League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Seeing Meredith's black patterned robe, the more than a dozen villagers of Nuoer Village who were bound were instantly desperate. Several women even burst out with tears and snot, and there were a few more urination in the warehouse. odor and stench.

"They are, the villagers of Nuoer Village? Why are the villagers tied up?"

A boy with a small dagger looked puzzled.

Meredith shook his head.

"They are not the villagers of Noel Village. They are traitors. They are traitors who want to betray Noxus. After Lord Lester gave an order, they chose to escape, so they appeared here."

With a cruel smile on his face, Meredith's voice sounded particularly gloomy.

"Compared to other people, you are very good, but this is not enough, far from enough,

Now you are still far from being able to compete with the gangsters of the Headless Bandit, and even you may not be able to bear the **** smell and killing burden that you have never experienced. Fortunately, these are all thought of by the great Lord Lester, he is so in love with you. "

The female mage turned her body sideways, her sinister face a little scary.

"These traitors are your first whetstones. You must kill these despicable traitors with your own hands to prove that you really have the courage to follow Lord Lester to face the bandits."

"Ohh Ohh ohh!!"

The bound villagers of Nuoer Village struggled violently again. Looking at the unarmed villagers under their feet, several young people couldn't bear it.

"If we choose not to..."

Before the young man Alsop could finish speaking, the sound of the sword being drawn rang out, and a sharp blade pierced straight into the neck of the female villager, bursting with blood.

In the pool of blood, the eyes of the female villager gradually dimmed, but the girl pulled out the sword and inserted it again with a frown.

Meredith watched in amazement at the girl who moved her hands faster than her mouth, and couldn't help but choked.

The first time to kill, is this girl really not afraid?

"This one is already dead, Master Mage, I still need to kill a few more. Can I kill them all?"

After confirming that the female villager was dead, Margaret drew her long sword and looked at Meredith blankly.

"You...you...really..."

Epsol took a step back, no longer curious and affectionate, and looked at the girl with a face full of fear.

"No, it's enough to kill one."

Stopping the girl who was about to move, Meredith was really afraid that the cold-blooded girl in front of her would kill all the traitors alone.

"Okay."

She tore off the villager's clean cloth. Margaret wiped the long sword and threw it aside. The girl put the sword in its scabbard and stood aside.

Intimidated by the girl's aura, the rest of them couldn't do anything for a while.

'Killing decisively, summing up experience in killing, this is a talent, and Lord Lester will definitely like her. ’

With no expression on his face, Meredith quietly released a tranquility technique, and the depression and fear in the hearts of the boy and girl gradually receded.

"If you can't make a move, just leave. I won't stop you."

Meredith looked at the boy who was talking to him just now and said lightly.

"Lord Lester has given you full freedom of choice. If you can't even deal with unarmed traitors, how can you expect you to face the most vicious robbers, and you will only be defeated by stupid kindness on the battlefield. Kill my colleagues, make a choice, don't waste my time."

Gritting his teeth, Epsol turned to glance at the closed warehouse door, still pulled out the short knife in his hand, and came to a man.

"I'm sorry, when you run away, you should be prepared to be caught, don't hate me."

A knife stabbed into the man's heart, and Epsol stretched out his hand to close the man's stubborn eyes and backed away silently.

'Although this young man can't bear it, he can still overcome the obstacles in his heart. In addition, the knife is very stable. He should often use a short knife to deal with livestock, not bad. ’

Seeing that the two of them made a move, the rest of the boys and girls also became ruthless and pulled out their weapons to find the target of their first slaughter in their lives.

The flower of life fades away.

Weepers, griefers, laughters, madmen, indifferent ones…

Meredith opened the warehouse door, and a strong **** aura burst out from the confined space.

Behind her, there was a carnival like venting. The female mage felt a little cold and looked up at the sky, but the moon could not be seen in the sky.

She understands that perhaps after this moment, there will be many more monsters in the dark warehouse behind her, and she also understands that she should respect and... fear Lester even more.

The real creator of the monster, named Lester.

From beginning to end, he just gave himself a few orders...

On the other hand, Lester, who organized the excavation work between the villagers and the Noxian levy, found the centurion Ultraman who had returned to Noel Village.

"Call a few people over, and I'll tell you how to make a rope-pulling horse trap. In a while, you can take someone to make a few more people, and put them in the position I told you before. There is no room for error."

The four-meter-long thick wooden sticks sharpened at one end were placed in a row, and Lester tied them with several long hemp ropes, and the longest thick wooden stick was tied horizontally to the end of the long thorn row. At the end, there are three long ropes in a row of long thorns, which are pulled by three people at the same time, and the wooden stick at the bottom can be lifted quickly, which plays the role of repelling the horse.

The principle is very simple, Ultraman and several other disabled veterans of Noxus can understand it at a glance, but few people can think of such an application, and everyone can't help but marvel at Lester's creativity.

Although the long rope was prepared in the immortal fortress, it was sufficient for use at this time.

After doing all this, Lester turned and walked towards the relatively flat heights on the mountain.

During the journey, from time to time there were male villagers carrying a bundle of long branches or thick tree trunks as they walked up.

On the high ground, the carpenters in the village of Nuoer were sweating cutting the wood, while the rest of the young people helped with the processing. The wooden guns more than two meters long were thrown on the ground at will, and on the other side was a pile of wood. One meter five long spear.

"How many wooden guns and spears can you make by tomorrow morning?"

Facing Lester's question, the carpenter in Noel Village answered honestly.

"You can make about 30 wooden spears. The requirements for flying spears are not very high, and it should be able to reach 60."

"Not enough. By noon tomorrow, we must have at least 100 wooden spears and at least 200 flying spears. Can you do that?"

With a look of difficulty on his face, the carpenter opened his mouth and didn't speak.

"I'll send you another 100 people, can you do it?"

The carpenter didn't hesitate any longer, and said firmly.

"no problem."

Having done everything, Lester spoke to a male mage who had been following behind him.

"What is your name?"

The male mage bowed.

"Sir, my name is Urza."

"Is there any magic that can communicate remotely between your mages?"