League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The Emerald collar, the eastern barracks, and the shadow crossbowmen's quarters are empty.

In the case of Lester's personal selection, the shadow crossbowmen has expanded to 65 members. The members include the survivors of the original Beinuoer village, and some serve in the Noxus Black Iron Guard. They have passed the test of loyalty and want to join them. of Noxians.

The conditions in the territory are sufficient. After decomposing the practice posture and creating an independent training method suitable for the killer, Lester began to select and train the shadow killer 'Night Blade'.

On this day, the shadow crossbowman, who had been practicing for a while, ushered in his first test.

To the south of Jade Land, inside the natural karst cave of the Shuoyin Mountains, it is pitch black.

The natural karst caves extending in all directions vary in width, height, and height. In addition, there is no light, and the visibility has reached the level of five fingers.

More than 60 people wore black blindfolds and walked forward in the dark. The goal was the source of the whistle that spread out from the depths of the cave.

The whistle sounded every thirty seconds. The sound waves were refracted by the stone walls, and the ethereal whistle echoed between the caves, making it difficult to determine the direction.

Many people have lost their sense of direction. After the whistle came back from behind, they turned around without knowing it. Some people tripped over the pothole under their feet and fell straight to the ground and screamed. distractions from others.

Regardless of the result, as long as the blindfolds that applied the detection magic were removed, or those who did not reach the source of the whistle within the specified time, they would lose this opportunity to join the Nightblade.

Morris stood there, not in a hurry.

After the rest of the people around him had left, and the general direction of the source of the whistle was determined, the young man began to move, feeling the darkness and walking towards the depths of the cave.

In the darkness, in addition to the whistle, there are also the sound of water droplets, footsteps, and gasps that interfere with one's judgment. In addition, the road surface and the top of the cave are uneven. If you can't protect yourself and master your balance, you will easily fall. Or bump into yourself, it can be said to be difficult.

In Lester's words, this trial tests environmental perception and body balance.

"The whistle blows every thirty seconds, and while I count, I have to catch in the silence the direction from which the whistle came first, and move resolutely in that direction, not to be echoed by the whistle and other Confused by the noise, you have to protect your vitals during the movement, not to be hindered by the stone cones above your head or the potholes under your feet..."

After trying to practice the "assassination technique" taught by Lester, Morris, whose senses and flexibility have improved a lot, has the confidence to complete the test.

For early revenge, he was willing to give everything he had.

After passing through three forks in a row, Morris was stunned when he heard a whistle coming from behind him.

At this moment, the whistle behind him had spread out, and two seconds later, another whistle came from the front right, towards the back.

Caught between the two whistles, Morris panicked and felt a little overwhelmed. When he came back to his senses, he had lost his sense of direction. backward.

"Why did the whistle come from behind me when I counted to the 30th second, and then from the front two seconds later? Which side?"

"Shuo'er~"

"Shh~"

After another two seconds, two whistles came from two directions, one after the other, and the confidence he had had disappeared. Facing the sudden and unknown situation, fine sweat began to appear on Morris's forehead.

Forcing himself to calm down, Morris, who had lost his way, simply sat cross-legged on the ground, put aside all the decisions just now, and reorganized his thoughts.

"First of all, it is certain that the two whistles before and after are definitely not the same whistle. Both are true, not echoes."

Through the breathing method in "Assassination Technique", Morris successfully calmed himself down and his mind started to work.

"Since they are all independent whistles, then one must be fake.

Before the trial, Lord Lester did not explain that there would be such a situation, so the extra whistle is likely to be an interference item used to increase the difficulty. It is definitely not accidental. The extra whistle test It is our ability to cope with emergencies,

In other words, there is a way to solve this, it is definitely not a dead end...

If two different people whistle, there must be subtle differences between them, so what did the whistle sound like at the beginning..."

"Shuo'er~"

"Shh~"

The two whistles came two seconds apart again, coming from both directions.

Standing up, Morris turned and walked behind him.

"Got you."

At noon, most of the members of the Shadow Crossbowmen left the cave and returned to the station with their heads lowered.

Meredith felt the magic fluctuations on the blindfold, and shook her head at Lester, indicating that no one was cheating.

Behind Leicester, there were only five people left.

Nodding in response to Meredith, Lester turned around with a serious face.

"You have successfully passed the first trial, but this is just the beginning."

The five people, including Morris, knelt on one knee indifferently, expressing their obedience.

"Next, I will teach you advanced 'assassination skills'. The next trial will be more difficult. Practice hard and don't let me down."

"Yes."

……

In Demacia, Blake, a refugee from Shurima, wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed bitterly.

It has been almost a month since the soldiers of Demacia took him to the quarry. Due to the lack of daily food supply, his body has lost a lot of weight, and his ribs are clearly visible~www.readwn.com~ Even if he is passive at work, he will still lose weight. I can't stand the damage to my body from working for a long time.

He couldn't find three Demacians who were willing to testify for him. He couldn't prove that he was not a Noxian spy. Black could only continue to swing his pickaxe every day in the open-air quarry of the Urus Mountains for Demacia. The city defense construction of the city voluntarily dedicates itself and contributes to it.

"Everyone stop! Come and gather!"

Hearing the overseer's voice coming from a distance, Blake dropped the blunt iron pick and timidly followed a dozen other people to the open space outside the quarry.

"Is that the yordle? What is she here for? Isn't she here to quarry stones?"

Noticing that standing in front of the overseer was the little dwarf who often followed behind General Oren, Black was a little puzzled.

"All line up and stand!"

A dozen people lined up loosely in two rows, looking listlessly at the Demacian quarry overseer who was going to toss again.

The yordle carrying a small round shield quickly came over, looked at the exhausted refugees one by one with serious eyes, and quickly stopped in front of Blake.

"I saw you in the border village of Demacia. After Oren led the team to settle here, you came from the east... You have been in Demacia for so long, and no one is willing to testify for you?"

"I have nothing, but they want a lot, so here I am."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, although he didn't know what a yordle who was not as tall as his own waist meant, the situation couldn't get any worse.

The yordle sighed and turned to the overseer.

"He's fine, I'll look at the others."

"Okay, Mr. Pochi."

"It's Poppy!"