Rui Wen was repelled again and again, but she stood up again and again, with more and more wounds on her body, and her white wings were stained with a lot of mud mixed with blood.

Zhao Zilu took out the small iron pot, staggered up, and slowly walked towards Ruiwen.

"Hey, you don't want to die?"

Seeing that Zhao Zilu seemed to help Jinx, he shouted, but Zhao Zilu did not respond, now he is very weak, so weak that it is a little difficult to hold the iron pot, there is no doubt that he is an out-and-out weak person now.

But what about the weak? This has nothing to do with strength or weakness, no matter how weak he is, he has to fight, he knows that he is invincible, but he must protect her, he said that he wants to protect her, she is a shield and she is a sword, but he doesn't want this sword and this shield to be stained with dust. It's good that he can block the wind and rain!

Zhao Zilu walked faster and faster, and gradually trotted up.

If.......

If it can be a little stronger, just a little bit is enough.

"Ah~~~~!!"

Zhao Zilu's eyes were red as he ran, and he roared. The muscles in his body began to rise, and his blood swelled.

In the face of Warwick's fierce offsets, Rui Wen was frequently frustrated, and inadvertently, the claw tore through her defenses, and the fatal claw was about to come.

'When .......'

At this moment, Zhao Zilu arrived in time, shook off his claws, and smashed the door in front of Warwick.

"Roar!!

Warwick roared, the blow doing little harm, but it did humiliate him.

The jet-black claws struck Zhao Zilu like lightning.

Zhao Zilu was almost blocked with an iron pot, but Warwick's strength was too great, and he directly shook him away and smashed him far away.

"Chubby!"

Rui Wen exclaimed in surprise, turned her head to look at Zhao Zilu, but was also knocked away by Warwick's claw.

Without the slightest hesitation, Warwick jumped and pounced on Riven, which was bound to be fatal with one blow.

Zhao Zilu roared and jumped out and threw Warwick away.

At this time, Zhao Zilu's skin all over his body began to redden, like a boiled prawn, the bulging meridians seemed to burst at any time, the consciousness in his mind began to blur, and reason gradually left him, he forcibly urged the 'half-dragon' but obviously failed, and no one knew the consequences of doing so.

"Roar~~~!"

Warwick was stopped again and was already furious, and rushed straight towards Zhao Zilu.

Zhao Zilu, who was far away from his senses, was also untimid, and also pounced.

Soon a man and a wolf were fighting together, so fast that they could no longer see the movement with the naked eye, only the sparks from the collision of the claws and the iron pot, and the frequent sound of metal crashing.

At this time, Zhao Zilu had only one thought in his mind.

"Faster, faster, faster."

Zhao Zilu's speed became faster and faster, he almost gave up his defense and attacked with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, there were multiple wounds on his body, some of which were deep in the bones. But he didn't know anything, he still only knew how to attack.

Warwick began to gradually fall into a disadvantage under Zhao Zilu's crazy offensive, and there were several more wounds on his fur.

But Zhao Zilu is even more miserable, there are far more wounds on his body than Warwick, many of them are not caused by Warwick but Zhao Zilu himself, the consequences of his forcible urging of 'half-dragonization' have begun to appear, although the power of 'half-dragonization' has been stimulated, but it has not entered the transformation state, which causes his physical body to be unable to withstand this power at all, his muscles began to tear, and there were bursts of moans between his bones. If this continues, he will surely die.

Finally, Warwick was really angry, and let out a roar that had been going on all day, and the invisible wave of qi swept away in an instant, and Zhao Zilu was blasted away like a cannonball, falling in an arc.

Rui Wen flew to catch it, and spread her wings and flew quickly into the air.

But Warwick jumped up and knocked the two down with a single claw.

How domineering this blow was, the two smashed a big hole on the ground, Rui Wen thought she was not lightly injured, and vomited a mouthful of blood. But she hurriedly picked up Zhao Zilu on the side.

"Chubby, Chubby, how are you?"

Zhao Zilu, who was covered in blood, couldn't answer her, his eyes were closed, his breath was weak, and he had fainted.

Warwick would not give up such a good opportunity, and leaped up with unstoppable momentum, his black claws pressing straight at Riven's defenseless back.

At this moment, a breeze blew, and Warwick, who was leaping high, stopped in the air, and if you looked closely, you could see that Warwick's body was wrapped in translucent silk threads, making it difficult for him to move.

'Whew~~~! ’

The breeze blew, and Warwick was shot away, landing in the distance with a roar, but he did not attack but watched vigilantly over Zhao Zilu and the two.

I saw a woman standing in the air there, three thousand strands of hair floating in the wind, holding a crystal clear blue staff. There is no joy or sorrow on the beautiful face. It's the goddess Jana!

"Warwick, it's time for you to leave, you should know you don't belong here."

"Roar~~~~!"

Warwick let out a roar of rage, and his size began to swell rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was already dozens of feet high.

Jana shook her head

"I can't kill you, but you can't kill me anyway. This is not the first time that we have fought between us. ”

"Roar~~~!"

Before Jana's words fell, Warwick, the size of a hill, jumped up and bit at her.

With a flick of her staff, a thin stream of wind appeared and blocked Warwick.

It's not the first time they've fought each other, but they've never won or lost, and the reason is naturally Jana, although she's a god, she's a lonely god, she's long gone to attack, she can't kill Warwick, but the same Warwick can't break through her wall.

Eventually, Warwick roared and jumped off the cliff and disappeared into the darkness. Jana appears every time Warwick appears, in order to stop Warwick's killing.

Although Warwick is a reformer, no one knows that Warwick is still a reformer who has failed to transform, but this failure has also become the biggest accident in heaven and earth. After the failure of the transformation, Warwick first died, then reborn. After being reborn, he possessed unrivaled power, and this power was even close to a certain level. But this power comes at a price, and Warwick still has a shred of sanity, and he sleeps at the bottom of Zuan, but as soon as he smells blood, he will immediately go berserk, and fall into a frenzy to kill all living creatures he sees.

It stands to reason that Warwick could already travel to another place, his power was too great to be lost in the world, but for some reason he refused to leave, wandering around Zaun as if he was looking for something. What exactly...... No one knows, and neither does Jana.

At this time, Zhao Zilu, who was covered in scars, gradually weakened his breath until it was completely gone.

Rui Wen's hands began to tremble, shaking her head wordlessly, tears raining down.

Again, again, again, he died for himself. Obviously, she is his shield, and it is her mission to die for him.

Why? Why is this happening?

'Zizi ......'

At this moment, Zhao Zilu's wound actually began to sizzle, and ten million golden silk threads broke out of the rolled flesh, instantly wrapping his whole person.

Cana smiled

"One breaks the body, and the other breaks the soul. The body and soul are gathered, and the karma is established. ”

....................... Dividing line .................

Day 58 of the start of the all-out war:

Ionia lost half of its land, the people were displaced, and many sects perished. The Ionian government succeeded in taking sole power, and the garrison was concentrated and strengthened, and the Noxian army could no longer advance an inch.

Freljord was freezing in the cold, and the Noxian army occupied the marginal waterfront, and had not yet traded. The three major forces of Freljord are still fighting among themselves, and they have not sent a single soldier to protect the country.

Demacia is still in a stalemate, suffering heavy casualties, but refuses to unite with the rest of the forces and only seeks to protect itself.

After Shambhala, Shurima successfully repelled the Noxian army, and after a thousand years, the name of Shurima once again resounded on the Valoran continent.

Nine times out of ten, the rest of the kingdoms will die!