Overclocking Summons League of Legends

() "At least several people will die in this wedding!" Pistol rubbed his stomach and said, the killing scene dispelled the fishy smell brought by the ointment, and after getting used to it, he felt that the smell was still within the acceptable range.

Silan looked at the dwarves not far away with a serious face, "Any dwarf wedding will be considered a failure if a few people are not killed." A line of fire sizzles the pebbles on the river beach.

These long-dead dwarves have only their bodies left, and the magma infused by Ragnaros is the driving force for their mechanical survival.

As time passed by every minute and every second, the anxiety in Wang Hu's heart did not decrease but increased.The wedding seems to have entered, and there are constant competitions, and the winner grabs a woman at random and messes with it on the ground.

This primitive and wild scene made Katerina a little uncomfortable, let alone her.Even Wang Hu and the pistol couldn't stand it, the live broadcast of xxoo didn't arouse their inner desires, no matter how awesome the dwarves are, they are not as good as the small movies of Dongying.Screeners who enter the overclocking world from civilized society will retain some sanity to some extent.

This kind of scene is only read by Silan with relish. The content in the book seems to come alive, and the social structure of the dwarves can be seen at a glance in this wedding.

The leadership of the dwarves is quite simple. Each clan and tribe has its own king. Only when war breaks out do the kings obey the supreme king of the dwarves—the king who leads all the kings.

In the center of the tribal camp stood a huge tent, which was made of a large piece of shadow bear skin mixed with cheetah skin.It is built with several ornate gold pillars.Hanging above the entrance of the tent is the skull of a wild deer. The horns at the top of the skull are five or six meters wide, and the branches grow vertically and horizontally.

"That must be the place where the tribal king lives. The guards at the gate are three times that of other places, and the armor is neat and disciplined." Silan said in a low voice beside Wang Hu, "The dwarf is a man who attaches great importance to the honor of the clan. race, the magic-horned deer skull in the tent is their totem, and the earth-type magic escaping from it is still very strong!"

The magic horned deer lived in Valoran several centuries ago, and its range of activities ranged from the Northern Ironridge Mountains to the Sable Mountains and even Targon.Demons deep underground usually use them as mounts.This creature has a very high affinity with earth elements.This is due to the pair of huge antlers.It can release two skills of shield technique and stone skin.The domesticated shield technique can reduce the enemy's close-range damage, and can reduce the casualty rate of the rider in combat, especially when confronting with higher-level arms.

Stone skin can increase the defense power, the effect of this magic is completely different from the shield technique.The pros and cons of the two magics can only be judged by looking at the specific situation of the two sides' offense and defense in actual combat.Strengthening the defense means that the long-range damage can be weakened.The scope of application is wider than the shield technique.

Katerina glared back at Silan. "What's the use of talking about these things! I watched for a long time and didn't find any 'living people' among these Death Eaters!" She couldn't help shivering, Lord God!From the moment Katerina picked up the dagger, all the assassins were living.The tasks performed are also varied.But never in a group of 'dead people who are not dead' have you met 'the living who are not the living'!

Pistol looked at Katerina who suddenly lost her temper in surprise, and thought to himself, didn't you just listen to it with gusto, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

This woman turned her face faster than turning a book.

Katerina's fiery temper, Wang Hu, has learned a lot. He pointed at the dwarves with a slight smile and said, "Look over there, all the dwarves are repeating the actions they did before they were alive, and even those who were dueling just stood up again , ready for another contest.”

Following Wang Hu's finger, the scene of the entire dwarf tribe returned to the "initial" stage again, and the sound of the iron drum beating disappeared.Those dwarf warriors gathered around the huge jar again, digging out big mouthfuls of ointment with their hands and began to smear their hair.

It seemed that the turbid sewage was stirred again, and the stench that had dissipated a lot became stronger again.

"Only the magic-horned deer tent has not moved at all so far! Don't you think it's strange? Why is it such a lively scene, why is the king's tent as the center of the tribe silent. There are also those guards standing at the door, their armor and The weapons are still gleaming. Ordinary steel, if left untreated, will sooner or later become the rust and damage of those extinguished campfires."

Wang Hu grinned, and all kinds of abnormal signs made these strange dwarves become normal. It seems that stainless steel has not yet appeared in this world.

As if to confirm Wang Hu's words, the guards near Wang's tent suddenly moved, and they separated neatly from left to right.The footsteps were as consistent as one person, and the uniform movements made the armor on their bodies rub against each other.

The curtain of the king's tent was raised high, and six short and sturdy dwarves came out slowly carrying a small boat. The wooden boat the size of a double kayak was covered with fine velvet and brocade, and the wooden boat was covered with gold thread. The embroidered pattern is inlaid with various precious stones, the most notable one is the magic stone the size of a human head placed on the bow.

