Vladimir stepped forward and bowed, waving his hand in a standard gentlemanly salute. There was a sparse sound of footsteps www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" pavilion, and the surrounding queue retreated one after another. Vladimir stroked his blond hair in front of his forehead, and said with a helpless expression: "The scope of my magic is a bit large, so they all retreated." ”

Ezreal was silent, it was the darkest hour before dawn. Vladimir did a knightly salute and looked good, but Ezreal would never believe it. Otherwise, Vladimir would not have secretly performed a trick as soon as he saw it.

Vladimir's ten fingers glowed red, and the nails grew rapidly, perhaps as they should be called, with a metallic sheen, and the thickness and structure were detached from the original appearance of human fingernails, more like a pair of elaborate steel claws. Vladimir tentatively attacked, and with a wave of his claws, a black-red blade-shaped energy slammed into Ezreal head-on.

Red is the breath of blood? What is the red and the black? Could it be shadow energy?

In order to seek an answer, Ezreal did not hesitate, and with a lift of his left hand, the light magic energy projectile was amplified by the Ascension Talisman and turned into a powerful energy attack. With a roar, two streams of magical energy collided, and the small black and red blade shattered into flying chips on the spot.

Ezreal felt a little uneasy in his heart, how could Vladimir be so uneasy? Because he used light attribute magic, he didn't feel the mutual restraint of the light and dark elements. I had doubts in my heart, but I couldn't miss the opportunity, and then launched an offensive - the spatial shockwave of light magic was amplified to the limit, emitting a brilliant radiation, like a pulsing essence. Observing that his opponent was a sharp-edged expert, Ezreal opted for a blunt strike. The space shock wave is a blunt weapon strike in light magic, which can deal blows to opponents through magical barriers.

Vladimir's face changed slightly when he saw such a powerful spatial shock wave, his hands crossed and danced, and two pillars of blood flew out of his cuffs, turning into a curtain of blood in front of him. The skin on his face was red for a moment, then pale, and the drain of his own blood made him look a little embarrassed. But he coped with it just right, and the huge increase in basic magic was still basic magic after all, and it was not too profound. The energy of the spatial shock wave impacted the blood curtain, like a calm blood-colored lake stirring up layers of waves, Vladimir continued to inject magic into the blood curtain, and the waves of the blood curtain returned to calm.

With this temptation, Ezreal confirmed that the opponent's magic level was at least demigod-level. What about the ceiling? An uneasiness prevailed.

Vladimir made a chewing swallowing sound in his mouth, his hands swelled forward, and flying blood grabbed him.

It's blood, Ezreal's own blood! Ezreal's sideways gaze swept over his paralyzed legs, blood gushing from the wound as a pair of bloody hands gripped Ezreal's heels. It was the blood of the enemy soldiers who had been killed by Caterina before, and Vladimir was able to manipulate all the blood flow on a large scale, taking advantage of Ezreal's inattention.

"Despicable!"

Rui Wen scolded loudly! A look of disdain.

Ezreal kept on guard, but he still got hit. Fortunately, I was prepared in advance, and quickly sent animal and plant magic to treat the wound and stop the blood loss. The bleeding stopped, the paralysis waned, and Ezreal's state of mind was a little calmer.

Vladimir hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his index finger and shook it: "The way to draw your blood is not only from the wound." All the information about the blood-carrying host, more information than the host imagined, age, habits, even race and genetics. ”

DNA?Ezreal pretended to be surprised. Ezreal doesn't like to narrate during battles, as it means providing useful information to opponents for free. But there are people who enjoy the feeling of pretending to be compared.

Vladimir excitedly said: "Your blood contains the purest taste of the Kranga clan, I almost doubt that you are the ancestor of the crown guards!" It's just incredible! "You will become my prey, because you can't stop the loss of blood, and the loss of blood will lose your combat effectiveness!" ”

Vladimir snapped his fingers, this time it was Ezreal's turn to redden, and then a burst of blood-colored vapor rushed out of his body. Vladimir gathered the blood vapor, and the metallic sheen of his claws grew brighter.

