"No, you just need this!"

A glass bottle was thrown into Lucian's arms, which appeared to contain some liquid.

"The black mist has been emptied, and the hammerstone can't draw energy from the environment, and if your attack lasts longer, it won't be able to withstand it."

What Jeno threw to Lucian was the vial that Sivir had given him, which contained the Fountain of Life.

Lucian thoughtfully opened the cap of the bottle, and the overflowing breath of life reminded him of something.

He pulled out a glittering silver spike from the inside of his coat. The spikes are carved with a sinuous pattern along the blade, about two palms long, and look like an awl commonly used by cobblers, only a hundred times more ornate than the other.

It was the Spike he used to cast spells, and it had been soaked in some kind of spring water in Ionia, and those killed by the Spike could rest in eternal peace without being infected with the curse of immortality after a requiem ritual.

The water in the bottle gave him a familiar feeling like the spring water soaked in spikes.

The sound of chains dragging sounded again, and Lucian realized he didn't have time to hesitate.

He pierced his palm with a spike and pulled it out, a black breath spilling out of the wound with beads of blood, and then his eyes returned to clarity and the side of his face became sharp.

He poured half a bottle of the fountain of life into the palm of his hand, clenched his guns, and turned his grief into bullets, which then shot out with the hysterical roar of the widower, like a roaring machine gun, and lit up the night sky continuously.

The spring water seeped into the stone, and this time Lucian shot a bullet that showed more enthusiasm for the belief in purifying the undead, and this holy bullet was fast and ruthless, with the belief that it would be killed, and the gun shot wildly towards the vital point.

The black light emitted by the hammerstone lantern faltered, trembling under the onslaught of holy flames.

Seeing Lucian successfully suppress Hammerstone, Jeno turned his attention back to Hecarim.

He was well aware of Hecarim's attack patterns and had already guessed before fighting him.

Hecarim is a steel behemoth lost in the slaughter, so it has a weak sense of self and a very limited ability to think.

In other words, he's just an iron man!

The whole body is made of iron, and the brain is simple--really iron Hanhan!

This is one of his weaknesses.

The second is that Hekarim will chase the glory of the past from time to time, and his attacks are all about reminiscing about the battles before his death, and he was a noble knight during his lifetime, which also causes his attacks to be very routine and inflexible.

No, Jeno rode on his back, and he was out of line.

Because when he was alive, he was run to his mount by the enemy! What's more, he didn't have the form of this centaur when he was alive!

So he has no brains, and he can't do anything about playing like a hooligan Jeno.

After thinking about it for a while, Hecarim finally knew how to use the power of the dead to stop Jeno, the younger brother of the Lypi Worm.

He began to accelerate, charging at high speed across the square, and as he ran like thunder, a large number of ghost legions loomed around him, charging in unison with him.

"Let me show you...... The power of the Shadow Isle! ”

Instead of relying on the Black Mist, Hecarim only needs to charge up to create an army of ghosts.

As he ran faster and faster around the square, the Ghost Cavalry Army also condensed, and the cavalry rushed towards Sarah's group, the horses' hooves were like thunder, and the sound alone could frighten people's hearts.

Sarah is decisive to let people run, but they are far inferior to Hecarim, and it is only a matter of time before they are overtaken.

"You can't let the horses run!" Seeing the clue, Jeno inserted his fingers into the cracks in Hecarim's armor and began to use the Crystal Sculpting ability.

He's going to fill this iron armor with crystals so that Hecarim can't move!

Hecarim felt some kind of hard substance expand and grow in his body, and he turned his head to see that a cluster of crystals had grown through the gap in the armor on his shoulder, like a flower of ice crystals.

He manipulated the ghost knight beside him to secretly raise the butcher's knife to Jano, summoning the Iron Regiment's revenant soul for the purpose of killing Jano in the first place, not to slaughter Sarah's group.

Jeno noticed something was wrong, and when he tried to pull out his hand, he was bitten by the beast head armor on Hecarim's shoulder, and he could only watch as the black blade landed on his back.

In an instant, a blade wheel burst out of the eye, slicing off the ghost's head with precision, and making him disappear.

Smiling at Jeno's grateful eyes, Sivir twisted his sore wrist and caught Calikar steadily.

When she found out that Jeno had been attacked, she immediately changed her roughness, no longer trying to cut off the hardest iron hooves in Hecarim's body, and instead helped Jeno cover and let him concentrate on casting spells.

However, her smile immediately disappeared, and more Ghost Knights, under Hecarim's orders, raised their butcher knives one after another, slashing or slashing, sweeping or stabbing from all directions, intending to slash and kill Jeno with their knives.

Sivir hurriedly took out his knife and directly cut off the heads of the three knights, and Calikar reversed the trajectory at the highest point, and cut off three more sword-wielding ghost hands on the path of flying back, but there were still two ghosts left to be eliminated.

Sivir's breath froze, as if he had foreseen the sight of the black blade slicing through his spine without hindrance.

When she couldn't bear to close her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw the scene of the ghost knight turning into a black mist and dissipating.

A bullet piercing the night sky left an afterimage in her field of vision.

Then she heard a gunshot that rang through the night sky.

This sound was not something Sarah's musket could have produced.

Immediately, she found a policewoman half-crouched on the roof of a grocery store, maintaining an aiming posture, and the Hextech sniper rifle in her hand really radiated a dangerous light.

Lately arrived marksman Caitlin!

Caitlin was left to pick her up on the cliff, and she had been using her sniper scope to observe the square, but the black fog that filled the mountain below made her a mortal in a hurry.

It wasn't until she completed the task and the black fog cleared that she could move freely, so she came a little late.

A noisy little fishman jumped out of the puddle in the center of the square, opened his mouth and screamed, but the girl's immature voice came from his mouth:

"Don't bully Jeno!"

Immediately, a burst of colorful clouds and mist emerged, and after dispersing in the blink of an eye, the little fishman had turned into a tall shadow of war, he slashed the premise a few times, threw away the halberd and lowered his head to the real shadow of war!

Bang –

The sonorous sound of the clash of gold and iron shook Jeno to the point where he tilted his head slightly, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and he also heard the sound of the iron armor smashing to the ground.

Hecarim was dizzy from the impact, and Niko turned back into herself after the impact, falling to the ground and covering her dizzy head.

"Jeno, Niko's head is swollen!" Niko couldn't find Jeno's place at all, and cried into the air.

Niko's transformation can only imitate the appearance, not the material that makes up the opponent's body, so this time it is completely hitting the iron armor with the door of the brain!

"What do you think? What do you think? How can you be so iron-headed! Sivir is here to drag her away, and stop making any more trouble. Jano was speechless, and quickly strangled Hecarim's head, covered his eyes, and forcibly reversed his face to prevent Messy Hoofs from stepping on Nico.

Sivir also immediately craned his neck, grabbed Niko's tail and dragged it away.

However, Niko's collision did not play a role, at least it stopped Hecarim's charge and forcibly intercepted the car.

Before Hecarim could run, Jeno immediately sprinkled a handful of seeds between his hooves.

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