Inside the Heart of Valoran, the chaotic space.
With the return of one hero after another, the chaotic space that had originally appeared to be a bit empty and quiet suddenly became extremely lively.
After Xiao Annie let out a shout of joy, she jumped into Galen's arms. The latter also laughed and lifted Little Lori onto her generous shoulders, and then chatted with Britz happily.
The prince Jiawen happily talked with his companions who had been waiting in the chaos space one by one and embraced:
"Oh, Delevingne, it's been a long time since I saw you, haha—I watched all of your previous games and played like our League of Legends!"
"Haha Planck, your insignificant style of your kid hasn't changed at all!"
"Hey monkey, don't be bored, Ahri will be awakened by the resurrection soon!"
"Hahanidli, let's hug one as well—"
Before he could finish his words, Jarvan’s face that could not wait to take advantage was pushed away by Nidalee’s slender palm. The latter stepped back in time and looked at the prince in front of him with his arms folded like a smile. :
"You want to take advantage of me before Kaitlin is resurrected?"
"Don't forget, even now... She can see what you are doing through Abu's perspective—"
The old Jarvan, who thought carefully about being exposed, blushed, touched his head in embarrassment, and quickly changed his face with solemn expression: "What do you think Nidalee, how can I be that kind of person like Jarvan IV? But you have a very right attitude. , Men and women give and receive intimacy; in addition, my loyalty to Kettering is also a lesson from heaven and earth..."
On the other side, Xin Zhao waved his spear at the blind monk Li Qing and boasted: "Hey blind man, you didn't see it just now. A beam of energy that is so thick and so big was broken up by a single shot by me!-Eh you Why is this expression? Oh yes... I forget you couldn't see it anymore..."
Planck was very enthusiastic about exchanging experience with Riven, who had just returned from lighting the lantern:
"Eh Sister Riven, did you see the few games I played on the single yesterday?"
"Hi damn it's really not Lao Tzu, I brag, I use you so much that it's a superb-"
"But speaking of it, it is indeed sister Riven that you are so easy to use! It's much easier than when I played with myself ah ha ha ha ha... Ha? Hey sister Riven, what do you mean by this murderous expression? What are you doing with your sword up? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
As a result, there was an extra figure in the chaotic space that was chased and leaped up and down.
Behind the Disaster of the Ocean, Riven, who is the deity of the Blade of Exile, was flushed with a pretty face and carrying a wide blade, clenching her teeth and chasing after her, while still chanting bitterly in her mouth:
"What makes me easy to use... What is more fun than playing with yourself... Let you say it again... Let you say it again!—"
In the other place, the Glory Executioner and the Holy Spear Ranger stared at each other.
"Oh, the resurrection is back?" Delevingne raised his eyebrows.
Lu Xi said quietly, "I watched all the games you played in my form."
Delevingne curled his lips: "Cut, I'm not rare, two broken guns, far worse than my axe..."
Lu Xi'an smiled calmly: "I mean to say that after being labeled as such a virtue, my face has also been cleansed by you—"
"Huh? Say it again?" Draven raised his eyebrows, his murderous aura rose instantly, and the powerful sacred light aura on Lucian's body also spread out without showing any weakness. Between the two staring at each other, there were four sparks. splash.
In the other corner, the card master Drizzt, the will of the blade Irelia, the void marauder Khazick and the magic enchantress LeBlanc stood quietly. With the four characters, they also I really don't like to participate in this kind of bullshit.
Looking at Riven and Planck who were performing the chasing and fleeing drama, and then glanced at the two ADC companions who were looking at each other hostilely and badly, Irelia snorted coldly:
"A bunch of boring guys."
On the side, Drizzt pressed the elegant curved black bowler hat and asked leisurely, "There are two more people, right?"
Kazk's low, hoarse voice sounded faintly from behind: "It should be coming soon."
Lifting the dark purple cloak casually, as if inadvertently letting out the seductive spring light in front of him, Le Bran’s enchanting eyes fell on Drizzt's body, and said with a chuckle: "Don’t worry, that One of the two is probably still enjoying the present situation—"
…
Outside the chaotic space, in the data world that ordinary people can't reach.
"Trojan threat index revision."
"The eradication effort has increased."
"210% overload power, attack—"
"220% overload power, attack—"
"230% overload..."
The system sound of the cold machine reverberated continuously, and unknowingly, the sound that should have been unemotional for thousands of years seemed to be a little bit of irritability.
The reason is simple. Every obliterating beam it blasted, no matter how supercharged its power was, was blocked by that damn "Trojan Horse".
No, it's not "blocking".
It's back!
Above the azure sky, a roar continued to be heard.
Bring the angle of view closer, and you will be able to see a shocking epic picture—
One after another, pure white destroying beams that were so thick that it numbed the scalp, burst out from the void with terrifying coercion and aura.
On the other end, a slender figure covered with dazzling blue light was opening its arms with majesty, and then there was also a roar of thick blue-violet pulsed beams of arcane energy that came up.
The light beams on both sides collided head-on and impartially, but the aftermath of the violent energy that was set off swept away thousands of miles away.
Amidst the deafening roar, an arrogant and violent voice could still be heard vaguely:
"Such an old magic, you want to defeat me?"
"See my power!"
Not far from this exaggerated and unprecedented horror battlefield, a swordsman in a Ronin costume was stepping on the edge of the soul-inducing lamp that was thrown again from the air by his companion, and a sheathless one on his waist. On the sword, he raised his voice to remind his companion in the center of the battlefield:
"Xerath, we should go now."
"The others have already left, don't let your companions wait for a long time!—"
What responded to him was another louder roar, and the voice of Xerath, the ancient witch spirit: "Okay, okay, I'm here—"
An arcane pulse collided and dissipated a 250% overloaded destruction beam from the void, and Xerath's figure floated from the center of the battlefield.
Regrettably, I glanced at the chaotic battlefield with void cracks floating in the distance not far away: "Unfortunately, it is rare to meet such a happy opponent—" Then Xerath shook his head and sighed, lighting the lantern and dragging the beam of light for a moment. Disappeared in place.
As a result, only the last lone figure remained in the blue sky.
In the data world, the system sounds of cold machinery echoed:
"The eradication effort has increased."
"300% overload power, attack—"
In the next second, a pure white destructive beam that was several times more terrifying than the previous bombardment of 250% overload power draws a dark trail in the void, quietly flying towards the last Ronin swordsman. Come.
Absolutely locked.
The killing intent has been decided.
There is absolutely no reason for this "trojan horse" to escape and survive!
At the same moment, the soul-inducing lamp from the warden of the soul-locked book once again threw it in the air.
Behind him was the suffocating beam of death, but the swordsman man in ronin attire didn't look back, just flashed his sword backwards like lightning—
A transparent wind wall appeared instantly.
In the next second, the 300% overloaded terrifying beam of destruction crashed into the wind wall.
boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! —
The air wave swept wildly, bringing unprecedented violent vibration! ! !
When the aftermath slowly dissipated, the wind wall was still there, motionless.
The horrible destruction beam that hit the wind wall has dissipated without a trace.
Looking at the ronin swordsman again, his figure has disappeared into the clear sky along with the soul-inducing lamp.