Svein is a warrior, and his pet, Beatrice the raven, is the most terrifying of battlefield reapers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOn the battlefield, Svein is a nightmare for all enemies as soon as he strikes, and he is even more terrifying than Darius. But when it comes to Svein, people's first impression is not that of a warrior, but of a strategist and a leader.

Although LeBlanc didn't want to admit it, the real leader of Noxus was the Great General, now Svein. Noxus is not only notoriously powerful, but also notoriously disunited, although it is the military government that holds the power of Noxus, but all kinds of aristocratic **** and riot forces are scattered in all corners of the Noxus capital.

And in a sense, the essence of the military government is the same as those forces, because the real orthodox power is the nobility of Noxus led by Darkwell, and the Black Rose is its backbone. It was only after Darkwell's death that the military government led by Svein defeated the Black Rose and became the orthodox government of Noxus. After all, the winner is the king, and the loser is the king. Noxus is very particular about faith, but whoever is strong is the faith of Noxus.

In short, Noxus is very chaotic, although Svein has countless fanatical followers and admirers as the leader of Noxus, but because the various forces led by the Black Rose can still justify their reputation, there are countless opponents of Svein. Before Svein took up the post of general, at least eighty percent of the people in Noxus were opposed to Svein's election to the post of general.

However, Svein still became a general. Svein has the strength to be as good as Darius, but Svein doesn't rely on that, because he doesn't kill anyone. No one knows how he persuaded so many people, but there is no doubt that the best way to conquer others is through wisdom other than violence.

Svein is the most terrifying strategist in Noxus, such a person never believes in providence, because he can arrange a series of plans and then decide everything about a person like fate, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, and even the end of life, history evaluates him.

In this way, what is so strange about Svein arranging for the Wind Sword Hero to inherit the Crimson Moon?

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"Is it really?" Without waiting for Svein to answer, LeBlanc asked another question. Because LeBlanc already felt that the truth was what she thought.

Svein said calmly: "You think it is, and if you think it is not, then it is not." ”

LeBlanc still had that mocking look and said, "Who doesn't know, it's only a matter of a few minutes that you want to bring Rui Wen back, and as for why Rui Wen is not in Noxus now, it's because you don't want to bring Rui Wen back at all." ”

Svein did not deny what LeBlanc said, saying, "Is there any use in bringing her back?" Since she didn't come back, it meant that her heart wasn't in Noxus. Since she didn't want to fight for Noxus anymore, what was the use of letting her inherit the Crimson Moon? ”

"Even if Rui Wen has no intention of fighting for Noxus, Rui Wen will never take a sword to her hometown. Crimson Moon is at least better for Riven than for the enemy! ”

LeBlanc pointed at the man on the blood-colored crescent stone and said with a slight anger: "This is an Ionian, our enemy!" If you give him the Crimson Moon, he will never thank you, and he will still not hesitate to point his sword at Noxus! You have created a powerful Noxian enemy with your own hands! ”

"Wind Sword Hero is not such a person."

Svein said lightly: "He's not that stupid, he's smart." ”

LeBlanc was a little surprised when she heard Svein's words, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Because he's smart. So ......"

Svein said confidently, "I can turn him from an enemy into a warrior who fights for us." ”

LeBlanc said coldly: "You won't succeed, you know how much he hates Noxus." Although he touched the highest strength of the tenth level, he had a sixteenth-level state of mind and consciousness, all he lacked was the qualification like Rui Wen, but now that he has this qualification, you know how terrifying this is. You'd better kill him now, or you're going to have a terrible enemy! ”

Svein said, "The inheritors of the Crimson Moon don't usually live past five years. ”

LeBlanc said: "Five years is enough for him to slaughter Noxus!" ”

"Five years is enough for him to slaughter Ionia!" Svein said lightly.

LeBlan's expression became even more indifferent when he listened, and the staff in his hand was purple, obviously preparing for a fight. But LeBlanc still held back and said indifferently: "Do you really think you can make him willing to help you do things?" ”

"You can question my power."

