he came from the void

It's the Sand Bandits, bandits of the desert.

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This moment is finally ushered in, and I am very excited. After all, this is the best-scoring book in the history of Maobing, and it is also the best-scoring book of its kind on the platform.

It’s not for no reason that there are few people who write in Runeterra. Official books are frequently eaten, the background is fragmented, and the main body of the game does not need to understand the plot. The reason why everyone can gather here is because they like this world view.

But the most important point is still not seeing the results.

Grades and income are directly linked, and it is difficult to generate electricity for love for a long time.

Looking around on the platform, the best score in writing Runeterra is nothing more than Qianjun.Unlike competitive essays, the upper limit is as high as [-], and readers are willing to pay. The subscription ratio is frighteningly high, so many people flock to it.

If I didn't know how to do it, I would also write competitive essays.

Therefore, if you want to have more good-looking alliances and humanities, you still have to have a book with good grades as a benchmark.

Otherwise, old writers with writing experience feel that they have no money and don’t want to write, and new writers are interested in writing but do not have enough writing experience to support them. If there is no good work to break through the classification, this type of work will remain in the minority.

Having said so much, in fact, it is just a few starting coins in everyone's hands.

Subscription is the motivation to support the author to write. More subscriptions can prompt the author to write high-quality content, and high-quality content can attract more readers to subscribe.

Not much nonsense, Maobing also knows that his level is only a three-legged cat, and he can't play a so-called benchmarking role. He can only guarantee that he will write this book as well as possible.

Because if you can't write well, you have to go to the construction site to move bricks.

and so……

Come on!Let us break through the curse of Qianjun together and reach new heights!

Rush!

About listing:

Chapters will be updated at 8:21 noon this Friday, tomorrow, and August 12st. (the time may be delayed, but not more than half an hour)

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A reward is one update per ten thousand rewards, and it is already owed about fifteen updates.

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Here I would like to thank Brother Yibo Stone Hammer, who is also the leader Lin Yunlou.

From the last book to the present, my brother has always supported me, playing with female companions from time to time to make people black out in the group, and trying to enliven the atmosphere of the book friend group.

He also told me that Mao Bao was free to fly, and went to his place to move bricks when he hit the street, and the construction site was found.

I was very moved and refused, this guy must be plotting against me.

Therefore, in order not to let my brother succeed, everyone must come to help subscribe when the time comes!

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Chapter 85 The Shakar Bandit Group (Please Subscribe!!!)

Just like crocodiles will lurk in the river waiting for the wildebeest to come to drink, many bandit groups will also guard near the water source and wait for the food to be delivered to the door.

And the weaver tribe who stayed by the river overnight became their target.

"They must have deliberately waited for the Zagaya tribe to go far away before making a move. There are heavily armed Doman giants around, so they dare not do anything." Kassadin was well-informed, and he analyzed the cause of the incident at once.

The Shakar bandits stopped in front of the rock, got off their camels one after another, and walked into the range of the fire.

There were dozens of robbers in this group, all of them were equipped with reinforced bone shields and long-handled weapons. They wore this bone visor on their faces, with only holes for their eyes, revealing vicious and fierce gazes. The craftsmen patrolled back and forth.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and only the flock of sheep could be heard calling incessantly in the cold wind carrying sand grains.

"The bandit group usually only targets the scavengers. It shouldn't kill the weaver tribe. After all, there are hundreds of people in it, and the opponent's loss is definitely not small."

Facing the bandits, Kassadin remained calm.While explaining the situation to the two in a low voice, he moved closer to the front.

As a piggybacked guest, when the host encounters danger, he should consciously stand together and show his attitude.

Otherwise, if you don't act, you will be betrayed or suffer retaliation afterwards.

"If there is a conflict, you two don't do anything to expose the secret, I will handle it." He finally warned.

"Well, I understand." Kane held Kesha down and stepped back into the darkness.He protected Kesha behind him, and whispered, "Don't use Void Skin Armor unless it is absolutely necessary."

