Chapter 71: Attraction

Wang Zhen stood on the top of Roshan and watched the storm of crows dance wantonly in the darkness, allowing destruction to spread and let his thoughts be stretched and distorted infinitely until the world turned into nothingness.

When he opened his eyes again, the tragic apocalyptic scene was gone, and all that came into his eyes was a huge bronze door that spanned the entire sky.

There is nothing else in this world.

Wang Zhen stretched out his clenched right hand and slowly released it in the void, and a wisp of sand fell from between his fingers.

This is the only proof that Fedetik has ever existed, otherwise, it would be hard for Wang Zhen to believe that this encounter that spanned thousands of years really happened.

It's just that it's all too scary.

Federtic is like an omnipotent demon who predicts doom and sees through the Three Realms!

Wang Zhen even had the illusion that maybe he did not travel to the Valoran continent, but only appeared in Federtic's prophecy, and in the underworld, the two of them witnessed the inevitable apocalyptic dream......

But what did he catch?

Wang Zhen lowered his head, looked at the fine sand floating in mid-air, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and subconsciously took a step back.

At the same time, a set of data appeared in his mind!

Name: Federtic

Nickname: Doomsday

Level: Level 1

Race: Unknown

Faction: Zuan

Class: Magical Hero

Skill: Not yet

Talent: See through the Eye of the Three Realms

Vitality: 0\/470

XP: 0\/100

Combat effectiveness: f

Wang Zhen looked at the fine sand floating in front of him in a daze, only to feel that the worldview he had established for a long time collapsed in an instant, he didn't expect that he grabbed it casually in the illusion of doom and caught the doomsday messenger back?

Isn't that a fantasy?

Nima, what the hell is going on......

The most incredible thing for Wang Zhen is that unlike Galen and Ash, Federtic's race is unknown, and his talent is even more exaggerated to the point of "seeing through the Eye of the Three Realms"!

Such a domineering race and talent, coupled with the eerie title of Doombringer, is enough to show how different Fedetik is.

However, in addition to being surprised, the doubts in Wang Zhen's heart are getting heavier and heavier, he remembers that the novice guide said that now this dark world exists in nothingness, it is an isolated existence, and things from the outside world cannot be brought in at all.

However, how could a wisp of sand that he grabbed casually return to this space with him?

Is this the sand of gold?

Just when Wang Zhen was puzzled, the voice of the novice guide machine sounded again: "Wang Zhen, please don't bring some strange things in, you must know that if you are taken advantage of by the doomsday virus, you and I will fall into a place of no return......

"Strange stuff? How can he be considered a strange thing? Wang Zhen pointed to the fine sand in a daze, and found that the novice guide did not perceive the true identity of the fine sand, and asked tentatively, "Are you ...... Can't see his attributes? ”

"Sorry, it seems to me that this is just dust with enchanted properties."

"Enchanted attributes?" Wang Zhen pondered for a moment, frowned, and said, "So, as long as it is enchanted, anything from the outside world can be brought in?" ”

To this, the novice guide replied very succinctly: "Your space backpack only has six compartments. ”

Well, although the novice guide was very shocking, it solved the problem he had been struggling with for a long time.

The League of Legends system rejects everything outside and nothing can be brought in except gold. However, the items sold in the League of Legends store can come in and out at will, which is something that Wang Zhen has always been unable to figure out.

At this time, after being reminded by the novice, he finally understood that in the League of Legends store, whether it is medicine or weapons and equipment, there is a common characteristic, that is, enchantment!

Enchantment is a common feature of all items, and the reason why he can bring back fine sand is also because of enchantment.

Wang Zhen didn't know why this wisp of sand had enchanted properties, and in that destructive battlefield, Wang Zhen saw Fedtic turn to ashes with his own eyes, and watched it be swept into the air by a storm of crows, floating to every corner of the battlefield......

What he caught was only a wisp of sand scattered in the wind, not all that Federtic.

Of course, enchanting or not is not the point, with the level of magic technology in the Valoran continent at that time, enchanting the body of a scarecrow is as simple as enchanting a piece of clothing.

What really made Wang Zhen unable to let go was the attribute information on the fine sand!

The real strength of the Doomsday Messenger is not the body, but his soul, and since the fine sand can reveal the attributes of Federtic's soul, then this is not a simple scarecrow body, not a simple enchantment.

