"So what?"

Anchen looked at LeBlanc and took this truncated wood.

As the black rune array lit up, the broken wood turned into the shape of a short knife in a breath.

Although it is wooden, the blade has a metallic sheen, and there is no doubt about its sharpness.

"What is Noxus looking for me for?"

An Chen held the wooden short knife in his hand, and his eyes became sharp.

Because the seal of the black knife was lifted, it is currently too unstable, so Anchen doesn't want to use that knife when it is not necessary.

Although the material of the wooden knife in his hand is ordinary, after the density compression of alchemy, the hardness is only a little worse than that of ordinary steel, and it is enough to deal with some low-intensity battles.

"Huh."

LeBlanc covered her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes brushed the wooden knife in Anchen's hand as if she were blank.

She still didn't understand how this was done, and she had never heard of such alchemy.

"The Blade of Trickery lives up to its name. It's so weird, you don't know anything about your special alchemy. ”

"But the first time we met, you were so fierce, it's really scary."

LeBlanc pursed her lips as she spoke, revealing a pitiful look.

"I'm just inviting you on behalf of Noxus."

"Invited me on behalf of Noxus?"

Frowning, An Chen looked at the woman in front of her, she didn't remember that there was such a person in Noxus.

LeBlanc, since you can get close to yourself silently, the power of runes should be above level ten, and this kind of combat power is also an existence at the first level of generals in Noxus, send such a person to invite me.

Noxus really thinks of me, and he thinks he's here to threaten me.

An Chen narrowed his eyes: "What are you inviting me for?" ”

"We want you to kill someone."

LeBlanc's eyes moved over Anchen's body, and finally stopped on her eyes, revealing a smile.

"Wings of Demacia – Quinn."

Anchen didn't speak, and LeBlanc didn't urge, the two of them looked at each other quietly.

"Buzz."

With the sound of runes surging, the wooden knife in An Chen's hand turned into a piece of firewood again, and was stuffed into the wooden pile behind her.

"It seems that you can only go for nothing, and I don't kill anymore."

Anchen tidied up the pile and didn't look at the man again.

"What if I'm determined to get it?" LeBlanc said with a smile.

"What, you want to threaten me?"

An Chen's voice was very flat, and then he glanced back flatly.

In the blandness, a terrifying aura spread from her body.

Killing intent, endless killing intent, as the killing intent on An Chen's body overflowed, the air around him seemed to be stagnant, with a viscous feeling.

The terrifying killing intent rushed out like a floodgate open, as if it had paved the heavens and the earth with a layer of blood.

The sky was still blue, and the green grass branches swayed in the breeze, as if everything was just an illusion, but you could feel that the terrifying murderous aura was real.

LeBlanc felt some difficulty breathing, as if her whole body was completely soaked in plasma.

The smile that has always been on his face can no longer be maintained.

She could feel her mind shaking, the rune mana on her body did not listen to her control, and began to move around uneasily, and even for a moment, she just wanted to turn around and run away.

Looking at the person who was calmly looking at him in front of him, a drop of cold sweat was left on his forehead.

"This killing intent..."

"How many people did you kill?"

An Chen's own killing intent was actually far from reaching this level, and he was able to directly defeat the spiritual world of a rune mage in a short period of time, and this level of killing intent had actually surpassed the essence of killing intent and had begun to approach the level of a spiritual attack.

Although An Chen has killed a lot of people, it is not to this point, and it should be said that she is grateful for the black knife on her waist to be able to release this killing intent.

The endless corpse mountain and sea of blood in the black knife The endless killing intent, even if she only mobilized part of it in order to maintain her sanity, it had already reached the point of shocking the world.

Just a bland look, LeBlanc had a moment when he almost completely lost the mind to resist. Even now, it is only supported by the powerful spiritual power of rune mana.

"How many people have you killed?" Anchen smiled slightly: "Do you want to take a look?" ”

As she spoke, a psychedelic glow flowed from her eyes.

Hallucination: Active Skill, Current Level (Level 1): Initial enhancement of mental power, can be proficient in the use of low-level illusions, according to the proportion of mental power between the user and the place, the effective time is determined, and the minimum judgment is one second. Cooldown: 20 seconds. (Believe me, the line between reality and illusion isn't clear enough.) ）

LeBlanc only felt her consciousness blur.

Then her eyes turned into a bloody color, and endless corpses fell to the ground, some dismembered and broken, some disemboweled, and some stared at the sky with desperate eyes.

There is no end to the corpse, it connects heaven and earth, and the blood stains the land red.

In the distance, a figure walked slowly, with black hair and black eyes, and a black knife without sheath in his hand. She stared at herself, her black pupils seemed to have a kind of magic that tugged at him.

Finally, she smiled eerily at herself and raised the knife in her hand.

！

Consciousness has returned to reality, the world has changed from a new to a bright place, and the killing intent has dissipated as if nothing had happened.

LeBlanc snorted, his face instantly pale, as if he was soaked in water.

Looking at the girl looking at him in front of him, LeBlanc gasped.

Can it be done to this extent just with killing intent?

Is this the strength of one person who can dominate a war······

It's a little scary, isn't it?

There was a hint of displeasure in LeBlan's eyes.

Those old guys actually threw me such a dangerous mission.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" An Chen asked lightly.

"If not, then goodbye."

As he spoke, he put on the pyre beside him and left along the mountain road.

As Anchen left, LeBlanc slumped on the ground with her legs limp, panting heavily.

At that moment, she really had a feeling that she would be killed.

Just by looking at it, I have a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

This kind of strength, at least beyond the fifteenth level, is actually only judged to be one of the five major killers, is it really too serious about the intelligence error?

LeBlanc gritted his teeth, Black Rose, as one of the top intelligence organizations in the continent, would make intelligence mistakes, which was simply a shame.

Those rice buckets.