Laugh at!

！

The sharp scythe cut through Camille's shirt, but the assailant was kicked away by Camille.

And the robbery that came from behind was blocked by Camille's other block.

As Camille's feet parted, there was a glimpse of triumphant brilliance in her eyes.

At this critical moment, two sharp claw knives burst out of the void and struck at Camille.

Shh

！

Camille, who couldn't dodge, was hit by this blow, and two holes were poked out of her stomach, and blood was bubbling out.

But it was only a moment, and Camille indifferently grabbed the arm of the owner of the clawed knife, completely ignoring the pain in his body, and the blade under his feet stabbed into the opponent's body.

"Wow!"

The purple monster, shaped like a one-eyed lionman, was knocked out of the shadows, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and then kicked aside by Camille.

After rolling on the ground a few times, with tenacity and perseverance, it still stood up.

With two scythes in the other hand, the mantis-shaped void creature stood to Camille's left and right, staring at him.

On the contrary, he stood five meters away from Camille uninjured at the moment, looking mockingly at Camille, who was already injured.

"It's a good battle."

Camille stood up straight, her expression still calm, and her injuries were repairing at a visible rate.

She first swept to the right, looked at the mantis-like void creature, and chuckled:

"Void Marauder, not a weak existence among the void creatures, this one should be an individual left in Shurima a long time ago, and his strength is a mid-level demigod."

Then, her gaze swept over the lion-man-like void creature on her left, and the hair on her body turned purple except for the white-gray hair on her face.

The backs of both hands were loaded with two sharp claw knives, one eye was blindfolded, and the other eye glowed purple.

"It's sad." Camille's voice was indifferent, "The people of the Vastaya Carnivorous Beast tribe have now been eroded by the void and have become a monster. The strength should be much stronger than in front of him, and he is also a mid-level demigod. ”

After commenting, Camille raised her head playfully and looked at the murderous catastrophe in front of her:

"Seven mid-level demigods, is this your hole card?"

"Enough to keep you." He spoke calmly.

"Not enough, that's not enough!"

Camille's mocking laughter echoed through the forest, followed by a deep blue glow in the dense forest, and a new round of battle began.

And when Camille was caught in a fierce battle with seven mid-level demigods, Seti on the other side also met Irelia who rushed in.

"This should be our second meeting, Ionia's lucky one."

Seti was about thirty meters away from Irelia, looking at the resolute woman in pink armor in front of her.

Judging from the momentum, it is by no means weak.

But in his opinion, the other party's experience is indeed an extremely fortunate past.

Anyway, he felt that Irelia in the Battle of Precidian had no chance of losing.

With the help of the Soul of Ionia, Svein and Ryan, who had not yet reached the demigods at that time, had no chance of winning at all.

Even if he goes to the battlefield as his mother, as long as he is protected by the soul of Ionia, he can beat Ryan and Svein all over the ground.

In Setty's opinion, Irelia was just a lucky one.

"Seti, the leader of the Vastayas, the descendants of the union of the Noxians and the Vastayas, is also the beginning of hope..."

Irelia looked up at Seti as she recounted the other party's comments in the net.

Almost all of them are very good, and since Seti came to power, the Vastayas have occupied more and more land, and the welfare benefits have been getting better and better.

Seti himself had limited wealth, except for buying new gadgets for his mother's house, or buying some training equipment and methods, he invested almost all the wealth he got in Vastaya.

Of course, the effect of spending money to smash it down is also significant.

This new army, which was still very immature a few years ago, now has heroic strength regardless of individual soldiers, and it is not worse than the veterans in the Verus army who have fought after the Battle of Presidian to the present.

Irelia also had to admit that in addition to her personal advocacy of the supremacy of force, Seti almost perfectly fits the image of a good leader.

Self-confidence, ambition, ambition, prudence, strength, heroism, almost a combination of all kinds of good qualities as one.

Moreover, advocating the supremacy of force is not a problem for Seti, which Noxus has always advocated.

It's a pity... Seti was a good leader, but against the Noxians and Vastayans, and the Ionians instead regarded him as a demon.

"Your eyes are full of contradictions, are you really useless except for strength?"

Sethi looked at the woman in front of her with a disappointed expression, as if they had met for the first time.

The first time they met at that time was when he and Svein traveled to the Tubutai tribe.

At that time, Irelia stopped Svein, naively trying to stop Svein's visit.

But unfortunately, Irelia didn't change anything, and even walked away with her identity bracelet in ashes.

Irelia, who went around Noxus, was not much different from the Irelia she was at the time in Setti's opinion.

As far as Irelia is concerned, it is not worth Svein and her full strength to fight.

Just by himself, he is a mountain that Irelia can't cross.

"Alright, let's get started, there are a lot of powerful breaths next to it, let me see what you have prepared for me this time."

Seti clenched her fists, her eyes flashing with a hint of war.

In any case, Irelia's personal combat power is still worth his caution.

At least in terms of strength, there have been earth-shaking changes compared to that time.

Even if he didn't rely on the Soul of Ionia, he wouldn't necessarily be able to take it.

"Valmeu."

Irelia reported Verus' name in response to Seti.

Swish!

In the dense forest, a purple-black arrow whistled past Irelia and shot straight at Sethi.

Seti didn't even look at the arrow, her eyes still fixed on Irelia.

Just listening to the whistling sound of missing arrows in his ears, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Syllable!

！

Dark blue balls of light burst out from behind him at a faster speed, shattering the purple-black arrows with a miss.

Immediately after, a blue glow spilled through, and Ahri's figure appeared next to Seti, three dark blue flames wrapped around her.

"Go!"

As she drank softly, three dark blue flames shot towards Verus's location.

And her person also turned into a blue light, and rushed towards Verus's hiding place.

Airplanes!

！

The sound of the bowstring loosening rang out, and three purple-black arrows rushed out, scattering the three dark blue flames.

At the same time, Verus's aura was also constantly retreating, obviously deliberately vacating the battlefield, unwilling to exert his full strength so early.

Soon, silence returned to the battlefield, leaving only Seti and Irelia in staring at each other.

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