Chapter 949 [0940] Walking Into a Trap

If at the beginning, the Monitor was just a large human shield that relied on its huge size to withstand beatings, then as it gradually adapted to the air and magic of Runeterra, it swallowed up some extremely heroic Frostguard warriors. , it quickly entered the awakening state.

Hunger has been urging it, and when it realizes that what it is devouring is no longer illusion, it should turn on its full power.

The first to suffer was the Frostguard tribe on the Frostguard Fortress.

The ice bloodline gave them resistance to severe cold, as well as amazing talent and resistance to ice magic, but when facing the monitor, these advantages completely turned into disadvantages.

A considerable part of the power of the Ice Bloodline comes from the power of the void. Lissandra hopes to use the help of the Monitor to create the three sisters' own dependents and then become true gods. This plan makes the Ice Bloodline face the Monitor's power. At that time, he suffered a terrible backlash.

Due to the attraction and control of the source of blood, as the monitors turned on their devouring power, the ice blood of Frost Guard Fortress quickly lost its resistance.

Many people even jumped off the city wall and voluntarily sacrificed themselves to the monitors.

Nourished by the flesh and blood of the Frost Guard tribe, a layer of void chitin reflecting the light began to emerge on the monitor's body.

At the same time, its tentacles, which originally seemed a little "slender" compared to its own body, became visibly thicker.

What's more terrible is that the watcher's gaze has become more dangerous-the three original gods of Freljord feel this most deeply.

At the very beginning, the person being monitored would only feel local discomfort when looking at it. Void ulcers would appear on the body surface only after being stared at for a long time.

But as the Monitor devoured more and more flesh and blood, the lethality of its gaze was rapidly increasing. Even Anivia, who could fly in mid-air, had the ice crystals on her body become thinner after being swept by the gaze. dim.

What's worse is that this situation is obviously not the limit now, and the Monitor obviously still has room to continue to grow!

These three embarrassed primitive gods discovered for the first time that there was such a terrifying existence in the world. The full confidence before the war had now disappeared. It is no exaggeration to say that they are now unable to even protect themselves. If he doesn't get caught, if he continues to fight, he may very well follow in the footsteps of the Frost Guard tribe.

Under this situation, even the proud Volibear couldn't help but look forward to Kalya.

"Didn't you say there were mortals to help you?" He rolled on the ground in embarrassment, avoiding the sight of the monitors, while shouting breathlessly to Anivia, "Where is it? I didn't see it at all!"

"I don't know." The situation was out of control and Anivia seemed to have no good solution. "But I think in this case, there is not much room for mortals to intervene."

"So how did that despicable guy seal it?" Volibear's tone was confused and helpless. "Does it also have some followers who can help her complete the backstab?"

"Maybe it wasn't adapted to our world at that time." Aoun whispered, "It is getting more and more adapted and getting stronger, like a piece of fine iron that has been carefully forged..."

"No, it's rotten iron, the most disgusting rotten iron, which can only be used to make toilets!" Volibear angrily interrupted Ornn's metaphor, "Use your hammer to smash this piece of rotten iron!"

It seems that they are not in despair, and are even in the mood to joke.

However, the situation of the battle was not as optimistic as their tone. Even facing the Lund Python, they had never been so helpless.

If it continues, everything will really be over.

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North of the Howling Abyss, the three original gods of the Freljord are locked in a bitter battle, and the Frostguard Fortress is rapidly falling into ruins.

To the south of the Howling Abyss, the coalition forces remained motionless.

Although they were enemies before, seeing the Frostguard tribe lining up to feed the monitors, the Avarosan people were a little unacceptable. Many people found Ashe and asked her to fight, hoping to take the initiative to attack the Frost Guards. The Wei tribe provided a cover, instead of maintaining a defensive posture under the protection of the Malphite combat unit, and continued the task of clearing the insect swarm.

"If this continues, we will lose all our allies sooner or later!"

"That monster is getting stronger and stronger. Although its target is not us now, it will eventually be in the future!"

"Let's take advantage of it before its attention is on our side!"

