League of Legends Millennium Warlord

In Odion Canyon, a sudden big explosion overturned the entire cave, and more than 40 sand robbers and exploration team soldiers who hadn't had time to escape were buried by the collapsed sand and stones.

"Damn it, Lloyd, are you crazy?"

Andis pulled out the firecracker at his waist and pointed it at the thin man with a calm face. His finger pressed on the trigger and kept trembling. Seeing his boss's movement, dozens of other bandits also drew out their weapons and swords and aimed at the other man. A group of militants.

In the blink of an eye, the two gangs of militants operating together confronted each other.

"My men haven't escaped yet! You just left them in there? You **** bastard!"

"Am I crazy? No, Andis, I'm not crazy, I just don't see the slightest use for their existence. Come out, we're all going to die here."

Being pointed at by many guns, Lloyd maintained a calm expression, and his voice was as indifferent as a piece of ice.

"Andis, you have to live to enjoy life, don't you?"

"Damn! You crazy!"

"Don't worry, you won't miss a penny, take it."

After taking the money bag thrown by Lloyd, Andis opened it and took a look, his livid face looked much better.

If it weren't for the Philos family's generosity and honesty, he would never have any dealings with a group of cold-blooded Picheng elders.

Different from their group of bandits who kill and rob goods, the Philos family, who believe in the supremacy of profit, are the real demons who eat people without spitting out their bones. There are countless workers who die in crystal dust every year, and the killing efficiency is better than that of one order and no order. Looting is much more stable.

"Then what do we do next?"

"It's none of your business here. It was my mistake to pin my hopes on you. Now is the time to make up for my mistakes."

"What's the meaning?"

"Take your money and get out of here. You are not opponents of crystal creatures. You are not only wasting your own time here."

"Damn, you're such an asshole!"

Having said that, Andis could only turn around and leave with his subordinates gritted his teeth. He would not start a war with the Ferros family because of the death of a few of his subordinates. You must know that the soldiers of the Philos family are not small.

After Andis left, Lloyd's deputy asked.

"Master Lloyd, just let them go like this? Lord Lester will bring his apprentices here soon. Keeping Andis and the others can at least play a role in attracting firepower."

Lloyd shook his head.

"It's Master Lester's intention to expel Andis and these bandits. It doesn't make any sense for them to stay here. If they don't leave, they will have to work hard to deal with them. It's better to let them go early, don't forget Now, when the time comes, the Emerald Leader will also test the crystal weapon, this is a highly confidential matter and must not be leaked."

"I understand, I have not considered properly."

"Now there are only two mines that can continue to be used. Our task is to guard those two mines.

After today's battle, the shell people will not attack us for at least a week. If you insist on coming over, all the problems will be solved. "

After a brief exchange, Lloyd led the soldiers out of the canyon. There were only two natural mines leading to the underground world where hundreds of soldiers were stationed, guarding the last two passages that could attack the underground.

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On the other side, as the four horses of Scarash slowly walked into the desert city built on the ruins of the old city, Lester and Syndra, who were almost wrapping themselves up as mummies, also entered with difficulty. The last city in the Dasai Desert [Zurita],

It cannot be said that the road has been full of hardships, but bumps and bumps are inevitable.

Syndra didn't make any low-level mistakes, nor did she lose her precious wallet. Whether it was planning the itinerary, buying supplies, or dealing with others, the cautious Syndra didn't make any big mistakes.

In addition to not knowing how to collect and process loot, Syndra is considered very good as a beginner, but the difficulties and obstacles along the way are still indispensable.

The most important reason is that the two people's looks are too outstanding, it is easy to attract bees and butterflies, which makes the game more difficult.

Even though it was a normal conversation, it would inexplicably attract a group of slave traders and sand bandits who were interested in **** to launch a crazy attack. There were no fewer than three trading caravans that died in Syndra's hands. If you count the messy bandits And the slave trade group, this time Syndra will have at least one hundred and eighty lives in his hands, which can be regarded as a crime.

