Draven's attack was destined to be a death throem, and even Arthur alone would have been able to kill him, let alone the loyal Guardian, the Winter Soldier.

The Winter Soldier is also a great warrior.

Although the Winter Soldier's innate attributes are difficult to compare with these top warriors in the Loran world, he has artificial intelligence attributes, yes, yes, since this combat weapon fell behind Arthur, Arthur has been trying to find a way to transform him.

In Arthur's view, the part of the Winter Soldier's body is its weakness and a hidden danger, and if it is not solved as soon as possible, it will explode sooner or later, so in the Pym Laboratory, the two also transformed it with artificial intelligence, implanted a stronger artificial intelligence part for it, strengthened its intelligence, and eliminated more of the part of the Winter Soldier's consciousness as a human.

So now the Winter Soldier is more like a pure combat weapon than a person.

After all, this is more in the interests of its owner, Arthur, as for the memory and consciousness of the original owner of this body, the Winter Soldier, that Bucky?? it, Barnes, since it's in the hands of a wizard, can he still demand to retain consciousness.

It's an extravagant hope.

A wizard's evil in this regard is by no means inferior to Hydra, at least if he picks up the attainment of creating soul pain, he can definitely throw off a few cars of Hydra.

Therefore, the Winter Soldier at this moment is more like a pure combat weapon.

Draven desperately assaulted, but he couldn't break through the Winter Soldier's defenses!

Yes! Yes!

Delevingne screamed in pain, but he was careless, and was invaded by Arthur's soul-shocking spell, and his mind was in a trance, and the Winter Soldier who saw the opportunity did not think about it, his body was generally one size smaller than the people in the Lorain Continent, and compared to Delevingne, he only reached his chest, he was much more flexible than Delevingne.

He stepped forward and got stuck in the trajectory of Draven's flying axe, and withstood Draven's blow hard, and a heavy punch with increased power output from the metal left arm in his hand hit Draven's chest.

Rumble!

Draven's chest was immediately dented.

The Winter Soldier's metal left arm is a sharp weapon recreated by Pym and Arthur, the modified vibranium engine inside this metal left arm has an instant output power of more than 1000K, and the power of this punch is almost comparable to that of the peak Hulk, even the top warrior's Delevingne can't bear this blow, and is immediately smashed to the point that the armor and sternum are shattered at the same time, and the huge impact force makes the fragments of internal organs and minced flesh spray out from behind in the opposite direction.

Looking behind Dravin, he could see a spurting of blood bursting out of his back, and streams of blood spurted out, leaking out of his body from the white broken bone stubble.

"Nope! Delevingne! ”

From high in the distance, a mournful shout came from afar.

It wasn't until he heard the sound and fell to his knees on the ground that Draven, who was about to die, opened his eyes violently.

"I knew you—would—come—and you never let me down."

"Darius?!"

Arthur heard the voice that pierced through the space, feeling the remorse, the pain, and the rage in it.

Darius, as the commander-in-chief of the Noxus Legion, was rarely actually on the front lines. The same is true for this attack.

He never imagined that this plan he had carefully concocted for the Demacians would end up like this. Portal assault, center flowering, what a perfect plan it should have been, it shouldn't have been like this.

With the original strength of the Demacians, it was impossible to block their attack in any case, which should have been a plan that was guaranteed to be nine out of ten.

And all of this was ruined by a person who appeared outside of the variables.

Arthur!

A mage!

The alchemy apprentice whose name had spread all over the continent back then.

Darius didn't know Arthur's name, but he couldn't have imagined that everything would be ruined at the hands of this man.

And now, his dear brother Draedin is about to die at the hands of this man.

No one could have imagined the anger in Darius's heart at this moment.

When he watched everything that happened at the scene in his magical vision, and saw his brother who was finally kneeling on the ground, almost dying, he could no longer hide the anger in his heart.

A long rainbow streaked across the sky and landed on the ground, revealing a light and shadow, and then several people came out of it, a mage and a warrior, draped in cloaks.

Looking at the way the enemy came out, Arthur frowned.

Iridescent? A high-level mage? It was an opponent he had never expected.

As soon as one of the warriors landed, a flicker appeared in front of Draven, who was kneeling on the ground, and held him in his arms, not caring for the blood that fell on his body, which seemed to be made of dragon skin.

Obviously, on this battlefield, the highest-ranking commander has appeared, Darius!

Arthur's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at this opponent, the commander of the enemy army who had been famous on the mainland for a long time in terms of strategy and bravery.

"Draven! You're so stupid! ”

Darius scolded at Draven.

"You can die on the battlefield at any time, but you must not die like this, not today, do you want to die in front of my eyes?"

"Nope! You can't die! I want you to see me avenge you! ”

Then his red eyes were fixed on Arthur's body fiercely, and Darius was no longer the wise and calm commander, but more like a wounded beast.

He slowly pulled out a small crystal clear bottle from his bosom, which Arthur was familiar with:

"Fountain of Life?"

I saw Darius open Delevingne's mouth and gently pour the life spring into his mouth, the elf's life spring water is worthy of being the most magical magic material on the continent, Delevingne was so injured in his eyes, but seeing his pale face recover his blood color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Darius entrusted the slightly better Draven to the high-ranking mage behind him.

High-level mage, the staff gently brushes Draven's wound and heals the serious injury! Arthur watched as Draven's terrifying wound slowly healed under the influence of magic.

That's magic!

Even for people who have just died, magic can still bring the dead back to life. In this magical world, there is no real death.

But such a magical magic could only be in the hands of the top few people in this continent.

The person in front of me is one.

The High Mage bowed gracefully to Arthur and said:

"Hello, mid-level mage Klein, from Kursala, I admire your amazing skills in the research and development of magic guides, and I regret that I can't communicate with you in depth."

Arthur returned the salute in return, but did not answer, for he knew what a thunderstorm was coming.

Sure enough, then Darius's voice as hard as steel said:

"Master Arthur! As Master Klein said, the entire empire is amazed by your amazing talent and is looking forward to taking you under its command, and I admit that I underestimated you to the point that there was a mistake, and now, I need to correct this mistake with my own hands - you should not try to kill my brother no matter what. ”

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