The Philosopher's Stone was inlaid on a plinth made of fine ceramics and colored glazes, perhaps the only cheap thing in the whole boat.The magic stone is covered with cut irregular reflective surfaces. With the bumps of the dwarf's footsteps, the inside of the magic stone exudes afterglow like the setting sun, and golden stripes radiate through the reflective surfaces.

These lights are not static, they change color in a few seconds.The faint ruddy white halo is as hazy as morning fog, and the black and blue light is like the violent waves at midnight.

Occasionally mixed with dark red light waves and purple swirls.

Even though the boat was so gorgeously decorated, it couldn't cover up the rotten side of the boat, which could be called "broken". Wang Hu smiled, and there was a mocking sharpness in his eyes.The big hole in the bottom of the boat made him doubt whether the boat could run normally.

Under Katerina's puzzled eyes, Wang Hu said with a sneer. "The guy who pretends to be a ghost!" After finishing speaking, he patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the group of Death Eaters in the eyes of everyone!

"Boss...you..."

"My lord! My lord! What are you going to do!"

Wang Hu ignored the pistol and Silan's questioning, instead he made a "please" gesture to Katerina, and then bent his arms, as if waiting for Katerina to put her hand into his. crooked arm.This set of elegant movements made Wang Hu look like a gentleman going to a ball with his girlfriend, but the leather military trousers soaked in sweat and blood made him look nondescript.

Katerina ignored Wang Hu's actions with a cold face, and flicked her flaming long hair, passing Wang Hu's side with a cold snort, expressing her disdain.

Coercion failed!

The face-sweeping Wang Hu immediately became exasperated, and said to the pistol and Silan. "People have already discovered us. Otherwise, it wouldn't appear!"

The "people" in his mouth refers to the master of the Yuchen River, the only ferryman of the Styx River - Akeron!

As in the legend, there are all kinds of undead crowded on the banks of the Yuchen River, and Akeron is responsible for ferrying them to the other side of the river.Those who have neither merit nor mistake, who have lived a mediocre life, cannot cross the river.He can only moan and wander around Akeron forever.

But since the fire elemental lord.This rule was abolished after the Balrog Ragnaros occupied the Valley of Fire and killed the God of Death in the underworld.The work of Akeron's ferry has come to a standstill, and his daily life is also taking pleasure in playing tricks on the dwarves of the magic-horned deer tribe.

Pistol pouted.Hehe laughed a few times.It was really funny for the boss to be swept off his face, and he said with a playful smile, "There is no one in that boat, it's so empty that you can't see it."

Wang Hu glared at him, and said loudly, "The ferryman of the River Styx, the god in charge of the fate of the undead—Master Akeron, we are strong men from the world, and we are here to meet Ragnaros, the lord of the fire element. !"

This rough shout made Akeron who was lying on the bottom of the boat yawn lightly, and he stretched his soft limbs.I made myself more comfortable lying on the ermine-trimmed velvet of the boat deck, feeling the slight jolt from beneath me.Akeron smiled proudly, and the rushing water of the Feathering River told him the news when the intruders had just set foot on the cobbled ground.

"All living beings are slaves, it seems that there are guests here," Akeron said with a warm smile, "but I don't think you are here to meet the great fire elemental lord, no one in this place dares to call you Lord Balrog name."

Akeron stretched, lying on his side on the side of the boat, and looked at the group of uninvited guests by the halo emitted by the magic stone in the bow.

"Oh, the visitor is not kind. Is the way you meet him is to walk over carelessly with weapons in hand?"

He asked loudly, although these people looked tired, but their eyes were piercing, and the flashing resolute eyes told Akeron that these guys must have other plans.

Akeron snapped his fingers, and the light in the Philosopher's Stone suddenly gathered together and cast it on the wide surface of the Yuchen River.Suddenly, large ripples appeared on the sparkling river surface illuminated by the light, and there was a sound of rushing water, and several wet people emerged from the water.Their bodies were as stiff as rotten wood floating on the river, and their blue-gray skin made these three people look like dead bodies that had drowned.

The river pushed the three people to the bank. Several dwarf guards walked over and lifted the three people roughly. A large stream of water flowed down from their broad shoulders and down the arms of the explanation, and the wet clothes Wrinkled and stuck to the body, people can't figure out where they came from.

"Who are they?" Wang Hu asked with a smile, "How did they come out of the river where even their feathers would sink?"

Akeron made a general "catch" gesture, pointing in the direction of Wang Hu's arrival, but his eyes never left Wang Hu's burly body an inch!

"Same as us?" Wang Hu continued to ask with a smile, his footsteps did not stop, but sped up a little without a trace.

Before Akeron answered, there was a rush of footsteps around, and those dwarves who were performing mechanical dramas stopped their movements one after another, staring blankly at Wang Hu and his party, holding various weapons tightly in their hands .

The dark red rust on the tomahawk and hammer head was as bright as glaring fresh blood.

Chapter 135: All beings are slaves