were a Trifarian elite or a Black Rose elite. Swinging it with a weight of thousands of tons, it killed anyone who touched it, wounded anyone who grazed it. Even Guan couldn't stop him. He rode his iron steed, smashed through the city gate, and fled. He was so arrogant that even the old mages who had trained for decades and could only throw a few small fireballs were pissed off.

The same goes for the successive Mels in the Battle of the Two Cities - in Runeterra, the real wizards don't refer to ordinary wizards, but to those guys who possess innate magical talents.

One awakening directly saves decades of hard training.

Lux was the ultimate among them. As a forbidden stone, Galio, the righteous mammoth, needed to absorb sufficient mana to fight. He was first activated after being bombarded by a group of mages called the Fist of Arcane for thirteen days and nights before accumulating enough mana to awaken. Lux, on her own, could fully charge a whole thing in a matter of moments.

Really, not even an act. You have to know, Demacia rejects magic, which has led to Lux never having any formal systematic learning, let alone independent research and study like Alora. Demacia doesn't have the conditions for that, and because of Demacia's traditions, Lux has been forced to suppress her own talents.

But even in this situation, he still possesses such magical power...

No effort or sweat, just talent.

Meanwhile, Lux lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly upon hearing Faan's praise. But remembering Demacia's traditions, she could only sigh helplessly.

After saying this, Faan also raised the sharp blade in his hand, then looked at Fosien beside him and said: "Don't be idle for now. Since you have been here for so long, have you explored this area?"

“I tried, but didn’t achieve much.”

Fosian pursed his lips and said, "It's pitch black here. Every time I finish fighting and want to explore, I encounter new evil spirits every few steps. Those evil spirits are different from the one you just saw. Although they are weak, they are numerous and they will drain my energy. Even if I fight, it won't be long before I fall into exhaustion again and have to rest on the spot."

Upon hearing this, Fane quickly realized that what Fosian was talking about was probably the derived nightmare of Morteng.

These derivative nightmares did not appear in League of Legends, but appeared in League of Legends... If this is the case, then the reason why Fosbyro is shrouded in nightmares may be explained.

Realizing the cause of the problem Fosbury encountered, Fan also rubbed his eyebrows.

"Then, my friends, we will face a new problem."

"what is the problem?"

Fosian inquired.

"Should we leave now or continue exploring?"

Faan said, "Mocturne's passion for inflicting extreme pain and nightmares means he won't kill humans outright. And even if he wanted to kill us, he couldn't hurt you with me here."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent and looked at each other. Then, Fosien continued to ask, "What's the other option?"

"The other option is..."

As he was speaking, before Fane could finish, suddenly, the sound of iron boots stepping on the ground was heard from the side.

Turning around, they saw that it was none other than Garen and the others who had rushed over after hearing the news and were now walking out of the portal with their swords tightly grasped.

"Okay, here's a new problem."

Faun shrugged.

34

Chapter 34 Curse.

"Lacus! Why are you here too?!"

When Garen saw Lux, Faan and others, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly seeing Garen coming, Lux almost subconsciously put away her hands, but as the surrounding environment fell into darkness again, the black fog that had originally dissipated began to surge again, as if trying to drown everyone.

Seeing this, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but just when Lux felt extremely panicked, he felt his shoulders sink slightly. Looking back, he saw Fane's face.

Without urging her, Faan simply nodded quietly at Lux. Strangely enough, it was just a simple gesture, but in this moment of panic, Lux felt like she had found support.

"It's okay, kid."

Fossian, standing by, also realized something and said with a helpless smile, "Although this may be difficult to accept, the motto of the Crown Guard family is definitely not pedantry or stubbornness. Release your brilliance."

"Ah."

After hearing what Fosian said, Lux's eyes showed a hint of seriousness, and then, under Garen's unacceptable gaze, her hands glowed with colorful light.

Perhaps because Lux had truly made up her mind this time, the light was exceptionally bright, but it was not at all dazzling, but rather a warm feeling that swept away even the fatigue.

Meanwhile, Garen, seeing the glow on Lux's fingers, instinctively drew his swords before he could say anything. But even after unsheathing their swords, everyone fell into a state of confusion. They exchanged glances, then turned their gazes to Garen.

Garen lowered his head, pursed his lips, and said nothing. Feeling the gazes of the crowd, Garen knew he could no longer remain silent. But looking at his sister, Garen could feel the myriad thoughts surging within him. In the end, a firmness appeared in Garen's eyes:

"The most important thing now is Fosbyro's demon and Lux's light. Let's go back and talk about it...

After a pause, Garen continued, "But no matter what, Lux is my sister. She has never done anything harmful."

"..."

After hearing Garen's words, everyone looked at each other without saying anything. Lux's eyes also revealed a hint of complexity and joy.

She knew her brother was protecting her. But she also knew he couldn't ignore the laws and justice of his country, so he could only delay things this way, buying more time to come up with a solution...

It was at this time——

"There's no point in procrastinating. As long as Demacia's laws and traditions aren't corrected, Lux will never be free."

Faan, standing by, said calmly, "Make your decision soon. It will be good for both you and Lux."

Hearing this, Garen pursed his lips and said nothing more for a moment. Meanwhile, the Fearless Pioneers also seemed a little hesitant.