It is no exaggeration to say that this wisp of sand is Federtic, the messenger of doom!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhen couldn't calm down anymore, that feeling was like having a pair of hands in the dark, it was spying on the distant future, spying on the secrets of life and death, and for this it spanned thousands of years......

If this was Federtic's intention, then the matter would not be simple.

"Novice guide, where is Federtic's soul? Take me over and see it right away! ”

Wang Zhen's mind moved, and he received all the spinning yarns into the six-grid backpack, and then didn't care about waiting for the novice's guide to answer, and rushed towards the bronze giant gate!

On the other side of the bronze gate is the habitat of the heroes.

Wang Zhen walked through the giant gate and was in the soul flames in the sky, without the slightest stop, and quickly walked through it, lighting up clusters of flames, reflecting the illusory majestic figures.

However, he never saw the familiar scarecrow.

As if confirming Wang Zhen's guess, the voice of the novice guide came from afar: "No need to look for it, there is no Feidetic soul here." ”

Wang Zhen frowned and said, "Why? ”

"Because he is the nemesis of the Doomsday Demon, the most hated existence of the Doomsday Demon, we cannot take his soul back from the hands of the Doomsday Demon......"

Hearing this, Wang Zhen finally stopped running: "In this case, I can't summon Federtic?" ”

The novice guide sighed, "Yes, I can help you summon his scarecrow body, but I can't give it a soul, presumably you have seen the Doomsday Messenger in your memory, and you have seen Fedtick reduced to ashes...... Unfortunately, Federtic is too devastated to bring him back to life. ”

At this moment, the apocalyptic scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood poured into my mind again.

The dark crows that covered the sky, the mountains of death, and the Fiddletic sitting on the top of the corpse mountain, this shocking scene once again stirred his heart.

Wang Zhen had climbed to the top of the Corpse Mountain and witnessed the terrifying scene of the crow storm, and at the same time, he also saw the attribute information of the Corpse Mountain and the Sea of Blood.

Beneath Federtic, the mountains of corpses are endless trackers......

With the power of one person, Fedetik swept the entire battlefield, allowing the souls infected by the virus to rest in peace, and played a transcendent Sanskrit sound for the whole world!

If there is a hero hated by the Doomsday Demon, it is probably only Federtic, who is like a natural rival, holding each other's weaknesses and destinies in their hands.

In this dark space of nothingness, the images of the heroes were all extinguished, leaving only clusters of faint firelight.

The novice guide sighed: "Wang Zhen, do you remember the purpose of your visit?" You asked me what the Hero Tracker was, and I didn't answer you, just to show you the last memories of the Valoran continent. ”

I don't know when the voice of the novice guide is no longer cold and mechanical, it seems that this memory has touched some of her memories, and she has begun to exude a human tone.

"The memory I showed you recorded the last image of Federtic, and you should be able to see that the mountain of corpses piled up under Federtic's body is the Doomsday Demon called the Stalker. They parasitize on human bodies, devouring human consciousness until they evolve into true demons and bring destruction to the world. ”

Speaking of trackers, Wang Zhen thought of Ah Xiang again, remembered the terrifying strength that made people palpitate, and at the same time made him more sensitive to the name hero.

"I know that the purpose of you showing me this memory is to show me the true face of the hero tracker, but in that memory, why is there no word 'hero' in the attributes of the doomsday demon I saw? They're called trackers, but not hero trackers, why? ”

The novice guide said gloomily: "Because they are born for heroes, and the purpose of their existence in the world is to track the existence of heroes, and then obtain higher evolution through their unique evolutionary methods." ”

"Unique evolutionary method......" Thinking of Ah Xiang's strange attributes, Wang Zhen finally grasped the key point and suddenly realized, "What are you talking about, devouring evolution?!" ”

Wang Zhen remembers very well that Ah Xiang's talent is Devouring Evolution, if it is combined with the guidance of novices, can it be understood that the purpose of the existence of hero trackers is to devour the heroes of the League of Legends world? And he is the last summoner in the world who can summon heroes......

Thinking of this, Wang Zhen could no longer calm down, and shouted in horror: "God, if you say that, wouldn't the target they are tracking be me?" Are they tracking me? ”

This time, the novice guide did not gloat, but reminded him seriously: "Well, you can understand it this way, and I think that your mental talent is very rare, and it should be more attractive to them than heroes......"

Allure?

Nima!