Overclocking Summons League of Legends

() The table was smashed to pieces, and the black floor with dark green mold was covered with broken sawdust.This is to search for information that may be hidden.The bed was violently smashed into two pieces, and then turned over, the raised bed legs stood innocently in the air.The bed was cut into strips of cloth by a knife, and the goose feathers inside were flying everywhere.

Sandra Robb's secret residence is located in the alleyway on the thirteenth floor underground. The underground part of Noxus is almost as huge as the above-ground part. Countless shops, taverns and residential areas fill this notorious city-state. lower half of the .Noxus has the most extensive network of subterranean passages in all of Runeterra, with countless Noxian nobles claiming ownership of the many labyrinthine passages and subterranean chambers.

But now, Klimt sneered, like a crocodile preparing to hunt, hiding its huge fangs in the water, only showing a pair of cold eyes on the water surface.

The search was like a net, and even the walls of this room were smashed, and the few furniture were dismantled and smashed.But there was still no clue about the fugitive. Klimt squatted by the fireplace and stared at the dark stove. Where could this guy go?

There is a saying in the Military Law Office that there are only three types of people in Noxus, nobles or spies, soldiers or spies, civilians or spies.According to a survey report, three out of ten Noxians are likely to be spies for rival city-states.

However, Klimt thought that this number was too conservative and should be doubled. Six of the ten people were spies, and the remaining four were Burnham Darkwell, nobles.Soldiers, and the Military Law Office.

The fireplace had been cold for an unknown number of days, and the grease from the burning pine branches made the fireplace extra greasy.Klimt rubbed his hands on the ashes, and moved to his nose to smell it.

"This guy has been back before. See, these ashes were produced in the last few days, and they even smell like pine wood." After finishing speaking, Klimt put his finger into his mouth and wiped the ashes on his teeth .Then he wriggled his mouth with his tongue, which made him look like a beast chewing bones.

Klimt spat out the saliva from his mouth.The attendant quickly handed over a jug of water.After rinsing his mouth, Klimt said bluntly. "Look up the nearest lumber suppliers in the neighborhood, and pay extra attention to those who have contacts with the outside world."

Suddenly he seemed to have discovered something. There seemed to be something wrong with the few ashes in the fireplace. Klimt poked it with his fingers to reveal a piece of burnt paper.He pinched it lightly.Like catching a fragile butterfly. "Aha~ look what I found. It's the remains of a letter."

It looks like it's just a corner of a piece of parchment, maybe the owner left too hastily and didn't notice that the letter wasn't completely destroyed!

It's all the fault of those nobles!Sandra Robb is a cook.A spy in high society.In order to satisfy their appetite, those nobles dared to block the actions of the Military Law Department!

There is even an idiot claiming that Sandra Robb is innocent. It is an unforgivable mistake to assume that a person is innocent!

I would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go.

The first rule of the Military Justice Department's work code is: presume he is guilty.

Although he had to bear the responsibility, Klimt still couldn't help thinking about what happened that day. If he didn't waste an afternoon entangled with those nobles, could Sandra Robb escape?If that courtesan named Cassiopeia hadn't been messing around, how could she be in such a mess now.

Thinking of this, Klimt's eyes scanned the faces of the people around him one by one.These few people are colleagues from the Military Judiciary Department, and each of them has a straight face, ignoring everything in their lifeless eyes.

This was the first time he entered the Military Jurisdiction Division and was responsible for handling espionage cases. Klimt, who was holding back his energy to make a contribution, was severely poured cold water. The enemy's cunning was beyond his imagination.

Klimt reflected on everything that happened. Sandra Robb is an excellent cook, and any ingredient in his hands can become a mouth-watering delicacy.Legend has it that he often visited the mansions of the nobles of the Noxus city-state.And he has a close relationship with Cassiopeia, the second heir of the Kao family, and often cooks delicious food in the salon held by Cassiopeia.Used to entertain diplomats from other city-states and tribes as well as powerful forces, it is often said that a party without Sandra Rob Noxus would be eclipsed.

Klimt scoffed at this statement. A guy who plays with spoons and woks is not a big man, but this guy who is good at wielding a kitchen knife has played with the entire Military Justice Department.

The enemy is very smart. Using the special status of cook, he can easily lurk in the circle of Noxus nobles. He is indispensable and will not attract attention.

As Bierhoff explained, Sandra Robb often sees the doctor with "ingredients". These animals from different regions of Valoran have a certain part of their body that is fresh and delicious food.Sandra Rob spent a lot of time and energy in order to stockpile these moving foods.

