League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The so-called 'struggle' is sometimes really simple. What you need is there. As long as you find the right way, you can reach out and get it. If someone reaches out to stop it - just chop off your hand.

If a man does not have such blood and consciousness, he might as well go home crying and find his mother.

Walsh has always looked down on those who complain all day long, saying that they have worked hard but have achieved nothing. Except for appearing stupid and lazy, or letting some **** that is not as good as himself show a gloating look to him, complaining can't solve it. Any problem will only worry people who are really worried about themselves.

Finding the right way and doing it regardless, this is his attitude towards life.

And now, he is working hard to return to Demacia and become a noble, and no one can stop him, and no one will stop him.

All of this is meaningful, as long as it can kill the two-legged lizardmen in front of me with strange evil magic, and peel off the priceless skin on the lizardmen's tail and bring it back to Demacia.

Maybe Ms. Amborn will use the skin from the lizardmen's tail to make a little leather skirt that is warm in winter and cool in summer, or maybe a lingerie for the great Chrisman to admire in the hot springs...

Thinking of Ms. Amborn's wonderful carcass, Walsh, whose throat was a little dry, licked his **** lips, breaking his fantasies, he knew what he could do and what he couldn't do.

The blood on the corners of the mouth also smelled of rust. Judging from the blood alone, the blood of this group of lizardmen seems to be no different from that of humans, but who made them use evil magic?

"Be careful not to hurt the skin on the tail! Ted! You're the best at your craft! Do it while it's fresh! Demacian"

The short man named Ted nodded in response with a smile. It was not a leatherworker with noble status who skillfully took out his tools and squatted in front of a corpse of Misumi Island.

"Hey, I don't know how many skins I've peeled like this."

Walsh smiled kindly. He knew that Ted was charged with killing animals in Demacia. He was supposed to be deported, but he was kept by the Chrisman family because of his skilled craftsmanship.

Ever since she saw the clothes made of lizard skin, Ms. Amborn has always wanted to find the island of lizardmen she was thinking of, and naturally she will take the initiative to prepare some suitable personnel.

"I beg you, my lord, I will trade my life for Xiao Youlan's life, please spare my daughter! Vastaya language"

The chattering sound made Walsh come back to his senses, looking down, the lizardman was pulling his trouser legs and crying.

"It doesn't even speak human words, it really is an evil beast!"

A sword pierced into the body of the kneeling lizardman. The touch of the steel cutting through the flesh made Walsh a little excited, and another evil lizardman fell in front of him.

Holding the lizardman cub in his left hand who was not yet his own thigh-high, with the annoying cries of the cub, Walsh drew out the steel long sword that pierced into the chest of the cub's father, and kicked it in a bunch of blood flowers. kicked the lizardman with a flower on his head to the ground,

The flowers on the top of the head became more delicate under the water of blood, and until the time of death, the dirty and evil lizardmen were still watching their cubs tenderly - as if these human-like aliens really would It is the same as the concept of a sacred family like a human being.

Turning his head to look at the little lizard man on his left hand, who had fainted from crying, Walsh grinned, raised his right hand with a sword and owl head. It was a little small, but mosquito legs were also meat, maybe it could be used for Amborn. Lady makes a leather sock.

There are still many little things like this that cry in fear in the fire. They won't turn into strange creatures. As long as these little cubs are caught, those big lizardmen who know evil magic will not escape.

Walsh looked around at the small settlement engulfed by the flames. The smell of the charred lake and ashes made the originally fresh air a lot turbid, but he didn't hate it.

The living creatures fell to the ground one after another, and the smoke caused by the fire rushed to the sky with screams and loud noises, turning the sky into a haze.

The fire is still spreading around with the tree house. The rogues outside the isolation zone on the east side will not be affected and harmed by the fire. The flame will only burn towards the west, driving more lizardmen until the lizardmen put out the fire. Lose.

Without the protection of the forest and home, as long as the lizardmen refuse to leave their hometown, they have to face their own swords.

Breathing the stale air, the smile on Walsh's face was wider.

There are always hidden lizardmen who have to be exposed in a panic from the fire, and the arrows and bows will shoot through the chests of these escapees with precision. He needs to find the slippery fish before the sun goes down and return with the spoils. Coastal camp to avoid night raids by the Lizardmen.

