League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"Carlos! Hide here obediently, don't make a sound! I'll lure those monsters away!"

"Brother Pfister, you must be well, we must live on!"

"Trust me, I'm your brother."

Opening his eyes suddenly, looking at the empty cellar, Carlos' eyes were a little sore.

The voice in the dream was the last time Carlos spoke to his brother. His brother had been away for a day and a night and hadn't returned until now. Carlos couldn't imagine where his brother had gone now.

Carlos, who took a nap for a while, didn't recover much. The hunger prompted Carlos to focus on the glass jar, which contained the last little food left, which Pfister managed to steal in the chaos. There are now very few left.

【Very hungry...】

Wanting to eat himself into his stomach, Carlos gritted his teeth, pinched the remaining crumbs of bread with muddy water with two fingers, and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

The bitter rye bread mixed with sawdust gave off a disgusting smell after being soaked in dirty water. Even so, after Carlos felt a false sense of fullness from his abdomen, Carlos felt that he had just eaten Lost the supreme delicacy.

Now even the supreme delicacy is gone, except for rags and rotten boards, there is nothing in the cellar. Carlos knows that whether he goes out to find food or finds his brother, he must get out of here. To stay in the cellar is to die.

"There seems to be no movement outside, have the monsters left?"

Carlos climbed up the short ladder and looked at the quiet room through the cracks in the planks. At some point, the outside world became extremely silent, with no horrible screams, no roars of monsters, and no limbs being torn apart. The sound of swallowing and chewing, there is no sound outside now, as if everyone, or the whole world, is dead, quiet and strange.

The fear of the unknown, which was far beyond what a teenager could bear, overwhelmed Carlos' determination. Carlos shrank his head, he hesitated.

"Maybe I'll wait for my brother to come back. He's a swordsman that the soldiers value. Maybe the soldiers have already started to organize a counterattack. I'm going out now to add chaos..."

Cautiously climbing down the short ladder, Carlos tightened the belt around his stomach, which would relieve his hunger.

The boy closed his eyes and tried to get through the tough days by resting, but the scene of the monster devouring Pfister kept appearing in his uncalmable mind.

"In case Brother Pfister has died outside, do I have to wait here until I die?"

Opening his eyes annoyed, Carlos patted his cheek, feeling a little ashamed of his cowardice just now.

"I have to go out and find out what's going on. Just be careful, and I'll escape back later. If I really encounter a monster... Aha, just die, anyway, it's meaningless to live like this..."

Climbing up the short ladder again, Carlos opened the locked partition above his head and came to the dilapidated house.

Unlike the cellar, where the air is not so good, the air outside is filled with a nauseous smell.

Carlos opened the half-hidden wooden door, poked his head out and glanced at the street. There was no one on the street, and there were only blood and mud that could not even distinguish body tissues.

"vomit…"

Covering his retching mouth, Carlos retreated into the room, closed the wooden door, and breathed calmly.

The unknown place he was in was the slave barracks of Fort Brewster. The slave barracks were built not far from the barracks, where slaves and servants serving the imperial soldiers lived.

He and his elder brother are the servants of the imperial sergeant Puston. On weekdays, his elder brother is responsible for carrying the heavy weapons and equipment of the sergeant, assisting the master Puston to put on the armor, and breaking the master's rear when necessary on the battlefield, and Carlos himself Relying on his own wit, he was responsible for feeding the horses, washing, washing and cooking, taking care of Sergeant Preston's private property, and doing some chores.

Logically speaking, the slave barracks not far from the military camp should be the easiest area to be rescued, but now the slave barracks are dead silent...

Thinking of the worst possibility, Carlos' face turned pale.

"Could it be that Master Bing can't defeat those monsters that eat people? Or, we have been abandoned?"

Carlos, who was at a loss, froze in place, but he didn't know that the crystal alienator who was sensitive to blood had noticed him.

"Hiss...so hungry..."

The moment he found Carlos, the Alienator jumped onto the roof and ran towards Carlos.

…

The time went back to three minutes ago.

