League of Legends God-level Summoner

The city of Jacob was quiet.

Of course, this is the scene an hour ago.

At this time, the city of Jacob was already full of flames, cries and cries joined together, and the ground was stained with scarlet blood everywhere.

Brent felt the trouble of knocking from door to door, so he simply set the country on fire.

After all, most of the residents of Jacob City still live in thatched huts. If one family is on fire, the fire will soon spread to the next one. Each family will pass the fire over, and Jacob City will soon fall into it. In a sea of ​​flames.

"Go over there to gather together! Hurry up!!" Brent carried a **** axe in his hand, followed by a group of crawling beasts, shouting at the people who had just escaped from the hut.

Some people who haven't figured out the situation, at the moment Liushen Wuzhu obediently obeyed Brent's command, while some had doubts in their hearts and refused to pass, Brent carried an axe forward and smashed his forehead.

Under Brent's cruel methods, finally, most of the residents of Jacob City have gathered in the clearing at the foot of the mountain to the south, densely crowded with a large group of people, even some in order to escape from the fire. People who have not had time to put on clothes.

Standing in front of the crowd was King Franks of Jacob City, whose castle was lit by Brent himself.

"Brent! What are you doing!!!" Franks trembled with anger at this time. His country was plunged into a sea of ​​flames. All of his people's residences were burned down by a fire, and even more people were killed on the spot. Death, this brutal behavior made him angrily, almost spitting out old blood.

"Father, don't be impulsive. Calm down first." Fred stood by his side and supported him.

"Guard! Guard! Kill all the demons who rushed in!" Franks calmed down at this time, and directed hundreds of soldiers in soft armor behind him to step forward.

However, an army composed of only three-star brass or even less powerful samurai, the combat power is too weak, almost immediately after rushing up, it was swept away by dozens of creeping beasts behind Brent .

"This..." Franks' heart was dripping blood, and the troops he carefully cultivated, in front of this group of people, ghosts and ghosts, failed even a round before they could not survive.

"Haha, isn't it okay to be my puppet obediently? Why do you have to tear your face." Brent walked forward with a grinning grin, holding an axe.

"Brent! For the sake of my father's treatment of you in the past, stop this meaningless massacre!" Fred took a long sword and crossed in front of his father.

"Treat me not thin, ha ha ha, is the way to treat me not thin is to make the whole city want me? Is it too late to beg for mercy?"

"Okay, let's play again, all the experimental subjects will be killed for you." At this time, a cold voice came from behind Brent, causing Brent's triumphant cheek to suddenly converge. , He hurried back and bowed to Carlos who was wearing a windbreaker, "Master Carlos, most of the residents of Jacob City have been driven here, and the guys in the remaining city may also be The fire burned to death."

The residents of Jacob City saw Brent bend against another man, and suddenly believed that he was the one speaking here, so many residents knelt forward and pleaded bitterly.

"My lord, the residents of our small towns have never done anything bad, please let us go."

"Yeah, sir, I have to raise my seniors and juniors..."

Brent brought his axe forward with a fierce look, "Shut up all the **** to Lao Tzu!! Otherwise, I will kill you!!"

At this time Carlos reached out and stopped Brent, "Idiot, did I let you talk?"

"Yes... I'm sorry, Carlos." Brent sweated down his forehead.

Carlos turned his head again and looked at a group of people who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy with a smile. He pushed his glasses and said, "Of course we can let you go. We have no grievances in the past, and we have no grudges recently. I just want to trouble everyone for a small favor."

As he said, he put the suitcase in his hand on the ground and opened it, pointing to the syringe inside and said, "Line up to get one, one for each person, just stick it on the arm."

"Is it enough just to do this? Will we be free by doing this?" someone asked aloud.

"Of course, as long as you cooperate, how can I bear to hurt you." Carlos smiled warmly.

Finally, a strong man in the crowd walked out, took the syringe and stuck it directly on his arm, and then looked at Carlos with some doubts.

"You are free." Carlos spread his hands, and then the strong man left the crowd alone and walked toward the mountains, but no one stopped him.

Seeing that the strong man could leave with just a needle, a group of people rushed up, "Give me one! Give me one!!!" shouted like this.

Obviously it was something more dangerous than before. The small syringe contained a medicine that was enough to make people mutate, and if the mutation was unsuccessful, it would violently die, but everyone started to fight.

"Sometimes, letting someone do something does not necessarily require violence." Carlos pushed his glasses and glanced at Brent.

"Yes... yes." Brent wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Under the rush of everyone, the mutant potions were quickly robbed, and they were all stuck on their arms.

"Okay, you are all free." Carlos picked up the suitcase from the ground and raised his wrist to look at the time.

"Master Carlos... Then let them go back?"

"Go back?" Carlos gently hooked the corners of his mouth~www.readwn.com~ They couldn't go away, as long as they took the potion, their bodies would begin to mutate within three minutes. As for what it will mutate into, this is also the data that Master Mondo entrusted me to record. We only need to wait here quietly for these three minutes. "

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In the absence of restrictions on freedom of people, most of the residents began to flee to themselves, and their homes could not be returned. They had been destroyed by the fire. Out of instinctive fear, they could only go deep into the mountains. In.

This group of lunatics should stay away from them as far as possible, and the strength of those creeping beasts is daunting.

Just as the residents of Jacob City were evacuating quickly, Fred also took advantage of the chaos to support his father, and followed the crowd back.

They didn't use that potion, they just mixed in the crowd, and when Carlos said they could leave, they also mixed in the crowd and left.

"My country..." Franks' voice was trembling a little at this time.

He really couldn't believe that he was fine a few hours ago and hadn't given birth to anything, and a few hours later, a fire destroyed his country, not to mention, it even ruined his people.

"Father, it's not the time to say this. Let's leave. The farther we go, the better. These guys probably came from Zu'an. With our current strength, even if all the people are united in one mind, there is no way. Fight against them." Fred persuaded.

Although a country was destroyed in an instant, which was a life-long humiliation for him as a prince, there is no way to save him.

There were only two options for him and the king. One was to escape to the mountains with the crowd, and the other was to turn back and die.