The world opens its eyes.

Zhao Xin stood intact in a defensive posture, a light blue light faded from his body, only his slightly trembling hands exposed his fear at the moment.

It was an experience that was extremely close to death. The moment the giant axe was above his head, he felt that he was dead. Until now, he seemed to feel the blood-colored giant axe torn into pieces.

The space cut open his body like cutting vegetables, blood and internal organs gushed out, his hand had just clenched his spear, and the hallucinations came after a few breaths.

That blow was a blow from Death, and it had long surpassed the height that humans should have reached.

The rain continued to fall, and the huge raindrops fell on Dryus' incredible face. He stared blankly at the giant axe in his hand, and it actually failed.

This move that never failed, surpassed ghosts and gods, actually failed.

For a moment, Drayus felt that he was dreaming. The rain soaked his armor and eroded the wounds of his heart. He began to feel heart-wrenching. He couldn't help but start vomiting blood, and his mouth was mixed with blood and growled hoarsely.

In a word: "How...it's possible..."

He half-kneeled on the ground weakly, holding his beloved giant axe tightly with his hands, and looking at Zhao Xin with empty eyes. At this moment, he was really exhausted.

Zhao Xin still posed that defensive posture. In fact, he could no longer move. After surviving the shocking slash, he exhausted all his strength. Now he can still stand in the rain.

Being unable to fall is the last persistence.

So two men who had exhausted their last trace of combat power looked at each other in the heavy rain, and dark red tears flashed from time to time in the sky, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Dryus asked, "Why?" His voice was extremely dry, like a thirsty traveler looking for the last source of water.

Zhao Xin did not answer him, but just looked into the dark distance.

Then, footsteps sounded from a distance. A man walked out of the night in the rain.

The steps are light and close to silent. He is a woman, a woman who has experienced many battles. Dryus judged the approximate identity of a person with his outstanding fighting consciousness, because he could not capture the other party's specific position, and that kind of like

It is the sound of a cat treading on the ground, which only women can do.

Moreover, he should be a beautiful woman. Dryus thought in the end.

The woman's feet first appeared in Drayus's drooping eyes. They were a pair of military boots, which were from the time Noxus conquered Ionia many years ago. His pupils tightened instantly, a Noxus

The female soldier, with a terrible blocking skill, suddenly flashed through his mind a terrible name, which he once respected and even admired, until she betrayed Noxus and left.

He was still a child at that time. The woman who had a profound influence in his childhood was called Shiville. Of course, many people are used to calling her the "Goddess of War", the strongest mercenary in Valorland, and the richest woman in Valorland.

Noxus's former military spirit, at that time she was called "Noxus's Goddess of War".

The goddess of war kicked a little mud on her military boots, and seemed to care about these shoes very much.

"Don't you think it's too hypocritical if you even abandon the motherland, who cherishes a pair of outdated shoes?" Drayus' chest was filled with anger for no reason, and he almost shouted out this sentence.

"So Noxus is dead, and the Noxus people nowadays don't understand what the real Noxus is." The Goddess of War who had not spoken slowly said a word without a trace of emotion, like

It is a statement of a point of view.

Her voice sounds nice, a bit like the light sound of maple leaves falling on the ground, hoarse and a hint of magnetism.

Dryus raised his head and looked at the woman in the heavy rain, an idol who had inspired him for many years.

"You're talking nonsense." The rain slid from his cold hair into his blood-red eyes, and then fell, looking like he was dripping blood, "You are just a traitor, a homeless pitiful worm

.”

Dryus rushed towards Shiville like a knife. In fact, he was not mean usually, but at this moment countless emotions washed his brain, so he said something like a knife, hoping that this one in front of him.

The woman showed a hint of shame, no, even if it was just a hint of sadness.

But Shiville was still just looking at him lightly, and his bright eyes could not resist the deepest night.

She told him silently that I was not wrong and I had a clear conscience.

This feeling devoured Dryus in pain, the pain completely exceeded the still bleeding heart. He had even forgotten the purpose of coming here tonight. Now he just wanted to convince the woman in front of him to make her admit her mistake.

As for Sviin's strategy and other things, he threw it into the endless sea.

"Kill them all." Zhao Xin, who had not spoken again since Hillville appeared, said something murderous inappropriate.

Shiville glanced at him without any emotion, but Zhao Xin felt the cold and murderous intent for no reason.

"I only collect enough money to help you save your life." Shiville replied simply.

“I can pay again.”

"I refuse." Shiville glanced deeply at Drayus who was still staring at him. "I am in a bad mood today."

Zhao Xin was silent for a while, speechless. This richest and most powerful mercenary in the continent and the most proud warrior.

Those who tried to challenge her pride were dead. This kind of thing that penetrated her bones proved that she was an authentic Noxusian.

So he stopped talking, and his arms, which had slightly recovered, raised to the sky and "assembled."

The sound of this was not loud, but the Demacians who had not yet died dragged their tired bodies and gathered behind him without hesitation.

Shiville began to walk back, but stopped halfway, walked back, walked to Drius' side, and looked at the scarlet armor that was soaked, half-kneeling, but raised his head and looked at him angrily

His own man.

This stubborn expression that would never cry even if she died reminded her of her younger brother, the young boy who died on the battlefield of Ionia. He also looked like this when he died.

So she smiled, as beautiful as a white orchid. She gently touched Dryus' head and said like her sister: "Don't die too early, young man."

Then, without waiting for Dryus to come back to his senses, he quickly disappeared in the rain curtain.

Dryus stared blankly at the direction of the woman's departure, and touched the top of his head in a daze.

She actually...encourages me...

She... actually...

Dryus felt that something had returned to his body, and that thing had been lost a long time ago. It was called Hot Blood.

"Assemble." Dryus laughed and raised his axe to the sky, and the remaining Noxus quickly gathered behind him.

Zhao Xin thought it was inevitable that another fierce battle would be another fierce battle. Although Shiville said he would save his life, he would not take the initiative, and the result of the battle would be both defeats.

Unexpectedly, this time I missed the trump card left by secretly hiring Sivir from the top leaders and secretly hiring him to make a comeback.

What unexpected happened to him, but Dryus did not attack again and began to retreat.

Zhao Xin was stunned for a moment, but knew that it was not because the other party was afraid of it, but because he gave the face to the great god who was hidden in the rain curtain.

When Dryus was about to disappear, he suddenly turned his head and shouted at the rain curtain: "Siville, today I will not be enemies with you, because I respect you, but next time, I will definitely cut off your head

Prove what is the true Noxus spirit.”

"And...thank you." Only he heard the last sentence himself.

The rain is still falling.

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