"As a night hunter, I fell at the feet of darkness."
Watching Yorick take Ezreal away, Vayne clenched her fists unconsciously. She was unwilling but helpless. It was sheer fantasy for her to chase Yorick and take back Ezreal because she was exhausted.
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What Ezreal said before came to mind, and Vayne's heart was touched. Although his behavior was a bit evil, he was still a man of love and justice. What's more, if it hadn't been for him, he would have become a date by now.
The soul died under Rick's shovel.
"If I had known this, I would have brought more life potions, damn it."
Vayne's fist hit the ground hard, her expression really made her unwilling to give in.
"Huh? Ghoul..."
When there was nothing to do, the group of ghouls wandering blindly not far away caught Vayne's attention. This group of ghouls lost Yorick's control and ran around like a group of headless flies.
Not a shred of sanity.
"God is really helping me!"
The corner of Vayne's mouth curled up slightly, and the look of frustration disappeared.
For every sharpshooter, physical strength stealing magic equipment is indispensable. Physical strength stealing equipment can steal physical strength from the enemy, greatly improving the sharpshooter's endurance in battle. Auctioned from Sivir in Pitover
No expense was spared in auctioning Rigg's lamp, which shows the sharpshooters' persistence in stealing equipment.
Among all the stamina-stealing equipment, the legendary equipment with an attack bonus of up to 100 and a full 18% stamina-stealing rate, the Blood-Drinking Sword, is the artifact that all sharpshooters dream of. Unfortunately, the Blood-Drinking Sword happens to be in Night Hunter Wei.
In En's hands, as for the group of ghouls, aren't they the best supplies?
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As Ezreal was being escorted back to the Howling Swamp by Yorick, he couldn't help but wonder whether Vayne would fulfill her promise.
To be honest, Ezreal doesn't trust Vayne too much. After all, they are completely on opposite sides. Ezreal also doesn't understand Vayne's character and conduct. Although he saved her, human nature is so elusive.
It's too hard to explain. In the past life of the Earth, newspapers reported many examples of repaying kindness with enmity. Unless forced, Ezreal would not place his last hope on Vayne.
Ezreal didn't know how Karsus would treat him. If he gave the three pieces of equipment back to Karsus, would he let himself live? But Ezreal hadn't officially joined the League of Legends. No.
Protected by the League of Legends ban, if Karthus wanted to kill him, he really had no worries.
It was an unpleasant feeling to have one's fate in someone's hands. If he wanted to escape, he could only escape before reaching Howling Swamp. If he returned to Howling Swamp, he would have no chance.
"Be more honest with me, boy."
Perhaps sensing Ezreal's slightest movement, Yorick shook Ezreal in his hand to prevent this kid from playing any tricks.
"Look at me looking like this, what other tricks can I do?" Ezreal said helplessly.
Indeed, Ezreal is extremely weak now and may enter a coma at any time. He can only try his best to stay conscious, and he has been planning an escape plan in his head.
The fish meat is on the chopping board.
However, thinking of Diana being able to escape danger, Ezreal couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
Yorick walked for about ten minutes and came to the wild forest in front of the Howling Swamp. As long as he passed through this wild forest, he could reach the Howling Swamp.
"You brat, just pray. I have never seen Karsus suffer such a loss at the hands of anyone. I think Karsus will definitely extract your soul from your body, enslave your soul, and make you become
One of his loyal servants."
Seeing Ezreal's frustrated expression, Yorick couldn't help but speak. To be honest, Yorick somewhat admired this kid Ezreal, but he was just a fifth-level rookie, not to mention that he stole Karthus' equipment.
, actually escaped the curse of Karsus Requiem, this kid is really good at it.
I remember Yorick working as the ferryman of the undead on the Shadow Isles. He was such an awesome person. Unfortunately, when he returned to Valoran to look for his body, he accidentally hit Karthus. I’ll pay for it.
The lady lost her troops again, and not only failed to ferry Karsus, she lost her freedom and became his slave.
Life is like a coffee table, full of washing utensils and cups!
"Pfft"
When Yorick was sighing in his heart, he heard a sharp sound breaking through the air, and there was an unbearable pain in his ribs. Yorick looked down and his pupils suddenly shrank.
On the ribs, there was a holy silver arrow that penetrated three points of the flesh!
"This... night hunter?"
Yorick naturally recognized that this was the unique arrow of the Night Hunter, but hadn't the Night Hunter been defeated by him long ago? How could he catch up again?
"You may have forgotten that there is a piece of equipment called a blood-drinking sword. Thank you for the ghoul."
"Blood-drinking sword?" Vayne's voice echoed in the deserted forest. She could only hear her voice but not see her. Yorick tried hard to locate Vayne's position through his voice, but was unable to capture her position at all.
Yorick finally understood why Vayne was chasing after him. Unexpectedly, the blood-drinking sword was actually on Vayne. Using the blood-drinking sword's physical strength stealing ability, Vayne could recover by attacking the ghouls she left behind.
own physical strength.
"Whoosh!"
Two more holy silver arrows with a sharp cold light were fired from an extremely tricky direction. Yorick couldn't dodge at all. The two holy silver arrows pierced into Yorick's back. Three holy silver marks appeared.
After overlapping, powerful real damage erupted. Yorick fell to the ground in shock and fear, and Ezreal in his hand rolled aside.
The Night Hunter's Holy Silver Three Arrows are indeed well-deserved. As a magic warrior with high resistance, Yorick does not have the incredible copying talent ability of Ezreal.
Three arrows in hand?
Moreover, the Holy Silver Arrow Crossbow was his nemesis. The real damage caused by the three consecutive arrows caused Yorick to break into a cold sweat. Coupled with the poisoning effect of the Holy Silver Arrow Crossbow, Yorick completely lost his combat effectiveness and could only fight.
He fell to the ground and watched Vayne slowly emerge from the darkness.
"Haha, I fell into your hands in the end." Seeing Vayne slowly walking out of the darkness, Ezreal couldn't help but laugh out loud. It's so difficult to find a way out of doubts, and there is a bright future and a bright future!
"Why, are you happy to fall into my hands?"
"Yes, I'm very happy. At least my life was saved, haha." Ezreal robbed three Demacian friends before, and now it's not a good thing to fall into the hands of the Demacians, but it's better than falling into the hands of the Demacians.
Karthus is strong in his hands.
"By the way, where is my friend?" Seeing Vayne coming alone, Ezreal asked quickly.
"She's fine. I hid her in a safe place."
"Oh...that's good."
Ezreal, who was relaxed, felt tiredness coming like a tide. He was seriously injured today, and he gritted his teeth and persisted for so long. Even a tough man couldn't bear it. Now he is out of danger, and his eyelids weigh more than a thousand pounds. I heard that
After Diana was found safe, Ezreal tilted his head and fell asleep.
Vayne looked at the unconscious Ezreal at her feet with a complicated expression. She paused for a long time, with a look of struggle on her face. She was obviously thinking about how to deal with this guy. Reason and principle were at war fiercely. After thinking for a long time, Vayne seemed to have some idea.
Deciding, she bent down and picked up Ezreal, turned around and left.
"You can't take him away!"
Yorick's hysterical roar came from behind. Yorick knew what would happen if he returned empty-handed, and he did not dare to face Karthus' wrath.
But Vayne didn't care about Yorick either. She held Ezreal in her arms, walked slowly, and soon disappeared into the darkness. Yorick's angry roar could be heard vaguely from behind: "Night Hunter! No matter where you go,
Wherever you go... I, Yorick, will definitely chase you, and I swear to turn you into one of my captive ghouls!"
