lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Master Dolan finally recovered from the soul-shaking sensation.

Zed didn't respond.

Now is not the time to argue, and he is thinking about how to rescue the old man.

"Let's go, let's go outside and ask if there is anyone who can put out the fire..."

Master Dolan led Zed out of the tower.

Wuji Sword Village, which has been silent for a long time, is finally coming alive.

Many portals were opened, and confused figures walked out one after another.

But this confusion was short-lived. After seeing the smoke surrounding them and the strange green wildfire in the distance, almost half of the people turned around and went into the house. When they walked out onto the street, they had already grasped their unsheathed swords.

Looking at this scene, Jie inexplicably thought of the prototype of the future Shadow Stream.

If we follow Ryan's ideas, perhaps the future Shadow Stream will be like this, even more prosperous and lively than here...

'Snapped'

Zed slapped his head.

As the person who was closest to the sound of the bell, he felt that his thoughts were still a little vague.

Master Dolan went to see an elderly man, whom Jie thought was similar to the village chief.

They conferred for a moment, during which Master Dolan glanced at Zed twice.

About two minutes later, Master Dolan walked over to Zed, "We're getting ready to evacuate this place."

"The whole village?"

“Perhaps some people will not be able to leave here…”

Master Dolan's tone was somewhat sorrowful. "Looking at the current situation, what are you talking about... The alchemical flames have completely surrounded us. We can only try to see if we can cut a way out with our swords."

Wuji Sword Village is undoubtedly powerful. After all, Yi alone can defeat an entire army.

Even if the others are not as good as Yi, they can still easily defeat half an army or a quarter of an army.

If dozens of these people unite, they can chase the Noxians away.

But this strength is mainly reflected in killing enemies. When the opponent turns into this strange and difficult alchemical flame, the swordsman's sharpness becomes a constraint.

But the swordsmen were not afraid, they were ready to sacrifice.

"Has the spy been found?" Jie asked about another point.

When the only outcome was to break through, the people of Wuji Sword Village actually felt "relaxed".

The village chief mobilized everyone, asked them to prepare the items they wanted to carry with them, and gave a moving speech.

It is foreseeable that after tonight.

As long as there are still people left in Wuji Sword Village, their hatred for the Noxians will completely surpass the constraints of the ancient rules on them.

Master Dolan did not need to be mobilized, nor was he selected to join the team to open up a way out.

Therefore, he could stand beside Zed and respond to his questions, "It should be... Never mind, her name must be fake, but her features are obvious, red hair. Someone has already gone looking for her, and we will not let this traitor go."

"No need to look for her." Jie thought of the woman he had murdered. "She's already dead."

"Dead?"

Master Dolan felt it was a pity.

He really didn't like fighting, but he believed that betrayers needed to pay a price.

About ten minutes passed.

The air in Wuji Sword Village was already filled with a strange and pungent smell.

Jie felt like a spark was sprouting in his lungs.

The village chief had already assembled a team, and on the recommendation of Master Dolan, they adopted Zed's suggestion - to break out from the direction he came from.

Although there was a fire there in the end, it was definitely weaker than those in the carefully planned directions.

Hijacked at the opposite end of the team.

Master Dolan followed him.

In Jie's view, this is a form of vigilance and surveillance.

But he could understand, after all, this group of people had just been betrayed.

"I'm going to miss this place..."

Master Dolan looked back as he left.

Most people in Jian Village have similar behaviors.

They look back at their homes, trying hard to imprint in their memories every blade of grass, every flower and every tree that have long become a part of their lives.

Many people have experienced leaving their hometown.

But only a very small number of people chose to leave their homes when their hometowns were destroyed.

It feels like a close person has left this world forever.

Jie noticed that even the experienced Master Dolan clenched his fists, and although there were no tears in his eyes, his eyes were overflowing with emotion.

He didn't say anything to comfort her, because in his opinion the biggest difficulties were yet to come...

The closer you get to the spreading flames, the more turbid the air becomes.

Many people have started coughing, and Master Dolan also covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves.

The scorching alchemical flames hurt everyone equally.

When everyone reached the boundary drawn by the flames, the swordsmen chosen to lead the way took the initiative to walk out of the crowd.

Jie discovered that this group of people had one thing in common: they all looked to be in their forties or fifties.

He wanted to ask the reason.

But Master Dolan was in no mood for small talk. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest and whispered, "Pray for them."

A swordsman rushed towards the fence made of flames.

The green light illuminated his face and also his weapon.

A ray of light flickered in front of the curtain of fire, but it did not cut through the flames as expected.

