Behind the bushes, two creatures, who don't know whether they should be considered animals or humanoids, held their breath and hid in the shadows. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As seen through the foliage of the bushes, two Noxians rode past on tall horses, flanked by a large group of robed men following on foot.

One of the men on horseback, whom Ahri recognized, was the vampire Vladimir he had seen in the tavern that day, whose blood-red cloak had shown an eerie dark red hue due to the darkness of the sky.

The guy next to him was a complete stranger, wearing the same robes as the attendants next to him, but judging by the standard alone, he was a class higher than them.

"Dr. Hart, everything will be as you wish, this will be your experimental base, and those Ionians on the mountain will not cause any trouble to your Excellency. Lord Svein just wanted to know how General Du Kekao was doing. The vampire spoke.

"It's hard to say. The first few days were full of killing, but it eased up a lot. The march was slow these days, without much fighting, which was not good for his physical condition. Under the hood of the robe, there was a hoarse voice that seemed to be choked all year round.

"That'...... The general has been in retreat recently, how much will the Ionian pranayama method he practiced affect his health? ”

"I don't know about that, maybe it can be delayed. But what I know for sure is that there is no other way but to find that thing. Otherwise, no matter what you do, it's too late. ”

The sound of human voices and horses' hooves drifted away and walked up the mountain, and Ahri pricked up a pair of pointed ears and couldn't hear the contents, and only then did he notice-

"Take your dirty hands away!" Ahri looked at the monkey reproachfully.

She wasn't grateful.

In fact, if it weren't for the monkey's insistence on coming with her, Noxus wouldn't have done anything to her, she just needed a proper excuse, and then rely on her cunning, beauty, and a little charm to trick them into getting by, and she wouldn't have any trouble at all.

Now he is going to be as sneaky as a thief.

Of course, she wasn't afraid of causing trouble for the monkey, but she didn't want anyone to know that she had become Sindra's subordinate and an ally of Noxus.

Although, in a sense, Sindra was kind to her, and she was able to transform into what she is today, no longer the face of a fox, all because of the orb she made.

Before she met Syndra, she had been loitering in the woods, never practicing magic or having any goals until she was guided by Syndra, the terrifying and powerful Dark Mentor.

She could ignore what the humans thought of her as a foreign race, except for the fear that Reginad would loathe her and be hostile to her when he knew about it.

But in order to be human, she had to do it.

Ahri shook his head, his state of mind was really contradictory enough. Sheltered by shrubs and trees, she slowly made her way up the slope, careful not to be noticed by the Noxians.

The closer they got to the mountainside where the village was located, the clearer the sound of the battle became.

But the vampire and the mysterious Dr. Hart had been accidentally lost by her, and she heard the sound of thousands of arrows breaking through the air.

Outside the village's crude dirt walls, a group of Noxian warriors charged at the recalcitrant village, the leader of the charge, towering as a tower, a giant at least two meters tall, standing out from the crowd of warriors with wide arms.

Behind the mud wall, the militia archers protecting the village kept drawing arrows with their bows and arrows, and the dense flying arrows covered the entire area, but strangely, not one of the soldiers fell, and still rushed straight towards the weak mud wall of the village.

The archers were pulled out of their bunkers, the great axes were disemboweled, and the sound of flesh splattering flesh was sweet to the throat. The so-called resistance, even if they were backed by steep cliffs and natural hazards, could not even delay their attack in the slightest.

These guys, are they monsters?

The resistance at the entrance of the village was like paper foil, which was torn open by stabbing and stabbed, followed by a chaotic massacre. People are resisting, but they can only see despair.

Ahri didn't care about their lives or deaths, and although he was still a little moved in his heart, when the monkey couldn't help but want to make a move, Ahri stopped him.

"Let's go! Go and find the broken grass, we are trying to give first aid to people, don't waste time. ”

"But...... Aren't these people? The monkey scratched his head and asked him.

She didn't say a word, and went on her way, not answering the monkey's question, and not knowing how to answer it. She knew she had changed.

She longs to be truly human, but she resists the deep, human emotions that are slowly integrated into her body and mind as she refines her spirit—such as compassion.

After absorbing the essence, those souls that were imprisoned by her in the orb were silent, like stardust falling from the sky, but she could feel it. She is a demon fox, and her understanding of the soul is as intuitive as touch. Each cluster of souls reveals deep despair and sorrow, some of them are the eldest sons who support the family, and some are the fathers who nurture their children.

She just wants to be human, and she can do anything. No matter how many innocent people die...... But who in this world is not innocent?

When she first confronted Tyrone, she absorbed the magic refined by her spirit, and the magic that Sindra personally enhanced for her, even the mark that was activated as a last resort.

This feeling made her fascinated.

It turns out that she can also protect him and protect everything she loves.

They infiltrated the village, vague memories guiding her and leading the way. She remembers that next to the chicken shed, there was a pigsty. Maybe you can find it there.

The sound of killing and screams of pain could be heard from above the eaves in the distance.

A few flower pigs in the pigsty were humming, their mouths chewing, and they didn't know what they were eating. Ahri found the herb in the trough, in the mouth of a flower pig.

Four-leaf clover, diamond-shaped leaves.

She hurriedly drove the pig away, and the pig snorted in dissatisfaction. Ahri grabbed the remaining handful of Doom Grass and placed it on his chest in a protective motion.

"Yes, that's enough, right?" She muttered.

The voice of the vampire reappeared not far away, far from the seclusion of the battlefield.

"The general needs an army to replace the vanguard army led by the fallen Sergeant Raven, there are so many 'raw materials' here, it is not difficult for Your Excellency, right?"

The hoarse voice laughed dryly, "Of course, they are more terrible than all armies, they know no pain, they don't know hunger, they don't know tiredness. They don't know what fear is, because they are the embodiment of fear! ”

Ahri was silent, and faintly felt that she had discovered something big, when the sound next to her startled her.

It was the monkey again, and he actually opened the gate of the pigsty and blasted the pigs away, "Let's go, let's go, run as far as you can, and live." ”

However, this sound alarmed the two people who were talking secretly.

"There's someone over there!"

What a. Ahri cursed in his heart. "Run!"

In the darkness, a tower-like figure strode towards them, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, and the speed of its movements was completely disproportionate to the head.

Only a pair of red eyes could be seen, exuding an aura of terror.