League of Legends God-level Summoner

Everything in Jacob's City was quiet.

Of course, this was the scene an hour ago.

At this time, Jacob's City was already in flames, with cries and cries, and the blood stains everywhere on the ground were stained with a layer of scarlet.

Brent found it troublesome to knock on doors 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 house catches fire, the fire will quickly spread to the next house. Each house will pass the fire to it, and Jacob City will soon be plunged into chaos. into a sea of ​​fire.

"Everyone gather over there! Hurry up!!" Brent held a bloody ax in his hand, followed by a group of reptiles, and shouted loudly to the people who had just escaped from the hut.

Some people who had not yet figured out the situation were confused and obeyed Brent's instructions obediently. However, some people who had doubts in their hearts and refused to let go, were struck in the forehead by Brent with an axe.

Under Brent's cruel methods, finally, most of the residents of Jacob City had gathered in the open space at the foot of the south mountain. There was a dense group of people, and some even tried to escape from the fire. People who didn't have time to put on clothes.

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

"Brent! What are you doing!!" Franks was trembling with anger at this time. His country was plunged into a sea of ​​fire. All the residences of his people were burned down by a fire, and some people were killed on the spot. Death, this cruel act made him so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

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

"Guards! Guards! Kill all these demons who have just barged in!!" Franks was still calm at this time, directing hundreds of soldiers behind him in soft armor to come forward.

However, the combat effectiveness of an army composed of warriors with only three-star brass or even lower strength was too weak. Almost as soon as they rushed forward, they were wiped out by dozens of reptiles behind Brent. .

"This..." Franks' heart was bleeding. The troops he had carefully cultivated were defeated in front of this group of inhumane guys without even being able to last a single round.

"Haha, why don't you just be my puppet? Why do you have to tear your face apart?" Brent walked forward with a grin, holding an axe.

"Brent! For the sake of my father's kindness to you in the past, stop this senseless massacre!" Fred held a long sword in front of his father.

"Treat me well, hahaha, the way to treat me well is to make the whole city want me? Is it too late to beg for mercy now?"

"Okay, if you keep playing, you will kill all the experimental subjects." At this time, a cold voice came from behind Brent, and Brent's ecstatic face suddenly became restrained. , he hurriedly retreated, bowed to Carlos, who was wearing a windbreaker, and said, "Sir Carlos, most of the residents in Jacob City have been driven here, and the remaining guys in the city may also be driven here. The fire burned him to death.”

When the residents of Jacob City saw Brent talking down to another man, they immediately concluded that he was the one talking here, so many residents came forward and knelt on the ground, begging bitterly.

"Sir, the residents of our small town have never done anything bad. Please let us go."

"Yes, sir, I have seniors and juniors who all want me to raise them..."

Brent stepped forward with an ax in his hand and said with a ferocious expression, "Shut the hell up!! Or I'll chop you to death!!"

At this time, Carlos stretched out his hand to stop Brent, "Idiot, did I let you speak?"

"Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Carlos." Brent sweat dropped from his forehead.

Carlos turned his head again and looked at a group of people kneeling on the ground begging for mercy with a smile. He pushed up his glasses and said, "Of course we can let you go. We have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent times. We are looking for you to come here today." I just want to ask you all to do a small favor."

As he spoke, he placed the suitcase in his hand on the ground and opened it, pointing to the syringes inside and said, "Come in line to get them, one for each person, and just stick it on your arm."

"Is it enough to just do this? Can we gain freedom 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 from the crowd came out, took the syringe and stabbed it directly in his arm, then looked at Carlos with some confusion.

"You're 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 after just one injection, a group of people rushed up, shouting "Give me one! Give me one!!"

It was obviously something more dangerous than before. The small syringe contained a medicine that was enough to mutate people, and if the mutation failed, they would die violently, but it made everyone start to scramble for it.

"Sometimes, you don't have to use violence to make others do something." Carlos pushed up his glasses and glanced sideways at Brent.

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

Under the rush of everyone, the mutated potions were quickly snatched away, and they were all pierced into their arms one after another.

"Okay, you're all free." Carlos picked up the suitcase from the ground, raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

"Sir Carlos...are you going to let them go back like this?"

"Go back?" Carlos raised his lips slightly, "They can't leave. As long as they take the potion, their bodies will start to mutate in three minutes. As for what they will mutate into, this is also Lord Mondo entrusted me to record the data, we just need to wait here quietly for these three minutes."

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With no one to restrict their freedom, most of the residents began to flee. Their homes could not go back and had been destroyed by fire. Out of their inner instinctive fear, they could only go deep into the mountains. Go ahead.

This group of lunatics should be kept as far away from them as possible, and the strength of those reptiles is terrifying.

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

They didn't take the potion, they just mingled with the crowd. When Carlos said they could leave, they mingled with the crowd and left.

"My country..." Franks' voice was trembling when he spoke.

He really couldn't believe that a few hours ago everything was fine and nothing happened, and then a few hours later, a fire destroyed his country and destroyed all his people's families.

"Father, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's leave. The further away the better. These guys probably came from Zu'an. With our current strength, even if all the people are united, there is nothing we can do. Fight them." Fred advised.

Although a country was destroyed in an instant, it was a lifelong humiliation for him as a prince, but there is currently no way to save him.

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