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Chapter 208 Uninvited Guest

Sivir threw the cross dart in his hand, and the cross dart suddenly transformed into countless smaller cross darts in mid-air, like a clone spell, attacking Ezreal from eight directions in the west.

Ezreal's expression did not change, he raised the Hextech ring, and the energy bullets shot out like a machine gun. Coupled with the high-energy damage of the arcane shot and the flexibility of the arcane jump, Ezreal

Shoot away Sivir's crossdarts one by one.

After Ezreal shot all the cross darts away, Ezreal discovered that Sivir had taken advantage of this opportunity to change into loose clothes, and the curtains she had used to shield her body had been put aside by her.

“It’s so fast to change clothes.”

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the escort!"

Ezreal and Sivir fought fiercely in the room. The flying cross darts and energy cannons soon destroyed Sivir's bedroom into a mess. After fighting for a while, both of them found that fighting indoors was too restrictive, so

They all jumped into the garden below and started fighting heartily.

After a period of fighting, Ezreal discovered that whenever his skills hit Sivir, a blue buckler would always appear on Sivir. When Arcane Shot or Essence Leap hits Sivir, it will automatically

It was resolved by the buckler, and a burst of blue light was formed into Sivir's body, making Ezreal very curious.

The two of them fought for more than ten minutes in the spacious garden, and no one was hurt. After all, Sivir and Ezreal had already reached a cooperative relationship, and neither of them wanted to fight each other. Sivir was just fighting against Ezreal.

I complained about the recklessness of breaking into a private house, and wanted to teach him a lesson. But I didn't expect that Ezreal's strength was not inferior to him, which surprised Sivir.

I remember that when she was in Pitover, Ezreal was still a rookie who had just awakened her heroic talent. I think Sivir once represented Noxus in the Ionian invasion, so she could be considered a hero of the older generation.

She had reached level 16 as early as half a year ago. I thought that dealing with Ezreal would be easy, but to my surprise, Ezreal actually fought on a par with her.

Sivir, who was getting more and more surprised as she fought, finally withdrew from the battlefield, her eyes flashed with light, and she used the Insight Technique. She wanted to see what level Ezreal was now.

"Level fifteen?"

After finding out Ezreal's level information, Sivir was surprised. You know that a few months ago, Ezreal was still a level 1 rookie. How could he rise to level 10 in a few months?

What about level five?

There must be something wrong with the insight technique!

Sivir used Insight to peek at Ezreal again. The level displayed by the Insight was still level 15, and Sivir's expression looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Ezreal. How did your level increase so quickly?"

Sivir directly asked the doubts in his heart.

Ezreal also stopped: "This secret must not be revealed."

"Hmph!" Sivir snorted coldly. Just as she was about to say something, a sudden idea flashed through her head, and she recalled the Freljord amethyst that Ezreal had mentioned. She knew that the energy contained in the amethyst was ordinary.

Several times the energy crystal, is Ezreal's rocket-like upgrade speed related to the Freljord's amethyst? If this is the case, then the quality of the Freljord's amethyst is really frighteningly high.

ah.

"Are you using amethyst to upgrade?" Sivir asked tentatively.

Ezreal was stunned when he heard this, thinking that this woman's imagination is really rich. No matter how good the quality of the amethyst is, it is impossible for a first-level hero to be directly promoted to fifteen in a few months.

Level!

Ezreal was about to deny it, but then he thought, it would be better to follow her wishes and lead her into a misunderstanding. This would be beneficial to Ezreal and Ashe.

"Jiejiejie..."

Ezreal chuckled, and was about to say something when he suddenly realized that the sinister laughter was not coming from him, and that the laughter sounded somewhat familiar.

"Who is it?"

Ezreal looked along the source of the laughter and saw a black figure slowly walking out of the shadows under the moonlight.

"It's you!"

When the black shovel emerged from the shadows, Ezreal recognized this uninvited guest. The slovenly rags, black and dirty, and dirty face looked like a beggar. Isn't it the same person who visited the Howling Swamp that day?

Did you meet Yorick?

"Ezreal... finally let me find you!"

Yorick walked out with heavy steps and looked at Ezreal with an evil look on his face. Coupled with the undead energy in Yorick's body, it seemed that the entire manor was enveloped in a cold breath of death.

"It turns out to be you."

Ezreal rolled his eyes. Although he was a little surprised, it was not difficult to guess Yorick's purpose. The old lich from the Howling Swamp must have sent this guy out to catch him in order to get Khalsa back.

Those three legendary equipments of Sri Lanka.

Of those three pieces of equipment, one is in Diana's hand, the other is in Ahri's hand, and only Morello's Secret Magic Tome is in Ezreal's hand. Yorick's mission may not be completed. Besides, with Ezreal

With your current strength, it's hard to say what Yorick wants to do with Ezreal.

Yorick slammed the shovel on the ground, with unspeakable resentment in his voice: "I have been following your tracks since you left the Howling Swamp. Later I heard that you ran to Ionia, and I

I chased you all the way to Ionia, but I learned that you went to the Zhanzhan Academy to participate in some bullshit grand prix. When I rushed back to the Zhanzhan Academy, you disappeared again. I finally caught up to Habit Town, and you again

You ran into the sterile snowfield of the Freljord. It really pissed me off. I waited outside the Freljord for more than a month and finally caught you little bastard."

Speaking of this, Yorick's voice seemed to have a hint of venom: "Ezreal, tonight is the day you die!"

Ezreal laughed loudly when he heard this: "Just you?"

Ezreal glanced at Yorick with disdain, "Then let's see if you have that ability!"

Ezreal knew what Yorick was capable of, and his group of ghouls could do nothing to Ezreal. If Vayne hadn't been injured by him, Yorick might have died by Vayne's body.

He was struck by the holy silver arrow.

"Jie Jie..." Yorick didn't pay attention to Ezreal's contempt. He punched his shovel again. The ground beneath his feet cracked instantly, and a man shrouded in the aura of death peeled off the soil and crawled out.

, standing next to Yorick.

Ezreal didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when Ezreal saw the man's face clearly, his expression suddenly changed.

How could it be him? (To be continued...)


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