On the thirteenth day after the siege began, the whole day after the heavy rain was very calm, the weather was very clear, the sun was high, and the rain-soaked ground gradually returned to solidity...

The Xianbei people are like a boxer who has exhausted his strength after fighting. Although he seemed to be unstoppable before, he just gave up thinking under the stimulation of high pressure and just used his life to build victory. But once they stopped to rest, their tone was completely different.

After relaxing, the soldiers regained their senses, and their war-weariness was as high as ever.

Under this situation, no matter how crazy and anxious Bu Dugen was, he had to let the soldiers rest for one more day. He had not paid attention to the casualties in the past few days, but when he took stock today, Bu Dugen discovered that there were already 80,000

Soldiers died under the city, and many camps were deserted.

"We have no choice!"

Bu Dugen sat in the tent and looked around at the leaders of the various tribes. He knew that many people already wanted to give up, but Yunzhong County was about to be breached. How could they return their troops?

"I know, you want to say that our soldiers are exhausted, but if you raise your head and look at the garrison in Yunzhong County, they are even more exhausted than us! Open your eyes wide and see that those Han soldiers are tougher than us.

Not afraid of death, if we give up the blood of the grassland people now, then the Huns will be our future!"

Bu Dugen's eyes seemed to want to kill someone. He sat on a white wolf skin and slowly closed his eyes. He seemed to be waiting for the others to answer. After a long silence, the first leader finally stood up to reply, and then

Everyone gave the same answer.

"I am willing to die for the leader!"

"Okay! Have a good rest tonight, reward the three armies, and capture Yunzhong County in one fell swoop tomorrow. Don't seal the sword for three days!"

Bu Dugen was very satisfied with their answers, but he was not always tough with a whip and a sweet date, and the morale was too low now, so rewarding the three armies was the best choice.

"Tomorrow, just tomorrow!"

After everyone left, Bu Dugen sat quietly in the big tent. He was actually very worried, but as a leader, he could not allow himself to be cowardly.

Moreover...Bu Dugen saw the heart-stopping murderous intent from Lu Honglei, Ji Luo and the other five people. Once they failed this time, the Han people, led by these five generals, would probably counterattack Xianbei.

In that case, their trouble... would be too big.

Outside the tent, the leaders of each tribe carried out Bu Dugen's orders very well. In order to improve the morale of the soldiers for tomorrow's siege, the cattle and sheep were slaughtered one by one. Each soldier received a sufficient reward.

There was no wine, but the Xianbei soldiers enjoyed the meat and sang and danced happily.

Of course, the Xianbei people also set up perimeter security, but it was a little superficial. After all, no one would have thought that the Han people would dare to rob the camp at night after being suppressed like that on the city wall.

There are only about 20,000 Han soldiers left, and they are exhausted from several days of continuous fighting. It would be extremely stupid for such soldiers to rob the camp.

Moreover, the Xianbei people actually walked out of the city wall much like the Han people. As long as they left the condescending defense, the brave Xianbei soldiers could fight one against two.

Beside the burning bonfire, the Xianbei people sang and danced. In front of the fragrant barbecue, everyone feasted. The leaders and generals hugged the beautiful women and enjoyed the fragrant kumiss. Everything was so beautiful.

The night is as dark as water... Around this peaceful and quiet place, sharp blades and steel are thirsty for blood!

"At twelve o'clock, they have almost eaten and drank enough, and it's time for a sweet sleep~"

Ji Luo walked alone in the darkness, as erratic as a ghost. No telescope was needed. As long as he looked from a high place, anyone could clearly see the brightly lit Xianbei Camp. There... the smell of meat was really elegant~

"Lost in Hades!"

Ji Luo stood in a wilderness. He raised his head, looked at the cloudy sky, and opened the trump card he had prepared long ago.

""The lost function of Hades has been successfully activated - selected: the creation demon Malzahar. Do you want to consume 79,000 source energy essence to release it forever?"

"yes."

Ji Luo took a deep breath and finally pressed confirm. With the activation of [Lost in Hades], the hero avatar of the Void Prophet Malzahar also disappeared from all interfaces such as the store and skins.

Then... the holographic projection of the Void Prophet Malzahar appeared in front of Ji Luo, and exploded into clouds and mist all over the sky. These dark mist seemed to have crossed some kind of boundary line and came to Ji Luo's side.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Luo was already surrounded by black mist. Ji Luo felt that his whole body was as cold as stone, and his soul seemed to have changed his body. Everything was strange yet familiar...

"Aha……"

Ji Luo slowly opened his eyes. To his surprise, Ji Luo didn't feel any discomfort. He lowered his head and suddenly realized that the ground was so far away.

Because, at this time, Ji Luo had transformed into the image of the creation demon, Malzahar, floating in mid-air.

Ji Luo's body became particularly huge, almost ten meters tall, and the skin all over his body became as textured as stone and turned into a deep blue.

He wore ancient and barbaric accessories, and a stone square-pointed dagger hung on his waist. Ji Luo's eyes flashed red, and everything in the dark night was as bright as day.

"This is...the Creation Demon God Malzahar?"

Ji Luo touched his arm, and the idea of ​​moving forward came to his mind, and he naturally began to float forward at an extremely fast speed.

Ji Luo didn't expect that the skin of the Creation Demon God would have such a huge blessing. Ji Luo thought it was just to change Malzahar's image, but he didn't expect that the skin of the Creation Demon God really had ancient and profound charms.

strength.

Of course, this power, which is more powerful than imagined, not only does not bother Ji Luo, but also adds a bit more winning rate to his plan. It's just a pity...it can only be used once.

After twenty-four hours, Ji Luo will transform back into his original self. Of course, he can cancel it at any time. However, after the transformation ends, Ji Luo will lose Malzahar, the Prophet of the Void, and all his skins forever.

The loss is not small, but it’s okay. Ji Luo doesn’t want to see the Prophet of the Void, Malzahar, and doesn’t intend to accept his inheritance, so let’s just split it.

"I think I should study the skins of each hero in the future..."

Ji Luo used to just look at the various heroes in LOL who had good-looking skins, but now, he feels that he has underestimated the power of skins. Many heroes may be extremely weak, but with the blessing of skins, they may also become big BOSS!
Chapter completed!