League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The so-called devil's egg looks like a living, dark red sarcoma, the size of a human head. It is sealed in a special cylindrical crystal container by a magic barrier and soaked in a special sedimentation liquid.

Distorted humanoid faces sometimes appear on the surface of the sarcoma, which look extremely aggressive. Such dangerous creatures are as attractive to most hell creatures as starving ghosts seeing braised lion heads.

Lester, who had been sworn by Nayafili to swear allegiance, opened his eyes, nodded to the solemn-looking people, and placed the bloodthirsty demon blade in his hand on the transmission device connected to the crystal container.

As the magic crystal begins to charge, the transmission device emits a light blue light, which means that the entire device is ready for use.

"let's start."

Lester clapped his hands, and the experimenters began to deploy instruments to establish the connection between the darkin soul and the demon egg.

After more than half an hour, the device became stable, and Lester laid his hand on the specially designed energy input port and began to catalyze the devil's eggs with the energy of the life runes.

Wrapped in life energy, the devil's egg became visibly active. Everyone present stared at the devil's egg with wide eyes as it began to proliferate and grow, differentiate into flesh and bone, and eventually form a humanoid form with the characteristics of hell—— A pink-haired, small-breasted, red-skinned lolita with small devil horns.

Huazhishu clapped his little hands in wonder, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"It actually succeeded! Your Majesty created a new type of special species that combines the body of a demon with the soul of an ascended person! What kind of unbridled imagination and creativity is this? I can feel this suffocating force even through the cultivation vat. Powerful! If such technology can be popularized, I am afraid that humans can really find another way to live forever besides the extraordinary!"

Nowadays, Rambo, who has made great achievements in the field of scientific research, has received the respect he craves most, and is no longer inferior because of his short stature. Because of this, unlike the squirrel, Rambo cares more about the practicality of the 'Darkborn Demon'.

"Your Majesty Leicester, I would like to ask if this experimental subject has grown like this. Is it due to your influence or is there another reason?"

Looking at Nayafili's demon body, Lester couldn't describe this unexpected and reasonable feeling. After all, what he was thinking about when he input the life energy just now was Nayafili's spiritual body. Nowadays, Nayafili has differentiated this body that is sixty-sixfold similar to the spiritual body. It is difficult to say whether it is related to him.

But after all, he was in full public view, and he didn't want to be regarded as some kind of pervert, so Lester did not hesitate to explain.

"The maturity of the devil's eggs depends on the will of the dark descendant itself, not on me... The sediment in the culture can be drained."

Experimental assistant Elester emptied the culture vat. Under the control of magical energy, the cylinder barrier began to become energized and turned into an indestructible magic restraint that controlled Naya Feli's new body to prevent Naya Feli. Lee suddenly goes crazy and hurts other people.

His closed eyes suddenly opened, and Nayafili looked around at the onlookers, grinning wildly and laughing wildly.

"Hahaha!!! I'm finally free!!! As a reward, I will give you mortals eternal rest...Eh!? Why can't my body move? Lester! Let me go!"

Lester rolled his eyes. If Nayafili had been calm, he would have suspected whether Nayafili was planning to do something secretly. Now that he had exposed himself so unpretentiously, Nayafili was threatening. It’s been reduced to a minimum – not all fools are named Nayafili.

"It seems that you have betrayed our agreement. In this case, I will take back your body and continue to stay in the weapon..."

Hearing this, Nayafili begged with regret.

"How could you do this? I was joking! Please spare me this time, please?"

Ignoring the joking Nayafili, Lester did not expect to bind these arrogant dark descendants with verbal agreements from the beginning. The real binding force depends on whether the laws of hell are in effect.

Holding the Bloodthirsty Demonic Blade in his hand, Lester took the lead in checking the status of the Bloodthirsty Demonic Blade. The seal engraved by Maisha was still there, and all Lester did was to use a tricky way to bypass the star realm. The seal transfers the darkin's soul to the devil's egg. The darkin's roots are still in the weapon, which can be called a [horcrux].

