It's just that William III obviously didn't want to let the werewolves do it now. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

In the midst of the present, Nedri's at this time did not deserve much attention from William III.

This is Noxus, not the green field of the grand barrier, and Nedri, who has lost her power bonus, is a powerful individual, not a powerful demigod who turns the situation around.

With a slight teasing tone, William III spoke: "Lord Warwick, this Daughter of the Green is not worth your hands. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Xin again, and persecuted: "Chief guest, don't you plan to do something to show the friendship between Nord? Otherwise, Lord Warwick, you will have to clean up the group of thieves in the east!"

He accentuated his tone and said heavily: "I promise, no matter how well those thieves are prepared, they will not be able to escape my palm!

Yes, this is Noxus, not Demacia!

Chi Guoguo's threat lay directly in his throat, and Zhao Xin was a little silent for a while.

In terms of how to have confidence in Jiawen IV, one question cannot be excluded - Jiawen IV, the future king of Demacia, is how to be thoughtful, and it is inevitable that there will be something unexpected, so naturally there is still a foolproof strategy.

In case of an accident, Noxus, which has no qualified heir, is a role model......

And William III, the current words are clear, if Zhao Xin is pretending to be deaf and dumb, he will attack with the whole army, and desperately pull Demacia's side to accompany the funeral - this makes Zhao Xin very embarrassed.

Zhao Xin's eyes wandered, and he had already stared at the werewolf with a hideous smile: "Zu'an's angry beast...... It is said that he has comprehended the ancient power in his own bloodline and completely achieved the terrifying monster of the peak of the dark species, if he is allowed to run in front of His Royal Highness, although Galen and them are guarding, I am afraid it will inevitably ......"

Thinking of this, Zhao Xin's eyes shook slightly, and he wanted to get up, but it was also because of his vacillation and worry, so that he didn't pay too much attention to Wayne's expression on the side.

This already talented and intelligent woman had strange thoughts in her heart after faintly realizing that she had been deceived from beginning to end.

Therefore, when she had been paying attention to Zhao Xin's expression and discovering the latter's own vacillation, what was produced was after Wayne's inexplicability...... Deep disappointment and loss.

This girl with extremely high qualifications was originally just a traveler who traveled all over the world.

She joined Demacia as a recognition of the latter's always noble and good image, and now the collapse of her inner image made her suddenly feel a little overwhelmed.

Then, unconsciously looking up, she found Luo Ye looking over with a faint smile.

Seeing her eyes, he smiled at her, and then stretched out his hand and directly pressed Zhao Xin, who was about to get up, back to his seat.

"What are you doing, Mr. Luo Ye?" Zhao Xin asked in a low voice, a little sneering.

Obviously, he has some form that explodes at the touch of a button.

"Let Mr. Steward firm your position, our cooperation, although we all know that it is just a torn paper, but please hold on a little longer. ”

Luo Ye's face had turned cold, and he stared at Zhao Xin coldly with a pair of eyes, and then turned to smile: "Besides, it's far from the time for us to do it." ”

Zhao Xin's eyes lit up, "You mean ......?"

He turned his gaze to the center of the venue, and as a result, he didn't notice the rapid change in Vayne's mind.

The furious beast from Zaun bared his teeth when he heard William III's words, but said nothing more, and instead lowered his head slightly, fiddling with his claws.

It was a pair of razor-sharp claws with a blood-green glow, with a terrifying toxin and an armor-shattering ability that tore everything apart.

It is said that Warwick had secretly carved many runes on it that no one knew about.

"So say your choice out loud, Mr. Governor from Debang, on behalf of Noxus, I will never deny you all your choices, after all, we are 'friends', aren't we? hahaha......"

In his ears, William III's ridicule and teasing of Zhao Xin also echoed, which made Warwick's thick lips slightly disdainful.

"Is the confrontation of the same weak person only a little prestige in this speech?"

Warwick thought to himself, and the corner of his eye swept over Zhao Xin in the corner, and then stared at Luo Ye and Sindra who was sitting next to him.

"Those two ...... It's a bit of a threat. ”

Warwick's eyes flashed with solemnity.

Then, he heard a soft footstep behind him.

This is unusual.

As a terrifying beast, the werewolf form only made him fearful of others, and made the guests at the banquet turn away from him, even if he was a guest that William III would have treated politely.

So now, who has the audacity to run behind him?

The werewolf form of the furious beast roared, and without the slightest mercy, he directly stretched out his extremely sharp claws, and slammed a flat angle behind him!

This is the quickest attack, and it's Warwick's all-out attack!

But it's not enough.

Warwick's claws had been swung out, but before his neck could be turned, a cold snort of disdain was heard in his ears.