Vladimir was in high spirits, as if he was in control: "You know, blood can flow out of the sweat glands mixed with your sweat. The process is complex, and the important thing is control. Raise your claws, "Blood contains iron, and I manipulate the flow of blood through the magnetization of iron!" ”

Ezreal chimed in, "So the rumors that the Bloods are afraid of silver are true? Because silver insulates the magnetic field. ”

Vladimir nodded repeatedly: "That's right. The Bloodline loves iron and hates silver products. How about it, are you interested, I'll elaborate on it when you become a blood clan. ”

Magic that uses the ferromagnetic field in the blood as coal? Ezreal knew how to break the other's magic.

Ezreal refused, "I don't want to be a blood-sucking monster. Bloodline, no. ”

Vladimir's face sank slightly: "Then I can only take half of your blood and let you lie weak for a month." "Mighty," tells you one thing by the way. I said before that my title was earl, and that was low-key. He raised his voice, and his slightly hoarse voice became subdued, "I am actually the ancestor, and under me you will be—not a prince or a duke, but a second ancestor." I am the magnetic pole, and you are the closest to the magnetic pole. When the pole dies, the magnetized dependents will fall with it. This is an unbreakable affiliation that will never be betrayed, so the Bloodline is a noble race that will last forever. Think about it, think about the rights I will give you. ”

Ezreal secretly cursed that he was unlucky today, because he was about to provoke a hidden boss next.

Vladimir saw that Ezreal's face was not good, and thought that Ezreal's heart was shaken, and said: "As for blood sucking, it is the metabolism of the blood clan, because iron is the most susceptible to aging among all metals. Sucking blood in order to live forever is a necessary condition for eternity. ”

Ezreal accosted, "Replenish the iron element? Can you suck chicken blood, duck blood, pig blood? ”

Vladimir said with a distressed face: "Unfortunately, no. Humans and Bloods look very similar, and the magnetic field of the iron flowing in their bodies is similar. ”

Ezreal asked, "What about the blood in the hospital's blood bank?" ”

Vladimir: "Of course not! The magic is the flow of nature, and the diet of the blood clan is the same, it must be the flowing blood of the living. ”

Ezreal shrugged, "Then I'll be a human." ”

Vladimir let out a loud cry, and the bones of his whole body made a sound like frying chestnuts, and at the same time, the blood-colored gentleman's outfit also changed, and the iron buttons on the sleeves of his hands appeared with long spikes, and the soft shawl became a long thorn shoulder pad, and the metal-trimmed edge of the broad hem shone with a sharp blade.

Vladimir said angrily: "The lowly do not see where the nobility is, and it needs to be corrected with an iron whip!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly disappeared in place, as fast as an afterimage, his body was fast, and his hand speed was faster! Turning into a meteor spurt attack, the pavement comes like a crusher spinning rapidly. The arcane stand-in that Ezreal had left in place was instantly sliced into points of light. Vladimir snorted coldly, it was voice control, and Ezreal heard the sound of iron pounding like a bone coming from a bone.

Vladimir shouted: "It's useless! I've parsed the structure of your blood, your blood, the iron in your blood are my weapons! ”

Ezreal couldn't hold back his body from losing control, and the subsequent arcane leap only moved a few steps as the opponent's attack roared. At this distance, out of reach, Vladimir raised his leg and kicked long. Ezreal hurriedly sank his waist and dodged sideways, but the leg lift changed to a preparatory style, and a solid kick from Ezreal's ribs was slammed into the ribs. "Kala"! The sound of broken ribs, Ezreal coughing up blood, and a few bone fragments entered the lungs.

Vladimir mocked: "If you had an iron skeleton, it wouldn't be so painful!" ”

Ezreal didn't expect the opponent's fighting ability to be so strong, after all, according to the game, Vladimir is just a mage. Holding back the pain and striving to move back to the disadvantage, the magic poured out to release the eight swords of the shadow raid, and the eight cross spiral knives bombarded Vladimir's vital point in all directions with the blessing of the burst of shadow magic, making it impossible for the opponent to avoid it.

Long iron thorns emerged from Vladimir's body, and Ben Dao could easily knock down these spiral knives, but when Ge Tie intersected, his iron thorns were cut off one by one! Vladimir, who had not been injured for hundreds of years and had no pain-level sense, hesitated slightly, but finally held back the great shame and anger, turned into a pool of blood mist and fell into his own shadow!

Then, Vladimir emerged from the shadows and changed back into his original thorny human form from the blood mist.

