The Arcane Comet flew in, undoubtedly reducing the tall building where Caitlyn was located to ruins.

But their position was so far away from the battlefield that no one knew that there were two people lying in the ruins, and they seemed to be forgotten.

The smoke cleared, and Zelas slowly rose from it.

The sarcophagus fragments on his body were missing a few more pieces, and he could no longer put them back into their full form, which had been blown off in the explosion just now.

When the missile flew just now, he didn't notice any magic fluctuations, and he only thought it was a whistling wind, so he was hit.

He was shocked by the speed at which mortals were developing, three thousand years had passed, and had these mortals developed weapons that could deal with the Ascended? How did they get access to higher education?

You must know that three thousand years ago, the Ascended Ones represented invincible Celestial Warriors in the minds of mortals!

In the furious wind, Zelas refocused his gaze on the ruins beneath him, so preoccupied with Jeno's life that he didn't notice a hint of frustration as he flew.

He rummaged through the rubble, finally allowing him to find the metal prosthetic limb half-hidden under the masonry.

The prosthetic limb had been scorched by the fire, but it still had a bright silver metallic sheen, which contrasted with the blackened and smoking bricks and tiles around it.

Zelas would love to laugh, if he had a mouth.

He tried to float to the prosthetic leg, but he felt something tugging at him behind him, leaving him stuck in a quagmire.

Zelas seemed to realize something, and suddenly looked behind him—the storm had somehow come against the current and came not far from him, it was a huge tornado that connected the heavens and water!

Countless brick fragments and shredded pieces of clothes shredded by the storm circled around the waterspout at high speed like swift black petrels, and the houses on the shore shook off glass and brick fragments, like geese plucking dandelions, all of which were absorbed by the tornado's comers.

It's a post-apocalyptic scene!

A splash of water was thrown in Zelas's face by the storm, and a puff of green smoke rose in front of his eyes, causing him to feel a little pain.

He began to feel scared.

This storm is a huge tornado that even the largest sandstorm in the desert can't compare, and the time and place of its appearance and even the trajectory of its passage are too coincidental!

It happened that he thought someone was behind the storm.

But he felt more anger!

Why do you disobey him even the heavens! The ruins beneath him were located on the shore, within the radius of the tornado, and he was about to exhum the corpses of his enemies and take his booty.

He knew very well that if he didn't hurry up and leave now, he would be swept into the storm!

But now he has been so angry and irrational that he has been obstructed by successive obstructions!

The temptation of the crystal on Jeno's chest was too great, and Zelas felt that the storm was menacing, but it couldn't hurt him, so he was ready to take a gamble and take the crystal before the storm came, so that he could recover a lot of energy.

He sprinted forward, his body resisting the pull of the storm in every part of his body.

With great effort, he rushed to the side of the prosthetic, looked at the arm looking up at the starry sky, his eyes exploded, and he directly reached out and grabbed it! It seems to have seized the future.

The conjured energy claw was voided by the plundered energy as he gripped the prosthetic, and Zelas found himself unable to hold the prosthetic, let alone pull it out.

It doesn't matter, he can move the surrounding stones.

But after blasting the surrounding stones with small sparks, he saw something that shocked him even more!

The metal prosthetic limb was sealed by a large piece of hard crystal, and the part of the arm hidden under the bricks and tiles was firmly anchored to the ruins; On top of that, there are dense verdant vines that will wrap around the elbows, their roots hidden deep beneath the ruins, making it impossible to uproot them at a glance.

Through the transparent crystal, Zelas saw that the place where a charred corpse should have been lying was empty......

A high-speed flying debris woke Zelas, and if he looked closely, wasn't this his own skull?

He immediately realized that he had been put on a trap, and that the point of this trap was only to delay his time!

But it was already too late.

The charred black bricks in front of him shook, and they rolled quickly behind him past him; What's more, they floated straight up, swept over his head and were sucked into the storm.

Zelas felt like a small boat swimming on the edge of a whirlpool, drifting with the current.

The light body was quickly lifted by the hurricane, and Zelas grabbed a vine with his hand! But how could the trap set by Jeno leave a glimmer of life for the enemy?

Unsurprisingly, the vines were burned by his energy claws, and Zelas could no longer control his body and fell towards the center of the storm.

His roar resounded throughout Piltover, but was soon drowned out by the howling wind, and it was a shame that he did not know the name of the enemy until the end.

……

Ezreal felt like he couldn't escape.

After dodging Zelas's counterattack, he didn't find a sturdy house to shelter from the storm beforehand, and now he was running fast against the Pilt River, and the tornado that connected the world was chasing him quickly.

Obviously, in the case of headwinds, people can't outrun tornadoes, even with the help of Nazuk armguards.

A disgusting-looking black eel was thrown out by the storm and crashed to the cobblestone floor in front of him, falling into a pile of fleshy meat sauce, looking even more disgusting than when it was alive.

"It's a Pilt River mass extinction!" Ezreal thought to himself, he had explored the ruins of the ancient tombs so many times, but this encounter alone brought him the most shock, and the thrill of wandering between life and death was also the strongest.

Racing against a tornado is much more exciting than dodging traps or something, and if you run a little slower, you'll end up in pieces.

Then he saw a bank not far away, and he knew that the bank's vault must be strong.

He looked at the glove, the gem was charging, he couldn't jump, and he couldn't smash the bank's door with a flashshot, so it wouldn't be useful to hide in a leaky building.

At that moment, an inclined street lamp on the shore was overwhelmed, uprooted by the strong wind, and flew towards Ezreal!

Ezreal was startled, but his feet didn't stop, and he jumped over the street lamp at the right moment.

Ezreal, who has been dealing with all kinds of emergencies for many years, just wanted to say that it was just a small thing, and then he stepped on the disgusting mass of meat sauce and fell down with a thud.

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