League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Singed turned around, facing away from the trembling Victor.

"I couldn't understand why something like this happened to me, I couldn't understand why my life was so cruel, until I saw the only gift she left me crawling on her body and crying, I was scared , I’m scared, I’m afraid that’s the second joke God has played on me.”

"Professor Philemon quickly confirmed this. My daughter, like her mother, is suffering from an incurable disease. The difference is that her disease started earlier."

"From that moment on, Professor Singed was dead, killed by a god. The only one left alive was an alchemist who longed to become a god at all costs."

Victor held his breath. He could not understand the pain of the man in front of him, but he also knew that this was the most dangerous time for this man, and he had better be a bystander.

Singed suddenly turned around, his face regained his composure, but his terrifying eyes made Victor instinctively take half a step back.

"Human experiments, human-animal suturing experiments, alchemical catalysis experiments, organ transplant experiments...

Before my daughter got sick, I started cruel experiments that Mrs. Piltover would never tolerate. Although the test products were all death row inmates I purchased from Stillwater Prison, Piltover still couldn't agree. The professor and the Parliament banned me. The power to conduct scientific research, so I came here. "

"Even if I am like this, Victor, are you still willing to be my assistant?"

Perhaps he wanted to cut off his undue expectations from the beginning, or perhaps he wanted to gain recognition from another lonely genius, or perhaps he did not want to hide anything from a child. The child exposed his own bad deeds.

At this moment, Singed no longer expects this child named Victor to stay here voluntarily. Thinking about it from another perspective, if he hadn't experienced so many things, he might not be able to accept himself today.

People will always live in the way they hate the most.

"I'll stay."

To Singed's surprise, the disabled boy who had been keeping his head down and silent raised his head, without any wavering in his eyes.

"Why, aren't you afraid of me?"

Victor nodded, then shook his head, leaving Singed stunned.

This kid always seems to show extraordinary maturity without even realizing it.

"I can tell from what you said that you have done a lot of bad things. I still don't quite understand what you said, but I can see it."

Victor pointed outside the door.

"You did this just to save your family, and you just wanted to save Leo."

"Teacher Singed, I will stay here as your assistant. I will observe and learn the things I don't understand, for no other reason than to save Leo.

But if something you do makes me feel uncomfortable, I will leave, okay? "

Singed grinned and clenched his fists, seeming to be laughing, but did not make any sound.

After a long time, a slightly hoarse voice appeared in Victor's ears.

"Okay, if you want to stay, I won't turn you away. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time, and I will never stop you."

…

Speaking of which, this is already Lester's second visit to Zaun Black Lane.

Different from the liveliness and solemnity of Piltover, the Dark Alley of Zaun is like a man covered in tattoos, with nose rings, navel rings, lip rings and earrings, eager to tell the world that he is 'different'. A bad girl in the 'rebellious period',

At first glance, you might think, ‘This horse riding is some kind of eye-catching thing.’ But after all the little girl’s rebelliousness is shattered, you will realize, ‘Hey, it turns out this girl is quite fun.’

Of course, the prerequisite for fun is that you won't be kicked into the morgue by a bad girl.

In the most prosperous area of ​​the Black Alley, not far from Forgan's Tavern, two rows of buildings were demolished. In three months, Lester built a fighting tavern named [Moonlight].

The reason why it is called a fighting tavern is that in addition to the spectator seats, the first floor of the tavern has deliberately set aside a large fighting area for resolving disputes. There are also better spectator seats on the second floor.

This time when Lester came to Zaun, in addition to taking a sneak peek at Little Victor, he also had to check out the Moonlight Tavern and say hello to the most popular Fulgen Tavern owner in Zaun, ‘Wolf Fist Fander’.

Tired of being a lord and emperor, this was the first time he had become a serious boss. To be honest, he didn't really have much confidence that he could open this tavern in Zaun, which was obviously different from Zaun's style. .

Fortunately, in order to prevent his tavern from turning into a crematorium on the second night after opening, the outer layer of the tavern is a cement-cast steel structure. Even if it is bombarded with missiles, it will be difficult to break through the outer wall, let alone the internal wooden structure. All are attached with various runic arrays.

