The Legend of Valoran Heroes of the League of Legends

Chapter 148 The Abandoned Person

In the south jungle where Garen and Darius fought.

The peaceful jungle is extremely quiet, so quiet that you can't even hear any birdsong. The whole jungle looks like a frozen oil painting.

At this moment, the picture that seemed to be frozen suddenly seemed to be torn apart by some kind of force, and a dark gap appeared.

A faint golden light slowly leaked out from the gap, and as the golden light overflowed, the gap became wider and wider, like an open door.

Pfft!
Two people fell out of the golden door.

It's Charles and Delevingne!

As soon as Charles landed, he immediately rolled on the ground and fled frantically.

And Delevingne was lying on the ground because of being hugged by Charles. When he stood up while touching his painful head, he found that the little yellow hair had pulled a certain distance away from him.

"Pooh!"

Draven spat out the dirt in his mouth, cursed in a low voice, picked up the throwing ax that fell on the ground, looked at the escaped Charles, shook the throwing ax, let it spin rapidly, and then moved towards the escaped Charles. Direction, lost in the past.

The spinning throwing ax drew a beautiful arc, and landed on the way of Charr without any mistakes.

Charles, who was running away, was so frightened by the flying ax that he quickly stopped, changed direction and continued to flee.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

While Delevingne was speaking, another throwing ax was already spinning rapidly in his hand, and he pulled hard with his free hand, and the throwing ax that fell in front of Charles bounced, spinning and flying towards himself , At the same time, the spinning ax in his hand was thrown in the direction that Charles fled this time.

In this way, Draven slowly approached the fleeing Charles while throwing the flying axe. Under the obstruction of the flying axe, the distance between the two became closer and closer.

There was a sly smile on the corner of Draven's mouth, and he controlled the throwing ax in his hand to slash across Charles' left arm at a very tricky angle. Charles, who was running, was hit by this blow and fell staggeringly.

Delevingne retracted the throwing axe, shaking two spinning axes in his hand. The airflow from the flying axe made the two strands of mustache at the corners of his mouth flutter gently. He looked at Xia who was kneeling on the ground in front of him. Er, laughed wildly: "How is it? It feels good to avoid the throwing axe? It feels good to be hunted down, right? Then do you want to try it, how about the feeling of being stuck in the head by a throwing ax? Haha, hahahaha !"

Ciel clutched the wound on his left arm that was cut by the throwing axe, and stared at Delevingne through the blond hair hanging in front of his eyes.

At this time, Charles was not normally afraid, but he didn't want to escape this time, because he had a partner to protect!

Hmm... Well, to be precise, there is Ahri to protect!
Of course, anyway, although Charles was very scared this time, he didn't think about running away this time. Instead, he was thinking about how to deal with this wretched little boy who once gave him half a roasted hare to eat. beard.

The escape just now was just to buy some time to think about how to face the next situation.

"What? Can't move? This is boring. I haven't played enough. What about the strange teleportation spell you just brought me over? Let's use it again!"

Draven sneered, and threw a throwing ax in his hand towards Charles, rubbed against Charles' ear, and stuck it into the mud at Charles' feet.

"Oh, not bad, I can tell that my ax doesn't want to kill you, so I don't dodge or dodge!"

Draven raised his hand in surprise, the throwing ax beside Charles rose from the ground, hula spun, and flew back to Draven's hand, then he said with a smile: "Then you guess, Should I throw my next throwing ax at your head, or at your leg?"

Charles' body began to tremble involuntarily. The throwing ax by Draven just now was not because he could feel that Draven didn't want to kill him, but because his legs couldn't move at all!
Cold sweat dripped from Charles' forehead, along his nose, and from the tip of his nose.

No, you can't sit still!
Charles took out the emergency bandage from the space bag, bit one end of the bandage with his mouth, and began to bandage the wound on his arm.

Seeing Ciel's struggle, Delevingne finally became interested. He shook the two spinning axes, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and began to wait for Ciel's next move. He seemed to be back at the execution ground. During the execution, he watched the death row prisoner struggling.

Charles bit the bandage, tied a knot, stood up, moved his injured left arm, adjusted to the pain, and found that it would not have much impact, so he was a little relieved.

Because, all his attacks are based on his left hand!

"Are you ready?"

Draven shook the throwing ax and shouted frantically: "Come on, die!"

Snoring!
The throwing ax flew out of Draven's hand and struck towards Charles' head.

When Charles saw it, he immediately raised his left arm, opened his energy bow, and shot a secret shot towards the flying axe. At the same time, Charles endured the severe pain and started to run crazily. , Charles turned back and shot two secret shots at Draven!
The flying ax was stopped in mid-air by Ciel's secret shot. Draven flicked his wrist and retracted the axe. At the same time, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rushed bloodily, dodging Ciel's shooting, and chased towards Ciel. up.

Charles's desperate escape aroused his bloodiness during execution. The throwing ax in Draven's hand began to be thrown out quickly, retracted, thrown again, and retracted again. The throwing ax kept falling behind Charles, Bouncing up, falling down, bouncing up, everything is so smooth, the whole picture looks like...Draven is driving Shire away.

"Run, yes, that's it, run as hard as you can!"

Throwing the throwing axe, Delevingne taunted wildly, "I know that your partner arranged for you to contain me, but their purpose is actually to treat you as cannon fodder, because you are not my opponent at all! "

Charles completely ignored Delevingne's words, and he began to think desperately about all the exercises he had done on Mount Targon, desperately thinking about the experience he had learned along the way, and desperately thinking about how to deal with it.

"I have seen people like you a lot during executions in Noxus. Those who are the weakest in the team are abandoned by their companions and used as cannon fodder. If they refuse to complete the task, they will be regarded as Deserters, send them to me for execution."

Draven took back the two throwing axes, crossed his hands holding the throwing axes on his chest, looked at Charles' desolate back, and shouted frantically: "And now, you are the one who was abandoned by them, the most useless people!"

Two throwing axes were swept out from Draven's hands horizontally, and the throwing axes that cleared the way crossed towards Shire.

And Draven's words finally hurt Charles' heart.

Charles' heart was shaken!

I am indeed the weakest one.

I was indeed the most useless one.

I'm really the one who likes to run away the most.

Ciel recalled the bits and pieces along the way.

Each partner's face flashed through Charles' mind one after another.

Do not!
I'm definitely not the one who got dumped!
Because, they are all partners that I can trust with my life!
　Sorry for the lateness.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)