League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The sword was so fast that there was no time to dodge. Faced with the inevitable death situation, Zakaanyas felt cruel and stabbed Dracula's head with a spear. The bloody spear came first and came directly in front of Dracula. When the door opened, Draculas was horrified. Only then did he realize that the barbarian warriors in front of him were actually fighting with the idea of ​​dying together with him.

He knew clearly that he could resist this spear without dying, but he could not take his eyes away from the bloody spear tip. Draculas could not restrain the fear in his heart, and instinctively sheathed his sword and stepped back, avoiding Zakaanyas. A desperate attack.

In fact, Draculas, who had just gained extraordinary power, had not participated in many real battles. After being embraced by the first female True Ancestor with his handsome appearance, Draculas's abilities were all in It is practiced on humans and animals,

Humans and animals have been completely domesticated for a long time. Naturally, they have no will to fight. They are allowed to be slaughtered. The torture and killing did not bring much useful combat experience to Draculas. At most, it only increased the proficiency of some blood magic. He has power but does not know how to use it. , this is also a common problem among most blood descendants,

Extraordinary power was obtained too easily, without any polishing, and everything was done by using anti-aircraft cannons to kill mosquitoes. In Vladimir's words, it was just a group of monkeys secretly wearing human clothes, and they looked like humans. In this way, in front of the real nobles, they are still just a bunch of monkeys.

In order to turn the monkey into a human, Brown rationally chose to go north to bully the Freljord barbarians instead of going south to confront the Iron-blooded Legion of the Noxus Empire. If he didn't figure out his position, he might have ruined everything. s hard work.

Therefore, the fundamental purpose of this battle is to bring out the bloody nature of the Blood Plague Legion and demonstrate the bravery of the Blood Warriors.

Powerful vampire warriors can be clumsy, make mistakes, and even die in battle, but they should not be afraid of fighting.

As soon as Draculas retreated, his face became a little bit more angry.

He had already sensed the strange look in the eyes of other blood warriors.

On the other side, Zakaanyas, who was fighting with all his strength, didn't care what Draculas thought. He only knew that the method of fighting for one's life was effective against Draculas.

"ha!"

Without giving Draculas a chance to breathe, Zachanyas stepped forward and stabbed Draculas in the head again.

This time, Draculas did not retreat. The blood-flame holy sword in his hand struck at the spear in Zakaanyas's hand. The blood flashed and the spear was cut off by the sword. The break was as smooth as a mirror.

With the third sword, Draculas cut off Zakaanyas's right arm, and the blood dripping from the fracture spontaneously ignited without fire.

Zakaanyas staggered back two steps, and finally lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Zakaanyas, you lose."

After the spell was released, the Blood Flame Holy Sword in Dracula's hand turned back into blood and integrated into his body. For Draculas, using such a powerful spell as the Blood Flame Holy Sword was not without burden.

In other words, it is already a shame to use the Blood Flame Holy Sword to deal with a mortal.

"Now you can tell me your choice."

The pale Zakaanyas glanced at his right arm that was no longer burning, and then looked at his fellow tribesmen who had lost their courage and hope. The proud barbarian warrior finally lowered his head.

He has done the best he can, and now he has no choice but to surrender.

"Zakaanyas is willing to lead the Lahoji tribe to serve the Blood King."

"Kneel down, and I will grant you my divine power."

Kneeling on his knees, Zachanyas lowered his head and let Dracula's sharp blood-colored nails pierce the side of his neck. The strange thing was that Zachanyas did not feel any pain, but instead felt a special kind of pain. pleasure.

It’s just that the pleasure came and went quickly. When Draculas retracted his index finger, Zachanyas felt a domineering force in his body, and then there was severe pain in every part of his body. Zachanyas The barbarian warrior began to twitch and was unable to maintain his kneeling position. He fell to the ground and rolled around as if he had epilepsy. He did not look like a strong man at all.

Looking down at the barbarian warrior who had been completely controlled by him, Draculas had a smile on his face. If Zakaanyas was a beautiful girl, he would not mind using a softer method to increase the number of heirs, but Zaka didn't care about Yas as a man and made him embarrassed in front of his subordinates. Naturally, he would not take into account the emotions of a loser.

