"Creak, creak, creak, creak... (My children, I have heard the call of the bloodstone.)"
The majestic voice brought the imaginative one-horned priest back to his senses, and he couldn't help but lower his head.
As long as the Rat King is around, he will only be a sacrifice, a sacrifice, and this is just because the Rat King who was the first to approach the Bloodstone Crown monopolizes the Bloodstone.
Unknown to his most trusted companions and subordinates, the two-horned rat king held the bloodstone crown high, and the evil power was instantly aroused. The ratmen present fell into a manic and murderous state.
"Squeak, squeak. (Go, children, kill all the intruders, bring back their bones, find the human being summoned by the blood stone, and bring him to me.)"
After the words fell, the three rat human warlords took the lead and directed the red tide that was about to break out to run towards the established route.
"I'm here for you, human."
Putting down the Holy Blood Stone that shone with an evil red light in his hand, and using human language to express his uneasy emotions, the Two-Horned Rat King seemed to see his future of ruling the world.
"That is not something you can possess. The original power will definitely belong to me and my tribe..."
At the same time, the wandering mage who was still in Freljord in the north felt the violent vibration of the rune scroll. He paused and took out a small dark red rune fragment. In the flash of rune light, the rune fragment
There is a tendency to move southward.
He knew that someone had inspired the fragments of the world's runes and released the power of the runes within them.
"No wonder there's no movement. So it's in the southern continent?"
The wandering mage murmured to himself, and then the seductive and depraved sound of rune fragments came to his ears.
"Ritz, what you desire is in your hands. What are you still hesitating about? Fusion with me, I can help you find all the rune fragments, and you don't have to waste so much time aimlessly.
I have spent so many years searching for runes in vain...
Maybe after you use me to find all the rune fragments, you can still find a way to peel me off and let me sleep like the other brothers... Come on, my friend, believe in your own willpower, believe in me..."
Listening in silence to the beeping in his ears gradually slowing down, Ryze scratched the back of his bare head and nodded honestly.
"Everything you said is right."
The rune was overjoyed, its flashing frequency gradually increased, and the noisy beeping sound once again spread to the wandering mage's mind like a keyboard warrior tapping the keyboard.
"Come on, your choice is wise. I am the most useless rune fragment. I can't resist your consciousness and merge with me... Hey, hey, hey! You want to do it... your grandma! Play with me.
right……"
Ryze sighed as he put the beeping rune fragments back into the rune scroll again.
"Just because everything you said is right, that's why I don't listen. Believing in you is my biggest disaster. I can't believe anything related to you, because you can easily distort people's hearts."
After putting the rune scroll back on his back, the wandering mage stopped wasting time, put on his hood, and headed south.
He will cross the Urus Mountains to the emerging city of Demacia, and then go all the way east to the Immortal Fortress on the east coast, looking for possible rune fragments along the way.
Even though this would waste several years or even more than ten years of his time, he was willing to do so.
In the frost and snow of Freljord, the back of the hood carrying a long leather holster gradually blurred, and only a heavy confession dispersed into the distance along with the cold wind.
"Disasters are always one step behind me, and the world's disasters are always one step behind the world. For this reason, I can't trust anyone...no one can..."
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A sudden and crazy attack overturns all the arrangements made by Leicester. Life-and-death wars always come out of the blue, turning all plans and arrangements into a joke.
Just like a rich man, no matter how rich he is, he will not know whether someone pointed a scope at his head the second he stepped out of the bulletproof car, let alone what will happen to his head after the killer pulls the trigger.
Will it bloom?
What's more, men often don't understand whether the person who calls him daddy every day is actually his child. When his girlfriend goes to her best friend's house and gasps for breath, whether she is really riding a spinning bike without external devices.
Accidents always happen inadvertently.
Countless ratmen came from all directions, directly cutting off everyone's escape route and dividing each stronghold into an isolated and helpless place of death. The war became intense from the beginning, and the soldiers of the Emerald Territory were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.
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Among the eight strongholds, there are three underground fortresses that focus on reconstruction and defense, including the remains of the exhibition room at the front.
On weekdays, the three forts are linked by five other strongholds. Each fort is stationed with more than a hundred soldiers. There are only a dozen soldiers in each small stronghold responsible for patrolling and transmitting supplies and news. At this moment, the five small strongholds are stationed.
The soldiers in the stronghold were wiped out instantly and were easily torn to pieces by the rat tide. The fortress made of cement and steel was still struggling to support itself. With the help of the terrain and space, the soldiers guarded the narrow passage and used their local combat power advantage to offset the strategy.
There is an absolute disadvantage in terms of quantity.
The ruins were blocked by countless rat tides. No need for Lester to issue orders, the soldiers arranged by Margaret blocked the crazy rat tide immediately. Thanks to the easy-to-defend but difficult-to-attack terrain,
The soldiers who were ready to go easily defended the fortress pass.
From the front view, the underground ruins generally have a right-angled trapezoidal structure. The entrance and exit are at the sharp corners of the trapezoid. It is just a narrow passage no more than three meters wide and four meters high. The rest of the place is a steel and cement structure, which is extremely strong.
, in a short period of time, even the Rat Man could not easily dig out another attack path with the blood stone shovel in his hand.
The fighting soon turned the ground red, piles of rat corpses blocked the entrance and exit, and the crazy rat men retreated.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the flying cans forced the soldiers back.
"It's an air explosion corrosive tank! Get out of the way!"
Within two seconds of the soldier retreating, the clay jar exploded in the air and splashed onto the pile of corpses. The green corrosive fluid extracted from the underground burrowing creature [acidworm] melted the rat man's corpse, and the two-meter-high hill
Soon it melted into pale green bones, and the terrifying corrosive liquid began to evaporate into the air.
"The wind of nature!"
The mage of the Black Rose skillfully waved his staff and used wind magic to blow away the corrosive poisonous gas drifting towards the soldiers. Instead, it caused the ratmen hiding outside to suffer a lot.
Seeing that the corrosive jar had the opposite effect, General Dongdong ordered the sacrificial rats to retreat, and once again let the slave rats drip with acidworm corrosive fluid to launch a suicidal attack.
As long as he has enough time, he is confident that he can break through this turtle shell that is disgusting to rats.
Because at the same time as they were attacking, there were two other waves of ratmen who were wildly wielding bloodstone digging tools, eroding the hard earth and rocks. Once the two passages were opened, humans would definitely not be able to withstand the attacks they launched.