"..."

"..."

However, facing the requests of many warriors to fight, Lux and Ashe had only one attitude.

no!

Kalya is not ready yet. He must wait until he completes the "defense breaking" of the monitor before the coalition forces are dispatched in large numbers. Otherwise, if they rush forward now, they will only end up being a health pack for the monitor. Not only will they not be able to eliminate the monitor, Otherwise, it will make it stronger and stronger.

Moreover, don’t Lux and Ashe understand the meaning of lips dying and teeth falling apart?

They also knew very well that if the monitors could really clear the north bank of the Howling Abyss, the coalition camp on the south bank would certainly not be spared.

But now, they must wait patiently, wait until Kalya is ready, and wait for their own attack window.

So, as the key to the coalition's victory, what is Kalya doing?

The answer is that at this moment, Kalya is carefully decorating his own little world.

Instead of decorating the small world beautifully, it turns it into chaos.

A chaos that is enough to attract a watcher.

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When the fourth day of the Battle of Frostguard Fortress arrived, and when the long-awaited morning light penetrated the thick clouds and mist and projected onto the battlefield again, it seemed that the Monitor had won everything it expected.

The Frostguard tribe is almost completely finished.

Although there are still many people in the Frost Guard Fortress struggling to resist the call of the void originating from the depths of the bloodline, these scattered resisters have long been unable to form an effective and large-scale resistance.

Outside the fortress, the three original gods of Freljord have completely lost their aggressive attitude at the beginning of the battle. Instead, they are defending together under mutual cover. Moreover, due to the clear eyes of the monitor, their size has changed. Without exception, they are all smaller.

But on the contrary, the Monitor became more and more powerful after the fierce battle. Its tentacles were more than one dimension thicker than when it first emerged from the Howling Abyss, and its one eye looked even more energetic, even His gaze turned into the form of a laser, possessing astonishing destructive power against inorganic objects.

Throughout the entire north of the Howling Abyss, the victory of the Monitor seems to be only a matter of time!

It was at this time that Kalya, who had disappeared for a long time, finally appeared in the coalition camp again.

Lux and Ashe, who discovered his figure, immediately gathered around him - but before they could speak, Kalya took the initiative to arrange the next combat mission.

"I'll go meet the monitor, wait for my signal, and when the signal comes, I'll attack in full force. I guarantee that it will be a big squid waiting to be slaughtered by then!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, picked up a special flare, took away Lux's sword, and walked straight onto the Frost Bridge.

Kalya did not spread his golden wings, nor did he use magic to levitate himself. He was like an ordinary mortal, braving the biting cold wind on the Howling Abyss, and walked towards it step by step. The direction of the watcher.

Looking at his slightly stooped back, for some reason, Lux's heart suddenly twitched as if someone had grabbed her.

What method is Kalya going to use?

The next moment, she knew.

After Kalya approached the monitor, he took out a broken sword, made a very strange-looking posture, and loudly recited a spell that Lux didn't understand at all.

No, this can't even be said to be a spell, because the syllables squeezed out of Kalya's throat are not the pronunciation of any language at all, but rather like the neighing of those void insects when they are about to die.

And as Kalya chanted, the monitor who had been watching the three original gods of Freljord finally turned his eyes for the first time and looked in the direction of Kalya, examining the guy who called him. .

In the observer's perception, Kalya is a very strange existence - most of his body is made of boring sand, but the core essence has a very obvious aura of the same kind as the void.

The words he "said" contained the boast of the will of the void. When connected together, they seemed to express that he had lifted the seal of the monitor.

As the devourer of all worlds and the spokesperson of the void, the monitor has been to more than one world, so it quickly understood that Kalya should be the "one of its own" in this world who is eager to integrate into the void.

You see, he completed the transformation of the Void and defeated the guy who deceived and sealed him. This is what people who take refuge in the Void do most often!

For this kind of person, the Monitor has always been willing to express its generosity. It twisted its tentacles and left a layer of sticky liquid on Kalya's body, using it as a sign until it returned to the void. After the land is established, "rewards will be given based on merit".

