The Call of a Thousand Armies Chapter 70 The Herald of Doom

Chapter 70: The Doomsday Messenger

Category: Science Fiction

Author: Abyss Singer Title:

Federtic's mysterious words made Wang Zhenru fall into a fog, and from beginning to end, he didn't understand a word.

"Sister, you've been talking for a long time, have we seen each other?" Wang Zhen waved his hands in a depressed manner, dispersed the crows flying in front of him, and then angrily pointed at the doomsday messenger, and shouted angrily, "Federtic, do you dare to swear to the sky, you are really not a novice guide to pit me!" ”

As soon as he thought of the novice guide who was panting loudly, Wang Zhen felt that he was out of breath, and the premonition of being played spontaneously arose.

For Wang Zhen's thunderous jump, Federtic was even more foggy, he couldn't figure it out, who was this guy named Novice Guide? How could this human be so mad?

"Bootstrap ......"

Fedetik whispered a silent thought, and the green fire in his eyes dimmed. I don't know how long later, just when Wang Zhen thought that Federtic had died again, this scarecrow, known as the messenger of doom, suddenly straightened his waist!

I saw that Federtic opened his big mouth like a skeleton, as if he remembered something, and asked in a low voice: "When you say novice guide, you should be referring to the guide in the salvation system, right?" It's been so long, and I've begun to lose sight of the things in that world......"

Wang Zhen was puzzled: "What is the salvation system?" ”

Federtic's voice was low, like a demon from hell, revealing endless vicissitudes: "The salvation system, that is the crystallization of the highest wisdom of the Valoran continent, it carries the last hope of the land of rune, if you are the variable in the prophecy of doom, then you should have encountered the salvation system......"

Wang Zhen nodded stunned and said, "Salvation system?" It seems to be right, but the name sounds a bit cheesy, and I think it's better to call it the League of Legends system. ”

"Hehe, in the Valoran continent, it is indeed called League of Legends. However, in my prophecy, it is independent of the apocalypse, and retains the last spark of the Valoran continent, allowing the heroes to be resurrected and reborn, which is why I call it a savior. It's just a pity that it didn't save Valoran after all, and the end still came here......"

Speaking of this, Fedetik's body trembled slightly, and his eyes looked fiercely at the bottom of Roshan.

At the end of his line of sight is a group of demons from the dark world, trying to climb this mountain of meat to tear down the scarecrow protected by the crows!

"How dare a lowly creature pretend to be a demon in front of me......"

Federtic didn't move, or he didn't need to, because all around him, the storm of ravens had swooped down with a terrifying dark force, devouring those who tried to blaspheme in an instant!

Not far away, some dark creatures who were also eager to try were frightened by the horror of the crow storm and retreated, never daring to invade the slightest bit.

Under the end of the world, everything is an ant.

As a messenger of doom, Federtic also lived up to the name of Doom, and under him, whether the other party was a demon of doom or not, it could not withstand the fear and death he brought!

On the dim earth, Wang Zhen and Federtic were on the top of Roshan, looking down from the sky, and their position was like a thick ink spot in the gray world, incompatible with the whole world.

It was a place darker than the end of the world, standing alone among the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood.

"There's no time...... Federtic retracted his gaze and said in a low voice, "I knew I would meet you before I left, heir to the salvation system, this is our fate......"

Wang Zhen looked at Federtic's eyes, feeling the faint green flame that was about to be extinguished, as if he saw an old man who was about to die, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation in his heart.

"Bootstrapping...... Is she still the same? Fedetik leaned over, resting his weight on the great Scythe of Death, and sat there and muttered to himself, "She's always half-talking, so you can fall into her trap before you know it, and her mind is full of strange ideas, huh...... I didn't expect that thousands of years have passed......"

Hearing this, Wang Zhen finally woke up from the silence, and while Fedetic still had a breath, his voice asked eagerly: "No! Do you know a newbie guide? Isn't she a computer system? Not an NPC? ”

"Computer systems? Hehe, there's some truth to that, her brain is indeed powered by electricity......" Federtic chuckled lowly, "Oriana, known as the Clockwork Spirit, how could I not know her." ”

Clockwork Spirit, Oriana.

"Nima, the novice guide turned out to be a hero? She turned out to be Oriana, the Clockwork Spirit! ”

Wang Zhen never expected that the novice guide of this pit dad would also be a hero in the League of Legends game, and for this Orianna, who is known as the clockwork demon, Wang Zhen not only does not feel unfamiliar, but is also very familiar......

Like the Doomsday Herald Federtic, Orianna does not have a human body, but her body is more advanced, as she is not a scarecrow, but an artificially created robot, a robot with feminine features.

However, she is fundamentally different from Federtic, because she has no soul......

Known as the Clockwork Spirit, Orianna is a complete mechanical doll, she has no soul, no temperature, and is just a robot powered by electricity. In the League of Legends world, no one wants to associate with cold machines, so she is destined to be a hero with tragic overtones......

However, in this way, the soulless Orianna is more suitable for the role of novice guide, because she can live in the darkness for a long time like a computer system.

Whether it was hundreds or thousands of years, she would not be driven insane by nothingness and darkness.

In this way, for the position of "newbie guide", Orianna is indeed the most suitable candidate.

At this point, Wang Zhen finally has a general understanding of the historical origin of the emergence of the League of Legends system, but as long as he understands some of these things, he is not interested in details.

What Wang Zhen was really interested in was what Fedetik said when he met him!

At this moment, Federtic no longer had the initiative to speak, as if waiting for destruction to come, leaning on the scythe, quietly looking at the dark sky in the distance.

Wang Zhen sighed, leaned over and sat down beside Fedetik, looked into the distance with him, and then asked with a solemn gaze, "Have we ever met?" If so, how many times? If you haven't seen it, why did you say that? ”

The flame in Federtic's eyes flickered, and it was already faint, and the empty shell had begun to turn into a little dust, drifting away with the wind with the neighing of the crows.

"We've met twice......

"The first time was in my time, in my space, in the here and now, when everything was about to be destroyed, I met you.

"The second time is your time, your space, and you meet me in the here and now, when everything is about to be destroyed."

"And we've only met once......

"For here and now, at the imminent destruction of all, we meet here, and we can only meet here."

"If time is irreversible and space cannot overlap, then what you meet at this time is not me, and what I meet at this time is not you, and you and I have no possibility of meeting."

"So, we haven't seen it at all."

The crows' sorrows became more and more terrible, as if they could pierce through the void, constantly shaking the entire dark world, and transmitting the departure of the messenger of doom to the distant shore.

The crow is an ominous thing, and their mournful cry that covers the sky and the sun represents the destruction of life, death and calamity. However, the other side of them represents the transcendence of the undead, and they are the messengers of the transcendent souls, allowing people to stay away from all grievances and find their own other side in the underworld.

Federtic died, and with the mournful cry of a flock of crows like Sanskrit, left this world to find his own shore.

His soul does not belong to this world.

Wang Zhen stretched out his hand and gently brushed it in the void, and a wisp of sand fell on the palm of his hand, which was a part of Federtic's body, the last wisp of dust that the scarecrow drifted away with the wind.

At this point, there are no more Doomsday Messengers in this world, and there is no more Federtic.

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