"This is the 'First Embrace', which is the supreme gift given to mortals by the superior blood descendants. Zakaanyas, after enduring the severe pain, you will be a member of the Blood Dynasty."

Zakaanyas, who was roaring and rolling on the ground, had no ability to think at all. Just dealing with the source of blood that was eroding his body exhausted all his energy.

Almost ten minutes later, the blood in Zakayas's body was swallowed up by the source blood. The heart opened up a blood pool under the shape of the source blood and stopped beating. The barbarian warrior became a true blood descendant.

Looking down at Zakaanyas, whose eyes were far from respectful, Draculas opened his right hand and began to draw the blood from Zakaanyas' body.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The dead heart seemed to be grasped by a hand and began to violently agitate. The few source blood in the blood pool began to boil and burn. Zakaanyas lay on the ground and wailed.

"I know you are unwilling, so I remind you that your source blood comes from me. I can make your source blood evaporate at any time and turn you into a pile of ashes. According to the level of blood descendants, I It’s your father, remember, never disobey your father’s orders, otherwise your life will be worse than death.”

"I see……"

After hearing that Zachanyas surrendered, Draculas stopped torturing Zachanyas.

"Now, use your people to replenish your blood pool, use the blood in the blood pool to restore your broken arm, and then distribute your source blood to your people, Zakaanyas, prove to me your ability Come on, don’t make me wait too long.”

After saying that, Draculas turned around and left, not knowing where he went.

Getting up from the ground tremblingly, Zakaanyas came to the front of his compatriots and whispered through gritted teeth.

"Sorry, I have to do this in order to let more people survive... at least let the young people survive."

"No need to apologize. If it weren't for you, us useless old guys would definitely be tortured to death by these monsters. My child, you have done your best."

An old man stood up on his own initiative, raised his hands bound by the magic blood chain, and looked peaceful.

"I would rather be killed by you than be humiliated like this by those disgusting monsters. Go ahead and die happily in your hands!"

"Child, if us old guys are not enough, you must not be merciful to others. Make sure you can survive first."

"Yes, do what you want to do. The people here...are only as long as they can survive. Only by surviving can there be hope..."

Hope...does this thing really exist...

With hesitation, Zakaanyas nodded heavily, walked up to an old man, stretched out his fangs, and bit the old man's neck.

After a few breaths, the old man whose life essence was drained out turned into a mummy. Zakaanyas wiped the corners of his eyes, but what he saw was a trace of blood that could not be healed. The man suppressed his sadness and hugged the mummy. Place it gently on the ground.

After killing an old man who watched him grow up, his blood pool recovered by 5%. If the ordinary blood in the blood pool was condensed into source blood that could transform others, none of the old people here would be left. , more than half of the middle-aged people will die.

Only the young adults and children in the tribe have a chance of survival.

Maybe this is what Dracula wants.

After killing thirty-five old people, the blood obtained by Zakaanyas was enough to regenerate a severed arm. When enough source blood was condensed, more than 200 people were left with 95 people, all of whom were killed by Zakaanyas. Si transformed into a secondary vampire.

Dracula emerged from the darkness.

"Well done, Zakaanyas, I allow you to lead your tribe to join His Majesty the Blood King's expeditionary force, and prepare before dawn."

Draculas and the other blood descendants finally left, holding back their grief and issuing orders to collect the bodies and pack luggage for the tribesmen. Zaka Anyas returned to his tent hesitantly, looking at his tent blankly, Zaka Anyas then remembered that his slave girl was still hiding in the tent.

"Aniya? Aniya, are you still there?"

There was no response from the tent. With his heart tightening, Zakaanyas rushed directly into the tent. What he saw was a naked girl with red eyes who had turned pale and was sitting on the edge of the bed with an indifferent expression. , you don’t need to think too much about Zakaanyas to know what happened just now.

The girl's body exudes the aura of a blood descendant, and the concentration of her origin blood is actually not lower than his.

Aniya swallowed her psychological grievance, and her eyes became more indifferent. Such an attitude made Zakaanyas's heart skip a beat. The man was a little angry, but more at a loss. He was full of anger and suspicion and couldn't express it.

"Aniya, who...are you..."

"Now that I am Lord Dracula's maid, the master asked me to monitor you, Zakaanyas, you'd better not do anything that would displease the master."

