Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"Captain, you are here after all."

Holding the greatsword horizontally, Tallulah looked at the Patriot.

The voice that spoke was so cold that it made people feel uneasy.

Looking at the leader in front of me who was once extremely familiar but now seems so strange as if I had just met him for the first time.

The Patriot spoke.

“Where is my daughter’s body?”

He no longer had any hope that Froststar was still alive.

Tallulah was silent.

"She... turned into snow..."

As soon as she finished her words, the halberd, carried by the whistling wind, rushed towards her!

The voice of the patriots was shrill and fierce.

"Everyone retreat!"

The heavy shield slammed into the hard road surface, and the patriot's arms brought tremendous force to dig the ground!

The huge road slab rolled up.

Cover Tallulah!

"The problem now is, how can I take such a big thing back?"

Looking at the huge Chernobyl core city in front of him, the werewolf felt a little worried.

This thing is here now, and I can't drive a car, but I can't drive a city car.

Open the skin of the wild wolf and change it?

Too much trouble.

The werewolf's brain wouldn't let him do that.

So, after a long while, Warwick pulled Ifrit off from behind him.

The little fire dragon was sleeping soundly on his shoulder, but when the werewolf disturbed him, he immediately became unhappy.

In fact, she hasn't fully accepted Warwick, the father who suddenly appeared.

It's just because I can suppress the pain on him and treat him as a tool wolf.

After all, in Ifrit's heart, her only relatives are Hemer and Saria.

Woo..

The white-faced owl can probably be counted as half, um, no, two-thirds!

Well, two thirds!

Lord Ifrit is very generous.

As for the werewolf, I'm not really familiar with it. He's just a tool wolf.

Therefore, Ifrit was somewhat dissatisfied with Warwick's actions.

Why do you disturb Lord Ifrit's sleep?

Ifrit was furious and the consequences were dire.

Ifrit puffed up her little cheeks and spoke.

“Hey… Hey hey hey…”

Just as she opened her mouth to throw a stern face as usual, her expression suddenly froze.

The open little mouth revealed the sharp fangs. Ifrit looked at the shocking scene before him and was unable to utter a complete sentence.

I can only feed them one by one like Ruozi!

“Galala galala…”

There was a huge, deafening roar.

Although Warwick is of sturdy build, he is still not as good as the giant Chernobyl.

It's like the difference between a grown man and an ant, there's a huge gap.

However, this ant, under Ifrit's horrified gaze, bent down and squatted, and then...

Carry Chernobog on your back!

There is no definite number as to how big Terra's mobile city is.

After all, mobile cities are composed of modules, and except for the core city, the outer blocks can be replaced at will.

But no matter how it changes, the largest and heaviest part of a mobile city must still be the core city.

The core city of Chernobyl is a huge city covering thousands of square kilometers!

This kind of power...

Charmander opened her mouth and even forgot that she should swallow her saliva. She felt her calves a little weak.

Ifrit's concept is simple.

If someone else can do something she can't do, they are better than her.

As for her ability to carry the core city of the entire mobile city on her back just like the New Year's goods she bought during the Spring Festival, let alone her.

Neither can Saria!

But werewolves are OK.

Not only that, but he was also able to do it with ease and without batting an eyelid while carrying the castle, which was who knows how many times bigger than him, and stretched out his hand towards Ifrit.

"Let's go."

Reaching out his hand, the werewolf pulled up Ifrit, who was so surprised that her mouth couldn't close, and like an ordinary bald and greasy middle-aged man picking up a child from school, he casually pulled her up, bent his wolf waist, and disappeared in the golden light.

If it weren't for the huge moving city in the background, it would have been a wonderful picture of parents having fun with their dog.

Landing again, the werewolf looked in the direction of the gantry and nodded with satisfaction.

Arcane Shift is a great skill.

'Skill Arcane Transition

Skill source: Ice Warrior Ezreal

Skill introduction: Perform a teleportation up to a distance of ten kilometers.

After teleporting, you can fire a special arcane magic arrow to attack.