Vladimir took a comfortable breath and said, "I haven't felt pain in a long time, well done." But you can't defeat me, and as far as I know, Duke Kao didn't teach you and Caterina Shadow Magic. The so-called shadow stream is the magic that turns one's own shadow into something useful. I prefer a coffin that no one else can ever hit rather than a shadow clone who works together. Yes, the blood clan should lie in the coffin regularly, because the staggering of its own magnetic field with the earth's magnetic field will produce an electric current, and it needs to be regularly grounded and discharged. ”

Regular grounding?

Vladimir: "So as long as I'm not careless, you can't hit me at all." ”

Ezreal said shamefully: "Then what if you are careless again! ”

The eight screw knives that flew out flew back again! Vladimir heard the wind of the blade and secretly screamed badly, really careless again!

Ezreal took one of the knives that flew back from behind and slashed at Vladimir along with the other blades. Vladimir reflexively pops iron spikes out of his bones! The blade against the iron thorn was the screeching sound of metal breaking, but this time it was the shadow of the blade! In Ezreal's stunned eyes, Vladimir shot the iron spike out, pinning Ezreal to the wall.

Vladimir smiled: "If I couldn't catch your trick, I would have activated the coffin in the Blood Red Land to hide a long time ago." "I know you're trying to beat me with my intelligence." But I'm telling you, just to show you how powerful I am against! to force you to submit. "I forgot to tell you that every time I use my magnetic magic, the power increases the next time, and it can be stacked many times." Well? What was that? ”

Crackling, the sound of electricity.

Ezreal emitted electricity all over his body, and the electromagnetism of the nail spike was shaken off, and in Vladimir's shocked eyes, Ezreal raised his left hand, and the Ascension Talisman shot out an amplified lightning, a normal attack, using the critical hit of the Lord Marauder! Under the double amplification, the lightning transforms into a giant mace and smashes into Vladimir. Restrained by the power of the blunt weapon and eroded by the current, Vladimir hurriedly activated the coffin skill Blood Red Land, but he was horrified to find that under the interference of high-voltage electricity, the blood clan could not use magic smoothly.

Vladimir secretly said in his heart: "Not good! If this continues, my blood-red land won't last long, and if I don't get it, the shadow coffin will be damaged! ”

After retreating, Vladimir fled quickly, only to see a black and red shadow on the ground slipping away from the battlefield, and a voice came from the shadow: "I'm sorry, General, I can't help you, I have to find a hidden place to ground and discharge~~"

The Blood Clan Ancestor was defeated, and a murmur rang out from the Blood Weeping Army. The morale of the Bloody Weeping troops is declining, which is a good thing for Ezreal. However, this was soon interrupted, and a commander like Svein would not allow the turn of events to turn against him. Svein walked slowly out of the formation, holding on to his crutches and having a problem with his right leg. Limping, the pace that was originally wavering, actually rebelled to produce an incomparably firm aura, and the soldiers who had originally had a fluctuating morale changed from a new to a calm and ready to fight.

"Noxus! Svein! "Noxus! Svein! ”

The morale of the soldiers has not only recovered, but also skyrocketed! I don't know which centurion belt's cheering rhythm detonated the atmosphere of the scene in a blink of an eye. Svein, the undefeated commander in the heart of the Weeping Army! With a gesture of Svein's hand, the shouting soldiers fell silent for a moment, and the queue was uniform.

Ezreal suddenly thought of a name, the German "Adolf" ...

Looking closely, Svein looks quite like Adolf, with shiny left and right forehead corners, and shaky black hair divided into three, the front of the black hair looks meticulous when combed, but the back is very messy. Paired with eyes that give people a strong sense of penetration, it gives people a sense of insight. The bridge of his nose is very high, and then his forehead is protruding, and it seems that he has a strong "sense of smell for leaders"! His ears were red all the time, as if he had maintained the enthusiasm of struggle.

The top half of the face that can be seen is visible, and the lower part is covered by Svein with a tall military leader.

Svein spoke, his voice hoarse, magnetic in the pauses at intervals, sounding like a string of commands.

Svein: "Tyrone. Noxus is about to metamorphose, remove the rotten parts, and usher in a new life. Kill Caterina and you'll gain power and honor beyond the Duke Kao family. Stubborn resistance, the end is the end of being spurned. ”

"Roaring ——!" The undead warrior Theon let out a threatening roar that shook the ground where Ezreal stood.