If the body divided by the demon egg is destroyed, the darkin's soul will not dissipate and will still return to the weapon. Because of this, as long as the weapon is not lost or broken, the darkin's demonic body can be used at will. Use your own 'soul container' to enhance your own strength.

It is worth mentioning that if the horcrux is destroyed while the demon body is still alive, the dark descendant will lose the ability to resurrect.

After confirming the status of the bloodthirsty blade, Lester looked at Nayafili and chanted the devil's language.

"The contract appears."

The hell contract burned in the air in the form of flames, forming hell characters influenced by the laws of hell. The dense text explained in detail the master-slave contract established by both parties, and also recorded the devil's true name that only Lester could read.

The devil's true name is the top secret that every hell creature needs to protect from the beginning of its birth. It involves the power of hell's laws. Once it is leaked, the soul will be controlled by others. Unless the devil melts the body and recasts the soul, there will be no way to make the decision. room.

The demon's true name is also the best way for Lester to control these [dark demons]. They are both demons, and Evelin is qualified to be the master of dark demons.

On the other side, when Leicester knew the real name of the demon Nayafili, Nayafili had already noticed an extremely terrifying sense of loss of control. It was not that his body was bound by magic, but that his body was not under his control at all, and his instincts He expressed absolute surrender to the man in front of him.

"what did you do to me!"

"Unseal."

Lester ignored Nayafili and gave orders to the experimental assistant.

Without any further hesitation, the experimental assistant dispelled the magic on Nayafili and allowed Nayafili to gain physical freedom. However, Nayafili's face was very panicked.

"Wait! Why can't my body move?"

"Nayafili, sleep."

After saying this, Nayafil actually fell asleep without any hesitation. Obviously, the influence of the laws of hell on demons is more terrifying than imagined.

Lester waved to Evelin and whispered something in his ear. Evelin's bright golden vertical pupils suddenly widened with anticipation.

The moment she knew the real name of the demon Nayafili, Evelin had already established a master-servant relationship with Nayafili.

"Nayafili, wake up."

Nayafili opened his eyes with a confused look on his face, as if he hadn't realized what was happening to him. It wasn't until his dazed eyes fixed on Evelin that Nayafili shrank in fear.

Seeing this, Lester and Evelin looked at each other and smiled, while other bystanders applauded.

Darkin demons, fully controlled by the empire, were born.

…

Shurima continent, west of Khalisay.

The void beasts who traveled day and night finally caught up with the Shurima refugees who were hiding day and night. The team spent more and more time repairing and less and less time traveling.

As the first desert vulture with purple wings began to attack the team, more and more monsters came from the east.

From a few at the beginning, they grew to dozens. Seeing that the number was approaching hundreds, Yongen had to change his evacuation strategy and recruited some sand people with certain combat effectiveness to form a convoy, with the wind warriors as the core to jointly resist the void. monster.

After suffering some casualties, the escort repelled the attack of the void beasts.

The evacuation team has grown to more than a thousand people. It is very difficult for Yongen to arrange the escape of so many sand people. The problem the team faces now is not only the void attack, but also the shortage of supplies, slowed down travel and panic. ,

In the past few days, there have been more than a dozen bad incidents involving sand people stealing supplies and livestock in an attempt to escape from the large army.

Everyone wanted to carry more supplies and head to Weikaola faster than others. The people who had finally united together seemed to be inseparable in just a few days.

If it weren't for the absolute force possessed by the escort, and most of the people were taking care of their families, I'm afraid the sand people would have started looting supplies and fled in all directions.

Now, even if they dare not break up, Yongen and the Wind Rider can still feel the sand people's gradual change in attitude. The gratitude at the beginning has turned into doubt and hatred, questioning whether it would be possible to replace a Shuriman as the leader. They will do better than the Ionians who are pointing their fingers. They hate why they have to uniformly control the rationing of materials and make their families not have enough to eat every day.

When the crisis came, everyone forgot that if this group of Ionians had not informed them of the coming void, they and their families would have been reduced to bones.

That night, Yongen had to secretly summon the wind warriors to discuss the next action plan.