The sharp sword light sank into the alchemical flame, like a drop of water melting into the surface of a lake, causing a tiny ripple that quickly subsided.

These few tenths of a second are not enough for someone to jump over.

And as long as they are touched by the slightest bit of alchemical fire...those dead animals have already paved the way for mankind.

Heavy breathing drowned out the crackling sound of the burning flames.

What is even more cruel than sacrificing some people in exchange for the survival of more people is that even if someone is willing to sacrifice, the situation cannot be reversed.

The pioneers did not rush into the flames recklessly. When they knew that something was impossible, only a fool would seek death.

"Pity......"

Master Dolan was the first to come out of that despair.

He looked at Jie, "Although I don't know who you are or what your purpose is, I still thank you for your reminder. It's a pity that you have to die with us."

"Will we die?" Jie seemed to be talking to himself.

Master Dolan shook his head and didn't answer directly. Instead, he half-jokingly said, "If we survive, I will make you a weapon!"

Chapter 146: Still Can Be Rescued

Zed was not happy about Master Dolan's promise.

At this stage, he has found a more ambitious goal and is no longer happy with just a weapon.

As the only outsider of the village, he has a clearer perspective than others.

The dim green firelight illuminated the surrounding figures, revealing one sad face after another.

A brave man is not afraid of danger, but all humans are afraid of the loss of hope.

Especially for this group of people who have lived in a remote corner of Wuji Sword Village for too long, they seem to have forgotten that life is full of problems.

"Now is not the time to despair..." Zed looked at Master Dolan, "We can retreat first, back to the village. Although these alchemical flames spread quickly, it will still take time for them to burn into the village."

Master Dolan nodded. "Returning home is indeed better than dying in the wilderness."

If they had to die, he believed that most people would want to die with their family.

Zed corrected him, "What I meant was that we can wait for rescue. I'm just a vanguard."

"Is there any more help?" Master Dolan's eyes lit up.

The emotional difference between him and Jie is based on the information gap.

He looked at Zed, "Do they have a way to break through this flame? How long will it take them to arrive?"

"I don't know how long it will take him to arrive, but I think he should be able to break through this flame..."

Zed's understanding of Ryan came from the duel at the Brotherhood headquarters.

The scarlet barrier that had left him and others helpless was like fragile paper in front of Ryan.

This performance gave him confidence in Ryan.

Even if he didn't believe it, he could believe Lion... As an Ionian, he felt that he should also believe the rumors about Syndra.

If Lion is as powerful as Syndra, even if he can't extinguish the alchemical flame, he should be able to make Wuji Sword Village rise from the ground and fly away...

Master Dolan was silent for a moment. Zed's 'I don't know' and 'should' made his hope fade a little, but he still cheered up and said, "I'll go find the village chief."

It is better to have hope than to wait for death.

Master Dolan did not tell the village chief about the reinforcements. He felt that this group of people could not withstand the blow of having their hopes dashed again.

Therefore, he persuaded the village chief and others to return to the village by saying that "the soul is returning to its homeland".

Next to the pond in Wujijian Village.

Jie stood there quietly. He didn't need to take care of his remains, nor did he need to say goodbye to anyone.

As the most idle person in the entire village, he could quietly watch the sky slowly obscured by the smoke produced by the alchemical flames.

The mountains in the distance that connected to the sky could not withstand the thick smoke, and their outlines gradually blurred until they disappeared completely.

Fortunately, the moon is hanging above everyone's head at this time, and it radiates soft light to comfort everyone.

Even Jie, who was incredibly slow-witted in some aspects, could sense the spreading pessimism in the village.

If it weren't for this moonlight, perhaps pessimism would completely turn into despair.

Master Dolan found Zed. The wise old man held a bottle of wine in his hand. "I wish this was a dream."

"Don't you need to say goodbye?"

"No need..." Master Dolan smiled, "I'm luckier than others. My disciple is not in the village."

"That genius swordsman named Yi?" Jie asked back.

"You know him?"

"Not only do I know him, I also know that if you were a little luckier, your disciples would have been able to save you in time..."

......

......

"We're pretty lucky."

Ryan, who got off the boat, said to Yi who was anxious beside him.

Transportation in Ionia has never been convenient.

Unfortunately, it is made up of many islands, with straits separating the islands, making the already inconvenient transportation even more difficult.

Yi's original idea was to have Ryan take him to perform a trick of flying across the strait.

But after estimating the distance, Ryan directly rejected Yi's proposal.

It's not a field that can't be plowed; even the strongest oxen and horses will feel tired.