People in the League, Masters of Time Management

Ai hoped for the quiet street outside the window, then took the conversation:

"Once the patrol team finds the demon, the furnace family members will immediately flee in the opposite direction, and the Iceborn will stay to buy time."

"Very good." Mu Bai was very satisfied with the arrangement of the two girls, "Then is there any news about that demon now?"

"Yes, and no." Ashe said, "It is impossible for the scouts to follow up and stare at where the demon is going. We can only speculate on his whereabouts through the ruins of one village after another."

"Um...how's the situation?"

"Not so good. The devastated villages are driving north, closer and closer to Kuchar."

"Are there any other villages near Kuchar?"

"No, only here and Winter's Claw are left..." Ashe frowned subconsciously.

Winter's Claw is still north of the Avarosa tribe. If the demon walks in the original direction and advances along the ice sea, then the next stop is likely to be here.

"Be optimistic, maybe he thought it was boring to continue going north and went back?" Mu Bai rubbed Ashe's silver hair to comfort him a little.

But to be honest, he didn't even believe it himself.

In everything, we must hope for the greatest, do our best, and plan for the worst...

"In short, try to hide as much as possible."

"Yeah." Ashe touched the big hand on top of her head, feeling much better.

But the other two were not too happy.

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At night, on the outskirts of the Avarosa Tribe.

Two patrolling Iceborn stood on the hillside, looking at the valley floor in the distance.

Because of the darkness and the wind and snow, it looked like there was only a vast expanse of whiteness, and the buildings rising from the ground looked like huge rocks or ice crystals.

There was not a single candle in sight.

"It looks about the same during the day," said an Iceborn. "The houses and streets are covered with ice and snow."

The other person nodded, "It's thanks to the female magician brought back by Mr. Mu Bai, who hid the whole village with a wave of her hand. It's amazing..."

"I agree. Tell me, which tribe is that female magician from?"

"I don't know... I feel a bit like a Frost Guard."

"But doesn't our respected Warmother hate the Frost Priest?"

"Who knows." The tall Iceborn shrugged and said with a smile, "Maybe it's because Mr. Mubai likes it. Didn't you see that female magician is obedient to Mr. Mubai?"

"Oh, I see! Mr. Mubai likes that female magician, and our war mother likes Mr. Mubai, so...so that's it."

"It's a complicated relationship."

"Yes."

The blizzard was getting bigger and bigger, and the cold air hurt people's lungs, but the two iceborn were very happy to see such weather.

The bigger the snow, the worse the vision, and the better the concealment of the village.

They had not seen the village for several days.If even the Iceborn can't see, how can the so-called demons see clearly?

The short Iceborn breathed hot air on his hands, and continued his patrol.

"The wind is very noisy today..." he said, "I like this weather."

No one answered him.

He glanced to the side in displeasure, but suddenly found that his companion was not there at all.

"Gerry? Where did you go?" He yelled a few more times towards Blizzard and the darkness, but still no one answered.

At this time, he made a new discovery...

From the hillside just now to here, there are only his own footprints on the snow...

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run!

Albert now has only one thought—run, run as hard as he can, as far as possible.

Even if his legs had started to feel weak and trembling, he couldn't stay for a moment.

He didn't know how far he ran, but he saw the corpses of many companions along the way, including his good partner, Gerry.

Here comes the demon.It appeared without warning and slaughtered the patrol team on the mountain.

If he ran in the direction of the village now, he might be able to survive under the protection of other clansmen, but he couldn't do that.

He was going to run in the opposite direction and lead the demon astray.

"What a bad day..."

After running for more than ten minutes, Albert was completely exhausted.He hid behind a piece of ice rock, cautiously sticking out half of his head.

There were still only his footprints on the thick snow, and the figure of the demon could not be seen.

The wind and snow were still bitter, and the whining sound of the strong wind passing through the cracks in the rocks was very similar to the "crying and howling of evil spirits" that people talked about in taverns.

In the night sky full of dark clouds, the traces of stars could not be seen clearly, only the ice crystal dust left by the explosion of the flare.

To be honest, Albert was not sure if the clansmen could see the flares—it was best not to see them.If you can't see it, it proves that he has run a long way.

"My mission is complete..." He rubbed his frozen fingers, then stretched his hand to his waist, gripping the slightly rusty iron ax tightly. "Now, it's time to fight like a true Iceborn..."

When there was a slight movement from behind the rock, Albert stood up.

He saw it, the demon.

Horns, wings, armor, exposed muscles, distorted textures... His existence seems to be to challenge the dignity of nature, and it is so unreasonable from head to toe.

The faith and courage that Albert had accumulated with great difficulty collapsed instantly at this moment, and he couldn't even think of resisting at all.

That is the fear from the depths of the soul, just like the extreme despair of ants when facing a lion.

Just taking a look at it made his liver and gallbladder burst.

