When Swain regained consciousness, he was lying flat on a rooftop.
The broad demon wings had disappeared at this time, leaving only a lot of hard and tough feathers that scratched his commander's windbreaker to tatters - Swain tried to turn over and stretched out his arms, thinking
Support yourself to stand up.
However, just such a simple action made Swain's world spin. He squeezed his eyes hard and barely cleared the Venus in front of his eyes. Only then did Swain realize that a crow was standing there.
In front of him, he tilted his head and stared at himself.
"You're awake!" The crow naturally hesitated. It stared at Swain for a while, and after confirming Swain's condition, it finally flapped its wings with satisfaction, "You can still move. It seems that at least your life is saved.
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"Where are my soldiers?" Swain looked at the unfamiliar scenes around him, his heart sinking, "Also, where are they?"
"Who knows?" Lamer shook his head, "Saving your life has consumed my demonic power. Now I don't have time to pay attention to those ordinary people who have been erased."
Erased?!
Larmer's answer made Swain's blood pressure soar - that is to say, Larmer controlled the devil's wings to save himself and abandoned the soldiers who followed him!
And without Swain's command, the results of those soldiers...
Thinking of this, Swain felt a twinge of pain in his heart.
Even though this was not his original intention, after being named in the soul-stealing scroll and losing consciousness, Swain passively became a deserter who abandoned his soldiers and fled for his life alone.
After realizing this, Swain fell down on his back, almost out of breath.
As a commander of the battle, he escaped from the battle when the outcome was not decided. This kind of thing Swain once despised was now happening to him - even if Swain knew very well that he would not be able to stay if he stayed.
It may not be able to change the situation of the battle, but he still can't pass his own level.
In the eyes of many people, Swain is a very stern person. He is always meticulous from head to toe, inside and out. In the military, whether he is enforcing military laws or assigning tasks, he has no mercy.
speak.
However, for such a stern and almost harsh person, thousands of veterans can follow him to the death. Why?
It's because Swain treats everyone equally.
In the army, Swain never cared about who your father or your mother was. He worked and deserved the same credit without giving any discount.
Outside the military, he would not tolerate anyone who harmed Noxus, even if the person doing so was his own flesh and blood.
Swain is harsh, but this harshness comes from his love for the Noxus Empire and his pursuit of Noxian equality - not only for others, but also for himself.
Therefore, when he realized that he had escaped from the battlefield, Swain even had the idea of punishing himself and committing suicide on the spot.
Fortunately, he is still sane after all.
After a while, he managed to calm down and slowly got up.
The situation at the college is over. Now Swain needs to rush to the parliament building and take away the last available person!
"Can the Devil's Wings still work?" He supported the wall and barely stood up, "I want to go to the parliament building!"
"Of course." Lamer laughed again, "It seems you have recovered... You are indeed my favorite partner!"
"Stop talking nonsense." Swain took a deep breath, "Let's go quickly, we don't have much time!"
The crow flapped its wings, flew onto Swain's shoulders, and then disappeared - the next moment, the devil's wings behind Swain opened again, carrying him crookedly as he took off from the rooftop, in mid-flight.
In a semi-gliding manner, it drifted towards the north.
Then, just as Swain was about to leave the neighborhood, he heard a familiar shout.
"Swain!"
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Unlike the fearless soldiers, as a war mason, Tamara did not think that timely retreat was a wrong thing - so, when Swain flapped his wings and withdrew from the battlefield, she grabbed Draven.
, dragging him away directly.
Delevingne still wanted to struggle, but just when he grabbed his throwing ax, Tamara directly grabbed his beard. Now that his weakness was caught, Delevingne could only call Tamara.
He clicked lightly and followed her behind with rapid strides.
And almost as soon as the two people fled, Kalya's fossilized sand spell exploded among the Noxian soldiers who had not received the order to retreat and still maintained their fighting formation, swallowing them up like a quicksand vortex.
the lives of these soldiers.
Seeing that the area of the quicksand whirlpool was getting bigger and bigger, Tamara took Draven without hesitation and hid in a nearby sewer pipe.
Along this pipeline, the two people ran wildly.
Tamara is lucky.
Because Zaun cut off Piltover's direct sewage pipes three years ago, some of Piltover's sewage pipes have been rebuilt - the newly repaired pipes have redundancies in many places, and considering the cost factor
, the construction team also did not perform backfilling.
(Piltover’s labor is more than a little more expensive than Zaun.)
Before Tamara copied Hex's body modification technology, she was responsible for the surveying and mapping work in the college area, so she took Draven with her and quickly found an abandoned pipe diagonally upward, and avoided it here.
A raging tide of quicksand.
And when Tamara finally made sure that the surrounding area was safe and took Delevingne out of the ground, she unknowingly arrived at the business district.
"So we just ran away?" Delevingne, who could finally breathe heavily, seemed a little dissatisfied. "To be honest, I really want to throw an ax at that guy..."
"Calm down, don't seek death."
"That's Draven's unique brave, charming, and bold kind - ah, it hurts!"
Seeing that the unattractive guy in front of her seemed to be talking, Tamara's fingers quickly reached out and put them on Delevingne's arm. She pinched and twisted with great familiarity as if she had practiced countless times.
The pain of skin and flesh separation made Delevingne take a breath, and then he shut his mouth honestly. Although Delevingne often looks like he is generous, at the same time, he has always upheld the principle that a good man will not suffer the consequences in front of him.
As long as she grasps this principle, Tamara can always make him act the way he wants.
Just like that, Tamara dragged Draven again and headed straight for the parliament building.
Then, Draven saw a black shadow passing through the air, took a closer look, and then shouted Swain's name loudly.
