Ezreal, what are you doing here? ”

Jeno watched Ezreal lying on the ground smoking, and thought he had been caught on fire and jumped into the river and rolled around.

After coming down from the Gate of the Sun, he went up the Pilt River, which joins the sea, and approached the battlefield, where he happened to meet Ezreal, who was fishing for treasure by the river.

"Hiss......" was embarrassed again, and in front of Jeno again, Ezreal was embarrassed, but he couldn't say that he was stupid to challenge the limits of the impossible.

"It's too hot on the ground, I'll go to the river to cool off ......"

Ezreal casually made up an excuse, but it was immediately broken by Jeno.

"The river is hot, too."

Jeno pointed to the belly-flipping fish on the surface of the river that had died of heat, and the doubt in his tone was about to overflow.

"Well, I just tried to help Sivir get the weapon out of the river, but I failed."

Ezreal told the story, but wasn't stupid enough to say it all, and he kept silent about the stupid challenge.

"Xavier's weapons?" Jeno's attention was immediately drawn to him, and he looked at the Pitt River beside him, and sure enough, there was a glittering crossblade lying inside. If it weren't for Ezreal's reminder, he would have missed this divine weapon artifact that could turn the tide of battle.

"Isn't Calikar inseparable from Sivir? Now I see no weapons and no human figures, oh no! Isn't it possible that Zelas has already succeeded......"

"It's okay! It's okay! Seeing Jeno's face change, Ezreal hurriedly sat up, raised his hands and explained to Jeno, "Taliyah and Niko have gone to save her, she will be safe." ”

But when he said this, Jeno's face became darker, compared to the dark clouds in the sky.

"How can you get Niko to save Sivir?"

Jeno's tone seemed to be asking, in his opinion, it should be Ezreal who should save people, in terms of the ability to adapt to emergencies, no one can compare to this little yellow hair, and he also has the aura of the protagonist, and the success rate of saving people will be higher.

But in fact, it was Niko, a little confused, who accompanied Taliyah to save people, didn't this add 25% of the difficulty of the game to herself?

"Uh...... This one...... The ......" Ezreal was speechless for a moment, unable to explain.

"Forget it, the top priority is to get the Calikar up first, and then put an end to it all." Seeing Ezreal's weak heart, Jeno didn't waste time in pursuing it, more important things were in front of him, and his time couldn't be wasted.

"How are you going to get it up? This weapon is not something that can be lifted by a human being at all! It's heavier than the weighing post in the temple! "Ezreal wanted to persuade Jeno not to waste his time, and it would be better to rush to the battlefield to help Azir as planned.

"That's you! I'm sure I'll be able to catch it. Jeno was just angry, and his tone was not very kind. But he knew exactly how much of a weapon it could do.

If it is used well, it can have a decisive effect. No matter how strong Zelath is, he can't withstand a knife from Calikar!

"I don't believe it! I've tried it just now! Ezreal retorted.

"Well, let's make a bet - if I get Calikar up, you'll have to open another one for me, so I can take any of them with me."

As he spoke, Jeno activated the Hex core, allowing the energy to gather under the skin, and began to give birth to a closed and light crystal suit that did not affect the movement.

"No problem, but what if you lose? You haven't said it yet. Ezreal asked subconsciously.

"If I lose, I lose the whole of Piltover." Jeno's tone suddenly became solemn and calm, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive for a moment, making Ezreal breathless.

By the time he could breathe, Jeno was already in the water.

Looking at the silent river, Ezreal, who was not afraid of heaven and earth and did not believe in gods or ghosts, suddenly began to pray, praying that Jeno would win the gamble, and that he was willing to pay the price of a treasure for the peace of the whole of Piltover.

No! Even if Jeno asks for ten! 100 pieces! He will not hesitate to give it to him! If you don't have enough stock in the treasure chest, go collect it everywhere! It's not enough to dig up Shurima's mausoleum, so go to Shadow Island and pack a bunch and bring it back!

He had never wished so much that he would lose a bet, and when he saw movement on the water, Ezreal's suddenly raised, and an unparalleled anticipation was about to be revealed.

Hammer –

The glittering crossblade was suddenly lifted out of the water by a metal prosthetic limb and thrust into the brick and stone road on the shore, causing the ground to tremble.

Jeno then poked his head out of the river, and he easily climbed ashore and lifted his crystal armor, leaving no signs of wetting up and down his body.

Jeno drew his crossblade and glanced triumphantly at Ezreal as he sailed up the Pitt River, a look that seemed to remind Ezreal that he was willing to gamble and lose.

"How did you pick it up? Why can't I hold it? Is there any trick? Ezreal chased after him, those thoughts just now could be as if they hadn't happened, but the bet contract couldn't be invalidated, he didn't want to lose unexplained.

"What kind of skill is to make a miracle vigorously, isn't it just a matter of having hands?"

Jeno looked at Ezreal with caring eyes, then held his left arm across his face, and the prosthetic leg reflecting the silver sheen made the latter suddenly realize.

You really have to have your hands!

There is a Hex to attack the function of adding the Hex core, and anyone can do it!

No matter how rich the expression on Ezreal's face was, it was a sure thing that he owed Jano another treasure.

And the accidental Charikar also gave Jeno more choices.

……

By the time Jeno and Ezreal arrived at the battlefield, which had been completely reduced to a sea of fire, Azir was on the verge of defeat.

He floated in the air, his golden armor torn and broken, his feathered ribbon burned, half of his helmet blown up, revealing half of his inhuman face, like a half-plucked rooster, looking terrified.

All the sand soldiers he brought with him were lost, and Azir became a bare-bones commander, but he still held his head proudly high, and never bowed even the slightest bit of submission.

Jeno knew that Azir would not be able to show his true strength in Piltover, but he still didn't expect Azir to lose so quickly.

The Desert Emperor who left the desert and left the solar disk may really not be much stronger than Nasus, just like when Zelas just ascended, and compared to the current Zelas, he is simply a younger brother.

Thinking about it from another angle, he suddenly felt that Azir could hold out under Zelas for so long, maybe it was because Zelas secretly released water because he remembered his old love?

Looking at the two figures above the sea of fire, his heart was extremely heavy, and seeing that the last savior was unreliable, Jeno had no choice but to decide to stand up.

He turned his head to look at the cold Charikar, and a sense of mission arose.

"Let's go! Ezreal, take me to Sivir! ”

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