Before he knew it, Chen Senran had already pursued the assassin for a long distance.

But the distance between them has not been narrowed, and the speed of that assassin is surprisingly fast, if it weren't for Chen Senran's desperate running, he would have almost been thrown off several times.

And as time went on, the third squad of guns and roses that was supposed to come to reinforce him had long since lost its sights.

But it doesn't matter, Chen Senran is not too afraid of anything at this time, because he has a strong samurai by his side, so strong that just making a sound with a knife is enough to make people worship.

That's why he dared to chase so deeply.

The rain continued to pour down.

In the entire narrow and empty alley, only Chen Senran and Irelia on the side were running, the abrupt sound of footsteps stepping on the stone slabs, echoing in the alley with the rain that kept falling, there was a creepy feeling in this deep night.

"Do you know who Lu Dao is?" Chen Senran kept locking on to the assassin in front of him as he asked Irelia beside him.

Now there is no one anyway, and he is not afraid of others telling him about his relationship with Irelia.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Warwick, the alchemist who should have died ten thousand times." Irelia ran, her otherwise calm face turning a little blue at the mention of the name.

"Alchemist? But I heard the wolf howling, he seemed to be a werewolf. Chen Senran followed the guide of the spiritual world, turned a corner, and once again stepped into another tortuous alley.

Bill & Walter was founded only 80 years ago. Therefore, at a time when it was rapidly expanding due to maritime trade, its urban construction underwent an inevitable abnormal development.

One of the most prominent of these is the disordered buildings, and the dense chaos of buildings that even those who have lived on Blue Flame Island for decades can get lost.

The alchemist named Warwick was incredibly cunning. He passed through these intertwined and complex alleys, constantly intersecting, making Chen Senran tired and at the same time, he lost his distance a little bit.

"He is indeed a werewolf now, but a long time ago he was an alchemist, a notorious alchemist." Irelia's face grew more and more ugly, and she said almost word for word. "If half of the reason we Ionians lost that war was because of the mighty Iron Riders of Noxus, then the other half was the chemical weapons of this damned demon who used the terrible poisons he concocted to kill my people like a harvest. We didn't even have time to take up arms before we had to fall, despicable bastard. ”

"Then ......" Chen Senran didn't interrupt Irelia's story, he just answered, while continuing to observe the assassin's escape route.

He noticed that the alchemist didn't know what the alchemist was doing, and his speed suddenly dropped.

Is it finally tired?

"In the last stages of the war. The great son of the stars, Soraka, could no longer endure the evil deeds of that demon. She forsook her chance to become a god, and for the sake of all Ionian beings, the great Sorakar summoned the punishment of Heaven with his divine powers, turning the vicious man into a beast as terrible as his heart. At this point, Irelia couldn't help but sigh and say again, "Praise be to the great Soraka, the former god of Ionia." ”

"Soraka?" Chen Senran was stunned when he heard this name, and he felt that this name seemed somewhat familiar.

But I just can't remember where I've heard it.

"Yes. You've known her before, and she's one of the triumvirate of the Holy Alliance. It's just a pity to sit at the War College, but it......'s a pity," Irelia sighed, only to find that Chen Senran had not moved.

"How?"

"Well, something isn't right." Chen Senran nodded, and he found that the assassin, who was once a vicious alchemist and now a beast werewolf, Warwick, suddenly did not move.

It's a very weird thing.

He has no strength?

Or do you feel safe and at your base?

It stands to reason that he should know that someone is chasing him.

"Go on, that Soraka, I seem...... It's a bit of an image. Chen Senran quietly took a few steps in the direction where the werewolf had stopped.

That Warwick still didn't move.

"You...... Do you remember something? Irelia hesitated for a moment and asked, a little cautious, a little ......

Reluctant?

If Chen Senran was usually able to detect Irelia's abnormality at the moment, but now that he was fully focused on that werewolf, he didn't hear the female warrior's nervousness.

"That werewolf...... It seems to be ......" Chen Senran leaned forward a little more uncertainly.

"Something is wrong!!"

He roared suddenly.

The roar pulled Irelia back from her slight distraction.

"What happened?" The female warrior vigilantly clenched the pair of extremely sharp strange blades in her hand, although she did not have as strong a perception as Chen Senran.

But after years of fighting, her nerves have been keenly aware of the approach of some danger.

The rain was pouring down.

The arrow-like rain frantically struck the roofs, utensils, and stone slabs of the surrounding houses, and roared like drums.

The atmosphere was tense.

He ...... In close proximity to us. Chen Senran had already stopped, and in his spiritual realm, the cloud of qi representing the werewolf Warwick was rapidly approaching them.

This is......

Do you want to fight?

Obviously, the other party had long known that he was chasing after him, and he had been running for so long, but at this time, he suddenly turned back again.

For what?

It's so wrong.

However, out of trust in Irelia's force, Chen Senran had no intention of running.

The werewolf before was obviously inferior to the female warrior beside him.

Now too......

"Chen ......" Irelia suddenly let out a low voice, and the whole person actually took a step back.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Senran's face also changed slightly, because he felt that the qi on Irelia's body was rapidly weakening.

"I'm ......," the samurai said only one sentence and then fell weakly to the ground.

"What the hell ......" Chen Senran hurriedly grabbed her and held her in his arms.

He only felt that the body in his arms was weak and weak, how could he still have the slightest majesty of the female warrior with a sword like thunder before?

"I ...... I'm afraid it'......" The rapid raindrops hit Irelia's slightly pale face, and she looked at the blind man who was as quiet as a mountain in the rain, and she had the absurd idea of wanting to lie in his arms for the rest of her life.

His arms are so warm.

And at this moment, a terrible wolf howl sounded.

A stone's throw away. "Ahh......h

PS: Second update.

Kneeled.

Read another half an hour of fiction and then go to sleep, damn.