"Ah... I saw it, are you trembling?" The demon opened its huge mouth full of fangs, and hoarse sounds came out from the twisted trachea:

"You're scared, you're...frightened? Right? Hahahaha... What a fragile body, how ridiculous, maggot!"

Aatrox's roar directly shook the rocks to crack and the snow to fly, as if the god in charge of thunder on the dome had cast down a divine punishment.

Albert's legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground after being yelled at. There were traces of blood overflowing from his ears, and his brain went blank.

"You let me down, maggot..." But Aatrox showed no mercy.

He walked straight towards the opponent, and the huge sword more than three meters long and one meter wide dragged a terrifying trace in the snow.

"I thought you would take me to find your people... But you didn't. You are so weak, but you want to protect your companions with your own life... Stupid, stupid."

Aatrox raised his sword.

"You protected them, you thought they would be grateful to you...but you were wrong, hopelessly wrong."

"They will only take it for granted. If you fail to protect them, they will instead blame you, spurn you, and regard you as a monster, a different kind..."

"Embrace oblivion, maggot. Let me grant you eternal sleep!"

As the last syllable fell, the blood-red giant sword slashed towards Albert.

But when the blade was less than five centimeters away from the skin, Aatrox suddenly stopped moving.

To be exact, it wasn't that he took the initiative to withdraw, but another sword forced his sword to stop abruptly.

"Huh?" Aatrox looked at the long sword stuck in the ground, then turned around slowly.

He seemed to smell a familiar smell...

What was that name?La... te... or drawing...

"Oh, Raast!" he remembered suddenly.

Looking at the approaching black shadow in the wind and snow, Aatrox looked very happy--what a blessing to meet an old friend in a foreign land!

"How many years have we not seen each other, my brother? You have also broken free from that damned cage! Come, join me, and let us take revenge on that damned protoss!"

The figure came closer.Aatrox could see him clearly.

A young, healthy body, but not so strong.

"Have you found a suitable host, Raast? Oh, with all due respect, your eyes are as stupid as your scythe, hahahahaha...don't be angry, brother. I'm just telling the truth."

In fact, Aatrox has many opportunities to "parasitize" in the body of mortals, but he doesn't want to.

He is extremely arrogant and thinks that the body of a mortal is too dirty and fragile.Instead of living in a symbiotic way, it is better to directly capture their bodies and lives.

At this moment, his body is made up of countless mortal tissue pieces.

"Why don't you speak, brother?" Aatrox smiled, but the giant sword never left his hand. "What happened to that sword just now?"

"I'll keep that person for use." The figure in the darkness spoke slowly, with a resonant and forceful voice.

"Your prey? Well, then I won't fight with you."

"Thanks, Aatrox."

Mu Bai approached straight, and picked up the sword on the ground as if nothing had happened.

Ten minutes earlier, he had seen the patrol's flare in the village.

Although he didn't want to face Aatrox, a demigod-level monster, some troubles had to be solved...

Since you can't avoid it, then take Plan B.

"Why are you here, my brother?" Aatrox laughed. "How long have you been out of your cage?"

"I sensed your aura, so I came here. It's not long, just came out for half a year." Mu Bai knew that the other party mistakenly thought he was Raast, and this misunderstanding was the most important part of the plan.

"Hahahahaha... your nose has always been smarter than mine, Raast. Do you still remember the battle of the world thousands of years ago? It was thanks to your nose at that time, hahahahaha."

Saying that, Aatrox sniffled playfully.

"Oh man, you...stink. Seems like you're more corrupted than I am."

"Stop laughing at fifty steps, Aatrox..." Mu Bai deliberately lowered his voice, imitating Raast's tone and voice. "We're all of the same breed, we're all... called darkin."

"Darkin! Lingering infamy!"

"You seem more excitable than before?"

"Oh, sorry, my brother. I... can't help it. I want to rip that damned Twilight Protoss off Targon, I'm going to chop her up, cut her up, chop her up!"

"What we have is time and means... let's talk in another place." Mu Bai said.

He gestured quietly while watching Aatrox's facial expression.

He knew that in the valley not far away, the three sisters were ready...

Chapter 32 The Fall of the Ascended

Mubai led Aatrox into the valley where traps were prepared in advance.

The latter seemed to completely believe that he was the real Raast, and he kept talking non-stop along the way, shouting for a while to kill all human beings, and for a while to pull out the intestines of the protoss and sew them into clothes .

How much of a psychopath...

Oh no, this is a complete lunatic, and it is the kind that cannot be cured.

Even if no one pays attention to him, he can still talk a lot on his own, and the content is too big and inappropriate.

God knows how tormented he was during those long years sealed in the weapon.

1000 years of solitude are enough to turn a proud warrior of the gods into a mad murderer.

"Not yet, my good brother?" Aatrox was still yelling. "Where are we going? The next village?"

Mu Bai shook his head, and replied absent-mindedly: "No, I want to show you my collection. You will like it."

To be honest, he really wanted to show the other party a way and send him away, but doing so would not solve the problem at its root.