The roaring master rushed out of the mouth of the tunnel!

He looks like a prehistoric crocodile and a human cross, but Jeno knows that the crocodile is a symbol of ferocity and fearlessness in the ancient Shurima tradition, and that the kind of beast traits of the half-human, half-beast Ascended Ones, who have been forgotten in the course of time, are determined by their pre-ascension personality.

Its natural scales and iron armor wrapped its body tightly and impermeable, and no weakness could be seen, but from his roar, everyone could appreciate the madness that was rooted in the depths of his soul, the vicious hatred and desperate desire to kill that had accumulated for thousands of years.

"Everyone, all have to die!"

Renekton roared, pulling out a crescent blade from behind him, a death rolled, rolling up the dust, and with a heartbeat, his figure changed from motionless to an invisible afterimage, and the volley drilled into the scarred Sivir, like a deadly sandstorm tornado!

The crescent blade was actually a hilt-handled axe that had been snatched from a warrior king in Acacia, and his force allowed him to easily break the handle of a divine soldier, while easily sweeping away the armies of its previous owner.

A long shrouded cane cleaved the sunlight and slashed the mid-air Renekton into the rock, withered magical power pouring down the sharp blade into his majestic cliff-like body.

When Reekton smashed into the ground, the entire dock visibly shook, as if shocked by this inhuman horror.

The last moment he was like a vicious beast, the next moment he became an old man in his old age, his claws on the edge of the pit but he couldn't even climb up, the anger in his eyes jumped a few times, but it did not weaken by half a point, but there were signs of rising.

"What's going on?" Graves' eyes widened, and he wanted to come to Piltover to build a gun and avoid the limelight of the Eclipse Night, but he ended up encountering several demons and monsters. Isn't Trist a believer in Lady Luck? Why follow him all the way to encounter these shit troubles.

"The man wrapped in the bandage was Nasus, one of the few ascended beings of ancient Shurima who survived to this day, and was known at the time as the Warrior of the Gods; The crocodile man was also an ascender, the former's own brother, but he was brainwashed by Zelas and his brother turned against him. Oh yes...... Zelas is also half an Ascendant. ”

"My stupid Oodou Dou." Hex suddenly came out and complained, it was born in the desert and had forgotten all these long-ago things, and some stories could only be known by Jeno's telling, so when Jano said these things, it had a high probability of bubbling.

Greyfus was almost stunned by Jeno's family ethics drama, and he was so anxious that he grabbed his hair.

His hands wrapped in leper-like bandages uncovered the rags on the shrouded cane, and it turned out to be a long-handled battle axe, with an aquamarine gem set in the center drinking the sun, and he lifted the elongated hood, revealing a hideous face hidden under it—a solemn and mighty black jackal's head, with a fierce look in his wise eyes, looking at the fallen Redton, a little sadness and sadness stained his eyes that had spanned thousands of years.

"Sivir, Taliyah, hurry up and get on the boat, Renekton will recover soon, and I will take care of holding him down." As he spoke, the gnoll took off his robe, revealing his mighty body, and his tone was unmistakable, as if he was ready for battle.

"I didn't ask you to lay down your life." Sivir gritted his teeth and continued to run towards the fishing boat.

Taliyah behind her was a little hesitant, she knew that Nasus was already injured and would definitely not be able to beat Renekton, saying that the queen was actually fighting for them with her life.

The gnoll spoke the lingua franca, so everyone present could understand it, but it was heavily accented and buzzing.

Graves' scalp tingled when he heard this: This is Lao Tzu's ship, why did you get on Lao Tzu's ship without Lao Tzu's consent? Face is not put aside first, that kobold is the main problem, if he is allowed to get on the boat, the weight will not step the boat out of the hole, and everyone will be finished by then.

Seeing that the fishing boat continued to move, he raised his long-handled battle axe, pointed at Jeno and the others in the air, and read out his name:

"I am Nasus, the Lost Son of the Desert and the Ascended of the Shurima Dynasty. I command you to swiftly remove the last of your Ascension bloodlines from Zuan, and if you can bring her safely to the Eagle King, he will bestow you with a wealth of great wealth you never imagined. ”

It was still Graves who reacted first, and he pressed the accelerator straight to the bottom, and the roar of the engine spoke for him.

"I'm sorry Desert Master, your brother is much more lost than you, I don't want to fall to the point where I have money to make and spend my life!"

"Save her! Save Sivir! She is the hope of Piltover! Jeno knocked Graves away, losing control of his strength and nearly knocking him overboard.

He pulled the lever back into place, and the engine's roar immediately subsided, struggling on the verge of stalling.

It was Sivir who led the catastrophe to Piltover, but at the same time she was also the key to saving Piltover, saving her means that Jeno will be on Azel's side in the future war between Azir and Zelas, and through this favor, Jeno deliberately asked Azir to help him retake Pi City, and even asked for Leather City's autonomy in the new Shurima Empire.

After all, Sivir is the only descendant of the Ascension bloodline, and it means a lot to Azir.

Must be saved!

Graves shook his head and rushed over to grab the joystick again, but he was knocked away again because he was not as strong as Jeno, and he was so angry that he jumped to his feet and scolded: "You will kill Lao Tzu!" Piltover is about Lao Tzu! ”

"Do you still want weapons?" Jeno glared at Graves coldly.

The thought that his weapon had to be made by the guy, Greyforton was completely angry, and he slapped his thigh and took two steps back, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The fishing boat was already some distance away from the docks, and the golden crossblade in Sivir's hand poured out a blue glow of magic, and ripples appeared under her and Taliyah's feet at the same time, and their running speed skyrocketed.

As she approached the end of the pier, she leaped decisively and jumped towards the fishing boat. But because of the distance, she only fell halfway to the fishing boat, and the impact caused her wound to rupture again, and blood instantly soaked in gauze.

Fortunately, she carried forward the tenacity of the desert people, and endured the pain and grabbed the edge of the boat, so that she did not fall into the sea.

Catelyn stands by the Crossblade to help, but is slapped away by Sivir, believing that Catelyn is trying to take advantage of her weapon, and finally climbs onto the fishing boat on her own.

The first thing she did when she got on the boat was to look back at the dock......

There, the nomadic girl who had saved her, Taliyah, stood on it in a daze, as if she had no intention of following.

The face is hesitant, as if the heart is tormented by a difficult choice.

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