"My lord, can you hurry up? My younger brother is hiding not far ahead, please, please save my younger brother!"

"Smelly brat, why are you talking to the military master of the Emerald Leader? If you know it, you know it, you know it, it's a fart! If you run out of strength, you go to deal with those monsters? I think you are not good enough, little bastard! Blind to have you and another little piece of trash as my minions...

Hey, military lord, general, don't bother with this life-or-death brat, don't take it to heart, we still focus on ensuring our physical strength, so as not to encounter those monsters from the underworld, it will be difficult to deal with..."

Slapping his servant's head hard, Sergeant Puston, the castle defender, smiled obsequiously at the leader, General Heijia.

"When these monsters from the underworld are expelled, I don't know if the military lord will be honored. I, Puston, will definitely treat the military lord well."

Not daring to show his anger on his face, knowing that he had offended his savior, the distraught Pfister lowered his head.

He was deceived by Puston. Puston was not as brave and fearless as he had shown before, and he did not have the spirit of an imperial soldier at all. Puston was just a coward and villain who bullied the weak and feared the hard. It's a fake!

Sometimes flattering and submissive to the black-armored soldiers like a domestic dog, sometimes scolding and insulting himself from above, after being rescued by the black-armored soldiers, Pfister hated his former master to death, and swore to use his life Guardian Imperial Sergeant.

But what if he hated? The emerald leader treats the people of the empire equally, and Puston can still live freely. He is still a servant without any reputation and ability. Even if he pays the price of his life, it may be difficult to obtain the status of an imperial soldier.

Caught between the two, Master Master, the vanguard commander of the Dark Guard, couldn't help but sneer when he heard that Preston wanted to reward him.

"The lord asked us to come here to save the people, not to oppress the people of the empire. Your Excellency Puston, there is no need to treat guests. The military order is in the body, so I will not obey it...

The whole team listens! Speed ​​up! Rescue survivors along the way! "

Puston's complexion was not very good-looking. Puston, who had his hot face pressed against his cold butt, smiled awkwardly, looked at Pfister coldly, and stopped talking.

He doesn't care about the worm's dissatisfaction. Compared to the old soldier Puston who can't find the slightest bit of attractiveness all over his body, Master prefers the young Pfister whom Puston looks down on.

He could see the warrior's longing from the eyes of the young Pfister, this kind of desire will make the warrior chase after glory and power, and spurn the cowardly behavior, this kind of gaze is something that every proud emerald collar soldier will have,

Walking all the way from the southern border of the empire, all he saw and heard were some contemptible and despised imperial cowards, and he couldn't find a real warrior at all. Preston was the epitome of corruption in the imperial soldiers, but he never expected that he could get from An uncut jade was found in the garbage dump.

Because of this, Master didn't care about Pfister's slight offense. Instead, he quickened his pace. The enchanted heavy armor weighing a hundred catties on his body didn't look bloated and clumsy at all, but instead made his body taller and taller. , the heavy armored stomach stepped on the stone road, emitting a breathtaking oppressive force.

"Little guy, we'll do our best."

"My lord, thank you so much!"

Unexpectedly, the military master of the Emerald Leader would choose to speak for himself. Pfister's eyes lit up, and he regained his confidence and sense of belonging to the empire, but this time the sense of belonging did not belong to Grand Duke Timothy, but only to Emerald collar.

【This is the courage that an imperial soldier should have. If the emerald collar can rule this land, my brother and I will definitely be able to stand out on the battlefield. Maybe mom and dad don’t have to die...】

Just when Pfister felt a little lost, a roar came from a hundred meters away.

"General Master, there are demons from the underworld!"

Knowing where it was, Pfister's face turned pale, and he quickened his pace. Preston's face showed a look of horror, and his footsteps couldn't help but pause. Only Master, the leader, took a deep breath and pulled out his hands. The sword made a charging gesture.

For a moment, Pfister and Preston couldn't catch their breath under the pressure of Master, who was already imposing. The two followed their instincts and stayed away from Master to feel better.

"Blood enchantment."

