Chapter Seventy-One: Madness
"I'll kill you and bury him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Akali responded to Idro's threat with great calm. For the Shadow Fist of the Equilibrium Sect, human lives don't seem to matter much—whether it's the enemy's or one's own.
So she said something like that very easily, as if for her, it was balanced.
"Come on! I'll bury him! Come on, cut me! Idro widened his eyes and roared, and the silver spear in his hand cut into Lin Zhao's neck a lot, already one-third wide, and submerged into Lin Zhao's neck.
Lin Zhao was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, but apart from the pain and suffocation, there was nothing unusual on his face and body. He opened his eyes and saw Sindra suddenly hold Akali's arm. Sindra's chest heaved and the corners of her mouth twitched, but she finally compromised.
The runic energy that towered like a wall around it suddenly weakened, and made way behind Idro.
"Stop your dirty hands and get out of here!" Sindra gritted her silver teeth and said in a deep voice.
"Thank you." Idro let out a long sigh, his fingers still trembling under the aftermath of Syndra. He pulled the silver spear out, and Lin Zhao's neck was bleeding like a torrent of blood. But Yi Deluo didn't care at all, just held Lin Zhao hostage and retreated step by step. He retreated cautiously, fearing that one of them would not notice, and Sindra and Akali would go into trouble and kill him.
"If he dies, I'll let you die a bad death!" Sindra glanced at Lin Zhao, who was drenched in blood on his neck, and said in a cold voice.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't pay attention." Yi Deluo sneered, grabbed a few leaves from the tree next to him, and slammed them on the wound on Lin Zhao's neck, "Okay, I'll stop the bleeding for him for the time being." But you'd better let me go as soon as possible, so that the wound can be treated so that it will not become infected and inflamed, and I will die. If I can get back to my army in a short time, then he will probably have a save. ”
"Get out of here!" Sindra was threatened by him, and had no choice but to withdraw all the runic energy.
Yi Deluo slapped Lin Zhao's stomach, causing Lin Zhao's abdomen to suffer severe pain, and he bent over unconsciously. Idro bent down and said hypocritically, "Thank you for your wisdom, ma'am. ”
He held Lin Zhao hostage and retreated, as if he was going to retreat to what he thought was a safe distance before he could use magic to leave. All the way back, he kept staring at Sindra and Akali with his two eyes, and whispered in Lin Zhao's ear: "I really didn't expect that, master, you turned out to be a little white face, you can live until now, is it just because of one woman after another who are inhuman women?" ”
Lin Zhao felt that he was extremely weak, although because he had been transformed by the North Wind Divine Dragon, his strength would not be lost, and his mind could remain clear, but he also knew very well that no matter how good he was, he was already at the end of his strong crossbow. The wound on his neck hurt so much that it was almost unbearable, and he gritted his teeth to hold on, listening to Idro say, "I'm angry, you know, Master? I was going to treat you well, but you stumbled me and ran away from me! I don't know what to do! I've got a great idea, Master—when I get back to the station, I'm going to have a gladiatorial tournament where you'll get a taste of what it's like to be bitten by beasts of prey and torn apart by countless gladiators. What do you think? ”
Lin Zhao didn't speak, time was getting tighter and tighter, and he didn't dare to stop thinking.
Idro continued to ramble in his ear: "When the time comes, I will go through the War College and have a live broadcast of the whole Valoran continent, what do you say, master?" You say, how would it feel to see your hands, feet, ears, and internal organs being torn apart piece by piece? Will they regret not letting you and me go today and letting me go? ”
Lin Zhao suppressed the anger aroused by Yi Deluo's words, and suddenly felt that this guy who kept making noise in his ears was very funny. Once on the Sky Fortress, he looked like a master full of evil, but when he arrived in the military camp of Noxus, he suddenly changed, and his hypocritical face was revealed, but now, when his life was in danger, he couldn't even retain that bit of hypocrisy, only a villainous face remained.
I really don't know how with this mentality, Idro became such a powerful magician with a name in the War College.
"Huh? Why don't you speak? After turning around in the ghost gate, Idro seemed to be nervous and on the verge of collapse, and his words and deeds at this time seemed a little neurotic. He said a lot, and he was excited, but seeing that Lin Zhao didn't react, he was furious all of a sudden, his eyebrows were raised, and his face was full of gloomy aura. He unconsciously pinched Lin Zhao's neck again, "Speak, how about my suggestion?" Why don't you speak, huh? ”
Lin Zhao's breathing became difficult again, but he still didn't take care of Idro. Sindra was about to withdraw from view, and it was estimated that she couldn't see Idro's movements clearly, so she didn't break out.
But no matter what, Idro didn't dare to use the silver spear to deal with Lin Zhao after all, he used his other hand to pinch Lin Zhao's neck, and the hand holding the two silver spears was still dangling in front of Lin Zhao's eyes, threatening Sindra and Akali in the distance.
The silver spear shook in front of him, Lin Zhao was a little dizzy, and an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
"North Wind Dragon, can you live on this weapon?"
He didn't care about the discomfort of not being able to breathe in his throat, and asked the North Wind Divine Dragon through his soul.
He didn't say what kind of weapon it was, but the dialogue of the soul went straight to the essence, and there was no need to make everything clear at all. He opened his mouth to the North Wind Dragon, and the North Wind Dragon already understood.
After hearing Lin Zhao's inquiry, the North Wind Shenlong immediately responded and replied: "The contract rules only stipulate a sword and a sword, and this weapon is not considered a knife or a sword, there is no precedent before, and I have no way of knowing." ”
"Speak...... Damn, can't you hear me? Do you need me to repeat it to you? ”
Idro was still pinching Lin Zhao, but he was afraid that Sindra and Akali would see Lin Zhao have an accident and break out, so he didn't dare to go too far, but just maintained a certain amount of strength. He put his mouth next to Lin Zhao's ear, shaking Lin Zhao's neck with his hand, and whispered in his mouth, his voice becoming more and more crazy.
"Can you try it?"
Lin Zhao endured it bitterly, but still didn't pay attention to Yi Deluo, and asked the North Wind Shenlong to himself.
"Yes." The North Wind Dragon replied, "But if you fail, it will cause damage to your body." ”
"Deadly?" Lin Zhao gritted his teeth and asked.
"No, but it will hurt badly?" North Wind Dragon Road.
"Like when you were on the sacred mountain of Presidium?"
"Almost."
Lin Zhao was annoyed and angry by the shaking, and finally made up his mind: "Then try it!" It's a big deal to be transformed by you again! ”