Invulnerability to water and fire, warm in winter and cool in summer are basic attributes that are not worth mentioning. Invulnerability, forbidden magic and DEBUFF are the most proud features. Otherwise, with the bad temper of the Zaan people, they would have to renovate the tavern every day.

Forcibly squeezing through the crowd of Zaunites who surrounded the tavern, Lester, wearing a large hood, calmly passed through the murderous Noxian soldiers with a cursing voice behind him, and the Zaunites stood dumbfounded. Walk into the gate tavern while watching.

"Wait, why didn't his Noxian with his eyes above his head stop him?"

"Is there a possibility that the cover-up guy is the owner of the tavern?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I can beat ten of those guys who hide their heads and tail like that!"

"You can fight ten, but are you a Noxian?"

The person who was refuted by his fellow countrymen was stunned and scratched his head in hindsight.

"What you said seems to make sense."

There was silence for a moment, and the Zaun people who were watching began to talk about it. At the door of Fulgan Tavern, Fandel stared at the new tavern across the street with a pipe in his mouth and frowned.

"The Noxians actually thought of opening a tavern here. What do these Yankees want to do?"

Not caring about other people's eyes, Lester put down his hood and smiled at the person in charge of Night Blade's Zaun office.

"Let me ask you, have all the functions on the architectural blueprint been realized?"

"Your Majesty, ninety-five percent has been achieved."

"Oh? What's the problem with the five percent?"

The person in charge bowed his head respectfully and responded.

"Everyone wants to stay here to protect His Majesty's safety, and no one wants to leave."

Hearing this, Lester was a little dumbfounded, but his face remained calm.

"The number of guards in the tavern is fixed. Since everyone wants to stay, let's speak based on their ability. It happens that the place will open tomorrow. Let them dress up in disguise to enhance the atmosphere. Let's see who has the ability to stay."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will make arrangements right away."

Nodding, Lester walked up to the second floor, changed into a palace dress in the private room, and put on a golden half-face mask.

The man in the full-length mirror is very noble and handsome. At first glance, he looks like a handsome young man who wants to be seen by women. However, the golden half-face mask that only exposes his nose and mouth looks a bit stupid. This is not a Noxian court ball after all. , it’s really weird to be the only one wearing such a mask.

After thinking about it, Lester decided not to wear a mask. Not many people could recognize him anyway.

It only took less than half a day for the news of the opening of Moonlight Tavern to spread throughout the dark alley.

The people of Zaun were very uncomfortable with this behemoth coming from the empire without a word. Not only the leaders of the black alley gangs came to suppress the battle, but also the five great alchemy barons of Zaun. They all led people to the dark alley, respectfully wanting to 'visit' the distinguished guests of the empire.

Early the next morning, there was a pile of water outside the Moonlight Tavern. The entire dark alley seemed to be filled with people overnight, and there was no room to even walk on the already cramped street.

It's a pity that although many people come, only few can get in.

"You're running a tavern, and I'm going in to drink! Why don't you let us in?"

"Exactly! Don't think that you are Noxians and can run wild in Zaun! Be careful we destroy your shop!"

When these words came out, the middle-aged man in Zuan who was shouting among the crowd suddenly found that the noisy scene was instantly dead. Hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring directly at him, as if he had said something outrageous.

"Oh? Is it you, a reckless little brat who wants to destroy our shop?"

The person in charge of Zuan stared at the speaker with cold eyes, making him shiver all over. However, none of the big bosses of Zaan next to him seemed to be on his side, and each of them seemed to want to kill him.

"I, I won't interrupt, I'm leaving."

Unable to bear the overwhelming pressure anymore, as if he would stop breathing in the next second, the man trembled and ran away, like a bereaved dog.

Too lazy to pay attention to the barking wild dogs, the person in charge took advantage of the short silence and said in a deep voice.

