Overclocking Summons League of Legends

() It is said that the darkness before dawn is the darkest time, and this feeling is especially strong in the Howling Swamp, which is full of miasma. If there are some will-o'-the-wisps that are not lit and extinguished, this place has long been completely ruled by darkness.Even so, the dark environment seems to swallow all the light, not only makes people feel suffocated, but also makes people feel that only their own soul is floating here in the void, while the body is melted by the darkness, and they can't feel it at all.

All in all, it's a terrible ghost place!

A swamp hyena slowly swims in the waist-deep sewage. This hyena is much larger than those living in the grasslands, and its limbs are also more slender and powerful. The bulging cheeks show that this animal has a powerful spirit. The occlusal muscle can crush his bones at the moment of biting the prey!

It seemed to smell something, its nose twitched, and a low growl came out of its throat, as if it smelled the special smell of fresh flesh and blood.Slowly sink the whole body into the water, leaving only one nose floating on the water surface, and the limbs start to slide on the bottom of the water. It will slowly approach the prey and deliver a killing blow!

And its prey is still moving slowly and ignorantly.

"Damn it! How's the road ahead of No. 9? I need a dry place to change clothes now! It's too bad here!" A voice suddenly sounded in the silent Howling Swamp, but the voice was a bit strange, as if Like two people talking at the same time, two completely different voices overlapped, and the male and female voices were mixed together, which made people feel extremely weird.

There was a splash of water being slid, followed by a short silence.Another voice sounded abruptly, and he said slowly, "Shut up your stinking mouth! You are still in the mood to change clothes at this time, is your head filled with mustard on the 7th!" The owner of this voice is extremely thin. Thin, but the two arms are very eye-catching, the muscles on them swell like rocks, and the contrast with the thin bamboo pole is extremely strong.

He held a strange Roman shield in his hand, a shield used by the hoplite infantry of the ancient Roman Legion. into an arc.The height reaches about 1.5 meters and the width is one meter.It can provide the strongest defense for the user, and the curved shield surface can easily slide aside the stabbing weapons.

The frame of this shield is strangely surprising!It turned out to be composed of individual bones, and the joints of each bone are tightly occluded together. The entire shield is composed of several vertebrae of different lengths. These vertebrae are very thick, but they are still twisted into a spiral shape. , extending inward like this, this arrangement looks like a mosquito coil from a distance, and a silver-white skull is inlaid in the middle of the shield!

A bright red Arabic numeral "1" is painted on the center of the skull!This number is extremely scribbled, like a dying person who exhausted the last of his strength and dipped in blood across the shield. The handwriting is extremely scribbled. Undried blood!

As soon as he finished speaking, the sewage in front of the team suddenly rolled up a huge vortex, and a mass of viscous liquid gushed out from it. In the shape of a human being, this liquid finally slipped down unwillingly from this person's body, just like a lover who is reluctant to part, helpless and reluctant.

This person has a huge Arabic numeral "9" tattooed on his bare chest!In his hand was a giant knife the size of a door panel, which looked so heavy that his master had to drag it in his hand.It seems that he is the No. 7 that No. 9 is talking about.

No. 9 pouted, with a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, "The terrain ahead is no different from what it is now! There is sewage and silt everywhere, and what goddamn bushes! If you don't mind which bushes can cut your ass, I will I suggest you where to change clothes!"

His words obviously angered No. 7, and the weird male and female voices became sharp, "Boss! Look, he is molesting me again!" This No. 7 is not one person, but two, a man and a woman standing in the sewage Among them, the two white clothes have become extremely filthy at this time, but the two Arabic numerals "7" are more eye-catching, as if they can't be dirty at all.The mud under the surface of the water sucked his feet firmly, and every step took twice as much effort, but they held hands tightly together, like a couple in love.

And their walking posture is even more peculiar, they actually step out their adjacent left and right legs at the same time, and the remaining legs pause before continuing to keep up.The arms do the same at the same time, the clenched arms are thrown out together, and the rest of the arms continue to keep up after being retracted.

This walking posture is called Shunguai!

Before he could finish speaking, No. 9 hurriedly argued, "Boss, I don't! Whoever is interested in this dead shemale is not a man!" It seemed that he was extremely afraid of No. 1, and his voice trembled a little. His anxiety and fear could be heard in the dim environment!

