Chapter 212, My War Is Over.

"Enough is enough! ”

"You don't understand my hatred at all!"

Barely holding back her feelings, Raven turned back to Jax.

"You don't know what's on my back. ”

"These are not reasons for you to send you to death, junior. ”

Junior......

Jax's words made Raven stop.

She remembered that when she first entered the Noxian army, the veterans called herself like that.

"The first thing a Noxian recruit has to learn, I don't have to teach you, do I?"

When!

Brass lampposts were stuck in the ground.

An immovable aura emanated from Jax's body.

Obey.

As a Noxus veteran, Raven certainly knew.

Obedience not only ensures the discipline of the army, but also ensures the survival rate of recruits, and a recruit who obeys veterans will greatly increase his chances of surviving on the battlefield.

"You're not fit to fight...... I'll do the rest for you. ”

……

With her eyes glued to Sinjid in front of her, Raven gritted her teeth.

The flames of vengeance burned her brain, and she knew that to retreat now was to give up the opportunity to slash her enemy.

"That sword of yours is called the Blade of Exile. ”

At this moment, Jax suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand.

"Give it to me...... I'll do the unfinished business for you. ”

Needless to say.

Surprised, Raven solemnly handed the hilt of her sword to Jax.

"Hey, hey, the experiment isn't over yet, is it like the test is running away on its own?"

Obviously, after drinking the potion, Sinjid, who was originally extremely crazy, stabilized, his eyes also showed a hint of light, and a muffled sound came from the bandage wrapped around his chin.

"Don't you want revenge? Think about what happened in Ionia......"

"It's useless. ”

In the face of Sinjid's teasing, Raven turned around and said.

"My War...... It's time to wrap it up. ”

With that, Raven walked down the mountain.

And Jax, too, looked at Raven's back and nodded.

"It's not that easy!"

With a loud shout, Sinjid's body suddenly exerted force, like a Piltover scream, and rushed towards Raven.

But then, as if hitting an impregnable wall, his body stopped.

His body was blocked by a giant sword temporarily spliced with runes.

Under the shabby purple trench coat, the strange mask obviously did not change, but Sinjid felt that a momentum completely different from Raven was slowly emanating.

If Raven's momentum is like a prairie fire, then Jax is the immovable Giant God Peak.

"It's been a long time since I've held a weapon...... But I probably haven't forgotten how to use it. ”

The plain words made Sinjid feel a little surprised.

He vaguely remembered that many years ago, there was a soldier in the War College who was forbidden to use weapons.

His record in the Academy Arena at the time was eight hundred and forty-three consecutive wins.

……

It was just a moment of wandering thoughts, and Sinjid suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and his body was flying backwards.

"What you're thinking about is already old news. ”

Jax leaped into the air, and his speed actually caught up with Sinjid, who was flying upside down in front of him.

"The moment you face me, that record becomes eight hundred and forty-four consecutive wins. ”

……

At this time, at the foot of the Giant God Peak, the construction site of Demacia.

"How long are you going to last?"

Holding her hands and looking at Tariq, who was sitting in a chair in front of her with a pale face, Fiona said.

"The current affairs are no longer beyond our control, if we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave when the Giant God Peak really collapses. ”

In the face of Fiona's questioning, Tariq did not answer directly.

"Are the artisans of Demacia withdrawn?"

"Evacuation is underway, and missing persons can be abandoned if necessary. ”

"Have the Rakor evacuated?"

"The road is rough, coupled with the spread of poisonous fog, there is more than luck. ”

"Is there no living person on the Giant God Peak anymore?"

“…… If you want to say something like protecting others, I'll knock you out and take you away. ”

Fiona said coldly at Tariq.

"I don't have such a noble character to protect others. ”

Tariq shook his head and casually removed a diamond from his shoulder.

"But...... It's human nature to protect beautiful things...... Don't you think it's a pity that so many beautiful things disappear in front of you?"

Something beautiful?

Fiona looked up at the mist-filled Titan Peak.

Sure enough, there is indeed a generation gap between myself and these artists.

"I'm not leaving, at least until the Giant God Peak is confirmed safe...... This is not only a sacred place for the Lakore people, but also a sacred place for me. ”

"I don't care about any holy place, the most important thing now is human life......"

Fiona didn't finish speaking, and suddenly felt a chill behind her.

Something lurks around......

Looking around, there was marble and excess wood smashed by the rocks.

If you want to be Tibetan, it's a breeze.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.

Fiona is naturally not afraid of the subtle tricks in the dueling arena, but she can't help this kind of guy who peeps in the dark.

Is it Tyrone? No, it doesn't feel like Tyrone.

Instead, it's like ...... Wolf?

That's right, that most primitive fear of human beings, the instinctive feeling that arises after being targeted by predatory animals.

It could come at any time......

At this moment, the corners of Fiona's eyes suddenly skimmed to the side, and the blood that Tariq spat out was not only coagulated, but even more bright red.

No!

Woo!!!!

The long whistle was accompanied by the roar of the wolf, and Fiona couldn't see where the black shadow came from, and her instinct made her swing her long sword, but then her arm hurt.

When she reacted, Fiona was in front of a werewolf who was a whole head taller than her, and the unsettling whistle came from some kind of device behind the werewolf's back.

Woo......

A threatening roar came from the werewolf's mouth, and Fiona could see a cut on its chest, blood pouring from it, soaked in the werewolf's erected hair.

But at the same time, a large piece of meat was also hooked off his arm by the sharp claws like a meat hook, which was undoubtedly fatal to Fiona, who won by skill.

"The blood is flowing...... Not a single one is left. ”

A faint voice came from the werewolf's mouth, and it landed on all fours, carefully moving its body in a hunting posture, as if looking for the best time to strike.

And Fiona didn't dare to make a move easily at this time, she knew that if she wasn't careful, she would lose everything.