"The tavern is opening today. I am very grateful to you all for your enthusiastic support. However, there are too many people and the tavern cannot accommodate everyone. Therefore, our boss has formulated the entry rules for today."

Deliberately emphasizing 'today', the person in charge pointed to the ten Night Edge Assassins behind him and raised his first finger.

"First, no weapons are allowed, no magic or technological items, or amplifying potions are allowed. If you can beat any of the tavern guards behind me in bare-handed combat, you can enter."

After speaking, the person in charge raised his second finger.

"Those who report their home address and are on the boss's invitation list are allowed to enter."

"Third, anyone who is willing to leave a finger as a ticket can enter."

As soon as the words fell, the people of Zaun exploded. For a moment, countless people were gearing up, thinking of going forward to kill the ten arrogant and cold-faced paralytics in front of the tavern. Many people even reported their names and wanted to try their luck. But no one wants to leave a finger, they all want to fish in troubled waters.

In the chaos, ten people actually took the initiative to leave the cordon of the tavern guards. Naturally, the Zaun people would not let go of this opportunity to show no martial ethics. In an instant, dozens of people surrounded them and attacked them. Attack from three directions.

The person in charge just watched his men being besieged indifferently without showing any attitude, which made the Zaun people even crazier.

What is shocking is that, being surrounded by hundreds of people, ten people actually formed a certain formation and withstood the terrifying impact of the crowd.

After a group fight, all kinds of Zaun people flew out like broken sacks, dripping with blood. There were not a few good teeth in their mouths, and their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, looking extremely miserable.

In less than ten seconds, the Zaunites gave up the siege under heavy losses and fled one after another. They looked at the ten tavern guards who were standing there unscathed with a look of fear on their faces. They couldn't understand why so many of them were fighting. Only ten people.

Seeing that the wild dogs of Zaun finally understood what fear meant, the person in charge sneered and said.

"Single fight or group fight, it's your choice."

Under the eyes of their boss, several strong thugs cracked their knuckles, casually pushed aside the Zaun people blocking the way, and selected their targets.

This time the ten people did not form a formation, but faced the challenge in a one-on-one manner, knocking down the thugs with incredible martial arts and fighting skills.

Fortunately, the Zaun people, who are so numerous, can still fight on wheels.

"Boss, do you want to try it?"

At the entrance of Forgan's Tavern, Severka crossed her arms and stared coldly across the street.

"With the strength of the leader, he should be able to defeat those Noxian thugs, right? We can't let these Noxians really show off their power on our territory?"

"Sevika, then you think too highly of me."

Fandel, on the other hand, exhaled a deep breath of smoke, showing no shame, only solemnity and earnestness.

"Their fighting skills are definitely not something that the Zaans can cope with. Every move and every move is full of lethality and oppression, and there is no sloppy move...

Severka, if these Noxians hadn't deliberately held back their hands, dead people would be lying on the ground now. The boxing skills I rely on for a living are not enough in the eyes of these people.

In my opinion, the first rule is simply a decoration. The owner of the tavern was not prepared to let people enter the tavern through the first rule from the beginning. The first rule is just a way to promote the empire’s force.

Therefore, there are only two types of people who can enter the Moonlight Tavern. "

"What two kinds of people?"

Under the heavy gazes of other people in the dark alleys of Zaun, Fander said coldly.

"The person who was invited by the tavern owner, and the ruthless person who wants to achieve his goal at any cost... Is this the Noxus that advocates honor and courage?"

Hearing this, the guests in Fulgan's tavern were silent. Perhaps as Fander said, the overbearing Noxus did not actually block all roads. If you have the courage to cut off your fingers, you can indeed get admission.

This is a gamble that tests courage. Maybe entering the Moonlight Tavern today will give you an unprecedented opportunity, or maybe you just get the qualification to go in and watch, and get nothing except opening your eyes.

What the idea is, I am afraid only the owner of the tavern knows.

"Fander, aren't you going to have a fight?"

Someone asked, Fandel shook his head and looked at Severka.

"Sevika, when you have the chance, tell me my name later."

Severka took a deep breath and nodded silently.