When Rode, who goes by the alias Medivan, appeared in the makeshift conference room, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.

Queletta didn't expect Rhodes to come back, Infutia was shocked by her crazy thoughts, Svein was thoughtful, Raven was expressionless, and Darius was wandering in the world.

As for Draven - this guy has removed the throwing axe from his back and expertly pulled an axe.

"Hey, bastard, you're wearing TND!"

Naturally, Rod wouldn't take advantage of Derlevin - raising his hand and sending a fireball made the guy feel sorry for his mustache, Rod turned his head and quietly looked at the thoughtful Svein in front of him.

Well, at this time, Rhodes was a little weak-hearted, and he didn't want to involve Zaan and Piltover, so he didn't want to expose it.

But the problem is, Rod doesn't know if Svein has seen through his disguise - this kind of transformation spell that can only hide the appearance of the surface is not very high, and even at the level of magic skills, it is not difficult to hide from those guys whose brains are full of muscles, but if he wants to hide from Svein, Rod himself is not sure that it can be done.

In fact, Svein also felt an inexplicable familiarity when he looked at Rhodes.

But Svein was not able to recognize Rod - he habitually used the Demon Eye to snoop, but in the past, the demon who was the eldest and I was the second was inexplicably instigated, and in the face of Rod, the Demon Eye did not react.

"Don't let me spy on that guy's past, I promise you don't-"

Although Svein had seen Rod, he could never have imagined that the "mage with good ability" who had been able to make the demons in his body retract his head, in this case, he could not judge Rod's identity, nor did he see through Rod's clumsy disguise.

Since surreptitious snooping doesn't work, let's do it another way – like linguistic temptation.

"This mage...... You have offended the most powerful empire of Valoran. ”

Typical Svein-style intimidation, threatened by the power of Noxus.

But Rhodes scoffed at Svein's claims.

"The most powerful? Is it strong enough to lose its armor in Ionia, or is it so strong that a barbarian robs a batch of supplies every year, or is it so strong that you don't dare to invade Demacia's territory? ”

Rod couldn't have been better at revealing people's scars - a mouth is a sore foot in Noxus.

"The advantage of the tongue." Svein didn't care about this linguistic failure, he cared more about the message revealed in Rod's words, "If you don't care about the power of Noxus, why are you willing to appear in front of me until now?" ”

"Because it's so convenient." Rod's smile grew worse and worse, "It's a good feeling to watch the famous Noxus Commander get slipped around because he can't figure out his opponent......"

Svein silently gritted his teeth.

Rod's words made him angry, but Svein couldn't.

Isn't it proof of what Rhodes said when he gets angry now?

In this case, Svein decisively changed his subject.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"My purpose is actually very simple - return the favor, and by the way, look at the demon inside you."

"Favors? Demon? ”

Svein was completely confused.

Before meeting Rod, Svein had imagined countless purposes for that guy hiding in the shadows—from the Avengers of Ionia to the conspirators of the Black Roses, but Svein never imagined that Rod's purpose was to return favors and see the demons in his body.

What the hell?!

Looking at Rod, who looked like he took for granted, Svein was almost crazy.

You dug such a big hole, kidnapped the naval fleet of Noxus, robbed the Findor light horse, plotted the rebellion of Besilico, and even made Findor ambiguous, but it turned out to be to return the favor and take a look at the demon in your own body by the way?

At this moment, Svein finally couldn't suppress his anger, and the surging demonic power instantly unfolded, directly flying everything in the tent.

"You want to meet the demon, okay—I'll devour your soul so you can see what you've provoked!!"

The smell of blood instantly filled the entire tent, and Rhodes flew back, frowning tightly.

There is no disgusting smell of sulphur from evil powers.

Could it be that the smell of blood was too strong to mask the smell of sulfur?

In order to find out what that demon in Svein really is, Rhodes plans to have a good deal with him.

With a wave of his hand, a huge fireball flew straight towards Svein.

The blazing flames of Saffron caused the tent to rise suddenly, and the expanding hot air caused the tent, which was not very strong, to explode suddenly.

At the same time, a thin blood-colored shield appeared in front of Svein, blocking the attack from Rhodes.

The shield looked sturdy, and neither the burning Safron Flame nor the extinguished slag did any serious piercing damage to the shield.

Looks...... Svein's "Demon Power" defense is pretty good?

Just as Rod was grinning secretly, Svein's counterattack happened to come.

Boundless blood lingered around Rod, and it seemed that countless souls were whispering to him—and under the cover of this blood, a blade formed by the condensation of blood light silently pierced Rhodes.

It's a pity that the demagogic spells had no effect on Rhodes.

Having fought the Elder Gods head-on, Rhodes is all too familiar with this kind of trick - using all sorts of weird tricks to get your attention on the surface, while secretly making small gestures.

In the face of Svein's attack, Rhodes directly turned into a flame and disappeared in place.

Svein was empty with a single blow, and when he tried to strike again, he was already surrounded by the flames of Suffron.

Even for Svein, the temperature of the Saffron Flame was unbearable—it was the flame of the Fire Demon King.

In the midst of the blazing flames of Saffron, Svein began to think about how to break the game.

After Rhodes became a burning man, the effects of many life-draining spells were greatly reduced, and judging from Rhode's previous state, it seems that he will not be affected by bewitchment and spiritual magic, in this case, if he wants to win, he has to use a little means that he doesn't use very often.

Like what...... Demon's Hand!

In Rod's shocked gaze, Svein's demonic hand suddenly began to grow larger, and in the blink of an eye, it was already more than five meters long.

The next moment, the huge demonic hand slapped directly from mid-air and smashed fiercely at Rhodes, who was stunned.

"Bang-"