"Brothers! Speed ​​up! Try to get back before dark!"

"Oh!

"

...

When he returned to the surface, the sky was already dark, and Lester did not know how much time he had spent this time. He looked up to determine the direction through the stars, but Lester found that the sky was already shrouded in fog and gray, and he could only vaguely The faint outline of the moon can be seen.

The air in the woods is no longer fresh, but more of a smell of burning flames.

"What happened on Kirishima Island?"

Taking a deep breath, Lester, who frowned, drew out his straight knife, Luoxia, and headed eastward in the dark. He keenly sensed the light of the fire not far away. The fire was slowly approaching him, and he glanced around. Under the circumstances, Sturt decided to go up the tree to observe the identity of the person who came.

Before the person arrived, a strong smell of blood wafted into the nostrils.

In less than a minute, a hunting party of more than a hundred strangers passed under the tree. Lester silently looked at the lizard skin hanging on the birch pole while laughing and laughing, his eyes swept over indifferently. The team holding torches heard the familiar Demacian language.

"...Jinris, I killed three lizardmen today, and I'm going to go back and invite me to a bar, you can't be rude!"

"Only three? Lloyd, I killed four lizardmen, and Holthorn can testify, Lloyd, you lost this time, and you have to buy me black thorn honey from Noxus. Wine, don't be fooled!"

"Damn, if I hadn't escaped a lizardman, I would have blocked your stinky mouth! Halthorn, is this **** really not cheating?"

"Uh, he killed it all by himself with a crossbow, if you count the small things."

"Okay, I'm willing to admit defeat..."

"Ted, do you have to dry the lizard skins when you go back to camp? Would you like me to help you? You know, I've always wanted to learn something."

"Two gold coins, I'll teach you the skill of skinning."

"Haha, this time I can get a dozen gold coins if I don't talk about it. I usually don't want to teach, but when you have money, you are willing to be healthy..."

"Then five gold coins."

"Well, when I didn't say..."

The team has left, but Lester is not going to go directly to the West Coast.

Jumping down from the tree, Lester quietly trailed off far behind until he followed the group to the east coast.

A large ship was moored on the coast, and the hunters returned to the camp, showing off their experience and achievements today.

Looking coldly at the Demacian disguised in the distance, Lester remembered the location of the camp and pulled away.

Less than three meters away from Leicester, the dark sentry placed by the Demacian rogue was shrinking in the bushes, staring attentively at the environment, looking like he was doing his duty.

...

In the middle of the night, in the largest village on Wuwei Island, Wuhua was listening to the bitter Abby reporting the attack situation, Shia lowered her head gloomily, seemed to be thinking about something, and could not understand the Vastaya language. Milton and Maimi understood how heavy the loss of Misumi Island today was under Maqiri's translation.

"...Two villages were attacked and destroyed, and more than 300 villagers were missing. Although the fire was put out by us, it burned down a large forest... Wuhua, our people can't beat those humans, and magic doesn't work. ...they cut off our tails and skinned them, and many, many people died..."

Talking, Abby cried directly.

"Okay, I got it..."

Taking a deep breath, Wu Hua said in a deep voice.

"The most urgent task now is to withdraw our people from the east and send someone to find out the location of the intruder. I will never let any intruder go this time!"

Standing up, Kagura looked at Shia, who represented the Emerald Collar.

"Dragon Girl of the Wind, I can't wait any longer, what else do you have to say?"

Taking a deep breath, Shia said solemnly.

"No matter what you think, the emerald collar will join the battle."

Taking a deep look at Shia, Wu Hua didn't say anything, and Abby turned and left with an apologetic face.

It was only when the sky lit up again that Shia saw Lester who had rushed back.

The dusty man looked a little embarrassed, but Shia felt the man's suppressed anger.

"A lot happened in your absence..."

"I know, Shia, I know, tell me, where is Roy now?"

"Luoyi...she's on the boat, because of various things, the little guy has been crying for a long time...