However, after receiving the reward, Kalya did not stop dancing. He raised the broken blade high and started a ritual casting that made the monitor a little confused - the monitor felt the fluctuations from the space. This is the most sensitive thing about it.

Why, the world can no longer satisfy this little guy?

A moment later, an astonishing portal appeared in front of the monitor. Kalya put on an expectant look, as if she was expecting the monitor to go to that world and turn it into the food of the void.

Naturally, the Monitor will not let the battle in front of him give up halfway. These three primitive gods of Freljord have energy that makes it extremely thirsty. It is a power close to the origin of the world. It is the existence that the Monitor is most eager to devour. A small world that doesn’t know what it is is not worth wasting its precious time.

Well, that’s what the word says, right?

time!

What an interesting existence!

However, Kalya refused to give up, urging the monitor with dancing gestures. He struggled to maintain the portal, as if he would not be able to hold on at the next moment.

In this case, the monitor finally stretched out a tentacle and reached into the portal.

The next moment, its one eye suddenly lit up.

What a world this is!

With just such a gentle probe, it keenly sensed the origin of the world that was purer and more attractive than the three guys in front of it!

Moreover, it was not just the origin power of a small world, but an origin power that was more charming than the origin power of the current huge world. As long as it was devoured, the Observer believed that he would definitely undergo an amazing transformation!

So, in the astonished eyes of everyone on the battlefield, the Observer turned around, plunged into the portal, and squeezed his huge body in.

When the last tentacle disappeared behind the ripples of space, Kalya seemed to let out a long breath. He turned around, spread his hands to Lux, made a "sorry" mouth shape, and then easily threw the sword that had accompanied her for a long time into the portal.

Then, Kalya made a zipper gesture, and the portal was completely closed.

"Where is that monster?" Volibear was stunned by this series of changes. "What kind of trick is this?"

"It fell into the trap." Kalya took a deep breath. "Remember, you can't bite it with your mouth next time. The flesh and blood of the watcher are contaminated."

After saying that, Kalya closed his eyes, put his hands together in front of his chest, and a pair of golden wings fully opened behind him. A golden book floated in front of him.

The heavy book had a pure gold shell. It turned thousands of pages automatically without wind. In the process of turning the pages of the book, countless gravel flowed out from the pages, and then three paper-cut bookmarks also flowed out with the gravel.

The first bookmark turned into a ghost with fangs and claws. It seemed to be very tired of the sun. It disappeared immediately after it appeared. As it disappeared, the soldiers of the coalition suddenly felt relieved, as if they had unloaded some burden.

The second bookmark turned into a charming beauty. It blew a kiss to Karya reluctantly, then walked on the Howling Abyss in high heels. After a while, it disappeared. As it left, the wounded were surprised to find that their wounds did not hurt as much as before.

The third bookmark turned into a somewhat exasperated three-eyed crow. It made a noisy cry anxiously, as if it wanted to pluck a few feathers from Karya's golden wings - but in the end it did not dare to do so, and could only flap its wings and leave in disgrace.

After the three bookmarks, there were countless sundries, including some eye-catching magic items. Most of these things could be treasures for private collections, but now they were just piled up among the gravel, as if they were a pile of garbage.

Finally, as the book turned to the end, no more gravel flowed out.

So, Karya gently closed the book, and after gently brushing the cover of the book, he held both ends of the book with both hands.

"Swish."

In the astonished eyes of everyone, this golden book was easily torn apart by Karya.

It was at the moment when the book was torn into pieces that a terrifying space crack appeared in front of Karya. The monitor who had previously entered the portal was squeezed out of the crack by the power of space like garbage.

The broken space tore its tentacles, crushed its shell, and crushed its eyeballs. Before it fully understood what was going on, Karya had already announced its next fate to everyone with a smile.

"Come on, I'll keep my word." Karya opened his arms, as if he was the host of a banquet, "Now, it's your turn."

Karya destroyed his own small world.

It also made the monitors in the small world completely lose the ability to resist.

The devourer of the world must also be destroyed with the destruction of the world!