Mountains bordering the region of Navoli and Kuzan.

The huge hull of the air-space warship stepped forward in the clouds and moved in the direction of the Kuzan region.

In the province of Navoli, there are still many people who follow from afar.

When the space warship entered the mountain range, the Ionians, who had no ability to fly, also lost the way to monitor the air and space warship for a short time.

However, the route of the air-space warship was not concealed at all.

On the other side of the mountains, in the Kuzan region, there are already Ionian scouts, waiting to discover the whereabouts of the space warship.

And when the space warship reached the middle of the mountain, Svein stopped it.

Facing Yon's bewildered gaze, Svein didn't explain anything, but just said:

"Follow me!"

"Where are you going?" Yon asked.

Sethi didn't ask anything, but stood up and followed behind Svein.

It's just that he really doesn't look good now.

There was a slight bruise on that handsome and tough face, and there were even fist marks on the eye sockets.

This kind of injury is not a big deal for him, but being hung up and beaten by Zhao Xin again, the mood is definitely not good.

But he is also a person who is willing to gamble and lose, and this time with Svein's actions, he will definitely not advocate for doing anything without authorization.

Originally, he wanted to use some other way to make meritorious contributions, but it's a pity...

"Meet someone you know."

After Svein finished speaking, the scarlet crow behind him spread its wings and rushed straight down from the air and space battleship.

"Do I know anyone..."

A hint of complexity flashed in Yongen's eyes, and faces flashed in his mind.

But eventually, those faces dissipated.

If you've already chosen, why bother making memories again.

His eyes returned to calm, and he also rolled over and jumped off the air and space battleship.

"Cut, it's really high..."

Looking at the two of them who relied on demonic power to either fly or glide, Seti had envy in his eyes.

Now he can't soar on his own like these people.

"Britz, add wings."

"Roger!"

As soon as the command was given, a deep blue glow erupted from Sethi's watch.

The magical energy converged into a pair of wings behind Sethi, and Sethi could feel that the wings behind him were ridiculously an extension of his limbs.

He can fly as long as he wants.

Of course, it took a lot of effort for him to master this.

Airplanes!

Seti jumped down from the space battleship and chased after Svein and the others at great speed.

When he landed, he would catch up with the two.

This way, too, he saw the people Svein wanted to see.

Pink armor, long black hair shawl, and a resolute and unyielding face.

Although this woman Seti has not seen it with her own eyes, she has heard the other party's name for a long time...

Irelia.

Having once defeated Svein .... Woman.

Although it is not clear why a woman can defeat Svein, who is so strong that he even looks up to him, the opponent's record is enough for him to be cautious.

However, he keenly sensed that Yongen seemed to have something wrong after seeing the other party.

The corners of Setti's mouth curled slightly, knowing Yongen's identity, he only had the idea of watching a play at the moment.

"You want to see me?"

Svein's emotionless opening remarks kicked off the conversation.

Except for the hovering air and space warships, there were only four of them here, and there were no other humans within a two-kilometer radius.

This is certain for everyone present.

It's hard not to think about Irelia being here alone, avoiding everyone.

"Your Excellency Svein... I haven't seen you in a long time. Irelia stared at Svein.

Although the masked man behind Svein made her feel unusually familiar, she only came to Svein this time, and the rest was secondary.

"Your greeting is really jerky, since you have reluctance in your heart, why should you wronged yourself." Svein spoke.

Irelia took a deep breath, "I have to come, for Ionia, and for the sake of my heart. ”

"Perseverance in the heart? Only with strength can it be called perseverance, and without strength it can only be delusional. Svein's voice was calm.

Seeing each other again, the strength of him and the other party has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

It's just that Irelia's strength is still far from that of her, who is possessed by the spirit of Ionia.

And Hesvein, even the soul of Ionia, can already be shaken.

But when they met again, he also found that he did not have the urge to kill the other party in his heart to take revenge.

On the contrary, he looked at the other person's gaze, revealing more pity.

Irelia is a person who is very similar to him in the past, but compared to the self who has achieved perseverance, the other party is still dreaming.

Listening to Svein's cold words, Irelia glanced at Svein's scarlet left arm, which was different from flesh, and said with seriousness in her tone:

"If you don't try, how will you know the result? If Lord Svein is willing to retreat like this, I am willing to cut off my left arm. ”

Svein's left arm was cut off by her own hands in order to protect the peace of Ionia.

If Svein is willing to retreat today, then peace will continue no matter what the Equilibrium Sect thinks and does.

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

In order to have more time as a buffer, she is willing to make some sacrifices...

"Foolish thoughts, there are some things I want to thank you."

Svein slowly raised his scarlet left arm, which was completely devoid of flesh and blood, and was completely transformed by demonic power:

"Now you are the same as I used to be, you can't see through the essence of the problem. It was because you cut off this left arm that I threw away a lot of naïve thoughts. ”

"I don't know what the essence of what you see, but I do know that once you go to the Tubutai tribe, then the result will definitely be worse than it is now." Irelia said solemnly.

"Worse? Perhaps, but what are you going to rely on to stop me? Like I just said, without strength, everything is nothing more than delusion. Svein said.

"Please teach me!"

Irelia took a deep breath and stepped in front of Svein.

She could feel the danger emanating from the other party, and it was even more than the pressure on him from Karma and Atrius combined.

But since she came, it means that she is fully prepared.

"Good will, but without the power of Ionia, how strong are you?"

After Svein finished speaking calmly, he spoke:

"You two go, let her see the strength of the Noxians."

Hearing Svein's words, Yon and Seti glanced at each other.

Yong Eun snorted slightly coldly when he saw Seti's expression and took a step forward.

He didn't say anything, but directly pulled out the two bewitching red swords on his waist.

One of them is from demonic power, and the other is a gift from Svein.

"Twin Sword Samurai... You're a lot like a friend of mine, but I'm not going to show mercy. ”

In the face of Yon, Irelia did not feel the Ionian Spirit's response, knowing that this time she would have to rely on herself.

Swish!

In an instant, both sides moved.

......

More than ten minutes later.

Irelia lay down on the ground, and Svein's voice rang out in her ears:

"Did the feeling of powerlessness in your heart make you understand something?"