When all three axes flew together, Wei finally couldn't resist anymore.
Seeing the flying ax approaching, Wei, who was almost desperate, couldn't help but close her eyes.
However, the expected pain did not appear - just when the flying ax was about to hit, a translucent barrier stood in front of Wei, blocking the flying ax.
At the critical moment, Camille, who moved quickly through the hook rope, finally arrived at the scene and saved Wei's life with the spreading Hex barrier.
"Little girl, you did a good job." Camille landed lightly and even had time to joke, "Are you interested in working in Piltover?"
"Not interested." Vi curled her lips and glanced at Camille, "Are you the Gray Lady of Piltover?"
"That's right." Camille nodded, and then took steps gracefully while maintaining the shield of the Hex barrier, "Have you seen me before?"
"I've just heard about it." Wei snorted, "I hope you are as capable as Lux said."
"Oh? Listen to what you mean, how many times did Miss Lux praise me?" Camille's electronic eyes flickered a few times, seeming to be very interested in it, "I thought she would hate me, an old woman..."
Such indifferent behavior made Draven, who thought he could harvest Wei's life and then take down Caitlin to avenge Tamara, particularly unhappy. When he saw a throwing ax being directly deflected by the Hex barrier, he simply walked away.
Come up and engage in close combat with Camille.
"First the little girl, then the old woman. Today's battle is really not challenging!" The two axes were running quickly, and Draven simply changed the target, "The Gray Lady... sounds like a guy with a good background.
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"Be careful!" At this time, Tamara, who had just picked out the bullet in her leg, quickly warned, "She is Camille, the strongest in Piltover!"
Tamara's original intention was to tell Draven to be careful.
But in desperation, she used the wrong word.
The statement "the strongest" obviously does not make Draven cautious, but makes him particularly excited.
"Ha, the strongest one!" Delevingne strode forward, the ax in his hand rotated rapidly, and slashed at Camille's waist, "I like strong ones!"
Facing the sharp ax blow, Camille raised her leg gracefully.
Wei's gloves were not good at blocking the blows of the black iron flying ax, but for Camille, blocking them from the front was not a big problem.
The ax blade collided with the leg blade. Camille's posture was still elegant, but Draven's flying ax changed from forward to reverse - just as Draven could use physical strength to suppress Wei before, Camille can also use Heike
Si's transformed body suppressed Draven.
The attack was ineffective, and Draven couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. His face was full of surprise, and even the two mustaches swaying in the wind showed disbelief.
"I understand that bastard Darkwill a little bit now." Draven licked the corner of his mouth, moved back to avoid Camille's kick, and at the same time threw the flying ax out of his hand, "You are far better than what I saw.
Rise up stronger."
"Muscles do not mean strength." Camille missed a hit, leaned forward, and declared her victory unilaterally with a calm and ruthless business, "I caught you!"
Draven still wanted to fight back, but as Camille overloaded and activated her Hex Core, the amazing energy strengthened her Hex Shield, and the invincible flying ax was no longer magical this time.
This is not over yet.
In addition to filling the shield, the Hex core also constructed a Hex force field.
The abundant energy seemed to actually control Draven inside. Under the huge pressure, Draven's flying ax finally could no longer spin.
Seeing Draven struggling hard but still unable to escape from Hex's kinetic energy field, Vi and Caitlin let out a sigh at the same time.
Recalling the standard operations in the law enforcement code, Caitlin held the gun in one hand carefully and took out the handcuffs.
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The operation of arresting Draven went smoothly. After realizing that he had no ability to resist, Draven simply threw away his throwing ax and wore a large shiny white bracelet.
Tamara in the back saw no hope of escape, and was eventually caught. Tamara, who failed in her operation, did not vent her anger to the hostages, and Fisis finally saved his own life.
"Dlevin, why are you the only one picking me up?" After being handcuffed, and looking at Delevingne who didn't seem worried at all, Tamara couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Isn't that right?
Are there any warships to meet us?"
"Warship? Who said that?" Delevingne glanced sideways at his friend and showed an expression that said, "You're fucking kidding me." "If I hadn't heard that you were in trouble, there wouldn't even be a ship."
Leave it to you."
"???"
Hearing what Draven said, Tamara was finally a little confused. She clearly remembered that her superior in the War Masons organization once said that in order to obtain Hex's body modification technology, the empire would even launch a war.
But why is it that in Draven's case, even the support for his solo operation is "out of personal relationships"?
Wait, how did Draven know that he was going to kidnap someone?
This is a confidential mission of the War Stonemason, and Draven should not know about it under any circumstances!
Squinting her eyes slightly, Tamara finally fell into silence - vaguely, she noticed a subtle atmosphere.
"Don't be so nervous, Tamara." Although Delevingne's hands were handcuffed, he still looked carefree and had no consciousness of being a prisoner. "Just do what you should do, relax your mind, no
Something will happen!"
"What the hell, only people like you can relax your mind when you know nothing about it!" Tamara couldn't help snorting, "Forget it, just think of it as a vacation——
I heard that it is difficult to escape from Stillwater Prison in Piltover, but the conditions are not bad..."
"I'm sorry, I need to make a correction here." Camille, who had been listening to their conversation, corrected her. "Last year, the Piltover Parliament passed an amendment. The maximum penalty for espionage is the death penalty."
"Oh, that really scared me to death." Delevingne raised his handcuffed hands above his head without caring, and then put them behind his head, "It's a pity, I guess Tamara and I are still alive.
No."
"Then it depends on whether you can cooperate."
Draven curled his lips and stopped talking.
Behind him, Caitlin, who was in charge of escorting, spoke to Wei in a low voice after being silent for a long time.
"Sorry." At this moment, Caitlin's tone was full of loss and frustration, "Maybe you are right, I'm just a young lady who can't accomplish anything..."
"At least your marksmanship is pretty good." Wei didn't seem to care much. She just lowered her head and fiddled with her gloves distressedly. "If you want to apologize, don't come at me. I hate people who complain the most.