League of Legends Millennium Warlord

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The function of Scarash is the same as that of a camel. There is a high hump on the back, and a large amount of fat is stored in the hump, which can allow Scalash to persist for more than a month under the condition of lack of water and food.

Shurima's desert boat, Skalash, has long legs, a head that resembles a bull, and a pair of curved horns on its forehead. Boats are also the main means of transportation on the continent of Shurima.

Lester didn't prepare too much food and water for himself. In Demacia, he had already experimented with his own limits. Relying on Elena's power, he only needed a very low amount of magic elements to maintain his own consumption. This is the only supernatural power he can use, so there is no need to think too much about food and water sources.

Go south along the eastern foot of the Giant God Mountain Range and walk on the yellow sand. To the east is the Shurima Desert. The temperature difference between day and night is huge. Searching for the oases further south at an unhurried pace, even the old Shurimans who call themselves 'living maps' dare not easily enter the Shurima, which symbolizes death, without many beasts. Rama Desert.

After a day's rest on the little oasis, before dark, Lester and old Babe set off again.

"Friend! It's dangerous to walk in the desert alone! Are you really not going with us?"

Also resting in the oasis, the middle-aged leader of the Shurima trade caravan once again issued an invitation.

"We are also going to Nerima Jie in the south. I think we can go together."

"No, thank you for your kindness."

With a wave of his hand, Lester stepped on the back of old Babe and disappeared on the horizon.

"Dad, why didn't that big brother come with us?"

The little girl with two pigtails shook the man's big hand.

"Dad, didn't you say the desert is dangerous?"

After a wry smile, the man touched his daughter's little head and said softly.

"The desert is really dangerous. Maybe it's that big brother who is not afraid of danger."

...

"Horrrrrrrrrr~"

Scarash instinctively took a few steps back and let out a quick, heavy breathing sound.

"Looks like there's something you're afraid of too."

With a few slaps on the neck of old Babe, Lester jumped off Scarash's back and took off the cold iron spear.

Under the bright moonlight, five sand tigers lowered their bodies from four directions to flank one person and one beast.

After undoing the cloth wrapping the cold iron spear, Lester once again comforted old Babe's head.

"Old man, just stay here, don't be afraid or run around, I'll keep you alive."

Not knowing if she understood the man's words, the old Babe snorted and stood still.

"Good man."

Holding the cold iron spear, Lester looked at the huge sand tiger like a calf. It seemed to be a family, with three small and two large. The largest sand tiger had a strong desire to attack.

From the outset, Leicester chose the most suitable targets for attack.

"Roar!

! "

The leading male sand tiger let out a very menacing roar. The sand tiger with its mouth wide open revealed its **** mouth. The stench of saliva dripped from the corner of its mouth. The green light that belonged to a carnivorous hunter was emitted from its eyes. attacked.

"die!"

The moonlight condensed at a point at the tip of the spear, and penetrated into the sand tiger's body from the mouth to smash the organs, and the largest sand tiger was killed instantly.

Turning around and throwing away the dead Sand Tiger, the gun barrel was drawn like a black dragon swinging its tail towards the Sand Tiger who was pounced on the old Babe.

Seeing that her husband and eldest son were killed by the enemy in the blink of an eye, the tigress wailed and turned and fled with her two children without hesitation. Lester did not pursue, but took out the skinning knife and took the tiger's skin and teeth. Down, desert tribes rarely circulate metal currency directly. In the desert, gold coins and gems cannot buy anything. The real hard currency is knives and clean water. Huya is the best material for making weapons and arrows.

Hanging his trophy on the back of the old Babe, Lester smiled and touched the completely relaxed Scalash's chin, Scalash took the initiative to arch the man, appearing to be more intimate than before.

"Come on, old Baby, our journey has just begun."

"Whoosh~"

...

Large sand scorpions hiding under sand dunes, Shurima vultures circling and fluttering in the sky looking for carrion, desert army ants, worms and savage sand beasts lurking in the quicksand...

These deadly hunters, which are enough to keep the Shurimans stunned, are transformed into useful parts, and are meekly hung by men on the tall Scarlash hump, witnessing with their lives who is the most ruthless and deadly hunter in the desert.

A simple animal tendon connects two animal skin luggage, scorpion stinger, dead eagle's black feather and bird beak, worm chitin carapace collide with each other friendly, telling each other's beautiful experience.

Except for the army ants surging like waves that make men have to flee, there seems to be nothing in the desert that can bring men danger. Old Babe, who understands this, even walks a little more. Unprecedented momentum~www.readwn.com~ Scars with a straight neck proudly carried his master and looked down on everything he saw. From a distance, it seemed like the same thing.

He has always seen the changes in the old Babe, and Lester is also thinking about whether the power of the runes in himself has changed Scarash or the smart Scarash realizes that he has a very powerful master. Be normal and confident.

The calm in the desert soon passed. On this day, Lester found the sand beast rider behind him. In the evening, thirteen ferocious bandits with various weapons surrounded him, letting the man with his head held high. Old Babe was frightened enough.

Glancing at the silent handsome man holding a long spear, before the eldest brother said a word, the eldest brother licked the snake-shaped dagger that was not coated with poison and threatened loudly.

"Look, a delicious pig walks alone in the desert. This must be a gift from the gods. I haven't eaten fresh meat for a long time..."

Oncoming is a big brother's love.

"Are you so stupid? Pork pigs can hang so many ghosts? Let's see which one you can beat?"

After being purified by his brother, the brown-haired, single-braided youth took a closer look, and finally found the beast part on Scarash's back. When his eyes were on the man with a gun again, the single-braided youth finally felt it. A chilling pressure tightened his rear buttocks, retracted his body and stopped talking.

"I think you're not talking to me when you surround me."

Lester glanced at the sand bandit and fixed his gaze on the bald man at the head.

"I've been with me for a day, should I lie down and have a good rest? I think this is a good place for you to sleep forever."