Phi-Fic Chapter 892 Fiddlesticks!
Chapter 892 Fiddlesticks!
Chapter 892 Fiddlesticks!
Except for Ji Xing, no one noticed the scarecrow that flashed and disappeared in the desert, nor did anyone notice the horror that was approaching.
Nasus' mind was completely attracted by the aura of Renekton, and even Xerath retreated one position.
The dune hounds advised one by one: "Aatrox, you can't possibly forget who made us like this, can you?"
"Rhaast? Yes, he betrayed us shamefully, but he was more likely to have fallen into the trap set by the Twilight Star Spirit Maisha!"
"Don't you want to climb Mount Targon and completely destroy those abominable Protoss who secretly dominate and guide this world?"
"One person can't do it, far from it. We must unite together, combine the strength of everyone, and rule the world again!"
Nayafili once collapsed because a dignified god warrior could only live in the bodies of dogs. Later, he slowly accepted it and gradually felt the power of the group and cooperation.
So she has been looking for other Darkin, especially powerful allies like Aatrox, and will not miss the opportunity that she finally found.
She tried her best to persuade him, but Aatrox didn't give any feedback, but Xerath had some ideas.
The ancient wizard thought that more than two thousand years of accumulation would make him invincible in Rune Continent, but he suffered repeated defeats. Not to mention Ji Xing who defeated him with a "secret plan", Aatrox and the resurrected Azir were all opponents he did not have full confidence in killing.
If you want to rule the world and be your own boss, you cannot do it without enough subordinates.
Aatrox and Nayafili are both familiar yet unfamiliar god-warriors to him. Their current condition is very wrong. If I get to know them better, can they become sharp blades in my hands?
Just as he was wandering and thinking, suddenly a voice echoed in the desert.
"You are free... Xerath... my brother!" The voice was as harsh as a cat's claws scratching glass, and it was like the whisper of a demon from the abyss: "Shurima... no more slaves!"
A chill rose from his heart, freezing his soul in an instant. Even when he was defeated by Ji Xing, Zerath was mostly angry, but at this moment, his heart was occupied by fear!
He was very familiar with this sentence, which was what Azir said before the ascension ceremony. Aatrox and Nayafili beside him seemed to have become the guards who stood beside him that year, and they expressed their blessings and congratulations to him because of Azir's words.
After that, he pushed Azir out of the ascension ceremony and killed his best friend and brother who had just given him freedom!
“…Who is it?! Azir?!” He trembled and roared, looking towards the direction where the voice came from.
Aatrox and Nayafili looked over earlier. They saw a scarecrow several dozen meters away, looking at them with a sinister smile and sharp teeth.
"Scarecrow... could it be that..." The dune hounds showed human-like astonishment.
The scarecrow's mouth opened and closed, chanting new fears: "Estrus? Mating? The instinct of the hounds...a way to continue life!"
"I am a God-Warrior... I am Aatrox... I will not be imprisoned!"
The hot wind of the desert suddenly became as fierce as that of Freljord, piercing into the deepest shadows of the two darkborn hearts! Their most feared and rejected contents were exposed nakedly, and the whispers of the devil continued to hit their souls!
The soul is trembling and the strength is disappearing.
“Fiddlesticks?!” The knowledgeable Nasus spat out the name in disbelief: “Why is it here?!”
"I'm afraid it's because you are all afraid." Ji Xing said, "Isn't that its delicacy?"
The ancient terror, Fiddlesticks!
There are countless rumors about it in the world. People say that it walks on the edge of the world, wielding a sickle to reap people's fears and destroy the sanity of those who are unfortunate enough to meet it.
Most people regard it as a ghost story to scare children, but only those who understand this world know that Fiddlesticks is real!
It was born from mankind's first scream of fear. It is a demon that represents fear. It is essentially the same as the secret demon in the River King and Swain, but it cannot be considered a life of the same level.
It is the leader of the ten great demons! The most terrifying and evil life form in Rune Continent!
"Brother... lock him up... lock me up with him!" Perhaps noticing the conversation between Nasus and Ji Xing, the Scarecrow glanced over and said a word filled with the power of fear that pierced Nasus' soul.
The god warrior that Zerath had not defeated almost collapsed because of this sentence, and sweat oozed from his forehead. Ji Xingxu supported him and looked into the fake eyes of the scarecrow.