"I'm not interested in paying attention to your shit right now, so put your tails between your legs!" No. 1's tone sounded very relaxed, with a sense of comfort in it.It felt as if this wasn't the wet and rotting Howling Swamp, but sunny Miami Beach, and they were just vacationers in beach shorts.

But this sentence made No. 9 and No. 7 fight a cold war. Who doesn't know that No. 1 is famous in the organization as the cold-faced king of hell. The more relaxed the tone, the more intense the murderous intent. Quite a few screeners capsized under the guise of No. 1.The task they received this time was very simple. The other party paid a lot of money to ask them to hunt down and kill a person.

No. 9 doesn't understand how much hatred it takes to make the employer pay no matter the cost, as long as they can get the head of the target, the money will be theirs.One hundred thousand overclocking points and two pieces of silver equipment are enough to drive anyone crazy.If it weren't for the other party's equally vicious reputation, their key matrix would definitely not mind being black and white!

Thinking of this, No. 9 greedily looked at the shield in No. 1's hand. This Roman shield is called the undead of Caesar. As a deposit for this mission, No. 1 had to take risks and sneak into the plot, following the target all the way. to the Howling Marsh.

"Huh?" No. 1 suddenly said in surprise, "The target stopped moving!" At the same time, there was a large "cluck" sound in the Howling Swamp, followed by violent explosions and fierce gunshots, and the flames turned those miserable green The miasma was dyed orange red, like rancid sewage, weird and terrifying.

"No! Isn't the target alone?" No. 1 stared at the tracker in his hand and murmured, "According to the intelligence, the target did not form a team to enter this plot, nor did he accept any team protection. Personality Extremely tough, the fighting style tends to be melee!"

"It's an amazing tank!" No. 7's weird voice was full of gloating, "That guy is in trouble! No. 1, shouldn't we follow up and kill the target directly, maybe we can get a lot of money Good point! As long as No. 1 goes out, the tank is just like paper!"

Really. He. He will flatter, No. 9 cursed in his heart, listening to the fierce gunshots and explosions, the fool knows that the target is in trouble, since he is a tank, he is not a soft persimmon, and he has not seen Hongxin The boss of the Moon Cross Society, Storm Lord, is going to hate that guy to death!The Storm Lord must have suffered a great loss in his hands, so he wanted to kill the target at all costs!

what an idiot...

Hearing what No. 7 said, No. 1 showed no expression on his face, only a cold light flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and said to No. 9, "What do you think?" He already knew that No. 9 coveted the boss. If it weren't for the extremely strict organization and discipline, I'm afraid this guy would have already laid hands on him. Even so, I don't know how many times he has been raped behind his back!If you can take advantage of this mission to clean up this guy, it will be a good journey.

No. 9's thoughts were still focused on flattering No. 7. Suddenly, he was taken aback when he heard No. 1's question, but he just didn't hear what No. 1 said, and his face turned blue!But his mouth seemed to be rusted and murmured, "I'm listening to you!" After finishing speaking, he wanted to slap himself immediately, and stared fiercely at No. 7, as if he wanted to tear him apart!I cursed in my heart, one day I will step on you!

"No. 9 is right. I agree with No. 1's decision with all four hands!" No. 7 raised his four arms as if he was voting with a show of hands. Of course he knew that No. 1 was beating No. 9 just now, which made him immediately Standing on the side of 1 with a clear-cut banner, who will let others' strength be overbearing, even the boss will have to give three points of face!

After hearing these words, No. 1 finally showed a smile on his face, and then disappeared without a trace, as if the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. "Let's not disturb the target first. I think he must have a special purpose in this place. Maybe there will be some side missions here. We just need to follow closely and kill the target in one fell swoop at the right time. As for the opponent How many people..." No. 1 licked his lips and continued, "The more people, the better?"

"No. 1 is right! The more people there are, the more benefits we can get!" After finishing speaking, No. 7 laughed maniacally. Hearing the sharp rattling laughter, No. 9 felt terrified, and he snorted coldly in disgust. Like roasted milk, it disappeared into the dirty muddy water, and a long phantom was pulled out at the bottom of the water, and then disappeared.