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

The "spider-sense" was frantically warning Qin Mo, as the opponent's tentacle whip, like a boomerang, lashed straight at the back of Qin Mo's head.

However, he forcefully suppressed the surging fear within him, pressed his hands hard against the power sword, and activated the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power to its limit, transmitting intense shockwaves from the power sword's blade to the opponent's bone blade.

"Click, click..."

The Jackal Hunter's bone blade was already cracked. His eyes widened. Since his birth, he had been skilled in swordsmanship, but he had never seen anyone with such skills.

If no precautions are taken, once the bone blade breaks, his neck will be the next to break.

Headhunter reacted quickly, decisively abandoning his sneak attack on Qin Mo. He used his tentacle whip to defend, and the row of chitinous barbs slammed into the power sword, forcing Qin Mo back half a step.

The two separated, stood still for a moment, and looked at each other with murderous intent in their eyes.

"Ha, I didn't expect these women to be able to find such a strange helper as you."

Jackal Hunter stared at Qin Mo's slightly vibrating power sword, knowing that the other party's swordsmanship was not yet up to the basics, and that it was only by the strange vibrational force that the slashes were more powerful.

He made up his mind and used the long, tentacle-like whip to wrap around the bone blade.

Qin Mo kept a close eye on the other party's movements. Instead of advancing, he retreated, taking advantage of the opening to quickly retreat to Escher's side, who was already lying on the ground and seriously injured.

"Lend me a silver thorn," Qin Mo said.

A look of surprise flashed across Escher's face, but seeing that the Jackal Headhunter was approaching again, he simply took out a silver willow-leaf dagger from his waist and handed it to Qin Mo.

At the end of the Qin Dynasty, Qin Mo held a sword in his right hand and took the silver dagger in his left, gesturing a two-handed sword-fighting stance to deal with the opponent's bone blade and tentacle whip.

"If you're willing to leave now, I can guarantee your safety," Qin Mo transmitted to the headhunter.

He said this for two reasons.

If the other party is willing to retreat, he will take the opportunity to protect the short-haired girl Escher, making it easier to deal with the Alchemist Serpent later.

If the other party is determined to fight to the death, this sentence can also distract them.

Unfortunately, the Jackal Hunter was a seasoned veteran who had fought his way through countless life-or-death battles, and he instantly understood Qin Mo's intentions.

He sneered and lunged at Qin Mo, his right arm, covered in chitinous carapace, reaching straight for Qin Mo's neck.

Qin Mo's face turned cold. He raised his sword to meet the attack, and the destructive force field stirred the air, emitting a series of "humming" sounds.

Qin Mo understood that no matter how tough the chitinous carapace of the gene stealer was, it could never withstand the destructive force field of the power sword.

That's why he didn't believe the Jackal Hunter would make such a reckless and foolish move.

There must be a hidden hand involved!

He narrowed his eyes and activated his "Spider-Sense" at full power.

The hunter noticed Qin Mo's wariness but didn't take it seriously. A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and his right hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, then swung back sharply, causing his body to pause.

The next moment, the tentacle whip on its left hand, wrapped with a bone blade, thrust straight forward.

Qin Mo's temples throbbed violently. His spider senses had already told him where the danger was coming from, but the Jackal Headhunter was too fast. Its long, tentacle-like whip, wrapped with a bone blade, was a step faster than his right-hand sword, and its attack range was also greater.

Qin Mo gritted his teeth and swept his power sword horizontally, barely managing to deflect the bloodthirsty bone blade. But in that instant, a cold and violent spiritual energy pressure swept towards Qin Mo, making him feel as if all the blood in his body had been frozen.

With a deft flick of its long, tentacle whip, the bone blade, which had just been deflected, took the opportunity to gather its full power and slash fiercely at his face.

"You'll die!"

Qin Mo's face turned pale. He suddenly activated the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, this time not outwards, but inwards to shake his heart, which had been frozen by the pressure of spiritual energy.

"Thump, thump..."

Hot blood flowed back into Qin Mo's limbs and bones, and in the blink of an eye, it finally gave him the ability to move just before he was cleaved to death.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

With two muffled thuds, Qin Mo withdrew, the bone blade grazing his brow bone as it slashed down. At the same time, the bone blade was deflected by a poisoned needle shot by Hak.

