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"Dugan!" Kassadin opened his mouth and called the other party's name, but the man didn't seem to hear it, and just lowered his head and continued to board the ship.

Seeing this strange situation, Kassadin hurriedly greeted his companions, and then walked towards the familiar figure.

The closer he got to that figure, the more sure Kassadin was that this figure was Dugan, his neighbor from the same village.

Coming behind the figure, he raised his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder, and said with a big smile, "Dugan! Why are you willing to leave your son behind and run out by yourself!"

This way of greeting is very common for Shurima, especially Kassadin and Dugan.The same village always sees each other, pats on the shoulder, hugs or pranks are all common things.

But this time Dugan's reaction was somewhat beyond Kassadin's expectations. When his palm patted on his shoulder, Dugan seemed to have seen the most terrifying demon in the world.

In an instant, he collapsed on the ground, feces and urine poured out, and a stench instantly filled the surrounding air, causing the faces of the people who were about to board the ship to walk away involuntarily, so as not to contaminate their bodies with these foul-smelling substances.

Kassadin couldn't help being shocked when he saw this, he didn't understand that he just said hello, how could his friend have such a big reaction?

Fortunately, Kassadin has been walking in the desert all year round and has seen all kinds of people. He settled down and just glanced around, and found that although Dugan's state was caused by fright, the fright was definitely not caused by himself.

Quickly squatting down beside Dugan, barely controlling the other's hands waving wildly in front of him, Kassadin asked with concern:

"Dugan! Dugan! It's me, I'm Kassadin! Look clearly, I'm Kassadin!"

Perhaps it was Kassadin's familiar tone that made Dugan wake up from the panic in his heart. His panicked eyes gradually became brighter. After looking at Kassadin for a few times, he said as if he had suddenly realized:

"Kassadin? Are you Kassadin? It's you! I thought it was them!"

"who are they?"

This sentence was only asked by Kassadin subconsciously, but what he didn't expect was that his simple question seemed to open up the nightmare deep in Dugan's heart.

Without the slightest preparation from Kassadin, Dugan quickly got out of his control, then held his arms tightly, and heard Dugan say:

"Kassadin, listen to me, don't go home! Absolutely can't go home, it's too scary now, our home is gone."

"Now there are only two of us left in our house, let's run, they will definitely come to us!"

Dugan's words seemed a bit incoherent, but some of the key words still surprised Kassadin, and he held the opponent's arm with his backhand.

Kassadin roared bitterly: "Dugan! What are you talking about? Our home is gone? Where is my wife? Where is my daughter? How are they doing?"

Maybe it was Kassadin's ferocious face that made Dugan wake up. At this moment, tears welled up in the eyes of a big man, and he cried and said:

"I'm sorry, Kassadin. I know you don't want to believe it, but our hometown and our relatives are all gone, including your wife and daughter!"

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Kassadin tried to make a final struggle.

But the next words from his fellow villagers extinguished all his hopes, and he heard Dugan say: "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. Those bug-like creatures killed all the fellow villagers who dared to resist."

"I wanted to run out with my wife and children, but those bugs were running too fast. My wife couldn't keep up with my steps, so wow!!!!"

Dugan said that he looked sad at the end, and Kassadin couldn't help feeling lost.

At this time, Kassadin's companions in the distance rushed over when they saw what happened here, and they heard what Dugan just said.

The so-called bystanders are clear, one of the companions quickly grasped the loopholes in Dugan's words, and said comfortingly to Kassadin:

"Brother, don't you often tell us that your daughter is a very weird girl? Maybe she will take her mother to find a place to hide!"

The companion's words were like a bright light in the dark night, bringing a ray of light to Kassadin's dark heart.

He suddenly looked up at his companion, nodded and said with a surprised expression after a long while, "Yes, maybe Kai'Sa will find a place to hide."

"She used to play hide-and-seek with me, maybe she's really okay now. I'm going to save their mother and daughter, I'm going first!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran to his camel, pulled out a uniquely shaped weapon, left the pier, and set foot on the way home.

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Southeast Runeterra, near the southern foothills of the Icathian Peninsula.

For the Shurima people who have maintained the tribal life pattern for thousands of years, there may be many prosperous cities, but there are very few peaceful and comfortable villages.

Most of them are concentrated in the southern part of Shurima, at the foot of the eastern mountains of Mount Targon.

The initial members of the village were all people who escaped from the dark war thousands of years ago. They suffered from the war and migrated all the way to the southeast to the foot of the mountain to form villages.

Time flies, thousands of years have passed, and the people living in these villages have long forgotten that their ancestors came here to escape the war.

The only thing they know is that these villages are their homes for survival, even if they have become robbers, tomb robbers or thieves in order to survive in the desert.

But when they have wandered outside for a long time and returned to their hometown village, they will change into another look at that moment, warm, warm and approachable, and no one will connect them with those people who are begging for life on knife edge together.

However, everything changed completely a month ago. No one knew the reason for this change, and no one knew the result of this change anymore.

This is already the third day since Kassadin left the dock on the south bank of the Dawnboat. He has already drunk the water in the water bottle tied around his waist, except for the water he got from a tomb when he was a tomb robber. Apart from the long sword, there is nothing superfluous.

He still still remembers that when he saw this sword lying quietly in the funeral room, he felt that this sword seemed to be calling him strongly.

But when he left the tomb, the vague call had disappeared without a trace. It has been seven years now, and this sword has always been used by him as a self-defense.

And this long sword that cuts iron like mud has indeed allowed him to defeat those desperadoes in times of crisis for several merchants, and then spared his own life.

In front of him was a familiar Gobi hill, and on the other side of the hill was Kassadin's hometown, and he was already very weak now.

His pale and chapped lips indicated that he was seriously dehydrated at the moment, but even that couldn't stop Kassadin from moving forward.

Because my home is on the other side of the hill, maybe my daughter and wife are waiting for my rescue in a corner of my hometown.