The Legend of Valoran Heroes of the League of Legends

Chapter 161 The most wanted criminal

"Cough cough..."

Charles forcibly used Arcane Leap, and moved with Graves. Although he only moved slightly to escape the attack range of the anchor, it was a huge load for his current body.

Blood flowed from the corner of Charles' mouth.

Graves obviously had some experience in such emergencies, and before he could react to the shock of the arcane leap, he had already instinctively removed a smoke bomb from the ammunition belt at his waist, and used his thumb to open the safety bolt. Throw it towards Nautilus.

At the same time, Graves knelt down, shook the limp Charles, and shouted anxiously: "Hey, kid, are you okay!"

"Can you stop shaking...it hurts."

"Don't scare me!"

While talking, Graves took out a bottle of red potion from his pocket, and poured it into Charles's mouth regardless of his feelings, and said with a hearty smile, "Drink this, this is Healing potion, if you die, I will be laughed to death by them!"

At the corner of Charles' mouth, the red blood mixed with the red healing potion was a bit scary, but after drinking the potion, Charles did feel a little more comfortable in his body.

Graves laughed twice, carelessly stroked Charles' already messy hair, stood up, held the shotgun in both hands, and immediately became arrogant, cursing: "I want to let you You know, what is the bombing of death!"

And over there, Nautilus in the smoke screen pulled back the anchor with an iron chain, silently opened the hood of the diving suit, and a heavy voice came from the diving suit: "You, go first."

This was obviously said to Delevingne who was under his protection.

Delevingne heard it, looked up at the red eyes hidden in the diving suit, sniffed, and ran back without saying a word.

"Want to run?"

Graves took a side-sliding step, bypassing Nautilus who was blocking him, raised his shotgun, and blasted at the fleeing Draven.

The bullets that were blasted into red by gunpowder made a piercing sound and tilted out.

Nautilus turned around and used his shoulder to receive the blow. His eyes lit up suddenly. The crimson light was like two searchlights illuminating the sea. The red light swept across It was as if Graves and Ciel had locked onto their targets.

Nautilus began to operate within his body, the terrifying power obtained from the dark deep sea, and the hidden currents in the depths of the ground beneath his feet began to surge.

"Feel the raging sea and waves!"

boom!
The angry deep-sea titan stomped his feet vigorously, causing the whole earth to tremble!
Then, the undercurrent surged from the ground, and with Nautilus as the center, the earth began to be torn apart by this undercurrent, turning into a magnificent tidal spring. Moreover, this tidal circle The spring, like a rhythm, spreads out!

Feeling the tremor of the ground under his feet, and watching the terrifying tide, Graves cursed, picked up Charles beside him, protected him in his arms, and rolled out embarrassingly towards the back of the stone wall.

The force of the tide toppled the place where Ciel and Graves were standing, leaving behind a mossy ruin!
"Pooh!"

Hiding behind the stone wall, Graves spit out the mud mixed in his mouth, poked his head out, glanced at Nautilus who was approaching, turned his head and said seriously to Charles: "Little brat, can you move?"

Charles, whose wounds were affected everywhere, covered his wounds, grinning and said: "After drinking your healing potion, I feel better, and I can barely move."

"Well, I will rush out from this side of the stone wall to attract the attention of this monster. You run out from the other side of the stone wall to chase the one who escaped. He should have gone back to support another battle."

Graves said seriously: "Although I don't know how strong that mustache is, it looks like he should be a long-range shooter. This kind of person will bring a lot of trouble to the battle. You must stop him!"

When Charles heard it, he seemed to think of Galen when he explained the task to him. Looking at Graves' solemn expression, Charles tried the flexibility of his left hand, then looked into Graves' eyes, and nodded seriously. nod.

Graves winked at Ciel's back, while he held the shotgun upright in his hand, leaned against the stone wall, watched Ciel exhale a puff of smoke, and said, "Are you ready?"

"Ok!"

"After three shots, I will throw a smoke bomb, and you will leave at that time, understand?"

"Ok!"

"Prepare!"

Graves frowned at Charles and said with a smile, "Go!"

He turned neatly around the stone wall, put the shotgun down during the rotation, aimed at Nautilus, and fired!
Bang!
Click!

Bang!
Click!

Bang!
Click!

Graves fired his gun very smoothly while moving his footsteps, while Charles over there was also counting silently in his heart.

One!

two!
three!
It's now!

Graves slid sideways to avoid the flying anchor, pulled out a smoke bomb, and threw it towards Nautilus.

"go!"

Charles gritted his teeth, ignored the pain in his body, got up and ran.

"Hey, brat, go on!"

Charles, who was about to take a step, was suddenly stopped, and when he turned around, he saw a healing potion thrown by Graves in mid-air.

Charles caught it in a hurry, feeling infinitely grateful. He looked at Graves, who was biting his cigarette and fighting, silently said thank you in his heart, turned his head and left.

When Nautilus came out of the range of the smoke bomb, Ciel had disappeared into the dense forest.

Graves opened the breech of the gun, quickly loaded the bullet, pulled the bolt, and said to Nautilus: "Come on, I will use the gun in my hand to blow you to pieces!"

Without saying a word, Nautilus walked steadily towards Graves, step by step, carrying the huge anchor.

Graves kept firing his gun, pouring ammunition at Nautilus.

On Nautilus's body, the green magic hood had been dimmed by Graves' bullets, but there was no hesitation at his feet.

Graves was proudly holding a cigarette, and two streams of smoke came out of his nose. He opened the gun chamber and loaded the bullet, and said: "Noxus is really powerful, you can find anything, but it doesn't matter. The gun in my hand is not a vegetarian, and I am even more not a vegetarian, so I am not afraid to tell you, sir, I am the most wanted criminal in many places, if you can catch me back, you can get a lot of rewards."

Hearing this, Nautilus stopped in his tracks.

Graves saw it, and said even more arrogantly: "Why, are you afraid? But it should be, sir, when I established the number one gang in the mainland, you didn't know where to dredge the sewer!"

Nautilus ignored Graves' words, he clumsily raised the anchor in his hand above his head, and then slammed it to the ground!

Boom!

"Feel the impact from the deep sea!"

　It's really hard to write a sparring like this.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)