Svein said calmly, "But please don't question my wisdom. ”

LeBlanc said lightly: "What if I question it? ”

Svein's deep eyes looked into LeBlan's eyes and said, "You're going to pay the price." ”

LeBlanc was silent. She could feel Svein's determination now, and if she insisted on killing the Wind Swordman, then Svein would definitely not hesitate to strike.

It's not that LeBlanc can't mess with Svein, it's not that he can't beat Svein, it's just that losing both sides is obviously not a wise choice.

As the leader of Black Rose, the largest organization in Noxus, LeBlanc certainly knows what the big picture is. However, LeBlanc still wanted to kill the Wind Warrior, after all, the power of the Crimson Moon was really strong, and it would be a disaster if the Wind Blade obtained all the power of the Crimson Moon and drew his sword from Noxus.

Svein could see LeBlalan's concern, and after a pause, he said, "Well, LeBlanc, let's all give way." He couldn't master all the power of the Crimson Moon in a short period of time, and his strength was probably kept at about level ten. During this time, I will be able to make him obedient, and if I can't make him obedient, then I will not stop you if you come to kill him again. ”

LeBlanc thought about it, and felt that it was the only way, the purple glow of the staff disappeared, and when he turned around, a magic shadow disappeared directly into the room as if by magic.

Svein turned his head to look at the blood-colored crescent stone, and suddenly turned back to look back at the purple glow that flickered in the same place.

LeBlanc jumped back and turned to look at Svein.

"Do you still want to kill him?" Svein asked, his tone a little more indifferent for the first time, obviously not wanting to let LeBlanc anymore.

"It's not."

LeBlanc said lightly: "I hope you can succeed." ”

Svein's expression was still so calm when he heard this, obviously he didn't feel anything about LeBlanc's words, which should be regarded as a 'blessing', and said, "You go first, I'm going to wake him up." I'm going to have a meaningful conversation with him in a moment. ”

"Okay." LeBlanc also knew that he shouldn't stay longer, and with his ultimate, another shadow disappeared into the room.

Svein looked at the place where LeBlanc had disappeared for a full four seconds, and after confirming that LeBlanc was not going to jump back, he looked at the blood-colored crescent stone again, and looked at the man, his gaze deepened and deepened.

Svein grabbed the man's hand with runic energy, slowly lifted it, and used the man's index finger to gently slash through the blade of the Wind Sword that pierced the blood-colored crescent stone, cutting through the skin and spilling a drop of blood.

Svein lifted the man's hand again, raising it high, dripping blood from his fingertips onto the hilt of the Tempest.

"——!"

The Wind Sword instantly emitted a burst of cold blood light, and the sword body trembled wildly, and then the Wind Sword overflowed with more blood, and the entire sword was stained with blood, which looked very weird.

After three seconds, the blood flowed out, completely flowing down from the Wind Sword, and the body of the Wind Sword did not change much, the bright silver blade still exuded a cold glow, and it was more cautious, as sharp as the wind, with a trace of blood.

The biggest change was that the hilt of the sword changed color, and the crimson hilt was as dazzling as blood, making people shudder to look at.

One white and one red made the sword feel like the scythe of death, and the whole room was instantly frozen, full of blood and the weight of death, so overwhelming that even Svein felt a little uncomfortable, and Beatrice on her shoulder couldn't help but croak.

"Crimson Moon, it's really strong enough." Svein sighed, then took control of the man's hand and placed it on the hilt of the Tempest. Svein didn't deliberately control the man's grip on the sword, because when the man's hand landed on the sword, he grabbed the wind sword himself.

"Wake up, Tempest Warrior Yasuo." Svein said in a loud voice, uncovering the white cloth from the man's face and pulling out a small crystal box with a drop of blood inside.

It was Riven's blood.

Svein opened the crystal box and dripped the blood onto the man's forehead.

That drop of blood didn't seem to be anything special, but when it dropped on the man's forehead, it instantly turned into a bloody light and melted into the man's body!

"Wow!"

Suddenly there was a piercing sword roar in the room!

When that drop of blood was completely integrated into the man's body, the hand holding the sword directly pulled the wind sword out of the crescent stone!

At the same time, two faint but extremely cold blood lights appeared in the room in an instant.

The two bloody rays came from a pair of eyes.

The man opened his eyes.