Ezreal's eyes were shattered by the roar, and his head was dizzy as if he had just been hit by a car. The spirit of vigilance, tense again in the shaking, "Who ——?! Ezreal turned around and shouted angrily, just sensing that someone, magic, was approaching the unconscious Caterina.

Where Caterina was, there was only the reflection of the wall diagonally, and as far as Ezreal could see, she seemed to see some trace of a human figure in the shadow. Scan it through, because shadows may also harbor magic.

Finding nothing, Ezreal couldn't help but suspect that he had read it wrong.

In fact, Ezreal was not mistaken, a pair of eyes hidden in the shadows. The owner of the eyes, a dark shadow lurking in a slanted shadow in the dead corner, staring closely at Katarina.

The dark shadow silently said in his heart: "Katarina, my daughter..."

Confirming that nothing was missed, Ezreal focused on dealing with a strong enemy.

After a while, Sein was in action. Sein stored up his evil energy to the maximum, and waited for Svein's order to launch a devastating blow.

Ezreal took a deep breath, he was about to be defeated by one, and this path was his own choice.

Ezreal: "I refuse. General Durkkao has been kind to me, and the distinction between grievances and grievances has always been my constant principle. No matter the times, no matter the country, no matter the honor. ”

Svein shook his chin slightly, and said no more. With the sound of crutches on the ground, Sain gave the order, and the accumulated evil qi exploded, pushing the huge body of the undead warrior to swoop forward! The intense aura burned the air, causing Theon to drag a long rocket tail behind him. If you don't agree with each other, you will magnify the move?! Seon turned into a meteor and crashed into Ezreal, who was about to dodge with an arcane jump, when strong fluctuations came from the space, and rune space magic appeared out of thin air, imprisoning all the surrounding spaces!

Ezreal was shocked, hadn't Svein's confinement been delayed, or had it been launched earlier? The mind is full of questions, and the next moment it is hit head-on by a huge impulse, and the mind is instantly short-circuited, and the doubts seem to be knocked out of the brain. Ezreal nearly fainted, and with a strong subconscious hint of "I must not fall", he forced his thoughts back from the brink of collapse.

Before he could take a few more breaths of air, Thine had already raised the giant axe, and with Thine's action, the evil qi began to transform into a huge axe blade that crushed everything, and the reflection of the axe had enveloped Ezreal, and the ground where Ezreal was began to fall apart! And the confinement of space has not been lifted, and the arcane leap cannot be activated. To make matters worse, the Imprisonment Runes climbed Ezreal's body one by one like a living viper, and began to restrict the flow of magic in Ezreal's body.

It's so strong! Neither Sain nor Svein is inferior to himself, and what a tacit understanding these two have joined forces...

Ezreal is forced to send a special move - Black Lightning Celestial Thunder! A thunderclap exploded, shaking open the runes of the imprisoned space! Before Theon's great axe fell, Ezreal unleashed an arcane leap out of the circle of being flanked, and at the same time pointed at the sky with one hand, channeling and accumulating more electric elements to merge the current, and a black lightning as thick as a bucket slashed at the back of Theon's head!

Sein's body was huge, and he didn't have time to turn around to deal with the rear assault, and countless battlefield experiences told him to guard against this black lightning, and he habitually used evil qi to form a magic barrier to block it! The evil qi he knew and trusted the most, the evil qi that would be obtained by killing thousands of Demacian soldiers on the battlefield, only to collapse at the touch of a button!

Sein's huge eyes, which were originally round, widened wider, and the capillaries of the eyes in his sockets were full of disbelief, a look of disbelief in miscalculation. After being struck by lightning, the electricity paralyzed Theon's body, and continued to dissolve and grow stronger.

Miscalculation! Since fighting with Svein, Sain has rarely made another big mistake in his long years. For no battle can escape Svein's wisdom. But this time it was an exception. Not only did Sain's evil energy not have a half-point defensive effect, but also increased the power of black lightning, becoming a tonic for black lightning.

With a thud, Sein's massive body fell. Without a large amount of Evil Qi, the undead can no longer remain awake, as the Evil Qi is the source of undead magic.

After a brief moment of surprise, Svein said calmly, "This is the reason why you defeated Shuria. His keen sense of smell prompted him to decide, "You must not be allowed to go to Zu'an, you are a great uncertainty." ”