After walking such a long way, Syndra finally had a more accurate understanding of her and Lester's appearance, and also understood how she should deal with the malice from the same kind.

Fortunately, Syndra successfully completed the task, and brought Lester to Zurieta without Lester making a move.

"Boss, here are three servings of sandworm meat and two servings of scarash milk."

After tying the four skaras to the stakes, Syndra lowered her voice and commanded skillfully to the hotel's desert-style waitress.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be right away."

Avoiding the salty pig's hands blocking the way, the waitress quickly came to the two of them with a plate, glanced at the two who had wrapped themselves up like mummies, the waitress instantly understood what was going on, and smiled.

"Three servings of sandworm meat, two servings of scalash milk, the dishes are complete."

"thanks."

Just as the two were preparing to eat, a young man approached Skalash and began to untie the rope.

There is no doubt that this is another robbery in broad daylight.

Syndra sighed, picked up the staff and was about to stand up, but Lester shook his head.

"You've done enough on this journey, I'll do the rest."

Nodding, Syndra sat back down again.

Picking up the copper table knife casually, Lester quickened his steps towards the stake, and before the thief could react, he pressed the Shurima youth's right hand.

"Do you know how we treat bandits in Noxus?"

"What!? Ahhh!

!

"

Before he could react, the copper table knife pierced his palm and was nailed to the stake.

"You **** who don't have eyes, you can never see the situation clearly. You can only see the benefits in front of you, but you don't know who you have provoked. Time and time again, you are like a bunch of flies. Even if you slap them to death It's disgusting enough."

Lester drew out the table knife indifferently, and once again pierced the Shurima youth's palm, avoiding the hand bone perfectly.

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead, the Shurima youth glanced at the accomplices who surrounded him, and gritted his teeth and threatened.

"Gentile, you dare to do anything to me, you are dead, I will peel off your skin to make a lantern, I will feed every piece of your meat to the sand wolf, and break every bone of yours ..."

"Too much nonsense."

Unafraid of the four robbers who surrounded him, Lester turned to look at the indifferent hotel guards.

"Do you care about things here?"

Several guards glanced at it, but did not respond, but took a step back to show their position.

"Hehe, don't expect the guards here to help you."

Without much nonsense, Lester took out the table knife, directly inserted it into the Shurima youth's throat, and picked it hard.

The neck was sliced ​​open by the not-so-sharp blade, and half of the head was swaying behind it. With the spurting of black and red blood, the body fell to the ground with a 'plop'.

Several young robbers were taken aback for a moment, and then roared angrily.

"The **** killed Gould!"

"Let's go together! Kill him!

"

From the comparison of the length of the weapon and the number of people, most people are not optimistic about Leicester who took the lead.

The guests in the inn put down their cutlery and swallowed their food, silently watching the sudden dispute. In the cruel land of Shurima, even within the city, there is seldom a reassuring order. Everyone can believe that Only the sword in my hand,

Either kill others, or be killed by others, or sell your companions and dignity in exchange for freedom, most of the time there are only three ways to go.

Hotels have hotel rules, bandits have rules of bandits, and warlords have rules of warlords, but the biggest rule is always in your own hands. If you can kill everyone, you are the biggest rule.

This is Shurima, a land of chaos without a unified government.

Not caring that he had already become the focus of attention, Lester turned sideways to avoid the poorly-skilled slash, snatched the rather sharp scimitar cleanly, broke the arm of the weapon holder, and slashed with his backhand on the original owner's neck.

The copper table knife, which can hardly be called a weapon, can be transformed into a deadly weapon in the hands of Lester, and the iron Shurima scimitar, which is not badly maintained, can be directly transformed into the sickle of death in the hands of Lester.

Like a piece of meat on a butcher's eucalyptus board, the scimitar in Lester's hand spun across the Shurima bandit's neck, and appeared next to another attacker in less than a second, chopping off Two arms, a knife stuck in the heart.