It was a male voice that was extremely indifferent, with a hint of the arrogance of judging the world.

Then, Warwick felt a sudden sharp pain in his body, and he had been kicked out, followed by two gunshots, and there were already two more bullet holes in his abdomen.

The whole party was quiet, even William III, who was a little proud before, was like a duck choked by the neck, speechless.

Warwick, who was flying to the ground, didn't seem to be hurt any more, he wiped his abdomen, and found that under his unparalleled strong recovery power, the gunshot wound in the abdomen did not appear to have recovered in the slightest.

On his face, anger and jealousy were intertwined, and in response to a deeper madness, Warwick let out a wolf-like roar: "It's been a long time since I've seen my own blood, it's a nostalgic taste." ”

As he spoke, licking the blood off his hands, the twilight pupils were firmly fixed on the man who kicked him away from where he was supposed to be.

It was a man with an indifferent face, somewhat dark skin, wearing a long white robe, and holding two shining guns in his hands.

"With that kind of strength, and with that kind of weapon...... I know who you are. ”

Warwick stood up, licked the blood from his mouth, and laughed a little maniacally: "That guy who has been wandering the dark edge of the continent and calling himself a messenger of justice? Maybe you have cleaned up some unpopular debris, which made you a little arrogant, and actually found me." ”

He didn't pay attention to the words of William III on the high platform, but stared at the dark-skinned man, and shouted: "I want you to know what is really evil and killing!"

He roared wildly, and the blood vessels on his body burst violently, but his body was even bigger and expanded!

William III glanced gloomily at Warwick, who disobeyed the order, and saw that the latter had gone completely insane, and did not care, but looked at the silent man, and shouted:

"Lucian, what does the matter of Noxus have to do with you? I know that your biggest enemy is the Isle of Shadows, and there, too, is the enemy of Noxus! We can both be on the same side!"

Hearing this, the messenger of justice with two guns first glanced at a corner, which made a certain guy with green eyes and a smile smile a little helplessly, and then withdrew his eyes, looked at William III, and said coldly: "Noxus has now become the greatest dark place, and it needs to be purified. ”

Then, after a pause, he said in a deep voice, "As for Shadow Island...... I have my own way to resolve the conflicts with them. ”

He deliberately used the word "contradiction", which caused William III's pupils to shrink slightly, and he was silent for a while.

And Warwick, roared. On all fours, he has already pounced fiercely!

He was as fast as lightning, and it seemed as if he had crossed the barrier of space in an instant, and in an instant, he was in front of Lucian.

However, the latter's seemingly emaciated figure does not mean that he is a crispy skin.

The corners of Lucian's mouth rose, mixed with a slight mockery: "Evil will be judged eventually, but I will let him come directly, instead of waiting!"

He said coldly, turning around to dodge one of the werewolf's claws, then holding the gun in his left hand to block the other claw of the furious beast, and in his right hand, he gently pressed the trigger.

"Bang"

The sound of the guns sounded again, and this time, with the roar of Warwick's endless rage, and his endless thirst for his own blood and the blood of his enemies!

The killing, from the moment it began, has not stopped.

The left arm was struck, but Warwick responded with a deeper blow in addition to howling.

Lucian's eyes narrowed, and with a sliding step, he had already pulled away two positions, and then shouted loudly to Nedri, who was watching the play in the distance: "Do it!"

The latter wanted to take this opportunity to give William III another spear, but after looking at Rui Wen, whose face was like frost, and Svein, who couldn't see clearly behind William III, his mind turned, and he threw the spear in his hand towards Warwick without hesitation!

This spear is cold to the heart!

Warwick's lack of sanity did not make him dodge, and with a wave of his left hand, he wanted to send the flying spear directly away, but the power attached to the spear seemed to be far more than that.

The seemingly fragile wooden spear drilled out of Warwick's wounded left arm, pierced through the bones of the arm, and then stabbed straight into Yorick's chest without sparing any effort!

"Howl!"

A terrible wolf howl, Warwick, has been battered!

In the distance, Nedri's face showed a look of surprise, as if she couldn't believe that it was him.

Lucian, on the other hand, had already raised his two guns and pointed them at Warwick's head.

"It's you!"

Warwick roared, bloodshot eyes glaring at Lucian with reluctance and anger.

"It's your bullet, with a special power, that weakens my own protective power, otherwise how could I have such power with that cat's spear alone!"

Lucian didn't object, but he also said bluntly: "Nedri, the daughter of the green field, the spear she has stored has a powerful power that she herself does not know, and it is suitable to deal with a dark beast like you." ”

As he spoke, he tried to pull the trigger in his hand.

"Really?"

Warwick asked softly.

It seems that he has no intention of waiting to die.