Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Lux nodded.

Ahri was a little surprised, she thought Lux would help Demacia repel the rioting mages.

As a result, Lux did not do so.

However, this is Lux.

"Galio, be careful, don't step on ordinary people." Lux climbed up a castle and shouted.

She looked at the corpse on the ground, full of pain.

Civilians, mages, and soldiers, when the country is in turmoil, everyone is doomed.

They are one, they are Demacia!

Galio looked like a bulky machine, and when he looked at Lux, he had a warm smile on his face.

"Little man, I will be careful."

Galio's body leaned down slightly, and his huge wings slowly closed. A group of mages and soldiers who were fighting suddenly stopped fighting, and all the weapons in their hands were aimed at Galio.

The weapon rattled against the stone statue, and some white dust drifted down, but Galio just gently separated them.He was as careful as possible not to break the hands and feet of these "little people".

"Crush their formation for me!"

Silas threw a chain in his hand towards a mage who was rescued by Galio. The chain was tightly wrapped around the mage's neck, and the magic in the mage's body was drawn out along the chain of the forbidden magic stone.

The mage's face began to twist, and the fear of death made him struggle non-stop, as if he wanted to grab something.

Galio looked at the mage in his hand, her neck was almost broken by Silas.

Galio quickly put the mage on the ground.

Silas slammed the mage into the Dauntless's shield with a powerful slam, and charged himself.

Silas slammed into the shield hard.

A soldier was knocked down, and before he broke through the shield formation, a new shield was immediately added.

When Silas wanted to call someone to charge, he found that there were only a dozen of his men left.

The huge moving stone statue is still taking people out of the city.

"Lux."

Silas looked up at Lux on the castle, "Duran Stone was summoned by you?"

"Aren't you a mage? Wouldn't it be good to defeat this dirty kingship with me and build a brand new Demacia? Shouldn't mages be oppressed for 1000 or 1 years?"

Silas looked at Lux and questioned her.

"Sorry I can't go with you."

Lux once regarded Silas as a friend, and she knew what kind of person Silas was like better than anyone.

A long time ago, Silas was just a child of demons.

He longs to serve Demacia.

But that was just before.

Demacia transformed Silas, the shadowy prison, and turned him into an extreme thug.

Now Silas just wants Demacia to be destroyed.

Demacia may be sorry for Silas.

But she can't help him.

"Silas, I'm sorry..."

There was a flash of apology in Lux's expression, she thought of the child in Biangou Town a long time ago.

If it weren't for Demacia, Sylas wouldn't have turned into a mob.

But no if.

"Galio!"

Lux yelled at Galio, "Grab Silas..."

"No."

Ahri quickly stopped, "Lax, Silas can't escape, just let the Fearless Pioneer catch him."

Ahri knows that Galio is a magical creature, and it has absorbed a lot of magic in its body for hundreds of years.

These magics did not disappear, but accumulated.

And Silas can steal magic.

"I come!"

Jarvan IV had just arrived in the city and found that the war seemed to subside. He looked at Lacus and Galio.

I already understand in my heart...

Chapter 632 Fighting heart, until death!

The Xiongdu of Demacia.

Jarvan IV held the dragon gun in his hand and walked towards Silas, his golden armor shining brightly in the smoke of the city.

"Your Highness."

Xin Zhao followed suit.

Jarvan IV blocked him with his hands, and the two men did not speak much, and their hearts were connected.

For Demacia, this war is already doomed.

Jarvan IV must end it himself.

"Thug Silas, you gathered my people, committed atrocities in my land, slaughtered my fellow countrymen, confronted the royal family and nobles, and destabilized Demacia. I, Jarvan IV Lightshield, will judge you! "

Jarvan IV approached step by step, and every step he took, the air around him seemed to become more dignified.

Everyone was watching him with bated breath.

"Hahaha, little prince, do you think you can catch me with your delicate hands?"

Silas had a sneer on his face.

He seemed a little excited, probably because he remembered the scene where he captured Jarvan IV a year ago.

