Warhammer: How do you get the Tremor-Tremor Fruit at the start of a Hextech game?

Qin Mo remained hidden in the crowd, watching as dozens of mixed-race new apprentices slowly walked up to them, carrying silver trays filled with "double helix" shaped vials of potion.

The believers in the first row skillfully took the vials of medicine from the silver trays, their eyes filled with a longing that was hard for ordinary people to imagine, and they couldn't wait to pull off the caps and swallow them in one gulp.

Then, the man suddenly knelt down, clutching his abdomen, his eyes vacant, his mouth wide open, as if he were about to die.

This eerie scene didn't last long. The man suddenly stood up, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face, yet he wept with joy, as if he had received some inexplicable blessing.

This bizarre phenomenon spread like a contagious disease among believers who received the vials of medicine and drank them.

Everyone was happy, and everyone was satisfied.

Only at the end of the Qin Dynasty did fear arise.

At that moment, he felt as if he were the only outcast among a horde of monsters.

As the tray drew closer, Qin Mo's gaze fell upon the Genestealer Cult Guards hidden among the crowd.

They were carefully watching everyone who received the medicine.

Qin Mo knew that they were scouting and screening for the presence of enemies.

The moment the tray was handed to him, he keenly sensed a scrutinizing gaze upon him.

He took a vial like the others. The vial was engraved with a twisted snake-shaped mark, and the liquid inside was dark green, faintly glowing.

He noted the mark, unsealed it, and drank it down in one gulp.

Only then did he realize that the scrutinizing gaze had finally moved away.

He seized an opportunity, quickly squatted down, and spat out all the medicine in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he imitated others, stood up and began to laugh and cheer wildly, while moving towards the center of the crowd.

Qin Mo's heart pounded. He only had one chance. There were more than a dozen guards from the Gene Stealer Cult here. If he made a mistake, he would probably die in no time.

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...

Qin Mo approached his target, and as one person drew near the platform, he quickly stepped forward, slapped the person to the ground, and began climbing by stepping on the person's shoulders.

After the gene enhancement, his physical fitness underwent a qualitative leap, and in just a few moments, he rushed to the area where the cunning bishop was located.

"Believer, you are too..."

"Who are you?!"

"What are you going to do?"

The three cunning preachers were initially confused, thinking Qin Mo was just an overly fanatical believer, but they realized the problem when he pulled out a bomb pistol and pointed it at the bishop.

Using the intimidating power of his explosive pistol, Qin Mo successfully approached the bishop. He didn't dare look at the woman with bewitching eyes, but simply pointed the pistol at her head and whispered the command:

"Don't try anything funny!"

As soon as Qin Mo climbed onto the high platform, the group of Gene Stealer Cult guards realized something was wrong. Unfortunately, the believers had already fallen into confusion, which seriously hindered their progress.

At this moment, several guards finally appeared on the platform, but seeing that Qin Mo had taken the bishop hostage with a bomb pistol, they were all hesitant to act rashly.

"No matter where you come from."

Surprisingly, the bishop remained completely calm. She spoke slowly, her voice alluring and captivating, possessing an indescribable seductive power:

"No matter who you represent, no matter what you want, if you hurt me here, you will not get what you want."

She seemed unperturbed, simply stating the facts in a calm and methodical manner.

Qin Mo pondered for a moment, then grinned and said, "You're much bolder than your colleague."

He thought of the male bishop he had killed in the mine tunnel; compared to her, that male bishop seemed far too naive and reckless.

"You've met Harris. No, it turns out you're the one who killed Harris."

The bishop reacted instantly. She glanced at Qin Mo out of the corner of her eye, as if wanting to see his face again, but Qin Mo had the gun pointed at her temple. If she made any move, he would shoot her.

Qin Mo's actions angered several guards from the Gene Stealer Cult, who seemed to be looking to pounce on him, but Qin Mo instantly sensed their intentions.

He pointed to the speaker who was standing closest to him.

"Bang!"

A muffled gunshot echoed within the work platform, but was quickly drowned out by the laughter of the believers.

The speaker collapsed with a thud, his head smashed open like a watermelon.

"He has accomplices! Send men to kill all those bastards!" A preacher, his face splattered with his companion's blood, glared venomously at Qin Mo and immediately ordered several guards.

"Don't move," Qin Mo said coldly.

He pressed the gun against the bishop's head and whispered, "All of you, get back to that corner, or watch your bishop's head explode."

As Qin Mo spoke, he gestured with his eyes to a corner of the wall below the platform.

That place was directly below the cliff where Frynn and Hack were.

"Don't be afraid, he won't do anything to me."

The bishop smiled casually, turning her head slightly, her purple eyes radiating a captivating power.

Unfortunately, her gaze froze the next moment as she saw Qin Mo avert his eyes and lower the explosive gun slightly.

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, the female bishop's right shoulder was instantly blasted into a bloody mess.

"ah!!!"

A wail echoed all around.

The excruciating pain stopped the female bishop's charm spell. She felt that the spiritual energy had completely dissipated, and only then did Qin Mo open her eyes.

Even when he was planning to kidnap the bishop, he was already wary of the bishop's spiritual power.

He still hasn't forgotten the immense pain that the gene-stealing bishop known as Oris had inflicted on him.

Therefore, as soon as his "spider-sense" detected it, he immediately took action and simply "stripped" the other party of their spellcasting ability.

"Step back, I don't want to say it a second time."

Qin Mo spoke coldly, pointing the gun at the female bishop's head as if he was about to fire at any moment.

The remaining two preachers, along with their guards, retreated to that corner with faces full of resentment.

They dared not gamble on whether Qin Mo would make a move; in their eyes, Qin Mo was simply a madman.

Who would have thought that a perfectly good sacrificial ceremony would be disrupted by someone sneaking in alone, then suddenly killing a preacher in front of dozens of Genestealer cult members, and even injuring the bishop.

No one can guarantee that he won't take further action.

The bishop is a core member of the sect and must not die here.

Qin Mo looked at the other person and gave a cold laugh.

The next moment, a large grenade suddenly fell from the cliff into the Genestealers.

With a deafening roar, a shadow woven from steel descended from the sky, engulfing all the cunning villains and unleashing a bloody frenzy.