In the face of the doubts of the clansmen, Luo Yi chose to believe you from beginning to end, but unfortunately people do not have any reason when they are angry. She has been hated by her own clansmen, and I am afraid that she will not be able to continue to stay in the tribe in the future. "

His eyes softened a bit, Lester whispered.

"Come on, tell Milton and Mammy, and get on the boat."

Lester, who had returned to the warship, ordered Milton to assemble the crew, and he returned to the room and silently gave Loy a hug, who was curled up in the corner, and Lester changed under Loy's tearful gaze. Put on the armor that Hina prepared for herself.

The armor is made of magic steel as the main material, with other rare magic materials attached to the enchanted dragon armor, which matches the magic steel straight knife Luoxia].

Lonely's black and red sharp style is delicate and heavy. The right gauntlet engraved with the double-winged sword has a smooth line, which can perfectly hold the straight sword Luoxia. There is also a hook on the waist that is specially adapted to the Luoxia metal scabbard.

From top to bottom, the dragon-shaped face helmet, shoulder armor, breastplate, greaves, and leg armor are all available. Even if there is no weapon, the dark red hand armor shaped like dragon claws can easily scratch flesh and blood. The cloak is made of bipedal dragons. Made of leather, it is fire and arrow-proof, and also has a considerable degree of magic resistance.

After dressing, Lester lowered his head and kissed the misttail girl's forehead, wiping away the tears for Luo Yi, the man said softly.

"Wait until I use the blood of the enemy to seek justice for you and your clan."

...

The sun began to go down, the sunset twilight, and the blood-like sunset flowed upwards with the clouds.

Entrusting the matter of the coastal camp to Dunlop, another capable man of his own, Cecil sat leisurely on the watchman, smeared with rum, and put an arm around a scantily clad female lizardman. Cecil laughed.

Although the lizardmen are not human, there are places where they can be used as human beings. If there is no other choice, he doesn't mind letting himself be a dirty beast.

Yesterday, more than 300 lizard skins were harvested, and Cecil had no doubt that it would take less than a week for Walsh to clear the entire island and turn it upside down.

All he had to do was keep an eye on the Watcher and wait for Walsh to return home with the lizard skins. There was no more leisurely job than that.

At least at this moment, he thought so, until he heard the unpleasant sound of Jeffrey on the lookout pulling a broken gong - in fact, this was also the important reason why he chose to let Jeffrey be the lookout reason.

"Captain! There's a ship coming! West! Damn! They have so many cannons!

Ready to fight! Ready to fight!

! "

Standing up from the reclining chair, Cecil pushed the female lizardman away~www.readwn.com~ and took out the monocular around his waist, facing the sun to the west,

A huge warship with the flag of the two-winged sword is flying full of sails. The ship is like a beast of filial piety and filial piety. It is driven in the direction of the Watcher by the west wind. The waves that are cut under the ship are enough. Illustrating how fast the ship was, Cecil, a seasoned sailor, smelled the evil smell of magic.

Do not hesitate to use evil magic to speed up to catch up with a moored ship. If this is to take out cakes to entertain guests, Cecil is willing to take off his head and kick it as a ball.

The so-called bad comers, nothing more than this.

With his eyes fixed on the flag, the middle-aged captain's heart sank.

In Demacia's more than 400 years of glorious history, there has always been a scar of humiliation that cannot be opened, and this scar was brought by the Noxian settlement to the east of Demacia. To this day, Demacia has Nor is it willing to oppose the settlers in the east.

"Anchor! Raise the sail! Load the cannonballs for me! Damn it! Why is the emerald collar ship here!? No one can fire without my order! By the way! Raise the flag for me! Damn it's not a pirate flag. It's the flag! The **** sword and shield flag! The indigo flag, you idiot!

! "

Although a little panicked, the flag-bearer, who was swinging with both hands, did not lose his chain, and quickly raised the indigo-blue Mithril Sword and Shield flag to the top of the mast.

On the other side, on the Wings of Liberty, which had already entered the range of the artillery, the observer reported to Lester Hui.

"Lister Liszt, the other party raised the flag of Demacia, do you still want to fire?"

Standing on the deck, the voice of Lester, wearing a dragon armor, was like the cold wind of the Freljord.

"Demacia is right, I'm playing Demacia! Shoot!"