He didn't have time to cut off the prince's head.

And now he has a new chance.

Jarvan IV casually threw a spear, and the spear landed in front of Silas, "Take it!"

The strong coercion made people breathless, and Silas could faintly feel that Jarvan IV in front of him was very different from a year ago.In his eyes, Jarvan IV was just a young man with glory in his heart.

This kind of person can be seen everywhere.

This kind of person is not worth mentioning.

But now, he has a special aura on his body, with a strong figure and a heroic spirit, and a certain kind of firm belief can be seen in his eyes.The current Jarvan IV is completely different from Jarvan III, but there are certain similarities.

"unnecessary."

Silas picked up the spear, grinning at the corners of his mouth, and then put the spear aside again.

He stretched out his hands, and the two heavy white forbidden magic stone chains hung straight down. He closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, as if he wanted to embrace freedom.He has always wanted to break the cage of Demacia.

He paid a lot for it and did a lot for it.

But in the end fate cannot be controlled.

Silas didn't look back at the controlled mages, he just closed his eyes, breathing the breath of this land.

He knew he had failed again this time.

However, there was a sense of relief in his heart. He had encountered injustice and suffered all kinds of hardships in his life.

In his life, he killed many people.

But the end was about to come, and the fearless vanguard surrounded him, and Jarvan IV's Dragon Spear flickered coldly.

Everyone in the capital wanted him dead.

But there is one more thing he wants to do now, and that is to kill the aloof Demacia prince in front of him.

Tell people that the royal family is not unshakable!

Silas's hands clenched gradually, the knuckles rattled, and the Spellstone chains began to vibrate.

The energy of the whole body is converging towards his hands.

Silas rushed towards Jarvan IV, and the two chains stretched towards Jarvan IV like his arms.

Jarvan IV steadied his footsteps, exerted strength on his waist, and drove the Dragon Spear, ruthlessly sweeping away Silas' chains.

Then the first shot was fired.

Xin Zhao stood not far away, watching Jarvan IV quietly, he neither approached nor left.

He will rush up any moment.

The premise is that Jarvan IV's life is threatened.

Jarvan IV learned the art of fighting from him since he was a child, and he started to learn to pull the dragon gun when he was very young.

This year, it has continued to improve.

Now, even Xin Zhao cannot guarantee that he can defeat this young prince.

The extremely sharp shot shocked Silas.

"Ha ha…"

Silas smiled. He wrapped the dragon gun with the magic stone chains, and a stream of black magic seeped out, along the dragon gun, crawling towards Jarvan IV's hand, like black poisonous snakes .

He was excited about Jarvan IV's growth.

The stronger the king.

The more fun it is to kill.

He wants to make this country fear and doubt, and he wants everyone to reflect on everything before.

The more unbreakable it is, the more it must be broken.

Only in this way can there be new possibilities.

"Crack..."

There was a sound of metal friction, and the barrel of the triggering dragon gun suddenly turned, and then the tip of the gun fell off.

Jarvan IV, holding a gun, rammed into Silas with overwhelming momentum, so fast and unstoppable.

The heavy impact caused Silas to fall to the ground.

Under the pull of the mechanism, the tip of the spear that had fallen off was re-integrated with the barrel of the spear, and Jarvan IV stabbed a second time.

The precision is incomparable, and it is bound to kill with one blow.

Xin Zhao's resolute eyes flashed a wave, and he knew that the timing of this shot was extremely well controlled.

Even he may not be able to escape.

The growth of Jarvan IV made him gratified and yearned for him.

Silas released the energy in his body, and a solid stone wall several meters high rose up, blocking him.

Jarvan IV did not retract the gun, but used both hands violently the moment the tip of the gun touched the stone wall.

He gritted his teeth, concentrated all his strength at one point, and spun the Dragon Spear, piercing into the stone wall as if piercing tofu, without any pause or hindrance. A little cold.

The will to fight surged in Jarvan IV's heart, and he seemed unable to feel his own body.

All mental power is on this gun.