Chapter 143: I think you're good
Irelia stood still, watching the two of them walk away, until they disappeared from her sight, then silently turned around and limped towards the city.
The corpses of the people of Zaun will be cleaned up after a while, but definitely not now, every soldier now is in a hurry to go home and reunite with his family, and some just want to rush into the tavern and buy a drunken rest.
Outside the city, in the silent land, the cold wind came out, and the flames had been extinguished, leaving only the light of the stars and a little green smoke still drifting. Among the countless corpses, a purple-skinned weirdo fell there, and I don't know how long it took, his fingers twitched.
Mondo Passive Skill: Regenerates 0.3% of max health per second.
"Smack." The door to the room was opened by an inexplicable force, and Sindra walked into the room with Anchen in her arms, carefully placing her on her bed.
The little fox, who was resting in the corridor, saw An Chen's appearance, hurriedly stood up and followed the room. The small front paws tugged at the corners of Sindra's clothes in a panic: "Squeak, squeak? β
Sindra didn't pay attention to it, and it could only circle around the bed in a hurry.
βΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·β Sitting down calmly, Sindra looked at the girl sleeping on the bed, Anchen's face was very pale, and her body was even colder than usual, if you looked closely, you could even see her body separated slightly.
After her body became a rune body, An Chen's survival was inevitably linked to her own rune power, and as a price, she must not consume too much rune power, let alone use it like this.
"You." Sindra complained and pulled Anchen's cheek: "You're cheap." As he spoke, his white palm was placed on An Chen's body.
The dark purple light in the room flowed for a long time before it gradually dissipated.
There was a faint chill in the air, and there was some smell of burning, and the windows were open, and it was raining lightly outside, making the breath feel a little wet. The sunlight is beautiful, brightening itself through the windowsill and having some deserted rooms, which is rare in the rain of the sun, which represents a new life in Ionia. I remember the last time the sun rained in the fall.
"Uh-huh." An Chen opened his lips slightly, and looked at the familiar room with a pair of drooping eyes: "AhΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β· So is this the world after death, and why is it so familiar? β
Tsk, glancing at the ceiling above his head, Anchen wrinkled his nose, this is clearly Sindra's room, is the hell after death to re-experience the saddest time of his lifeΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
Ha Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· An Chen raised his eyebrows with a strange face and muttered to himself: "That perverted old woman of Sindra shouldn't be here." β
"Well." As soon as An Chen's words fell, a voice with a strong and dangerous aura sounded faintly in her ears: "Were you calling me just now?" β
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Anchen's cheeks twitched, and he turned his neck stiffly, and saw Sindra sitting on the chair next to the bed, holding a book and looking at herself with a "smile".
The eerie silence for a long time, Anchen turned his head calmly, slowly pulled up the quilt, and covered his face: "The evil spirit retreats, the evil spirit retreats, the evil spirit retreatsΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
"Hmph." Sindra looked at Anchen's appearance and smiled imperceptibly, closed the book in her hand, and slapped Anchen on the head lightly: "I'll let you go this time, if I hear it next time." He squinted his eyes and continued, "Be careful yourself. β
Half ringing.
"Hmm." An Chen poked half of his head out of the quilt and skimmed Sindra: "So, I'm not dead yet?" β
"It's already going to be fast." Sindra's attention seemed to return to her own book, and she lowered her head and flipped through the book in her hand as she said, "But I gave you the rune source I planted in your body, and the rune power it carryed, barely helped you stabilize your body, and after a few days of rest, you should be able to heal." β
Runic text source.
Hearing this word, An Chen was stunned, her understanding of runes was relatively half-hearted, although she didn't understand exactly what this kind of thing was, but it seemed to be very important from the name.
"You give me this kind of thing." An Chendi's voice was a little dull: "Does it have any effect on you?" "She doesn't want others to do anything for her, it's a debt, and she just can't afford it.
This guy, Sindra glanced at An Chen's side face, a little helpless, he was already like this, and he was still thinking about others.
Sindra's eyes flickered, and she tilted her head casually: "It's not a big deal, I can condense that kind of thing casually, you don't have to care." β
Maybe that's why I chose to save her.
Isn't it important? An Chen looked a little more relaxed, and scratched his hair: "Uh, thank you anyway." β
"Huh?" Seeing Anchen Sindra suddenly hook the corners of her mouth, support her arm, and gently tap the page on her leg with her index finger: "Is it just a thank you?" What about practical rewards, isn't it? β
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"That." An Chen turned his gaze to the side with some weakness: "What do you want?" β
"Let me think about it." Sindra's body leaned forward slightly, her elbows propped up on the side of the bed, staring intently at An Chen's face, and smiling evilly: "I think you're good." β
"Think, don't even think about it." An Chen's face turned red, and he directly retracted his head back into the quilt.
"Huh." Sindra laughed, shook her head and stood up, slowly walking out of the house, letting her get some rest.
The rune source is a rune entity condensed by extremely talented rune users at the moment of awakening the rune, with the ability to symbiosis and release, with the help of the rune source, it can greatly enhance the user's rune cultivation speed and rune power. Runic sources cannot be destroyed, but if the user voluntarily cedes them, they can share some of their runic power with others.
The cohesion requirements for runic sources are very high, and only a double-digit number of people in all current heroes may have a runic source. The source of Syndra's runes was four dark orbs of magic, of course, three now.
Although the loss of a rune source does not have much impact on Sindra's own strength, sharing this part of the rune power is equivalent to an additional burden.
What An Chen didn't know was that now she could use a sixteenth-level rune mana with a quarter of the rune power. Don't underestimate this quarter, the power of this quarter of the rune is even several times the sum of Anchen's own rune power.
I, Sindra, closed the door softly and became weak before I knew it.
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