League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"What's going on outside? Is it a Noxian call?"

Moore put down the **** whip in his hand and came to the door of the tent.

"Lord Patriarch! There seems to be a fire on Upol's side! There is a commotion!"

A blazing fire and thick smoke rose high from the Upol tribal camp in the west. For some reason, Moir didn't feel happy, but an inexplicable sense of crisis.

It's a bit too coincidental that something happened there just after parting ways with Uris.

Fire? There has been no fire for half a month, why is there a fire tonight?

Is it Uris playing tricks, or is there an accident?

In any case, whether it is true or not, since the accident has already happened, the agreement will naturally no longer count, let alone Uris who spoke first.

Thinking of this, Moore's face became a little serious, and he turned his head and instructed the guard.

"You sent people to strengthen the guarding of the camp. No one is allowed to rest tonight. They will retreat early tomorrow morning. Be careful, Upol also has to take precautions."

"Yes!"

"Okay, go back. I don't need anyone here tonight. You can just lead someone to look at the periphery."

"Yes!"

A little relieved, the irritable Moore returned to the tent again, staring at the girl who was covered in welts, curled up on the ground crying silently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

The pleasant game can continue. The night is still long, and the guards have driven away. No one will know what happened here.

Suddenly I wanted to eat.

"Why are you crying? Isn't it your ultimate pursuit to serve the great patriarch? You have to remember that the scars on your body are the testimony of the patriarch's love for you. The more pain you feel, the more the patriarch's heart is. The more it hurts, the more painful the patriarch's heart is, which means the more the patriarch loves you.

Love is the welt of pain..."

Picking up the girl's underwear, which had been drawn into strips of cloth, Moore pressed his nose tightly, opened his eyes wide, took a few deep breaths, his face was full of perverted pleasure,

Finally, he couldn't hold back, and Moore put the rags of the girl's body fragrance into his mouth, chewed and chewed intoxicated, swallowed hard with his wide and round eyes, and let out a long sigh of relief. As if tasting some supreme delicacy.

Looking at the unreasonable and terrifying scene in front of her, Tali, whose mind was blank, for a moment forgot how to cry.

"Ah~ it's delicious~ It's a pity that the girl who came with you, Ji Si, should have accepted the reward of the patriarch's love with you tonight...

But as long as I think of the fact that Kis, who should belong to me, is being ravaged by the beast of Uris right now... Ah~ Tali, can you understand how I feel? Can you understand? Can you understand? I have a feeling...I want to eat~"

Looking at Moore, who had a happy tone but a face of pain and despair, Tully realized that there really is a devil in this world. Thinking of Jisi who was taken away by Uris, Tully felt a little more envious in her heart.

Suddenly, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a dark shadow flew towards More,

After touching Mor's chin, Patriarch Mostak's chin was removed with a 'click', and a foul-smelling barbarian man's foot-binding cloth was stuffed into his mouth, and then tightly bound by cloth strips Stop, so that the wide-eyed Moore can no longer make any disgusting noises.

"Woooo!!"

"It stinks."

Kneeling Moll under his body, he washed his hands with the water from the kettle that Keith poured, and Lester's face was a little surprised.

"The level of your disgust is beyond the real perverts I've experienced... Ji Si, your patriarch is so disgusting, you and your sister still want to serve him? Are you the real perverts?"

Hearing what Lester said, Jiss, who wanted to help Tully sit up, hurriedly explained.

"No brother, my sister and I were only sent here by our father today. Before that, Patriarch Mor... In the Mostak tribe, no one knew that the old **** Mor was a pervert, otherwise my sister and I Not even dead will come here!

Sister, it was my brother who rescued me from Uris. Follow me and call Brother Lester. From now on, our sisters will follow Brother Lester. Don't worry, the surrounding guards have all been taken care of by Brother Lester. "

Compared with her shrewd younger sister, her older sister, Tali, seemed a little more honest.

"Brother Lester, thank you for saving me and my sister."

"Okay, this is not the place to talk. Give the two of you a chance to take revenge."

Pointing to Moll, whom he was pressing, Lester looked at the two sisters, waiting for their choice.

Different choices, the two of them will have different arrangements.

Ji Si clumsily pulled out Uris's long sword and handed it to her sister.

Tully glanced weakly at Lester, who was smiling. After being encouraged, the girl took the long sword, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, and slashed towards Mor's neck.

"Brother be careful!"

Jiss was shocked.

Lester dodged to avoid the long sword that slashed at his head, and a fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

The long sword slashed into Mor's lumbar spine, and Mor let out a suppressed wailing,

Tully pulled out her long sword forcefully, opened her eyes, pinpointed her neck, closed her eyes and slashed again with force. Moll's **** was slashed with a big cut, and Lester's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

This is not dead, this sister has the qualifications to be a glorious executioner.

Ji Si, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't want to waste Lester's time. She grabbed the long sword from her sister with her eyes closed, and stabbed it at Moore, who had lost the ability to move, and pierced it smoothly. Moore's neck was pierced, and in the sound of 'hehehe' blood bubbles, Moore lost his breath.

Putting a dress on Tully, Lester, who carried Tully on his back, took off the torch at the door and threw it on the tent.

Standing on the mountainside, Urza saw that the second tent was also on fire, closed his eyes, and took out the crystal ball he carried with him~www.readwn.com~ Mr. Lester succeeded and could launch an attack. "

After hearing the news from Urza, Meredith at the foot of the mountain opened his eyes, his mana surged, and a sphere of illumination rose into the air, but he refused to disperse for a long time.

"kill!!!!"

The torches lit up all over the mountains and plains, and shouts of killing came from all directions. The barbarian soldiers fighting the fire had already lost their morale because of the killing of the patriarch. Seeing countless enemies coming from outside the camp, the barbarian soldiers couldn’t help being heartbroken. It ran out of the camp like a headless fly, and was then killed by a sudden weapon. The faint black-clothed ghost lingered on the periphery, hunting down all the escapees. .

The Noxian Black Iron Guard led by the indifferent Margaret and the disabled veterans covered each other, and together they entered the Mostak barbarian camp, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the barbarians, and occasionally there were a few brave barbarians. The leader was also killed with a spell by a black rose mage who followed Margaret. Seeing that nothing could be done, the sporadic resistance was completely extinguished. The Mostak people who were kneeling and begging for mercy put down their weapons and became prisoners of war. .

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Noxian levy army, led by Ultraman, invaded the camp of the Upol tribe. In the chaos, the barbarians could not organize an effective resistance, and were eventually annihilated by the soldiers of the levy army.

By the time Commander Brent arrived with Noxian soldiers, the night raid on the barbarian camp had ended, and all he could see was a string of bound barbarian captives and corpses everywhere, a blood-red fire blazing through the sky. In the meantime, Brent's eyes were fixed on a handsome man surrounded by everyone.

It seems that he noticed Brent's gaze. The man stopped talking to the person next to him, turned and walked towards Brent with a polite smile.

"Commander Brent, thank you for your support."