Keisha didn't respond, her eyes dimly watching the group of robbers, wondering if doing it herself would make things better or worse.

The bandit leader spoke, his voice hoarse like gravel rubbing against each other.

"Get the sheep out, and we'll leave now, and there will be no blood tonight."

He spoke eloquently, and his intentions were obvious in one sentence. Now it was the chief weaver's turn to make a decision.

All the clansmen cast their dignified eyes on the chief, waiting for him to make a decision, which doubled the pressure on the chief.

"You took all the sheep away, how can we live?" The chief expected that the other party didn't think of the conflict, and wanted to be a white wolf with empty hands, and his nervous heart calmed down a little.

"I'll give you half at most." He replied bitterly, as if he was spending money to eliminate the disaster.

Their tribe is not good at fighting, and if they really fight, they will definitely suffer.

Moreover, they are a group, a big family, and they can't do without anyone.

So try to avoid fighting if you can. The chief thought a lot. If only half of it is handed over, it will only take a few summers to recover all the losses; recover losses.

But robbers never make sense.

"Here, I have the final say. I will pay by the head. One sheep redeems one life." The bandit leader's tone was unquestionable. He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to start counting the number of people.

This made the middle-aged chief's lips tremble, and his whole body felt cold.

More than 100 people, more than 100 sheep, this is most of the flock!

It turned out that the other party had already calculated it.

As long as there is no conflict.

Kassadin thought from his own standpoint, and the three of them were also counted. After this incident, he should pay the weavers with something equivalent to or higher than the value of the three sheep, so as to make up for some of the heavy losses they suffered.

At this moment, things suddenly changed.

When the robbers were counting the number of people, they noticed that Kesha was special.Even though Kane had expected to stand in front of her, he could only block one side of her gaze.

They informed the bandit leader, and a lot of malicious eyes were cast on the two of them.

"Oops." Kane's face sank like water, but Keisha's stunning appearance was still discovered.

"That purple-haired girl in the corner, show us your face!" Encouraged by a group of robbers, the bandit leader issued an order.

The eyes of the crowd gathered in an instant, and Kane could feel Kesha behind him trembling, suppressing her anger.

"Hurry up! Don't waste my time!" Several impatient robbers began to boo.

Kesha's gloomy voice reached her ears, and she asked, "Kane, if I change back to the original, can I scare these people away?"

The armor plate on her back began to spread, and the skin armor was eager to kill, tearing off the disguise and reappearing in the sky.

"The Sand Pirates are not so easy to scare away, but they will scare the weavers instead. Uncle knows this so that we will not be exposed."

Keisha gritted her teeth and suppressed the killer.

"Don't worry, I still have spells to protect us." Kane calmly reassured her.

"Are you deaf? Come out!"

The robbers continued to shout, when the chief stepped forward.

"Let go of that girl, we can have a few more sheep, just please let her go!" He gritted his teeth and begged.

The righteous chief was unwilling to involve outsiders in this incident. This time, he made a wrong decision and spent the night by the river to cause the plunder.

He knew very well the terrible treatment that a beautiful girl like Kesha would encounter after being taken away by robbers, basically never to return.

Moreover, it is not once or twice that the robbers are extremely hungry and eat people. They have no moral bottom line at all!

"What the fuck is your business? Get your sheep ready!" The bandit leader picked up flying sand on the ground with a bone spear and hit the chief in the face.

The latter was hit into the eye socket by flying sand, and he raised his hand to wipe it, tears streaming down from the pain.

"The little girl is disobedient, so take her away."

A few men with wretched smiles walked out of the bandit group and surrounded Kesha, but when the last Sand Bandit passed by Kassadin, the latter suddenly became violent.

His right wrist popped out the nihilistic light blade, and the unsuspecting robber was cut off with the knife in his hand, and even the gushing blood disappeared strangely, as if he had gone to another dimension.

