"Ling girl, can you help me buy some time?" An Yang held the crystal ball with both hands. In addition to the dazzling light, the whole body of the crystal ball was still trembling violently.
"how long?"
"Five minutes-no! Three minutes is enough! As long as three minutes, I will fight with the hero's light!" The hero's light, a devastating shock wave integrated with all the heroic powers of the summoner.
During the battle between Debon and Noxus before, An Yang used it once, but the cost was too great. All heroes will enter a period of weakness because they lent their power to the summoner. If so If one hit kills still cannot save some situations, the summoner who uses the hero's light is undoubtedly pushing himself to a dead end. This is a double-edged sword. Once used, there is no reservation, either victory or death.
"There are only three heroes in my hand, one is Lulu, the other is Bron, and Ize. Ize has now lost his combat effectiveness. There are still 20th-level Lulu and 21st-level Uncle Bron, facing Level 23 hero, I—" Lingli bit her lip, but An Yang's anger was greeted.
"Now is not the time for ink! Hurry up! Do your best to help me buy more time, don't forget, you are a super-divine body summoner! I don't need you to defeat them, just help me resist for a moment! Wait for my hero After the light has been stored, it’s all right. Don’t forget, these people in front of you are planning to take us to the small black room to do experiments! If you want to be taken away by them, you will be surprised by lying on the cold bed. If you use weird instruments and syringes to inject, you don't need to take the shot." Now the situation is urgent, and An Yang can't take care of that much anymore, so he directly stimulates Lingli with words.
Sure enough, the next moment Lingli's long and slender eyebrows raised, making the already large pupils bigger, "Three minutes? Let me try!" Lingli took out the colorless crystal ball in her hand. , Sipped softly, "Summon—Fairy Witch Lulu, Heart of Freljord, Bron!"
A big hat popped out from the crystal ball, and then a little girl Yordel emerged from the hat, she was the fairy witch Lulu.
"Master, it's nice to see you~" Lulu jumped out of her hat and said cutely to Lingli. Then she straightened her hat, but she turned her head to see that Lingli's face was wrong. The sullen people looked in opposition to them, and Lulu immediately understood what was going on.
"Puff!" Immediately, a huge shield suddenly fell from the sky. The shield was icy blue and surrounded by a layer of crushed ice, giving a feeling of coldness.
A huge and burly figure slowly stood up from behind the ice shield and blocked An Yang and his group. With his strong arms, he held up a sky for his master and his friends.
"The current situation is not good, and I have no extra time to explain to you. For three minutes, all three of them are level 23 heroes. You two are responsible for delaying me for three minutes." Lingli used such a heavy load for the first time. Talking to Bron and Lulu in a tone of voice, the faces of the two heroes sank, and they also realized that things might be really bad.
"Three minutes?" Bron's voice was a little rough and low, he didn't say much, just nodded, "Leave it to me."
These words made Lingli feel relieved. He said to give it to him, then give it to him. He has never let himself down. From the first time I met Bron, he has been like his own father. Strong shoulders protect himself from wind and rain. Although he is relatively dull and dull, and will not comfort himself when he is sad, he will definitely stand up when he is in danger. In the year after leaving Anyang, Lingli didn't know how much she suffered, but at the most critical moment, Bron used his arm and ice shield to block her fatal injuries time and time again.
An Yang threw the crystal ball empty and stretched out his arms. He pinched all the more than 60 cards in his hands. He took a deep breath, and then opened up the connection between each contract hero with his heart, "Everyone, I am An Yang, there is an emergency situation now, there is no time to explain as much as you guys, but I need your strength now, all, everyone's strength, please lend me."
"Your Excellency An Yang, what happened to you?" This was the voice of the prince.
"An Yang! What's wrong with you?" Very anxious, this is Lux's voice.
"Boss, what the hell is going on? Ash seems to be with you too? Is she okay? How about you? Why do you suddenly need so much power?" This was the voice of the barbarian.
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Almost everyone is asking An Yang, and An Yang obviously doesn't have time to answer one by one. "The situation is more complicated. I won’t be able to explain it clearly for a while. Please lend me your power first!" An Yang roared, and his mind became quieter. Then, An Yang threw the cards of all contract heroes into the sky. They It seemed to have magical power, all around the crystal ball.