Beside the flickering bonfire, a haggard-looking Yongen sat on the ground.

After only five days, the young man was no longer as handsome as before. His hair was knotted like a bird's nest, there were thick bags under his eyelids, his lips were chapped, and a strong beard grew on his chin. He looked disgraced, but his eyes were still as calm as ice, like a bright star.

The wind warriors present did not laugh at their fellow disciples. Only the Ionians knew how hard they had put in to save more Khaleesians. They could have gone to Victoria with the Noxians. Koala, now has to endure the criticism of the Shuriman people to save the Shuriman people, and the injustice in it is not enough for outsiders.

The sand people want to kill people, but they still want to kill people!

Yongen said straight to the point without saying any more nonsense.

"Many people have begun to openly question my leadership capabilities and denounced me for giving some sand people the power to use force. If they were really allowed to take up swords, I'm afraid the first one to kill would not be the void monsters, but us.

There are only nine of us. I am afraid that we will no longer be able to continue the pressure with the members of the escort team composed of sand people. We have reached the limit when we reach this point... The team is about to disperse, and disintegration has become inevitable.

Everyone, we have done our best. If we continue to force the team to march, we will be the first to suffer backlash.

Since I brought you on this road, I must be responsible for your safety... Yasuo, you are the strongest among us. It is up to you to lead your junior brothers away. "

Before Yasuo could say anything, a wind warrior had already spoken.

"Senior Brother Yong'en, won't you leave with us?"

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? How can we leave you alone? If we want to go together, we will stay together. This is what we agreed on from the beginning."

"Senior brother, in my opinion, we should forget about those ungrateful Shurima people. We are now less than three days away from Vikora. Our senior brothers grabbed a few Skalas and fled the camp tonight. With so many people, Even if they are separated, there will always be people who can escape to Wekaula. We have already saved a lot of people.

To be honest, we did not expect to get the gratitude of the Shuriman people from the beginning. We did it for the morality in our hearts and for the oath we made when we first learned the sword. It would be better for us to mind our own business, so why should we lower ourselves to a hot face and a cold butt? "

"Yes, I have long disliked those ungrateful Shurima people. It would be better to abandon them."

Faced with the indignation of his fellow disciples, Yongen sighed deeply.

"If I don't stay, I'm afraid none of us can leave. There is always one person who needs to stay here to become the cause of the team's collapse. What's more, I have worked hard for so long, how can I really watch the team? Swallowed by sandstorms and voids? Before the last step, I still want to give it a try..."

Seeing that Yongen was stubborn and unmoved, someone used a not-so-friendly tone to encourage Yasuo to persuade Yongen.

"Senior Brother Yasuo, please say something to persuade Senior Brother Yongen. He always listens to your 'good advice'. You won't just watch your brother die in front of your eyes, right?"

Being singled out like this, some people couldn't help but lament.

"Yes, if it weren't for our little swordsman brother, why would we be here to be angry with the stupid Shurima people? Aren't we asking for trouble?"

Yongen wanted to say something, but he knew that now was not the time to speak for his brother, so he could only keep his mouth tight.

After so many days of sleepless nights, everyone has grievances in their hearts. It would be a good thing to vent some. No matter how much you complain, Yasuo is a senior brother in the dojo after all.

What's more, this can also allow Yasuo to learn a lot. Usually, Yasuo only knows how to practice swords, but has not experienced many hardships. It is also time for Yasuo to grow up and bear some burdens.

Amid everyone's complaints, Yasuo, who was feeling depressed, suddenly thought of Thalia and what Thalia had said to him.

"Talia told me that even a sparrow can fly against the wind... She is very grateful for everything we have done for the Shuriman people..."

"What did you say?"

"Thalia, she is the daughter of the sand people taken care of by senior brother Yasuo."

Yongen interrupted the others and said in a deep voice.

"Let him speak."

Taking a deep breath, Yasuo raised his head and looked at everyone, including his brother, his eyes no longer wavering.

"I will stay and face this unprecedented storm." (End of Chapter)