Then he turned and charged at another Sand Bandit, who raised his spear in panic to block.

Surprisingly, the hardwood spear shaft was easily severed by the light blade like a strand of hair.With a flash of cold light, the robber looked down and saw his separated ribs and thoracic vertebrae, and his heart was exposed from the flat incision.

Is this a nightmare?

Blood splattered five steps, burning with anger.

Kassadin's anger could no longer be suppressed, and from the moment his daughter was discovered, he couldn't stay out of it.

These thieves dare to touch his only daughter!

Never forgive!

When the rest of the robbers saw that their accomplice had been killed, they roared and rushed towards Kassadin with spears.

They wielded bone spears that could pierce Skarash, making it easy to deal with the unarmored Kassadin.Even if he holds the invincible magic weapon wrist blade in his hand, he can't hold back the many hands on the opposite side.

While Kassadin was thinking about how to respond, he suddenly raised dust on the ground between them.

The robbers were blinded by the dust and stopped charging. Kassadin seized the opportunity to rush forward and deal a fatal blow to the sand robbers.

Chapter 86 Demonstration of spells (please subscribe!!!)

Kane didn't expect that Kassadin could not help but make a move first. He knew the strength of the two of them, and it was absolutely impossible for them to be hurt by a few robbers.

Kassadin was a little overwhelmed by anger, making Kane's explosive trap on the bandit's path useless, and forcing Kane to use a move of dust to help him out.

The conflict was inevitable, and the two parties pointed their weapons at each other and confronted each other across the bonfire.Kane touched the Tears of the Goddess, began to absorb mana, and secretly cast spells.

Kassadin calmed down a little, and was not driven by the anger, and rushed towards the enemy with a light blade in his hand.

The bandit captain stared at the light blade in Kassadin's hand, his gaze was so frenzied that it seemed to spew fire.

"The blade of the underworld is recognized, and there will be a bloodbath." Kassadin panted, this weapon was dishonorable, and he was forced to show it.

"Shepherd, these three people are not from your tribe, right? Keep your duty, we don't need to take your sheep." Said the bandit leader, and surrounded the three people with his men.

Kassadin stood ready, he understood that these bandits didn't want them to have a better life, this was isolating them.

What would the weavers do?

He thinks this is not important anymore, it seems that only Kane Kesha revealing his identity can solve the immediate problem.

And after that, the three of them should part ways with the weavers, so it doesn't matter what they do.

But the chief's attitude was beyond his expectation, he didn't give up on them just because he wanted to recover the loss!

Although his eyes had sand in his eyes, his heart was like a mirror.

"The Weaver Mother taught us to weave silk thread into cloth, which is to warn us that only unity can make us fortitude. Stand back, Shakars, we will fight together with our guests!"

The kindness of the weavers made Kassadin entangled. The power of the void is taboo, and releasing it will inevitably lead to bad results.

Rumble!

A boulder made the decision for him.

Jagged flying rocks flew out of the darkness and smashed straight at the bandits.

The bandit leader reacted very quickly and dodged Feiyan shortly.Behind him, several unlucky robbers were hit by flying rocks, and they were crushed into bloody corpses. The bones and armor on the surface of their bodies were smashed and sunk into their flesh.

What's more terrible is that there are several explosive traps placed on the surface of this flying rock, which exploded when it hit the ground, and the burning rubble splashed around, knocking down a group of people again, but fortunately this time the bone armor protected them.

Kassadin turned his head to look at Kane. He protected Kaisha behind him, held the tear of the goddess in one hand, and drew a mysterious trajectory in the air with the other hand, guiding the elements around him to shape with magic power.

And he felt that the blade of the underworld in his hand seemed to be breathing, quietly absorbing the invisible power emitted by Kane's magic.

I used the flying rock technique to recycle the explosive trap before, and the power it produced greatly increased Kane's confidence.