"Brother Ezreal, shall I try then?"

Draven's rough hand touched the throwing axe, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Come on, come on, today is supposed to be a show day." Ezreal didn't care.

"Hahaha, okay, it just so happened that His Majesty the Council Crown gave me a new axe, and I will hit it lightly!"

Dravinne pulled the axe from his waist and spun it in his hand, spinning faster and faster.

The axe sent by the Speaker of the Council ...

Ezreal's eyes widened.

Wait, Draven said he was the general of the Trefali Warband, isn't that bragging?

He looks so ugly, and he looks so bad, how can he get into Mr. Ryan's eyes.

It can't be...

At this moment, he also saw clearly the two throwing axes in Draven's hands, which were not weapons at all, but like two works of art.

The deep purple blades of the axes looked extremely sharp, emitting a chilling pale purple glow, and the handles of the two flying axes were inlaid with a large gem.

The gem, if he read it right, was a gem from Piltover and Zaun, called...

Hex gemstones.

"Shhhhh

Before he could take a closer look, he saw Draven throw the throwing axe in his hand fiercely.

The axe exploded with a loud bang, slashing at the dummy at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Swish!

As soon as it collided, the dummy flew straight away. At the same time, another throwing axe in Draven's hand was thrown out, slashing the dummy that was thrown in the air again.

Both axe blades collided with the iron armor with a strange sound, which was obviously extremely powerful.

"Attack Strength: Strong!"

The dummy fell to the ground, but still faithfully made its own voice. However, Ezreal hoped that the dummy would be cut down, and he could say that it was a mechanical failure.

This intensity... How round is he.

Immediately afterward, the two throwing axes whirled and flew back, cutting two deep furrows in the ground and returning to Draven's hands.

Draven took the double axe and put it on his back, his face could not hide the smugness, but he still pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head:

"Haha, Brother Ezreal, let's try it for the first time. Excuse me! ”

Looking at the other party's beaming appearance, Ezreal wanted to smash his fist in the face.

"Well, it's worthy of Brother Delevingne, not bad! Really strong! ”

He smiled reluctantly and clapped his palms in applause.

"Draven Executioner!"

"Bravery!"

"Execution!"

"God of Axe War!"

“......”

With Ezreal taking the lead, both Draven's younger brother and the audience below cheered at the right time.

In the Immortal Fortress, who doesn't know Draven, he's a celebrity here, though not a good name.

Looking at Draven, who stole the limelight, Ezreal felt a chill in his heart.

He finally set up the stage, how can his reputation become someone else's.

And... said that everyone was talking nonsense when they drank, why did the Delevingne brothers tell the truth?

Why did everyone in the Immortal Fortress know him?

Ezreal had always thought that everyone in the tavern knew Draven because he had been there enough.

But now it has been discovered... Why is it that the people he made friends with Ezreal are so famous.

Even that reckless Ike has a huge reputation in Zaun.

Oh! When will Ezreal get back up?

After the farce, Ezreal racked his brains and slick his tongue to finally pull the audience back to the speech itself.

"Ahem, Ouchra Vazuan's discovery is astonishing, but it's still a little inferior to what we found inside."

His words aroused everyone's interest.

As Ryan intended, Ezreal pushed a cart covered in gray cloth out from behind.

This style simply whetted everyone's appetite.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone couldn't do it, according to their previous temperament, they would have rushed forward with weapons a long time ago.

"In the central shrine of Wazooan, we found a stone tablet that records an important history, and today, it is really a day to unveil its mystery!"

As Ezreal spoke, he solemnly pulled away the gray cloth.

A red glimmer of light emanated, and a bright red shield appeared on the surface of the stele under the sun's illumination, eliminating the influence of sunlight into invisibility.

As soon as this item came out, even if most of the martial artists below were watching the excitement, they could see the extraordinaryness of this item.

The stele spontaneously emitted red glow, and the handwriting flowed with golden glow, even if they didn't know the words on it, they knew that what was recorded on it must be extraordinary.

"It's an ancient word that used to be Shurima."

Some Shurima people recognized the handwriting on it.

Although they could not understand what the content was, they could still tell the source based on the arrangement and shape of the text on it.

After all, there are still similar traces on many of Shurima's remaining monuments.

"That's right, it has the Gushurima script written on it, does anyone here know it?"

Ezreal grim grimaced, pointing to the golden text on the stele.

In his mind, people who could understand this kind of writing would not come to listen to his speech.

So, it's time for him to be in the limelight.

"It tells a prophecy, a prophecy that will shock the world."

A soft female voice broke the silence and made Ezreal's eyes widen.

Hell, was this arranged by Mr. Ryan?

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman covered in a black veil.

The long black hair is casually draped behind him, and the deep eyes seem to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

There was nothing behind her, but Ezreal always felt something there, and could vaguely see something locked in a chain.

She's not easy!

This was the woman's first impression of Ezreal, and in terms of experience and strength, the other party was even far stronger than the commander he had ever seen.

As soon as the thought crossed Ezreal's mind, he shuddered involuntarily.

Ezreal chose to trust his instincts, which saved him countless times.

But should I say, worthy of an empire ...

A person who is arranged at will has such great power. He even had some suspicions that it was Senator Sindra, whom Lady Camille respected.

"Ma'am, I don't know what to call it. You are very knowledgeable, and it is indeed a prophecy that is being said. ”

Ezreal showed the respect he deserved, he was in a good state of mind, and there were too many people in the empire who were stronger than him.

However, he is still young, and sooner or later he will be able to survive these old people.

That's right! That's it!

"You can call me the Masked, can I say the prophecy above? It's very interesting. ”

The Masked Lady's beautiful eyes glistened with a smile.

"Oh, the Masked One... Ma'am, please speak. ”