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

Chapter 170 A dog? No, a pack of dogs!

In fact, Li Mo initially hesitated whether to continue the story of Varus and write Naya Feili, the hundred-cracked dog.

When he traveled through time, this hero had just appeared.

Regarding the background story of Naya Feli, it is actually relatively thin.

But after careful consideration, Li Mo decided to finish the story.

Varus’ subsequent pit needs to be filled by Nayafili.

The story of the Dark One cannot be complete without this miserable guy...

I remember that when Nayafili first came out, Li Mo was very curious about this hero.

A dark descendant parasitizing the body of a group of hunting dogs is a very interesting thing in itself.

Just like a high-ranking beauty who finally married Wu Dalang...

To this day, Li Mo still remembers the conversation between Varus and Nayafili when they appeared in the same game.

[Nayafili, how can you be a dog? I even feel lucky for myself! 】

Every time he thought of this sentence, Li Mo couldn't help but laugh.

The dark descendant, who was originally extremely powerful, felt a little more joyful because of Naya Feli's appearance.

So Li Mo decided to write out the story of Naya Feli.

This will complete the story of the dark descendants.

In the dim desert, the dune hounds gradually approached their prey.

Nayafili waited quietly.

The visitor who brought her out of the tomb drew her sword and leaned against the trembling horse.

Even at such a critical moment, this man never thought of using that ancient flying knife.

Because he knew very well in his heart what terrible things would happen if he touched that flying knife!

The hunting dogs finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Hunger occupied their brains, and with violent roars, they rushed forward collectively like crazy.

The ending is lackluster.

No matter how powerful that visitor is, he is still just a mortal.

Soon a hunting dog bit his throat, and he stumbled to the ground.

The throwing knife wrapped in thick terry cloth in his hand fell away, and Nayafili finally saw the sky in the outside world.

Memories that had been buried for a long time burst out, and Nayafil felt the beauty of the world.

She felt the heat of blood, which belonged to the person who fell to the ground.

The huge void power overflowed little by little and spread to the corpses on the ground.

She just hoped that those mindless hunting dogs would stop eating so cleanly. Even if they left her a mutilated corpse, it would be enough for her to complete her parasitism!
However, the next second, an unspeakable absurdity surged into my heart.

The hounds in her sight were getting closer and closer, until all the hounds were surrounding her.

Nayafili was reluctant to recall the scene.

It was as if someone had torn her soul into pieces and stuffed them into each hound's head.

Yes, those stupid hunting dogs saw her as food too.

Perhaps it had been sealed in the tomb for too long and the flying knife was no longer hard.

The hounds easily tore the flying knife into pieces and swallowed the fragments.

They have been hungry for too long, and one person and one horse cannot satisfy all the hounds.

So they devour everything in sight.

Nayafil felt dazed and confused.

This wise man among the dark descendants, the strong man who once almost unified the dark descendants, was forced to live in the bodies of a group of hunting dogs.

The good news is, she did get the body.

But not one person, but a group of them!
Writing this, Li Mo smiled knowingly.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also shocked.

: Damn it, I never imagined that the plot would develop like this...

: The sudden show of excitement broke my waist! : Are you going to do this? What the hell are the dark descendants turning into a bunch of dogs?

: I finally understand why Master Li Mo wrote that sentence at the beginning!
: Co-authored by New Darkin, not a hunter, but a hound, right?

:...

Nayafili was indeed reborn, but the result was not what she wanted.

Such a weak body cannot support her to realize her grand ambitions.

Parasitism merges with the remaining wildness, driving her to start hunting.

But this was not her intention at all!
Nayafili began to hate these wild dogs, even if these wild dogs were herself at this time...

She smelled the pungent smell and shook the fleas on her body, which made her feel sick.

What annoyed her the most was the hounds' dependence on each other.

That was an instinct engraved in the genes of all animals. Even if she was a parasitic dark descendant, she couldn't change it.

However, as time passed, Nayafili's inner resentment gradually disappeared, and she began to understand the nature of these hosts.

Although this is a group of beasts that rely on instinct to act, the benefits of group action have gradually emerged.

Any one of these hunting dogs will starve to death in the desert.

But when they get together, they become the apex predators!
No prey caught their eye can escape.

Nayafil suddenly realized that he was not scattered, and the dog group itself was a whole.

Another benefit brought by group consciousness is smoother cooperation.

If the goals are the same, there will be no possibility of infighting.

Nayafili began to try to look at the problem from another angle.

She found that this concept of grouping was not limited to dune hounds but applied to other creatures as well.

Humans, animals, fish, insects, ants...

For dark descendants, is this not the case?

Nayafili recalled the past, and the collapse of the Dark Ones came from internal struggles for power and intrigue!

They were supposed to be the most powerful killers in Runeterra, but they ended up like this because of internal fighting.

Nayafili knows how to restore the glory of the Darkin.

She just needs to find other darkspawn and share the wisdom of the pack with them...

【We are the way out! 】

[The Dark One reappears, like five rows of fangs in a huge mouth! 】

[The world will hear our howls and know that the end is coming soon! 】

……

Nayafili’s story ends here.

To be honest, Li Mo felt that it would be difficult for Naya Feili to convince other dark descendants.

Whether it is the Sword Demon, Varus or Kayn, they all have their own pride.

It is impossible to completely follow other people's will.

In other words, group consciousness is simply not suitable for highly intelligent creatures.

Because the higher the IQ, the stronger the desire.

Hunting dogs need to cooperate to hunt and live in groups in order to survive.

But darkin are no humble hunting dogs.

They control the most powerful ability in the world, how can they easily obey other people's arrangements?
"So, Nayafili in this story is actually an idealist..."

After listening to this story, the three elders thought for a long time and gave their evaluation.

Mr. Yu sighed:
"It's really addictive. I have decided to watch every live broadcast of Li Mo. I really want to know how much stock he has in his stomach."

"It seems like a fictional story, but the meaning behind it is so profound."

"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"

The other two old men deeply agreed with this.

(End of this chapter)