No, where does this portal come from?

You haven't seen the long-haired Wei in the world of Number One Twin Cities. When she heard that short-haired Wei was eating a small cake, her expression was so strange...

That expression seems to say 'what the hell'?

Is it really necessary for me in another world to be so outrageous?

Not only is she having an affair with her boss, but she's also...really?

Unable to accept this, Wei finally chose to leave his hometown and embark on a path of pursuing martial arts.

To prove herself, she swore a vow! She would reject all desires for women and men in her life! She would focus on martial arts! She would let herself be filled with the boundless power of martial arts! She would no longer harbor worldly desires!

In order to make her pursuit of martial arts smoother, Lin Yan also specifically told Wei some good places to practice boxing and kicking.

One is Wukong’s arena, and the other is the temple where Lee Sin is.

With his body strengthened by strengthening potions, Lin Yan believed that even if Wei was beaten, he would not be beaten too badly.

After that, the two cities officially came to an end.

Since everything is moving in a good direction, there is no need to worry about what will happen next. Just let them grow.

With the official end of the Twin Cities incident, Lin Yan was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he began to wander around the world.

Another night.

The moonlight was bone-chilling, and the cold wind blew into the marrow.

A crow with blood-red eyes stood on a dead tree, tilting its head frequently.

Beneath a dead tree, a group of Demacia soldiers were sitting around a campfire, discussing the recent disappearance of villagers.

A cold wind stirred the campfire.

It's like throwing the flame into ice water, making people feel no warmth at all.

rustling...

A tiny sound came from the dense forest in the distance, causing the already nervous soldiers to quickly stand up with their swords in hand.

The six soldiers looked at each other, and finally three of them went to check.

Light the torch.

Under the flickering firelight, the shadows of the three people moving forward seemed to become strange and distorted.

——Ga——ga——ga!

The crows on the branches were startled and flew away, and their hoarse cries scared the three people.

"Suck--"

Taking a deep breath, the leading soldier calmed himself down, drew the long sword from his waist and continued to move forward.

As he walked, he comforted the two recruits behind him.

"It's fine…"

"In this case of collective disappearance of villagers, it's likely because the bandits needed labor, so they kidnapped them all."

"It can't be the Fiddlesticks they're talking about...those are just rumors to scare children."

"Isn't that right?" the leading soldier said, turning around and looking back...

A cold wind blew.

The two recruits were no longer visible in the dead woods.

Just when he hadn't recovered from his shock.

A hoarse, eerie voice, accompanied by stuttering, echoed from the distant darkness...

"Fiddlesticks... is just a fairy tale... a story... to scare children."

Chapter 152: Primal Demon: Fear (4,000 words)

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The shrill screams echoed throughout the forest, startling a large number of night crows roosting on the branches.

The three soldiers stationed by the campfire shuddered in fear when they heard the scream that resounded throughout the forest.

He hurriedly drew out the sword from his waist!

The two new recruits who followed the veterans on patrol had unsteady hands holding their swords, and fear in their eyes.

They looked at the old soldier who was holding a long sword and hesitantly moving towards the direction of the sound. One of the new recruits was about to speak out to dissuade him, but another new recruit next to him secretly touched his armor.

Facing the slightly puzzled look from his companion, he slowly shook his head.

The recruit's meaning was clear.

Just let him go alone, there's no need for us to take the risk.

"Will…we can't do this…"

"Selmita! Didn't you hear the scream just now?" Will dissuaded in a low voice, fearing that the conversation between the two would reach the old soldier's ears.

"But…"

"It's okay! If you want to go, go ahead. I don't want to die with them!" With that, Will sat back down by the campfire.

Seeing Will like this, he stopped trying to persuade him.

Looking at the old soldier who was gradually walking into the darkness, Selmita gritted his teeth and quickly followed him.

"Selmita..."

Will, who had wanted to pretend to let Selmita stay here with him, suddenly panicked when he saw Selmita really leave.

He was just about to follow.

But when he saw the extremely deep darkness and the two figures that completely disappeared in the darkness, Will's movement to stand up suddenly froze, and finally he slowly sat back on the ground.

"What a bunch of rigid, inflexible guys!" Will cursed inwardly.

He leaned against a dead tree and watched the campfire in front of him.

It seemed that the heat from the flames could bring him some sense of security.

He didn't understand why he had to risk his life for a job that paid thirty silver coins a month.

Is there really anyone who would fulfill his knightly duties for such a small sum of money?

Unreasonable!

Will kept cursing Selmita and the old soldier's stupidity in his heart, his eyes fixed on the light in front of him.

It seemed that the scolding just now gave Will some confidence in his heart, and the night that had just felt cold was now a little less chilly.

It was also at this time.

rustling—

There was a slight crunching sound from the weeds not far away.

The sudden sound reminded people of the strange sound of hay being rubbed against by a person being dragged.

"who!"

Will raised his torch and faced the source of the sound.

When the firelight reached the pile of weeds, Will realized that the sound just now was just caused by a mouse running around.

"call--"

Will let out a long breath and was about to sit back by the fire.

A few soft sounds were heard again from the dry woods in the distance.

creak-

creak-

creak-

Listening carefully, it sounded like the iron ring above the lantern was rubbing against something and shaking, giving it a strange, rusty and jerky sound.

But where could there be any lanterns in this desolate wilderness?

Thinking of this, Will couldn't help but draw out his sword and hold it tightly in his hand.

The lining of the armor was soaked with cold sweat.

“Who’s there?!”

"Selmita?"

"Midas?"

Will tried to call out the names of the veteran and Selmita into the darkness.

What I got was the still swaying 'creaking' sound.

Cross-da——cross-da——

Fear mixed with curiosity.

Will, sword in one hand and torch in the other, marched toward the source of the sound.

Pushing aside the branches blocking his way, Will looked tentatively towards the source of the sound.

Ok?

what is that?

He vaguely saw an arm sticking out from behind the dead tree.

His arms were as dry as straw, his hands made of rusty iron claws.

The creaking sound of the lantern came from the friction of his rusty iron claws.

The sound was like nails scratching on a blackboard, giving Will goosebumps all over his body.

"WTF?"

Will cursed under his breath.

He wanted to step back, but the curiosity in his heart drove him forward to check it out like a cat scratching.

Driven by curiosity, Will finally got a clear picture of it.

"Huh!" Will breathed a sigh of relief.

What...it's just a scarecrow.

Just as he was thinking this...

wow-

The lights on the scarecrow in front of me went out and it fell apart!

It's as if the bones supporting the body have been pulled out.

The fallen limbs and straw made a crashing sound when they hit the ground.

Under the torn robe, a deformed and twisted head was mixed in with a pile of twisted limbs.

The scarlet eyeballs pierced through layers of obstacles and stared straight at Will.

When their eyes met, fear arose spontaneously.

Then, it opened its mouth full of sharp thorns and tentacles and shouted hoarsely at Will: "Save—save—me—"

The sound came from all directions, and Will was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

"I?!!"

Before he could use all his limbs to crawl away, the strange thing in front of him turned into dust and dissipated in the wind.

Just when he thought everything was over, the familiar 'creaking' sound was heard again from the distance.

Turn around and look.

A scarecrow with three arms, dressed in rags and rusty iron, appeared in the darkness at some point.

It hung its head.