If a common family were infected with demons, even if they were nobles, they would be arrested without mercy. But the Crownguard family was different, because the one who represented Demacia was not the Lightshield family as the royal family or the Crownguard family as the guardians. Instead, it was the Light Barrier and the Crownguard, united together.

The two families had established a life-and-death friendship since the founding of Demacia, and the loss of either would be a severe blow to Demacia. Furthermore, as the Sword Captain of the Dauntless Vanguard, Garen enjoyed an excellent reputation among the Vanguard.

Fair, kind, conscientious, clear about rewards and punishments, leading by example, and even willing to go alone to the witch's lair for a new recruit...

In this case, as Garen's sister, most of the people in the Fearless Vanguard have seen Lux and are well aware of the girl's innocence and purity.

And now...

"Demacia has forgotten what magic is, what the dark arts are."

Shaking his head, Faan said, "Let's make plans early, at least before we leave here."

"..."

Garen didn't say anything, just remained silent, and everyone just thought that Garen chose to agree.

"Well, compared to this, who is this gentleman?"

Noticing the awkwardness in the situation, Rodion, the fearless vanguard who had come from the border and burned Frost Harbor, coughed lightly and looked at Fosien, changing the subject: "I don't think I've seen you before, sir? And that armor you're wearing...how did you get it?"

Rodion looked at Fosian with some confusion.

Over sixty years have passed since Forsin's shared destruction with the demons, and in that time, technology has advanced. Galio, the Colossus of Justice, was previously known as Sentinel's W, his ultimate was called "Durand's Stone," and his W was later renamed "Durand's Shield." The Durand in question is none other than Demacia's master craftsman, Durand.

He was the first to use the Forbidden Stone to make weapons, armor, walls, and Forbidden Stone statues. His descendants also became the Dulang family, one of the five major families in Demacia.

As Demacia's most elite troops, the Dauntless Vanguard are the first to be equipped with any new equipment. Given this, over the past sixty years, the Dauntless Vanguard has undergone several iterations of weaponry and armor. Even so, the armor worn by Fossian still bears the unmistakable Dauntless Vanguard style—lightweight, sturdy, refined, and delicate, adorned with various Honor Jane family emblems.

Facing Rodion's gaze, Fossian simply said calmly, "My name is Fossian Crown Guard."

"what?"

After hearing what Fosian said, not to mention Rodion, even Garen, who was originally having a headache, blinked blankly after he realized what was going on, and then subconsciously looked at Lux and Fain beside him.

"It's most likely true."

Faan shrugged. "There's no concept of time in the Shadow Realm. For Fossian, he might have only been fighting here for a few days or months. He wouldn't have known that more than sixty years had passed outside."

"My God..."

Hearing this, Rodion rubbed his head in shock. "But in our eyes, this is like fighting for over sixty years! Oh my god, am I dreaming?!"

"But if that's the case, how did great-grandfather Fosian survive?"

Garen's face was filled with disbelief, but he still calmly asked, "It doesn't look like there's anything here."

"What could it be?"

Fosian snorted coldly, then raised his right hand and turned into drifting black mist.

"It's just a magical curse."

35

Chapter 35: Lux’s Glory.

Magic, magic again!

Looking at Fosian's arm turning into black mist, Garen's face was full of complexity and despair.

If Lux's magic didn't make people feel uncomfortable, and even made them feel refreshed and warm all over, then the shadow magic on Fosien could no longer be understood using conventional magic.

This kind of magic, which was considered the most evil black magic even in the era of the Rune Wars, brought unimaginable nightmares to the entire Valoran. The consequences it left behind have been plaguing the world to this day, causing endless harm.

Even though he knew nothing about magic, Garen could still feel the instinctive resistance and disgust deep in his heart as his great-grandfather turned into black mist.

It was a familiar feeling—dark, damp, vengeful, like grave soil soaked in corpse water, disgusting.

"The shadow magic of your great-grandfather is literally black magic, much more evil than Lux's Light of Hope. You should be able to sense this."

Leaning aside, Faen said, "What do you mean? Are you going to use force against our ancestors?"

Galen: "..."

Glancing at Fosien, who stood there leaning on his sword, Garen shook his head and said, "This matter is beyond my control... Ancestor, are you still willing to return to Demacia?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm willing to go back."

Hearing this, Fosien shook his head impatiently and said, "I've been fighting just to return to my hometown... but I can't leave now."

Having said this, Fossian turned his gaze to Faan and said, "Sir from the Freljord, let me ask you, if we just leave now, Fossbarrow will still be troubled by nightmares as before, right?"

"Yes."

Faun nodded.

"Then there's nothing more to say."

Fossian said seriously, "Please allow me to join your hunt. I will not leave until the disaster facing Fossbarrow is resolved."

"We will go too."

Garen quickly said, "It is the responsibility of the Fearless Vanguard to protect Demacia. I will never back down."

After hearing Galen's words, Fosien stared at him carefully. Noticing the determination in Galen's eyes, Fosien nodded in satisfaction and said, "That's pretty good. Before, you were hesitant like a coward, but now you have the decisiveness and courage of a fearless pioneer!"

Hearing this, Rodion wanted to defend Galen, but before he could say anything, Galen stopped him and shook his head.

After confirming that everyone had made a decision, Fane said, "Okay, then we'll get ready to set off."

Then, looking at Fosien, Fain said, "You've been here for so long. Have you made any special discoveries? For example, directions?"