It wasn't until the second person let out a scream of pain and screams that the owner of the machete staggered two steps and fell back to the ground. The blood line on his neck was drawn deeper and deeper, and finally separated bone and flesh, his head gurgling He spat out blood bubbles and rolled down to his feet.

The remaining two Shurima bandits watched their companions being randomly killed on the spot like little chickens, like falling into an ice cave, and they finally realized who they had provoked.

"Quick retreat! Run separately!"

The two turned and ran away without hesitation, but Lester did not intend to let the two go.

Picking up the two desert scimitars again, the man threw them at them casually. The circling desert scimitars had the attribute of throwing weapons from the beginning of design, and they were perfectly utilized by Lester at this moment. The scimitars are like two rounds of new weapons. The moon is like a late striker and catches up to the two of them, the blade bites into the back and penetrates the flesh and blood, taking away the life.

In the blink of an eye, there were two more fresh corpses on the ground. The strong smell of blood drifted into the hotel along with the wind mixed with dust. Everyone kept their mouths shut, for fear that the wrapped body would look like a mummy. The scary man is staring at himself.

Patting the sand and dust on his body, Lester, who was not stained with a drop of blood, collected the bodies of the five people in a hurry, and took away the valuable jewelry and silver coins on his body.

"Do you accept these weapons and cloth?"

The hotel owner took the initiative to stand up with a submissive expression.

"Come on, let's not talk about these cloths, just these few desert scimitars are expensive, so I still owe the guest twenty-five silver coins. I don't know if the guest wants money or some food?"

The price given by the innkeeper is quite reasonable, and Lester is happy.

"I don't need any money. Serve me a jug of good wine, a large piece of yak meat, and a plate of dried fruit. Find a few people to help me feed Scarash. These weapons are yours."

"Okay, I'll prepare the feed for the guest's Scalas myself."

Returning to the table where Syndra was, Lester threw the money bag on the table, glanced coldly at the few people who were quietly watching him, startled them, and finally dared not Look.

"As expected of a teacher, even killing someone is so beautiful."

Taking the initiative to pour a glass of wine for Lester, Syndra relaxed a lot. She knew that from now on, she no longer had to worry about these messy things, as long as she was an obedient and good student.

"The so-called beauty is just a narrow definition of beauty by human beings. Less flattering and more skills."

"Hey~ Actually, I want to learn melee combat from my teacher. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com The enemy is too weak, so it's somewhat boring to just use magic."

Shaking his head with a smile, Lester whispered.

"Eat quickly, there will be opportunities after learning close combat."

The two stopped talking, and quickly wiped out the newly served food.

When the owner of the inn fed Skalash, the deal between Lester and the inn was settled, and Syndra, who was riding Skalash, counted the dozen or so silver coins in the money bag, and suddenly had a newfound interest in making money. perception.

After eating a big meal, not only did he not spend any money, but he also earned a lot. No wonder his teacher always has endless gold coins.

Immediately, the girl recalled how wasteful she was, killing so many robbers and bandits without taking anything but money bags, she was a prodigal bitch.

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Feeling a little regretful that she hadn't learned to loot earlier, Syndra didn't look very happy.

"Teacher, where are we going next? Are we going directly to Odeon Canyon?"

"Let's not go to Odeon Canyon first, there is a secret stronghold established by the Emerald Territory in Zuri Tower, let's go there."

Sitting on the Scala, Lester took out the secret map and compared it with the landmarks of Zuri Tower to determine his position.

"Secret stronghold? What's in the stronghold?"

Syndra immediately became curious. Before that, she had never seen the secret stronghold of the Emerald Collar.

"Some gadgets that are still in the experimental stage, this time they can be tested in actual combat,

Aren't you curious about the practical application of the original crystal theory we study every day? You'll understand when you see it. "

After determining the direction, Lester put away the map and headed southeast.