Draven took off his mask and began to wipe his two axe blades.

It was night, the day's battle was over, and today he managed to slaughter a squad of 100 people.

The tragic death of a hundred lives did not bring him any psychological burden in the slightest, and he would never have a bloody nightmare dreaming of the unjust souls who died under his hands asking for his life.

The smell of blood will make him sleep better.

It's true that killing people is a burden for most people.

But for Draven, killing people is an absolute pleasure.

Not killing for a day is a kind of torment for him, who is already addicted to killing.

He may go a day without eating, but he definitely can't go a day without killing.

Gently rubbing the cold axe face, sniffing deeply at the smell of blood that could not be dispersed from it, he was almost about to climax.

This is 10,000 times more charming than the body fragrance on the body of a noble lady and a beautiful girl.

He's a natural executioner.

Touching the skin of a lover, he touched two murderous weapons, and Draven sighed contentedly.

"Looks like you're quite comfortable here." At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the mouth of the tent that should never have been here.

Draven turned his head and looked at the blind man who was standing there quietly with some surprise, and for a moment he was speechless.

It was an incredible thing that he didn't even feel this person coming, knowing that after such a long time of killing, his perception had already reached a terrifying level, even in the face of his brother who was once invincible, he was sure to spot him when he was ten yards closer to him.

But this man, this blind man......

This blind man who has never seen through himself from beginning to end, when will he ......

It's so strong!!

"Jack...... My lord. "After a long time. He swallowed his saliva and reluctantly spoke.

"Well, don't be so polite, we've been drinking for so long." Chen Senran nodded with a smile, walked in front of Delevingne step by step, and sat down.

"You. How did it come? Draven moved his stiff neck, turned, put down the two sharp axes, and sat up straight and looked at him.

He was very cautious, even if he was already a murderous madman, but when he faced this blind man who obviously had no murderous aura in his body, he couldn't help but want to grab the blade at hand.

It's a very unprovoked fear, like a hungry wolf seeing a tiger.

"I'll come to see you, how are you doing?" Chen Senran still smiled very easily. "But now it looks like you're comfortable living here."

"En......" Delevingne didn't know what to answer, but just sighed.

He has given up pretending to be crazy and stupid in front of Chen Senran, although he is a very crazy person, especially when it comes to killing, but most of the time, he is actually a very rational person.

He knew very well that Chen Senran had seen through what kind of person he was from the beginning, so he no longer pretended to be crazy.

Anyway. Maybe the other party even knows his true identity.

He would never underestimate the blind man in front of him who was wiser than anyone else.

"Don't be nervous, I just wanted to tell you. You can't kill people, but you only have one life. Chen Senran still said very slowly, "Don't work too hard." ”

"You want me to go back and help you kill?" Draven was silent for a moment and then suddenly asked.

"You're the fastest knife in my hand." Chen Senran would not shy away from it, so he said it so straightforwardly.

"What if I say no." Delevingne's eyes suddenly sharpened at that moment, and his hands quietly grasped the axe that had been put down.

"Then I'm going to have a nerve-wracking problem." Chen Senran still smiled and knocked on his head. "Give me a reason."

"You're not going to kill me directly?" Delevingne slightly bared a few of his teeth, looking hideous.

The murderous aura in the tent was in vain, and the ferocity shaped by the accumulation of hundreds of human lives was like the tide of the sea.

But Chen Senran just sat in the tide and didn't move.

"I've never liked to do troublesome things, things that can be solved with words. Never use a knife. ”

"I ...... Not legendary enough. Draven hesitated for a moment, then finally let go of his grip on the knife and spat out an answer that wasn't an answer.

"What do you think is a legend?" Chen Senran casually touched his nose, "You are now the god of death that everyone fears, the ghost-faced Shura, the Noxians are terrified, what more do you want?" ”

"I ...... To prove, to a person. Delevingne spoke slowly, weighing every word, "Is that okay?" ”

"Yes, is this war enough?" Chen Senran didn't ask who the person was.

"That's enough." Draven nodded, and at the same time subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good, you see, what a friendly atmosphere, there is no need to use knives and guns in everything." Chen Senran shrugged his shoulders and said, "Have a good rest, I wish you more kills tomorrow." ”

With that, he stood up and began to walk out.

"Won't you ask who that person is?" Draven couldn't help but say.

"No, I don't."

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At the same time.

On the west coast of Ionia, a Noxian-controlled military port.

In the dark of night, Darius stood alone on the shore looking at the sea.

The moon was dim tonight, and there was not even a shimmering wave, and the April evening breeze blew from the sea, blowing his scarlet cloak.

He was in the dark, like a god of war.

After the sea had calmed down for a long time, there was finally a little fluctuation from the darkness far away.

It was the sound of the ship breaking water.

A lot of them.

The sound of breaking water is getting closer.

The wind is also getting stronger.

Darius, however, stood there all the time, not moving.

Soon, the harbor was lit up with a confirmation signal, after the incoming ship played the same magic signal.

The guiding lights lit up, illuminating five large warships, all of which were black rock and wood hulls, the latest warships produced by the Noxus Shipyard, and the Noxus flag flying wantonly in the night wind.

The ship soon approached the shore under the magic light of the guide, and the garrison of the military port quickly stepped forward to meet it.

And Darius finally moved, towards the ships.

He walked quickly under the boat and watched as the huge ship in front of him stopped.

The springboard was laid down on the flagship of this small fleet, and someone began to walk down.

The first was a heavily armored Noxian warrior who jumped off the gangplank, ignored Darius, and looked around warily before making a safe gesture.

Darius didn't care about the other party's attitude, but stared at the missing leg man who came down from the gangplank, and showed a rare smile.

In the dark night, a long crow chirped suddenly. (To be continued......)

PS: Second update.