The Legend of Valoran Heroes of the League of Legends

Chapter 295 The Storm of Crows
Just when Galen and Yunloyd started a fierce battle with the Naga Sea Clan, in a dense forest hideout in the Python Islands.

Putting on the windbreaker he always wore, Drizzt flicked the brim of his hat and put it on his head.

Looking around, Drizzt curled his lips, and said helplessly: "Hey, God knows where this ghostly place is. Do I have to hide here all the time and gather enough mana to get out of here!?"

After being silent for a while, Drizzt touched his chin habitually, without touching the beard he was used to, shook his head very annoyed, and said to himself: "Hey, in order to please Miss Sarah, I even Beloved's beard is all shaved, but in the end, nothing is fished."

"Yes, blame that bastard Malcolm. If it weren't for him, I guess I would have been in the same room with Miss Sarah by this time."

Drizzt began to wander aimlessly, and then muttered to himself: "It's a pity, for Miss Sarah, I have paid a lot of effort, those idiots in Zaun, how could they even look at a prisoner?" I can't help it, so I can't be so carefree now."

As he spoke, Drizzt walked out of the dense forest and came to a farmland that seemed to have been deserted for a long time.

In this farmland, the land has dried up, and some tenacious weeds have drilled out of the dry cracks. Between the ridges of the field, the ragged rags of some scarecrows that have been dilapidated are rippling with the slight sea breeze.

Looking at the entire farmland at a glance, there is a faintly visible castle among the mountains in the distance!

Drizzt, who was a little tired from walking, leaned on the trunk of a tree, drew out a card out of nowhere, and skillfully flipped it between his fingers.

Red, yellow, blue, the three colors change in succession.

Drizzt lowered his head slightly, looking at the castle in the distance, his blurred eyes covered by the shadow of the brim of his hat were full of spirits.

"There is such a magnificent castle on this ruined island. Could it be that this place was once a lost kingdom in ancient times?"

Drizzt curled his lips and said with great interest: "If this is the case, will there be any amazing treasures on this island? If there is, hehe, it can make up for my time. Loss."

"Um!?"

With a shock of mental strength, Drizzt shook his hand violently, throwing out a blue card in his hand!
The blue card crossed a phantom, and merged with a black shadow in mid-air.

"This is... a crow!?"

On the ground was a black crow with a holy blue card stuck in its belly!

Sensing the crisis, Drizzt immediately stretched his mental strength, and he was shocked to find that there were countless spots of light in the dense forest beside him!
quack quack!
quack quack!
The sound of croaking came from the dense forest!
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of countless wings vibrating!
Drizzt, who felt faintly uneasy, had already grasped a hand of cards with both hands hanging by his side!

Whoops!

The bushes were broken through, and countless black crows rushed towards us!

When Drizzt saw this, he bounced his body with strength from his back, twisted his half-overturned body in the air, swung his hands along the way, and threw out the card in his hand.

After shaking, shake your wrist, pinch the cards, and shake again!
A set of actions that go smoothly.

In mid-air, flying cards of various colors and countless black crows flapping their wings are intertwined, just like a painting!
chap!
Drizzt's card was precisely inserted on the flying black crow, making a very unpleasant sound.

Snapped!
The black crow hit by the card fell to the ground.

But, helplessly, there are too many black crows, and Drizzt's cards can no longer handle it.

In desperation, Drizzt gritted his teeth, grabbed the corner of the windbreaker with one hand, dodged sideways, and pressed the hat with the other hand to prevent it from falling.

Flocks of crows, like a gust of black wind, skipped Drizzt's side.

The black crow that flew past Drizzt pecked at Drizzt's windbreaker with its sharp beak, which made Drizzt very uncomfortable.

"Card deception!"

Drizzt yelled, turned around, threw off the windbreaker, and at the same time, brought out a skyscraper of cards!

Flying cards guard Drizzt and drive out the invading black crows.

"who!?"

Through the cards and the black crow, Drizzt saw two dark green light spots in the dense forest, he quickly put his hands behind his back, squeezed out a card, and began to flip: "Come out! Don't play tricks there!"

"Are you afraid?"

A voice that seemed to come from under the Nine Netherworld sounded from all directions, making one's hair stand on end!
Whoa!

The bushes were pushed aside, and a thin and bony figure jumped out from inside.

This person, no, this cannot be regarded as a person!

This is a scarecrow with a scythe in his hand!

"Fear me! Hahahaha!"

In the War College, there are some very mysterious places, such as the summoning room!
The summoning room is a mysterious place for powerful mages to cast summoning spells, break through the knots of the world, and summon powerful creatures from another world.

For years, Fiddlesticks stood alone in the easternmost summoning chamber of the Institute of War, his dark, dusty home pierced only by the burning green fire from his eyes.

The Messenger of Doom is here, silently waiting.

On the entire continent, all mages who have the ability to be called summoners know his cautionary tale of abusing power and acting recklessly.

Decades ago, there lived a powerful rune mage from Zaun by the name of Estefan.

After the fifth rune war, he became the number one summoner in the mainland.

Too deeply poisoned by the old magic, Estefan deviates more and more from the law of peace on the mainland.

In the final magical attempt, he finally lost control of himself, sealed himself in the easternmost summoning room, and began to chant the most forbidden spell in the summoning ceremony—a super-two-dimensional summoning!
Exactly what happened in the summoning room is unknown.

At that time, there were no heroes on the land that specifically represented Zaun.

Repeated knocking on the door of the summoning room yielded only silence.

The first apprentice to enter is instantly killed by a mysterious scythe.

The few who followed and survived were driven mad by fear, leaving only human bodies, talking incoherently about crows and death.

Fearing the evil that even Estefan could not control, the high-level Zhanzheng College at that time ordered to close all the exits of the summoning room, hoping that they would only stay within the range that they could destroy.

Years passed, and the frozen man in the summoning chamber never moved, nor killed any fools who entered.

Knowing that the summoning chamber could no longer be used, the council decided to make Fiddlesticks the executioner.

He, see the light of day again!

He seems to abide by the summoning rules of Valoran, but no one knows what he is waiting in the summoning room!
His still face gave no clue, and his scythe was ready to kill anyone who stood in his way.

Those who say "There is nothing to fear but fear itself" have not seen the Crowstorm!

And at this moment, Drizzt, is in this storm of crows!
　The relationship between cards and other heroes is a bit unclear, there is only one update, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)