In the corner at the foot of the garbage mountain, a pair of purple-red eyes were half-closed and closely observing the human who was walking down step by step, and his left hand was flowing without obvious magical power. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The natural breathing of these eyes despite the mood swings proves that the owner of these eyes is a well-known hunter, and that the world without its kind is extremely dangerous, and every day must be clenched to the weapon in his hand to get through safely.

Competing with his companions for precious food and accidentally falling into the 'final puddle' of the sewer where the essence of the entire Zuan waste was gathered, he was lucky enough to get out of the pit mixed with some kind of poisonous mixture because of his one-millionth individual nature, and only choked a few mouthfuls of the 'mixed liquid'.

Perhaps the experience of surviving death is worth celebrating, but he has chosen a name for himself, and at first he feels painful.

Tucci, a lonely life born on the continent of Valoran by various coincidences, is no longer accepted by the rat race, and is simply unable to be in the sunlight of the human existence, the ruler of the continent.

This plague rat, which struggles for the right to survive in the vast world, is a mortal threat to all the wanderers who still wander the garbage dumps on the outskirts of the city at night.

Tucci, who has no alien sense, will hide in the shadows and quietly observe his target's behavior and language, and strive to learn and imitate him, but will eventually use the target's value to the most in the warped city of food before dawn - end the target's poor life with the crossbow that Tucci stumbled upon and modified in actual combat, and then bring it back to his stinking hole to store.

However, despite the recent disappearances of homeless people on the outskirts of the city, the scattered Zaun government doesn't care about this small loss of population, so Tucci has been quite comfortable lately, and it is the first time that he has met this guy who is obviously different from other single wanderers.

The hunter's instincts constantly warn Tucci of the danger of the man who walked down the mountain of garbage and tried to find him, but his new intelligence prompted Tucci to want to observe the target more.

Human society is not as simple as the rat world can be divided by size and age, and Mr. Plague Rat, who has been wandering the fringe world of Zaun for a short time, began to notice the different effects of the shape of his weapon on the combat effectiveness of the human - by the wanderers who became hysterical after his sudden appearance and grabbed the items around them and resisted in vain.

Tucci, who was secretly observing, didn't know what the strange energy on the man's left hand was, but he knew it would be dangerous, and needed more information to determine whether to take further action.

'Bell~'

A slight noise suddenly sounded not far from Ezreal's side, and the nervous 'explorer' took advantage of the cover of the high garbage mountain to immediately launch a spell attack on the source of the light sound, as he was not afraid of being discovered by the Noxian sentries.

'Arcane Shooting'!

Unfortunately, except for the sound of spells breaking through the sky in the extremely quiet night, there was no sound of living creatures being hit.

Keeping on high alert, Ezreal moved to the area where the 'Mystic Shot' had hit, where a charred rat corpse lay in a ball.

The poor little guy was too small to even have basic spell resistance, so there was no sound of returning spells to hit living creatures.

"Phew, it turned out to be a mouse~"

After scrutinizing it around to make sure that the noise was caused by the rat who was out foraging, Ezreal said in a self-deprecating voice.

He then continued to walk in the middle of the garbage mountain, but was no longer in a hurry to climb to the top of the garbage hill where he could see the Noxian camp.

Looking at the back that seemed to pass unsuspectingly in front of his eyes, Tucci relied on the hunter's instincts to suppress the desire to strike at the man's back.

He couldn't tell what the light that had scorched his underground cousins in an instant, but the power of that light was already on display before Tucci's eyes as he tried to explore the human world.

There are still too many secrets of humanity, and Tucci decides to find an opportunity to investigate some of the small laboratories on the outskirts of the city, where his intellect already understands that there may be secrets about why humans are different from other creatures.

Moreover, Tucci, who suppressed his desire to make a move, confirmed that the other party's 'relaxed' posture was just posing and pretending, from rhythmic and neat steps, ready to attack body to a little too many left and right looks, Tucci could see that the man was still trying to lure him out.

Maybe another mage thinks that the strange noise just now is that he is too suspicious, but the 'explorer' who has successfully explored countless underground ruins again and again has already sensed that a dangerous creature may be lurking nearby, waiting for him to pounce when he reveals a flaw.

This inexplicable perception, if described by a battle-hardened warrior, would have described it as a murderous induction; If it is a seasoned hunter who walks deep in the mountains, then he will say that it is the wild instinct of the animal to gaze at it.

A simple temptation didn't work, and the hidden creature didn't want to attack, didn't want to leave, and didn't want to be watched forever, Ezreal decided to take the initiative to catch it.

He turned around and used the dim light to find the location of the sound he had just made, then looked for suitable cover near the place where he was at the moment, and then the 'explorer', who wanted to confirm the location of the other party, walked behind the cover he had just chosen.

So, after a long time, Ezreal borrowed the help of the surrounding cover to roughly find the direction of the hidden creature by judging whether the hazy gaze had disappeared significantly.

Finally, as long as you get closer and observe what kind of terrain is suitable for hiding in that direction, then this guy who secretly covets himself will not be able to hide.

In the dark, Tucci, who was carefully observing and thinking about the target's behavior, suddenly had an alarm bell in his head, and an electric shock on his spine conveyed a danger signal to his body!

This is the only way to react aggressively in his short life as a rat when he is watched by extremely dangerous hunters, those wild cats who are always roaming in the garbage heaps!

The relationship between the hunter and the prey suddenly shifted, and Tucci had no time to continue observing the dangerous man who seemed to be inadvertently walking towards his hiding place, both intellectually and instinctively, which drove him to respond in the first place.

'Ambush'!

When Ezreal finally stepped a few steps into the attack range, and his left hand shone with the magic light again, a faint black shadow that was almost imperceptible in the dark night quickly withdrew.

'Arcane Shooting'!

'Essence Jumps'!

The next moment, the 'Explorer''s relentless spell strike followed, stirring up a cloud of dust under the mountain of garbage......

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