"It smells so good... brains... I want to eat it! Eat it!" The Scarecrow paused for two seconds and finally expressed Ji Xing's 'fear'.
Ji Xing's expression did not waver, but his heart became slightly solemn: "Even I can see through it? Although it is a few versions behind, it is definitely a rule-based life."
He felt that the mark of fear had locked him in. If his soul had not been unshakable, he would have tasted the long-lost feeling of fear.
Legend has it that no one who has seen Fiddlesticks can survive. Although I don't know how this legend came about, regardless of the divination result or rational judgment, I'm afraid today's situation will not be as "endearing" as the previous two demons!
Ji Xing raised his staff slightly.
puff--
The spikes of dust rose up and tore the strange scarecrow into pieces in an instant! The worn-out straw and the wooden stakes flew in all directions, returning to their most ordinary appearance.
Those are ordinary grass and wood, but they are transformed into scarecrows under the power of fear, props that project the power of Fiddlesticks.
The fear control that affected everyone except Ji Xing was finally lifted at this moment, and Fiddlesticks' true form finally revealed its trace!
It seemed to have descended from another dimension. Its main body was still a human figure made of dry straw, tall and thin, as if a strong wind could blow it away. However, it exuded an unignorable presence.
Its head is a huge straw skull. Its face is empty except for two eyes that flash with evil light. Its sinister mouth occupies most of the face. A tattered scarf hangs around its neck, fluttering in the wind.
Fiddlesticks' arms are long and twisted, holding a huge sickle in his hand, symbolizing the end of the power of harvesting life. Its body is made of countless straw bundles, on which you can also see some rotten wood chips or rusty nails.
"I'm so... scared..."
Amid the whispers of hell, its figure flashed like a slide, leaving terrifying afterimages in multiple places, and appeared next to... Xerath, swinging its scythe to attack!
Why me again?! When fear came, Xerath's rage broke through the fear.
As an ancient witch spirit and a dark wizard who possesses countless knowledge, he knows Fiddlesticks better than anyone else. There is only one reason why he attacks him first: he is the most fearful!
How is this possible? At least Nasus should be ahead of me. I have spent hundreds of years to confuse Renekton's mind! He expects brothers to kill each other. He believes that Nasus is weak, but I... have no fear!
"Get away! Disgusting thing!"
Witchcraft energy exploded, blocking the sickle from slashing down. After briefly calming the wind and waves, the powerful energy impact turned into a dark column with a diameter of one hundred meters rising into the sky, bringing night to Shurima ahead of schedule!
Xerath lost his composure and roared: "It's not me who should be afraid, it's Azir!"
"Without me, the assassination that took the lives of all his brothers and sisters in his childhood would have killed him. I saved his life!"
"Without me, his father will continue to give birth to new offspring, shaking his inheritance rights!"
"Without my assistance, he wouldn't be so easily recognized by his subjects after he came to power. I'm the one who handles most of the government affairs for him!"
"Without me, he would not have become the first emperor recognized by the gods after Empress Wu ascended to heaven, and he would not have had the opportunity to ascend to heaven!"
"But what about him? What did he do?!"
"He promised me that he would liberate all the slaves in Shurima after he ascended the throne, but he made me wait for decades! He was only worried about the instability of his throne, and he was only worried that the nobles whose interests he touched would shake his rule!"
"He never considered me, a slave, as a true friend or brother. I was always just a tool for him to use! He only gave me freedom right before the moment before my ascension? He gave me a surprise? To an ascender, mortals are still slaves!"
"Nothing will change. Our status and relationship will not change! Azir never fulfilled his promise. The so-called surprise is just a gift from him when he is in a good mood!"
Scenes from long ago echoed in Zerath's mind, those pleasant memories, those disgusting memories, most of which were forgotten after he became a witch spirit, but now they were remembered again by him.
Yes, he is not wrong.
The corrupt Shurima dynasty and Azir who broke his promise should be turned into dust!
Xerath's power surged, forcing Fiddlesticks to raise his scythe higher and higher.
But Ji Xing, who had retreated to a distance, whispered, "Xerath is finished." Nasus looked solemn, but did not express any contrary opinion.