Whispering the spell in a low voice, the dark red blood energy attached to Master's body under the blessing of the enchanted armor, forming a translucent scarlet shield.

"break out!"

"Peng!"

The compressed blood energy formed a backward shock wave, and Master, who turned into a **** light, began to charge. The heavy armored soldiers smashed through all obstacles along the way like an ancient beast, whether it was a wooden house or a marble house. , the obstacles on the path of Master's charge collapsed one after another.

"This, what kind of power is this!? God! Is this really a power that humans can master?"

Pushed to the ground by the aftermath of the shock wave, Preston stared blankly at Master who had disappeared from sight, trembling in his heart.

If it is hit directly, it will die, right? No, it will directly become blood foam, right? What kind of army can defeat such a monster?

Pfister, who also rolled and fell to the ground, had a look of hope on his face.

"Brother, you must be safe and sound!"

The wide-eyed Carlos held his breath and shrank in the corner of the cellar, not daring to move.

The wooden roof less than half a meter from the top of the head made a crunching and trampling sound, and the erratic footsteps refused to leave the room like maggots attached to the bones.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute.

His face gradually turned red, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and his brain even felt dazed and dizzy. Carlos, who was holding his breath, had reached the limit of his patience, and his lung lobes, which were eager for oxygen, were about to explode.

【If I listen to my brother, I'm afraid I don't have to die】

Completely giving up hope of life, Carlos closed his eyes, and let out the stale air that he had been holding back for a minute and a half.

"Eat... eat you!!"

"Snapped!"

An arm with purple crystal spots pokes off the solid wooden board like piercing water-soaked paper. It is less than half a meter away from Carlos's head. With a swing of the Alienist's wrist, the iron claws smashed through the wooden board along the way Grabbed straight towards Carlos' head.

"No! I didn't see my brother! I can't die yet!"

Carlos opened his eyes abruptly.

Maybe it was the last obsession in his heart that made the boy break through the limits of his body, or maybe he realized some kind of secret between life and death. Carlos suddenly felt that the time in front of him seemed to slow down, and the sound of the monster's breathing gradually disappeared.

Obviously, the purple claw that could easily scratch his head was less than 30 centimeters away from him, but his moving speed was extremely slow, so slow that he knew how to dodge it.

【How to avoid it? How should I escape? Shift your head to the left and squat quickly, I can dodge! Wait, **** it, the world has become so slow, why can't I move? 】

Trying to move his body, Carlos desperately found that, like the slow-moving claw, his body seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to change significantly.

This means that time is fair for both him and the monster, and no one is faster than the other.

The world in front of him has slowed down, he can see the movement of the claws clearly, he knows that he should squat to the left to avoid the attack, he knows, but the body can't do it,

He will still die.

It's almost like...a fateful ending.

"Dongdong... Dongdong... Dongdong..."

As Carlos' heart beat faster and faster, the slow world gradually accelerated, and the dark purple palm that was destined to scratch his head approached him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fifteen centimeters, ten centimeters, five centimeters...

Carlos stared wide-eyed, watching desperately as the sharp nails pierced his eyes.

"Aww!!"

At the moment when death was about to come, Chi Chi's claws that were close at hand quickly retracted as if out of control. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Carlos watched helplessly as the fatal attack disappeared suddenly, and the stagnant expression in the boy's eyes The world is finally back to normal.

Carlos, who had exhausted all his strength, his legs went limp, collapsed to the ground, and passed out directly.

Above the cellar, Master stared coldly at the crystal alienator who had been knocked through the wall by him, and set up the magic steel two-handed sword in his hand.

"Do you know who you are?"

Getting up from the pile of rubble, the crystal-alienated man trembled in pain a few times, and let out an indecipherable roar.

"It hurts! It hurts! I hate it! Eat! Eat you!"

After getting a disappointed answer, Master no longer hesitated and rushed towards the enemy.

Five seconds later, the alienated person's body was cut into four sections, and the growing head was stomped into a pulp.

Glancing around, Master took out the syringe from his pocket and took a needle sample from the dead alienated body.