It is guaranteed that when the nobles need it, the ingredients can go to their stomachs.

Klimt stroked his cheek. A deep scar looked across his entire face from the temple, like a centipede stuck to his cheek.The faint stabbing pain in his head made him feel dizzy. Since he returned to the city-state from the front line, the old creation has been tormenting him non-stop.

Shaking his head slightly, Klimt could even feel the steel shards rolling in his brain. Even the best doctors couldn't do anything about this kind of trauma.The sequelae caused were terrible. As long as Klimt used his brain, the pain would be unbearable. These severe pains erased all his previous life experiences, and Klimt could not remember what happened on the battlefield.

During Klimt's military career, he was treated by doctors due to multiple injuries. Large and small scars were all over his body. There were many old wounds lurking in his body, and the power of the concentrated explosion made him often unable to concentrate.

Trembling, he took out the palm-sized crystal bottle from his pocket, and the gray particles in it kept hitting the bottle because of the shaking of his palm, making a "jingling" sound.

Klimt looked at the gray granules in his palm, swallowed them in one gulp, took the water glass and downed the granules.

"It is better to live like a lion for a day than to live like a sheep for a hundred years." He whispered the famous words of General Burnham Darkwill.

The special medicine quickly took effect, and an unhealthy blush covered Klimt's cheeks, alleviating the severe pain in his head.He said excitedly, "Inertial thinking will blind a person's eyes and bring back these burnt ashes. I need a magician who is good at using space magic."

He reminded his colleagues to prevent these guys from doing any stupid things again.

A drop of muddy water dripped through the roof and onto the floor, splashing the chao air in the room.These underground rooms had been infiltrated by rain and snow for a long time, giving off a musty smell. The heavy snow made the air in this place extra muddy, and Klimt shivered in response to the situation.

While they were tracking Sandra Robb, an unexpected visitor came to the village south of Noxus.

Just as the sky turned white, a black spot emerged from the vast snow field.Sandra Robb didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and now he was exhausted, his body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and even walking required concentration.

He found a barn and the door was locked.He took a breath, and the white air flow quickly dissipated in the cold air.He twisted the lock with his hand, "This door must be opened!" ' Sandra Robb reminded herself.

But he didn't have any strength at all. The long journey made him almost exhausted. Tired and hungry, he seemed to have soaked in the tendon of flying fish for three days and three nights, and his arms were so limp that he couldn't pick the lock at all.Large flakes of snow began to fall from the sky again, Sandra Rob was a little dazed, and when he remembered his purpose, his face was covered with pure white snow.

Sandra Robb licked her chapped mouth, realizing that if she couldn't get into the barn, she would freeze to death in this nameless village.Then all the efforts were in vain, he took out the pendant from his neck, hesitated for a moment, then crushed it.

Jewelry polished with crystal can shatter with a slight pinch, which is an advanced camouflage.Dozens of alchemists polished it day and night to polish the finger-thick crystal into a thin piece.The liquid inside the pendant flowed out in an instant, and the deep purple liquid evaporated in the air in an instant.

This is a pheromone with a unique smell, which comes from the lacrimal gland of the deep sea mad shark.It can only be collected in the offshore waters of Demacia, and it only takes one drop to transmit the scent to a range of hundreds of miles.

If there is someone to respond, he will be rescued soon.

But before that, Sandra Robb must ensure that he can survive, and he began to concentrate on kicking the goal.The latches had become so rotten that only the lock could hold the barn door shut.Foot after foot, the wooden door began to shatter and large cracks appeared on the door panel.

He seemed to hear the horn of the Fearless Legion, and the blood in his body was burning, and he mustered all his strength.With a kick on the crack, a big hole was kicked out of the wooden door.

"Thank God!" Sandra Robb said to herself, and the cat waist got in through the hole.

This place is no different from other barns. A burnt-out horse lamp is covered with dust and hangs desolately on the solid pillar of the barn. Get into five strong men without being detected.

These straws have been taken as property for good protection. The only solid thing in the whole barn is the roof. The wooden boards and beams are very solidly spliced, and thick rivets can even be seen on it.Although people cannot satisfy their hunger with wheat straw, they can satisfy cattle and horses.This is accumulated for the next spring sowing, the air exudes a strong aroma of wheat, and the cold seems to have eased a lot.

Sandra Robb bowed out a hole, then carefully climbed in backwards, and finally blocked the hole tightly with straw.

Chapter 176: South of Noxus