"You, how did you become like this?"

"You abandoned me first, and then I found myself a strong master. What's wrong with that?"

"...But I never abandoned you..."

"You asked me to wait for you here, but where were you when I was bullied by others?"

Aniya's eyes were red. Vampires don't shed tears, they only bleed.

Zakaanyas's eyes were filled with anger, and he finally knew where Draculas had gone when he was killing his own people.

Draculas said he respected himself, but in fact he didn't regard himself as a human being at all.

Feeling regretful that he had left Aniya here alone, Zakaanyas took a step forward to wipe away the blood stains on Aniya's face, but Aniya shrank back in fear, leaving the man frozen on the spot, silent. .

At this moment, the feeling of powerlessness in my heart was even more profound than losing to Draculas.

"You...make preparations. We will leave at dawn."

After leaving the last words, Zakaanyas did not continue to press Aniya and turned around to leave.

…

Dracula's actions in the Lahoji tribe were just a microcosm of the Northland War. The Blood Plague Legion's initial number was only 5,000, but when it spread, it became more terrifying than the virus.

The network-shaped legion marched all the way and was infected. The barbarian tribes along the way were either reduced to servants of the blood tribe or became food for the blood tribe. Except for the ferocious bear tribe hidden in the wind and snow, the blood plague legion suffered almost no losses. Snow The ball grew bigger and bigger, and soon expanded to 30,000 people, including the blood servant army.

In bitterly cold places like the Freljord, the Blood Plague Legion has demonstrated strong adaptability. The bodies of the blood descendants have been transformed by the source blood and are close to those of the undead. They are not afraid of severe cold and heat, and do not need to fight. There is almost no consumption of the blood pool, and any creature of blood can be used as food, eliminating logistical problems.

In just over five months, the vanguard tribal servants of the Blood Plague Legion reached less than a hundred miles east of the Rakstak Sanctuary.

Recruited by the Ice Queen Lissandra of the Frostguard Clan, the Avarosa Tribe, the Winter's Claw Tribe and the remaining twenty-two small Freljord tribes formed a coalition and fought at the Rakstak Sanctuary and Garrisoned at Gushuangkou Pass.

The Frost Guard Fortress sent troops from further north and used magic to build a Great Ice Wall across the east and west mountains with the help of the Frost River, successfully curbing the invasion of the Blood Plague Legion.

Noxian calendar, year 982.

At the beginning of spring, a total of twenty-five northern Freljord tribes, led by the Frostguard Clan, the Avarosa Tribe, and the Winter's Claw, held an emergency war meeting in the Rakstak Sanctuary.

Suddenly, the small Rakstak Sanctuary became full of talents, and Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks emerged one after another. There were even lone swimmers who were thrown into the ice lake for openly pursuing war mothers from other tribes, and were forcibly cooled in the lake water that was close to freezing point. The ever-boiling grip of immortality.

According to the overall strength ranking of the tribes, the War Mother Glenna of the Avarosa Tribe became the Great Chief of the coalition, and the War Mother Kuojia of the Winter's Claw Tribe became the Second Chief. With her own hard power, she provided the coalition forces with The great witch of the Frostguard clan, who acquired more than thirty Frostguard witches and three perfect ice weapons, became the three chiefs.

In addition to the three chiefs, other tribes whose number ranges from one hundred to one thousand can only obey orders. With the entire Freljord huddled together, whoever dares to risk the disapproval of the world will do so. Some people who do stupid things like escaping from battle will not be as simple as genocide when the time comes.

Rakstark Sanctuary, beneath the statue of the ancient Queen Avarosa,

Twenty-five Ice Thrones created by the Frost Witch are arranged in order of honor. In the center, closest to the statue of Queen Avarosa, sits the War Mother Glenna. To the left and right of Glenna are the Frostguard Grand Witch Roxani. and Kojiya.

Arranged on both sides below, there were exactly twenty-two tribal leaders, including war mothers and war fathers, as well as some wandering tribes who had banded together because of the failure of the struggle. There were people with names and no names. Yes, and further away there are core forces of each tribe as bystanders.

Although the coalition forces are somewhat uneven, they have assembled more than 20,000 tribal warriors who can handle weapons, and they look magnificent.