Qin Mo, panting heavily, retreated continuously. He reached up and wiped the wound on his brow, from which blood flowed freely, staining half of his face red.

[Survival mission triggered: Kill the Jackal Headhunter to avoid being decapitated.]

[Task Reward: Enhancement Reward *1]

The following enhancement rewards can be selected:

①Cultivating both body and spirit: +5 free attribute points

②Talent Specialty: [Shackles of Rage] Enters a berserk state, enhancing attack capabilities, but loses reason and becomes indiscriminate in dealing with friend and foe.

③ Gambler's Life: Randomly obtain a 2K Era Concept Chest (40% Luck).

He pursed his lips, only to smell a strong metallic rusty smell—it was his blood.

Qin Mo knew perfectly well that the Jackal Hunter was absolutely capable of taking his life.

After barely dodging the opponent's fatal blow, he stood there somewhat dazed, as if he had been frightened by the opponent's ferocious attack.

In fact, after witnessing the headhunter's extremely imposing swordsmanship, Qin Mo's mind instantly calmed down, and the flow of time in his subjective world became incredibly slow. The headhunter's swordsmanship movements were imprinted in Qin Mo's mind with unparalleled clarity.

His eyes widened, and he actually saw the trajectory of the jackal hunter's bone blade as it thrust forward.

Qin Mo imitated the movements somewhat neurotically, as if he had gone mad.

Jackal Hunter glanced at Qin Mo only once before looking away. In his mind, this mediocre swordsmanship and somewhat foolish young man was no longer a threat.

As long as he prepared for that strange shockwave, he was confident he could take Qin Mo's life within five moves.

Compared to the end of the Qin Dynasty, he was more concerned about the Lightning sniper hiding in the garbage mountain; such sniping from the shadows was more troublesome.

"I'll kill you first, then I'll deal with that subspecies."

As the jackal hunter uttered these words, the tentacle whip wrapped with bone blades swung again. The bloodthirsty bone blades seemed to possess sentience, slashing and thrusting at Qin Mo's vital points from multiple angles almost simultaneously.

Qin Mo held a power sword in his right hand and a willow-leaf silver needle in his left, barely managing to parry, but within a few breaths he had also gained many wounds.

However, he still appeared somewhat stiff and sluggish, and was nearly seriously injured by the headhunter's sword several times.

At the same time, Jackal Headhunter intentionally used Qin Mo's figure to obscure the sniping angles of the Lightlings, making Hack hesitant to fire.

After a few moments of fighting, a fierce smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Now is the time!"

The jackal hunter's long-planned killing move was complete; the tentacle whip, once again coiled with bone blades, stabbed towards Qin Mo's brow.

This series of attacks had been brewing for a long time, just waiting for this move to end Qin Mo's life.

"Qin Mo!" Hark could also see that Qin Mo was in a life-or-death crisis, but the opponent's attack was clearly calculated at the right angle, leaving him with no way to support him. He could only shout loudly, trying to wake up the somewhat dazed Qin Mo.

The next moment, Qin Mo seemed to have really woken up. Without the slightest hesitation, he thrust his power sword straight at the headhunter's throat, as if he wanted to perish together with his opponent.

However, his arms were not as flexible as the long whip, and the distance was too short, so he was about to lose a move.

A mocking smile appeared in the headhunter's eyes. In his view, Qin Mo's actions were undoubtedly a case of trying to draw a tiger but ending up with a dog instead.

At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly looked up and met the headhunter's eyes.

His eyes were bright, and there was no trace of dullness left.

He smirked, and the power sword in his hand suddenly flew out, hurtling towards the headhunter's throat with tremendous force.

"Um?!"

The headhunter was taken aback. He hadn't expected Qin Mo to give up his weapon on his own initiative, so he could only turn his head to avoid the move.

The next moment, Qin Mo disregarded the threat of the bone blade and suddenly lunged forward, thrusting his willow-leaf silver dagger straight at him.

"you!"

The headhunter was taken aback, then heard Qin Mo shout in a low voice, "Thank you, I've learned this move."

"Pfft."

The willow-leaf silver thorn pierced the heart of the jackal hunter, and Qin Mo unleashed a shockwave without holding back, instantly shattering his heart.

puff.

The headhunter's tall body finally collapsed to the ground.

Qin Mo slowly straightened his wounded body, glanced back at the shocked Hack and Escher, and whispered:

"Take her back; we still have a lot to do."