One by one, the cards began to slowly rotate around the crystal ball, and from the inside of the card, a silver light appeared continuously, and then was swallowed by the crystal ball. An Yang understood that this was the heroes who had begun to instill in the crystal ball. Strength.
"Oh? What kind of trick is that?" There was a scar on Dreyus' right eye. He was squinting his right eye at this time. The scar wriggled like a living creature, making people scary.
"Whatever his tricks, if you dare to resist, kill it. The above is only a summoner who needs a super-divine body. The small main battle summoner, even in this era when summoners are very rare, but for the above, it seems that it is not very The need." Deleving shook the throwing axe in his hand and was aiming at An Yang's crystal ball. The next moment he swung the throwing axe out of his hand, and attacked An Yang's crystal ball with a violent rotation speed. Go, is that shining thing their greatest support
That would ruin their support. Delevingne liked to see people's distorted expressions because of fear, which he felt was a supreme enjoyment.
After Deleving threw out the throwing axe, he didn't even look there. His throwing axe never missed a hit.
"Ding!" And at this moment, there was a crisp sound. When Deleving turned his head again, he found that the throwing axe had been bounced off and hit the trunk on the side. The big tree was instantly broken by the waist, which shows that The sharpness of his throwing axes.
Draven opened his palm slightly, retracted the flying axe, and looked at the place where the flying axe's trajectory turned. He saw an ice shield standing there. The ice shield was not high, only half the size of a human, but standing there. But there is like a high wall that people cannot cross.
"If you want to touch my master's friend, you have to ask me first." Bron lifted the heavy ice shield with one hand and stared at the three people in front of him staringly.
"Heh, the 21st-level miscellaneous hair dare to stop us?" Delevingne smiled disdainfully, "When my attack hits you, I hope you don't say it hurts."
Bron doesn’t like to say anything more. If it’s useful, one sentence is enough. If there isn’t, a hundred sentences will not work. Facing the three people in front of him, Bron understands that even if he says a hundred sentences, he can’t change them. It's better to say nothing and use your own actions to buy three minutes for the summoner.
"Dreyus, it seems that we two have to kill a roadblocker before we get rid of that arrogant fellow, how about it? You or me?" Dreyvin's moustache shook and looked at Drey Ers.
Dreyus didn't say anything, but raised the great axe in his hand and walked towards Bron step by step.
"Step on the ground." This is the sound of footsteps on the ground. Every step is very steady. At the end, Dreyus speeds up and starts to run. When he comes to Bron's body, his feet are fierce. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he even left a deep footprint on the ground.
"Noxus guillotine!" Dreyus roared, holding a giant axe in both hands and chopped down. When the blow hit the mountain and the river, and smashed Bron's ice shield, even the entire land was covered. There was a tremor.
"Huh!" A thunder-like sound erupted. The place where Bron was standing, visible to the naked eye, the whole terrain was a bit shorter than other places, and Bron's legs were also sinking into the ground.
The power of this blow was really overbearing.
Dreyus drew the great axe in his hand from Bron's ice shield and kicked it on his ice shield, and Bron fell to the ground as if he was facing backwards.
one strike!
With just such a blow, could it be that Bron, who was called a copper wall and an iron wall, was defeated
Lingli looked at the ice shield in Bron's hand in disbelief. There was a deep crack on it. That was Bron's favorite weapon. With that weapon, he could protect everyone and always protect everyone.
But now, he was smashed by Dreyus' axe
Lingli just glanced at the shield hastily, and her beautiful eyes swept towards Bloom, "Uncle, how are you? Are you okay?" The voice was full of eagerness. If Bloom just fell, then An Yang’s face, There is no second line of defense.
"It's okay—cough cough!" Bloom said that it was okay, but a mouthful of blood came out. Lingli panicked immediately and almost cried out in a hurry. When he was about to run over to Bloom, Bloom yelled. With a cry, "Don't come!"
As he said, he raised the shield again, and thick frost suddenly condensed on the shield.
Obviously, Dreyus did not intend to stop after the first blow. Those who were in front of him would be killed. All the people who were in front of him were killed. This was Dreyus’s. He did it all the time.
The giant axe was suddenly stained with a blood-red orangutan, Dreyus walked up to Bron and hooked his finger provocatively at him.
Bron gritted his teeth, stood up slowly with his hands on the ground, and the thick layer of ice on the ice shield in his hands had already condensed.
"Fell me down!" Delaeus slashed at Bron with an axe again.
"Puff!"
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