Cooldown: 16 seconds

This is the skill he drew when he unlocked the Ice Hunter, ez's e skill.

Compared to the hero's appearance, the benefits of Arcane Transition are obvious.

It didn't make such a big noise, it didn't smash everything to pieces as if there had just been an 8.0 magnitude earthquake.

The emperor is still cursing in front of the ruins of his own bar. After all, because Texas was injured, the werewolf with evil fire showed no mercy this time and smashed the emperor's bar to pieces.

Of course, he naturally controlled the landing point, for example, there was no problem at all in his own barbecue restaurant.

But if you use Arcane Warp, it won't be so complicated.

Admittedly, although there is no hero on the scene, Arcane Shift can jump from the Dragon Gate to the city in one jump, but it can be used once for ten kilometers, and the cooldown is only a dozen seconds, which is quite impressive.

While waiting for Arcane Transformation to cool down, Warwick began to ponder.

What should he do after getting Chernobog back?

After all, strictly speaking, this thing still belongs to Ursus. Although they have no intention of taking it, it is still a piece of rotten garlic with an owner.

"How about changing your name?"

Suddenly, the werewolf thought of a good idea.

Yes.

It is true that Chernobyl belongs to you Ursus.

But who said that this thing I picked up is the core city of Chernobyl and belongs to you Ursus?

If you say it’s yours, that’s fine!

Call him and see if he responds!

The highlight is that the main character is a rogue.

The werewolf, who thought the world was open to him, felt happier the more he thought about it.

The frosty stars in my ears became more and more blurry the more I slept.

After the white rabbit was vomited out by Ceobe, she didn't know what happened.

The burning of the soul in hell is permanent.

Until the werewolf's fingers touched her, the pain that came from her soul and penetrated deep into her bones was still serving and torturing her.

If it wasn't for the werewolf, one of the lords of hell, who stretched out his finger and led away the hell power clinging to Frost Star, what the werewolf would see now would not be the rabbit with blackened eyes and ears, but a big rabbit with a black body as black as coal!

Lying in the werewolf's ear, hiding in the fur, Frost Planet shivered.

Her soul ached and she needed a good night's sleep.

For rabbits, the best place to sleep is naturally the grass.

Then the two round little paws of the Frost Star brand white rabbit ball, which were invisible unless you looked carefully, gathered the fluff in the werewolf's ears, which never had to worry about earwax, and pounced in.

Exhausted, she became more and more dizzy the more she slept, and the loss of her soul caused her to pass out.

Warwick didn't know all this.

He also didn't know that on Chernobog behind him, the undead black snake was wielding a greatsword, fighting with the only remaining Wendigo, causing sparks to fly.

At this time, the halberd in the Patriot's hand had been melted by Tallulah's fire.

And his shield was almost melted by the heat.

But the patriots did not hide under the raging flames.

He stretched out his big hand and took off the Ursus military mask he had worn for decades.

Under the mask was a face so horrifying that it could scare anyone to death.

Pulling off the bloody respirator, the Patriot opened his fang-filled mouth and took firm steps amid a silent roar.

In the face of this march in the name of death, the flames became useless cowards!

The two inner guards drew their swords and stepped forward.

However, this time, they were unable to stop the Patriots even a step further.

The sharp blade could not bring any relief to the unarmed patriot.

Because now the patriots no longer evade at all!

His big hand had been completely turned into Originium and was extremely hard. Even if it was directly chopped by a sharp blade, it could only produce black crystals.

That’s right, it’s not blood, there’s no flesh, but it’s complete Originium crystals!

If someone comes to check it out, they will find something surprising...

At this time, the Patriot's body's Originium assimilation rate has reached an astonishing 64%! !

This terrifying number, which would be enough to kill an average infected person ten times, cannot stop the patriots from taking action.

He took a step forward and walked straight towards Tallulah in front of him with big strides.

One of his arms had been cut off by a sharp blade.

But he didn't move.

Because, patriots know.

His death march was not only to destroy Tallulah, but also to cover the remaining members of the Integration Movement!

Go ahead, Firestarters.