An ancient witch spirit who has lost all humanity should not talk so much, nor should he feel any regret. The scene before him only means that the fear in Zerath's heart is constantly rolling, and will soon reach its limit and collapse!
Sure enough, the next moment, Fiddlesticks' eerie voice echoed again: "It's too late... my brother. I'm ready... to seize your ascension ceremony... It's too late... I can't stop... If you become an ascender... I will definitely die."
Zerath paused, and all the excuses he had made for himself collapsed in the face of the truth.
Yes, it's just too late.
Fate played a huge joke on him. Even if Azir had told him a day... or two hours earlier that they had fulfilled their mutual promise, he would not have done such a thing!
But the arrangements of all parties have been completed, the action to seize power has begun, and there is no way to stop it. If he stops, he will only be executed as a traitor!
But...can you blame me for this?
It's fate! This is fate!
He howled in his heart, but the scarecrow's mouth opened and closed again. This time, he did not use a sinister tone, but simply pointed out the fact in a low voice, "He trusts you... but you... don't trust him."
dong dong!
The sorcerer's body had no physical heart, but Zeratul heard two heavy sounds. The deepest fear was completely detonated, and the sorcerer's power surging around him receded like a tide.
It's my fault, it's all my fault.
I'm sorry, Azir.
The scythe of the god of death pierced through the body, and all the energy was stopped with one blow.
The chains wrapped around Xerath dissipated like weathering, and the fragments of the ancient sarcophagus also shattered and disappeared. Invisible energy flowed into Fiddlesticks's open mouth along the sickle, but Xerath's expression was extremely calm.
He was consumed with fear, including the fear of his impending death.
So he just turned around quietly, looking at the Shurima capital returning from under the yellow sand, looking at where Azir was.
Until it disappears.
This ancient witch spirit, the culprit for the destruction of Shurima, the ascended being who was defeated many times by Ji Xing but could reassemble his body, was shattered by Fiddlesticks' scythe!
Nasus was not surprised by this, because it would be their turn next, and also because the person he was most afraid of seeing had also arrived.
“Nasus!!”
An angry roar sounded from far away in the desert, and a gust of sand was approaching this place at high speed.
The figure in the wind and sand has a sturdy and strong body, muscles bulging like hard rocks, and skin with the color of desert sand.
His head is a huge crocodile head, his eyes are flashing with fierce light, his nostrils are spewing hot breath like a crater, his sharp teeth are flashing coldly in the sun, his hands have turned into sharp and strong crocodile claws, and the tail behind him is extremely strong and powerful.
Renekton has always been different from his brother, the Shuriman Grand Maester. He is a fierce warrior with a constantly explosive temper.
More than two thousand years of imprisonment in a dark room and Xerath's instigation have driven him almost insane, and his memory has become inaccurate.
In his heart, the brother whom he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect has now become his enemy who betrayed him and imprisoned him for a thousand years!
And the voice that awakened the deep fear naturally echoed at the right time: "He betrayed you... He abandoned you... He locked you up with the enemy!"
Renekton was still somewhat rational and could communicate a few words with Nasus, but at this moment the red light in his eyes brightened twice as brightly.
A roar erupted from his mouth, his body suddenly expanded, and a hurricane blew around him.
Nasus sighed, and the rage of the desert surged into his body again, and his body expanded again.
"With fear in your heart, you can't escape Fiddlesticks' scythe. With Xerath dead, I have no mission left to fulfill. The only one left is Renekton... my brother!"
Either wake up Renekton here, or be buried in this desert with Renekton!
The next moment, the two remaining ancient ascenders other than Azir collided with each other, the raging sand rolled up waves, and dust waves rose from the ground.
Nasus' power has obviously become much stronger than when he fought against Xerath before, but Renekton's power still seems to be stronger than him!
The wind wall blocked the raging waves and sand. Ji Xing looked towards Fiddlesticks, and the scarecrow holding the sickle also turned his head towards him.
The only people left here are Ji Xing, Aatrox and this fear demon. As for the pack of dune hounds, they turned around and ran away when Fiddlesticks killed Xerath.
But there's no escaping it.
Those who are marked by fear cannot escape.
A staff appeared out of thin air in Ji Xing's hand. Fiddlesticks' dark eyes looked at Ji Xing for a few seconds, then turned to Aatrox.
"I'm so... scared..."
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(End of this chapter)