"Pfft——"

At the last moment when the heavy rain stopped.

In a corner forgotten by the world.

The sharp ax blade easily pierced the fragile body.

finally……

still.

"Well done...my brother." Darius tightly held the double-edged ax that pierced his body to prevent it from being pulled out of his body.

He didn't let Draven's already trembling hands loosen either.

"Dlevin..." Darius tried his best to lift his already extremely heavy eyelids, looked at his brother across from him, and said, "Don't cry."

Draven didn't cry, he still wore that ferocious mask.

The last raindrops flowed down his terrifying face.

It doesn't look like tears at all.

"I..." Delevingne's voice was lowered to the extreme, as if he was trying to suppress something...

sad?

"Dlevin, you kill me, hahahaha." Darius was really about to die. He was hit in the abdomen by Draven's axe, and the sharp axe even severed his intestines.

The blood was flowing continuously, and he could not be saved.

However, he just laughed.

He loudly said to Delevingne: "Delevingne, you must remember that it was you who killed me with your own hands. Darius, from today on, you must swear that you promised me, you, Delevingne, I

My brother, you have to be the best in the world!!! Tell me!!! Can you!!! do it!!!”

After the last word fell, Darius seemed to have exhausted his last strength, and his whole body collapsed.

With only one breath left, he could barely hold him up, standing and staring at Draven.

"I..." Delevingne's hands were still shaking. He seemed a little at a loss. He seemed to be in a trance. He couldn't believe that he actually, really, killed his own...

"elder brother……"

"I……"

"Dlevin..." Darius interrupted him at this moment. He slowly raised a hand, as if he wanted to touch his younger brother's face. "Don't blame brother...

…”

"To you..."

"too……"

"harsh……"

carve.

This engraved word can never be spoken, just like his hanging hand.

He could never touch his brother's face that was no longer childish in his life.

They are no longer the teenagers they were back then, they have grown up, in the rain.

Darius is thirty-two years old and Draven is thirty.

Draven will continue to live, he will be stronger, and one day he may really become the number one in the world, and then slowly grow old.

And Darius, his life stopped forever at the age of thirty-two.

He died and left the rest of his life to his younger brother.

The last rain passed over Draven's body in one stroke.

The rain stopped.

Delevingne froze in place for a long time, a long time, a long time.

Then he stretched out a hand as if he couldn't believe it. He wanted to touch his brother.

but……

Darius.

He is really dead.

No, I won't wake up again.

No, I slapped him on the head again and yelled: "You brat. Just watch him carefully."

"Brother..." Delevingne finally squeezed out a word from his throat.

"elder brother!!!"

He finally couldn't help but roared and buried his head deeply.

Like a lone wolf who has lost his spouse.

In the spring of the 216th year of the New World calendar, Darius, the strongest Noxian military force and known as the Hand of Noxus, lay forever on the expedition to Ionia.

After Garen, the power of Demacia, was killed in battle in Northern Xinjiang four years ago, Darius, his lifelong enemy, was finally buried on the eastern island.

It is not a shame for a soldier to die wrapped in horse leather.

It’s just that two peerless generals have fallen in succession in the past few years.

Even if it is as brilliant as Valoran, it will inevitably become dim in this generation's starry sky.

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The night finally fell.

The battlefield began to be shrouded in corpses.

In the endless piles of dead bodies and mud, Graves smoked a cigar and walked leisurely on the dirty land, his expression as leisurely as if he was walking in the garden.

As he walked, he recorded something with a pen in a rough oak leaf notepad, his shotgun strapped loosely to his waist.

He looked like a scholar rather than a desperado.

His footsteps finally stopped in front of a person.

That person is Chen Senran.

He was lying on his back under a sky that was no longer raining.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was dead.

Graves knelt down and stretched out a hand to touch Chen Senran.

But at this moment, someone shouted: "Don't touch him."

The sound is like thunder.

Graves raised his head and saw an equally blind monk sitting on a high pile of corpses, looking down at him.

"Don't touch him, Graves." At the same time, on the other side, the battlefield Valkyrie in bright red shirt also appeared.

She looked at Chen Senran nervously and at Graves warily, as if she might draw a sword at any time.

"What happened?" Graves shrugged his shoulders and took a heavy drag on his cigar.

"He almost died." Irelia looked at Graves with a bad tone.

"Are you blaming me?" Graves shrugged again, put the oak leaf book into his arms, picked up the shotgun and wiped it.

At this time, he looked a bit like the outlaw he once was.

"What do you think?" Irelia was indeed blaming him. Originally, the only person beside Chen Senran was Graves.

And Graves is also a good friend of Chen Senran, at least on the surface.

But now, he smoked a cigar and casually asked what happened. This was really annoying.

"I know he almost died, but isn't he not dead yet? And..." Graves said this, and suddenly looked at Irelia and said word by word, "Even if he is really dead, I will

To avenge him, I will use my own life."

He spoke extremely seriously, and the fireworks on his lips flickered in front of his eyes.

This is the friendship of men, which can never be understood by women.

"Okay, now who can tell me, what happened to him?"

"He was seriously injured, and his body has undergone very strange changes, but it seems to be good so far, because he is absorbing the death energy from the entire battlefield to heal himself, or to evolve for himself?" Li Qing turned to look at Chen

Senran said this.

"Evolution?" Graves tilted his neck, feeling incredible.

"Evolution." Li Qing nodded and said in a meaningful tone, "An evolution that I can't see through at all."

But isn't he blind?

What do you think? (To be continued...)

ps: Die, die, die.

However, I would like to thank my readers for their strong support.
Chapter completed!