"Poof—"

In the last moment after the heavy rain stopped.

In a forgotten corner of the world.

The sharp blade of the axe easily pierced the fragile flesh.

Finally......

Still is.

"Well done...... My brother. Darius clutched the double-edged axe that had pierced his body, preventing it from coming out of his body.

Nor did he let go of Draven's already trembling hands.

"Draven......" Darius struggled to lift his already heavy eyelids, looked at his brother opposite, and said, "Don't cry. ”

Draven didn't cry, he still wore that hideous mask.

The last rain trickled down his horrible face.

It doesn't look like tears at all.

"I ......" Draven's voice was lowered to the extreme, as if he was trying to suppress something......

Sadness?

"Draven, you killed me, haha." Darius was really dying, he was struck in the abdomen by Delevingne with an axe, and the sharp axe wrangled his intestines.

The blood was flowing, and he was not saved.

However, he just laughed.

He said loudly to Draven: "Draven, you must remember that you killed me with your own hands, Darius, from today onwards, you have to swear, you promise me, you, Draven, my brother, you must become the number one in the world!! Tell me!!! Can you !! Do!!! ”

The last word fell, and Darius seemed to have exhausted his strength, and the whole person fell directly.

There was only one breath left to barely hold him up, and he stood, staring at Dravin.

"I ......" Draven's hand was still shaking, he seemed to be a little overwhelmed. It's like I'm in a trance, and I can't believe that I actually killed myself with my own hands......

"Brother......

"I ......"

"Draven......" Darius interrupted him, and he slowly raised a hand, as if to touch his brother's face. Don't blame my brother......"

"...... to you"

"Too ......"

"Harsh ......"

Carve.

This inscription can never be spoken, just like his hanging hand.

He will never be able to touch his brother's face again, which is no longer immature.

They are no longer the teenagers they used to be, they have grown up, in the rain.

Darius was thirty-two years old, and Draven was thirty years old.

Draven will continue to live, he will be stronger, and one day he may really be able to become the number one in the world, and then slowly grow old.

And Darius. His life stopped forever at the age of thirty-two.

He died, leaving all the rest of his life in the hands of his brother.

The last rain swept across Draven's body.

The rain stopped.

Draven froze in place, for a long, long, long time.

Then he held out a hand as if he couldn't believe it, and he wanted to touch his brother.

But......

Darius.

He's really dead.

No, wake up again.

No, slap him on the head again and yell: "Stinky boy." Just give me an honest look. ”

"Brother......" Dravin's throat finally squeezed out a word.

"Brother!!

He finally let out a roar and buried his head deeply.

Like a lone wolf who has lost his mate.

In the spring of the year 216 of the New World calendar. Darius, the strongest of the Noxian army and known as the Hand of Noxus, lies forever on the expedition to Ionia.

After the death of Galen, the power of Demacia, in the northern frontier four years ago, Darius, his lifelong enemy, was finally buried on the island to the east.

The corpse of a soldier is not a shame to be dead.

It's just that two peerless generals have fallen in a row in a few years.

Even if it is as brilliant as Valoran, it is inevitable that the starry sky will be dim in this generation.

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The night finally fell.

began to envelop the battlefield strewn with corpses.

Endless piles of dead bodies and sludge. Graves smoked a cigar and walked leisurely through the unfortunate land, as if he were walking in a garden.

As he walked, he jotted something down with a pen in a rough oak leaf notepad, his shotgun loosely pinned to his waist.

He looked like a scholar, not an outlaw.

His footsteps eventually stopped in front of a man.

That person was Chen Senran.

He was lying on his back under the sky where it was no longer raining.

Keep your eyes closed. It's like dead.

Graves crouched down and stretched out a hand to touch Chen Senran.

But at this moment, someone broke off and shouted, "Don't touch him." ”

The sound was like a thunderbolt.

Graves looked up and saw an equally blind monk sitting on a high pile of corpses, looking at him condescendingly.

"Don't touch him, Graves." At the same time, on the other side, the battlefield Valkyrie with a bright red battle robe also appeared.

She looked at Chen Senran nervously, and at the same time looked at Graves vigilantly, as if she might draw her sword at any time.

"What happened?" Graves asked, shrugging his shoulders and taking a heavy drag on his cigar.

"He almost died." Irelia looked at Graves in a bad tone.

"Are you blaming me?" Graves shrugged his shoulders again, put the oak leaf notebook in his arms, and picked up the shotgun and wiped it down.

At this time, he was a bit like the outlaw he used to be.

"What do you say?" Irelia was indeed blaming him, and it was only Graves who was originally by Chen Senran's side.

And Graves is also a good friend of Chen Senran, at least on the surface.

But now, he smoked a cigar and casually asked what was going on, which was really annoying.

"I know he's almost dead, but isn't he dead? And ......," Graves said, suddenly looking at Irelia word by word, "even if he does die, I will avenge him, with my own life." ”

He spoke very seriously, and the fireworks on his lips lit up before his eyes.

This is the friendship of men, and it is never a woman who can understand it.

"Okay, now who's going to tell me, what the hell happened to him?"

"He's been seriously injured, and his body has undergone very strange changes, but it seems to be good at the moment, because he is absorbing the death qi of the entire battlefield to heal himself, or rather, evolve for himself?" Li Qing turned his head to look at Chen Senran and said.

"Evolution?" Graves tilted his neck, feeling incredulous.

"Evolution." Li Qing nodded and said in a meaningful tone, "An evolution that I can't see through at all." ”

But isn't he blind?

What do you think? (To be continued......)

PS: To die, to die, to die.

But I would like to thank my readers for their great support.

Xie Lu Xie.