I ask you to portray a mama's boy, but you portray a wealthy man?

Chapter 128 Straight Man Li Mo, the terrifying legend of Fiddlesticks!
In the background story of Fiddlesticks, there are still 13 years of CG animation.

At that time, Fiddlesticks was still called the Bringer of Doom.

Skill animations, background stories, etc. are far inferior to the new version.

Although the current scarecrow is still very unpopular, only Aze and others are playing.

But I have to admit that the design of this hero is indeed very successful.

Of course, there are also a lot of idiots.

Being pulled wildly by wild monsters in the wild area, it was difficult to find the zero point of endurance.

The opponent's blood returned wildly and he was beaten violently.

【fear! 】

In fact, the scarecrow cannot speak.

But he would imitate his last words before killing someone.

It matches his tone and the words that those who are full of despair say before they die.

It makes people feel somewhat filled with fear.

It's a pity that Li Mo doesn't have an awakening voice actor system.

Otherwise, he was sure that he would just imitate the scarecrow and say one sentence.

The cute girl next to you will definitely be frightened and drop her little pearls.

However, it’s almost time now.

Her head was tilted to one side, stubbornly not wanting Li Mo to see the expression on her face.

But his hands were very honest and firmly grasped Li Mo's clothes.

She was afraid that the other party would abandon her and let her face her fear alone.

Li Mo asked playfully:

"what happened to you?"

"I" Lai Liyi's first voice was high-pitched, as if she was frightened and wanted to shout out, but didn't.

"I'm fine. The story you told is not scary at all."

"I wasn't scared."

Yo. She is still a tsundere girl.

Li Mo said again:

"is it?"

"Actually, I just talked about its origin."

"I haven't talked about the scene when people see it."

"What, do you want to hear it?"

Lai Liyi turned around and looked at Li Mo with bulging cheeks.

The big eyes were full of anger and fear.

Her look seemed to be saying: Can't you tell if I'm scared or not?

Damn straight man! ! !
However, Li Mo looked at Lai Liyi who wanted to hold on to her no matter what.

I couldn't help but want to tease him.

So he pretended not to understand and continued to tell the story of Fiddlesticks.

Ten kings, ten thrones,

Nine crowns crown the head.

There is only one person left, digging a grave,

The crow alone is left, neither dead nor alive.

——Ancient Demacia poetry, author unknown

It all starts with old Hubbard.

A certain vague battle was probably the one where he deserted.

So he locked himself in a thatched house on the outskirts of Jinpo Town.

David wanted to open the door. He was such a funny neighbor.

But the poor old man actually still had the strength to push his whole body against the door panel, mumbling about height, spiders, and being pecked to death by birds.

Whoever believes him, the only thing that can kill him is a wine bottle.

So we all went home. Anyone would think that if we let him go for a day, this bastard would wake up on his own.

Just one night, everything changed.

The first scream could be heard by the whole town, as if someone had opened Hubbard's chest and pulled out his lifetime of screams.

Then came a second blast, almost identical—but more brutal.

The voice was high and harsh, like rusty iron wrapped in a sack, shouting out human words in a human tone. Until the baker's wife cried, "Mage!" and then all hell broke loose.

People took up arms, and the mayor—if the leader of this wretched place deserved to be called a mayor—fired indiscriminately into the assembly hall.

Every house ignored it and hurriedly blocked the windows, the same old routine.

This has happened a hundred times, maybe two hundred times, since the winterclaws invaded the north.

Ordinary people would go crazy with fear if there was even a hint of magic.

What I'm saying is, that's probably what happens when something goes wrong.

But no matter how big an incident happens, there is always a secret, but what happened in Jinpo Town simply cannot be concealed.

Do not believe?

Go and take a look for yourself, Jinpo Town is gone.

David used to be a spy.

He was loyal to the king of a certain country and traveled to Shurima and the Blue Flame Islands.

He is a man who has seen the world.

Thanks to the fact that we are in the west, in a remote and remote area, the most dangerous thing is a dragon bird that gets lost after the hatching season, and maybe a tanned bandit.

But David has seen the dangers outside.

You can't even imagine how dangerous the world is.

So he gathered all the people who were willing to obey the command and organized a militia group, intending to punish the "magic" who caused trouble on the spot.

His plan was simple: at dawn, we would all go out to patrol the town, working in pairs and never leaving alone.

Unexpectedly, at dawn, one family was all gone.

There was no one left in the family of five.

The farm was in shambles, and all the animals in the pens had been slaughtered.

The doors were all locked from the inside and the windows were bolted.

They were just gone.

The mayor called the whole town to gather for a meeting, but the two farmhands did not come.

David went to the row house to call them, and something responded.

But it's not them.

The sound is very similar to theirs, but it feels like it has been forced out, like an old and rusty iron cage, with creaking, squeaking, and swishing sounds that never stop.

By this time, everyone was scared.

There was a stupid young man who rushed into the field with a sword - it was gone.

The other man followed him—gone.

The blacksmith came up with a good idea, but he was thrown off his horse just halfway through the old trade road out of the town.

Then he was dragged into the row house by something.

David yelled his name and asked if he was okay.

Then the terrifying voice responded again, saying what the blacksmith had just said.

David asked again, and it repeated itself.

That voice is so evil...

It's like twisting a pin in your head, stirring up the brain and poking into the darkness underneath.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The adults hugged the children tightly and backed away slowly, and some even ran home.

That voice is enough to strip away all a person's defenses, leaving only his naked soul.

Even in the scorching sun at noon, I was frightened and trembling.

It felt like something had been taken away from it.

A little girl said she saw someone standing in the field, right where we put the scarecrow.

Who cares about that? Besides, everyone was too flustered at the time to pay attention to what she said.

We were so stupid.

It was getting dark, and half of the houses in the town had their doors and windows closed.

You could hear people in there whispering, mumbling, giggling like crazy people about... I'm not sure.

Snakes, lightning, darkness, falling walls, blades, the sea.

They were laughing and screaming, and everyone sounded crazy.

It's like being trapped in a room with another horrible version of yourself.

It sounds like everyone is trapped in the same nightmare.

(End of this chapter)