People in the League, Masters of Time Management

I just went to bed half an hour earlier than usual last night, and as a result, so many strange and ulterior things happened?

bad...

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At night, Mubai left the house alone.

In order to persuade a certain three girls not to follow, he spent a lot of money.

Lux - Come again after returning to Xiongdu, but be gentle, and you have to pause when you see her roll her eyes.

Kashina - go shopping with her all day, let her suck up the demonic energy.

Sona - play the piano together, drink some milk to relax after playing.

"After this round, I have to lie down for ten and a half months..."

With a wry smile, Mu Bai walked into the wheat field where Quinn was attacked last night.

At that time, the surroundings were silent, and there was no fire in sight, only the faint moonlight shining down.

The scarecrow in the wheat field has disappeared, leaving only a few greedy crows hanging on the branches.

The pair of red eyes are a bit permeable.

Mu Bai wrapped his coat tightly and couldn't help shivering.He walked slowly to the middle of the wheat field, and then released the energy of peeking at the devil.

A single human being.

A human being with fear in his heart...

Not long after, the breeze picked up, and the calm wheat field began to rattle, as if something was scurrying wildly in places invisible to the naked eye, pushing the unattended wheat out of the way.

The "road" continued to extend, and finally stopped at Mubai's feet.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Bai's vision became even darker.

A hoarse voice sounded in his ear:

"I see you...can you see yourself..."

"Can you see...your pride...your past...your...sorrow..."

"Clothes... newly cut clothes for her..."

Mu Bai frowned.Countless pictures flooded into his brain, and he saw the tailor grandmother who lived in Presidium, Ionia.

He saw her brutally murdered by black magic... because he lured LeBlanc to Presidium...

"Help me... big brother..."

"The alchemy factory is exploding...it was you...your sword pierced the chemical storage..."

Mu Bai saw another little girl covered in scorched black—he had seen her before in the alchemy factory in Piltover.

At that time, the alchemist slaves were wreaking havoc in the city...he fought them in the factory...

"Why are you coming so slowly...if you come quickly...my leg will be saved..."

"Are you resting... Are you tired... My leg was eaten by a monster..."

Mu Bai saw another warrior who lost his lower body—the warrior who performed the mission with Yasuo.

His legs got eaten by void creatures... that's when... went to the forest with Kai'Sa to rescue Yasuo...

"You only care about your own glory... but you never regret and blame yourself for the mistakes you made..."

"Your success is stained with blood...your glory is sprinkled with sacrifice..."

"You are not a hero...you are just a selfish sinner..."

Countless bloody accusations echoed in Mu Bai's ears, and he finally felt a trace of fear—fear of himself.

So he... raised his sword.

A sword stabbed out, hitting the target.

He opened his eyes, grinned, and laughed with a trembling voice:

"Tell me, Fiddlesticks... Does fear itself bleed?"

Chapter 117 Madman and Fear

The long sword pierced the scarecrow, and the arc flickered in the wheat field.

At this moment, Mubai is extremely grateful to Ahri—the skill of immunity to mind control, which is effective against Fiddlesticks' fear.

Although the fear cannot be completely suppressed, at least it can barely maintain reason.

"You're right, Fiddlesticks..."

Mu Bai slowly twisted the blade, his pale smile looked a bit piercing against the moonlight.

"My success is stained with blood, and my glory is stained with sacrifice. But... I have a clear conscience."

click -

The sword slashed heavily, cutting the scarecrow in half, and countless straws and sawdust danced in the night sky.

It's a pity that this scarecrow is not Fiddlesticks, but a monster made by mixing fear energy with ordinary scarecrows.

After the scarecrow was eliminated, the surroundings returned to calm, but the sky in the distance suddenly changed—innumerable red lights lit up in the darkness.

It was a crow with fierce eyes.

They are greedy, they are hateful, they are hungry, they are hungry for food...

"Soft is not good, are you going to be hard..."

Mu Bai put away the Statik Electric Blade, and took off the Darkborn Demon Sword with his backhand.

"Time to work, Aatrox."

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At the same time, inside the Darkborn Demon Sword.

Two groups of spirit bodies are suffering from Fiddlesticks' mental attack.

Those sharp accusations made Volibear painful. He "saw" Ornn, Anivia, and countless mortals who had died at his hands.

"Stand back, you damn souls!"

"Your scars and deaths have nothing to do with me, you asked for it!"

"The will of the gods is above all else! Why don't you follow my will, why don't you return to the wild!"

At first, Volibear was able to rely on his own will and faith to resist the fear, but over time, he couldn't stand it anymore.

More and more questions linger in his ears, and more and more innocent souls hover in his eyes.

"Go away...you stupid things..."

"It was you who disobeyed the will of the gods..."

"Thunder is rolling in the sky, it's all God's punishment..."

Volibear couldn't take it anymore.And the more frightened he is, the greater the number of vengeful souls and the stronger their power, which eventually makes him more frightened... It's like an endless loop that cannot be broken.

God, there are also things to be afraid of.

But... the madman didn't.

"Ah... blame, resentment, anger, fear, cursing, death... what a wonderful existence..."

Aatrox burst out laughing, in stark contrast to Volibear's antics of trembling with fear.

He Aatrox is not afraid of the murder of a ghost.

On the contrary, he felt unprecedented joy—how exciting and good it is to be able to relive the process of destroying the world!

The uglier those innocent souls died and the more miserable their screams, the happier he was.

"Hahahaha! Call it louder, you useless maggots!"

"Show me your entrails! Your carrion! Your husks!"

"Ah... Twilight Protoss——! I hate, I hate! I hate why I couldn't tear you to pieces!"

"I'm going to cut your head off! Cut off your spine! Mince your flesh!"

"Your deaths make me happy! Your screams make me so happy that I can't sleep at night! I want to kill you again, a thousand times, it's not enough—!"

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In the Darkborn Demon Sword, two groups of spirits fight against ancient fears in two completely different ways.

Outside of the Darkborn Demon Sword, less than a second has passed in the real world.

Just as Mu Bai grasped the Darkborn Demon Sword tightly, Aatrox's energy and voice came out at the same time:

"Interesting maggot... go kill it, human! Let me see what a corrupt soul hides under that straw!"

"You come and I come?" Mu Bai subconsciously asked.

"Heh, do you expect to rely on me for the rest of your life?" Aatrox smiled mercilessly, "Don't let me underestimate you, senior maggot... take my strength and go kill it That damned low-level maggot!"

"Okay." Mu Bai didn't shirk, and readily accepted the opponent's dark descendant power.

In an instant, the firepower was fully fired.

Devil horns, devil wings, devil arms, void carapace... All kinds of evil things grow wildly.

Mubai in his full form has the power not to lose to a demigod.

The group of crows in the distance also sensed this terrifying aura, and immediately rushed at full speed with their wings flapping.

Thousands of pairs of scarlet eyes glowing in the night sky - like clouds of ghostly fire - are not real crows, but... the energy of fear.

They're following the sound... that deep, booming sound that's been lurking at the very bottom...

Mu Bai shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself awake.

What followed was an extremely bloody killing feast.

Every time the Darkborn Demon Sword was swung, several or even dozens of crows were cut in half, black feathers and red blood scattered all over the ground, dyeing the entire wheat field a strange purple.

The crow is whining, the sword light is flickering, the flesh and blood are trembling...

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The crows flying all over the sky made the whole Irwindale dark.

The townspeople closed their doors and windows and prayed secretly, hoping that the evil spirits in the darkness would not break in.

Quinn also noticed this terrifying vision, and immediately put on his equipment and walked out of the house, ready to go to support Mubai.

Walking on the street with her, there are those loyal rangers and three girls.

"I have to take back what I said earlier..." Darling the green tooth guard looked at the dark sky, his legs couldn't stop shaking, "This is definitely not a black magician... This is not a scene that humans can create..."

"Mr. Mubai may be in danger..." Quinn said in a deep voice, "We can't just watch like this..."

Everyone nodded at the same time.

Although they were terrified, very terrified, they did not want to sit still, let alone let Mu Bai suffer this suffering alone.

Demacian warriors have always played the role of protectors!

"You promised Mubai not to take risks." Kashina secretly said to Lacus and Sona, "You two just stay here, I'll just go."

"Didn't you also agree to Mubai, sister Kashina?" Lacus laughed jokingly.

[That's right, I've seen it all. ] Sona also quickly gestured in sign language.

"..." Kashina was speechless for a moment.

Now that we've talked about this, let's break the contract together.

"Come on, everyone."

Quinn fully pulled the string of the crossbow, and then strode towards the black mist made up of crows.