"Boom - rumble..."

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by thunder.

The bows and arrows had lost their effect the moment Riven rushed into the enemy formation. The Resistance's first strike only caused casualties of five or six Noxian soldiers, but the screams of their comrades only further stimulated the blood of the Noxians.

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The vision is dim, and except for a few people, everyone must always be on guard against attacks from the surroundings, as well as the "cold swords" that emerge from the slanting stabs from time to time.

There were sloping peaks on both sides of the mountain col. Without the restraint of bows and arrows, more and more Noxians rushed into the narrow mountain col, leaving only a few people to guard the carriage.

The shouts of killing shook the mountain col, and everyone's head was buzzing.

The battlefield turned into a millstone of flesh and blood. The strong wind and heavy rain quickly drained everyone's physical strength. The wet armor and clothes became extremely heavy. Every time they raised their arms, every time they slashed, the actions that had been repeated countless times were now

It will take more effort to do so.

Under such circumstances, the Ionians, who were waiting for work, would obviously have a greater advantage.

Even though the Noxians became extremely excited inspired by Riven's heroic performance, their lack of physical strength soon became apparent.

Even Riven, faced with the siege of five people, was losing her physical strength rapidly.

"We can't go on like this!"

Riven saw very clearly that an excited spirit could allow a person to use 120% of his strength, but it could not allow a person with only 50% of his strength to exert greater strength.

The current Noxian side has neither a numerical advantage nor a mental or physical advantage. It is easy to boost morale, but once it falls, it is destined to collapse like a cliff.

Faced with such a critical situation, Riven was anxious, but these Wuji Swordsmen were not ordinary people. They had the advantage of numbers and the tacit understanding formed by their years of getting along as brothers. In the face of Riven's attack, they pushed forward and retreated.

, even though Riven had the blessing of the wind, her speed was a bit faster than before, and most of her sword slashes fell into the air.

It's not that no one saw Riven's predicament, but facing the swordsman of the Wuji Sect, she didn't have the strength to break through the life-and-death barrier, it just added a few touches of red.

As her stamina was depleted, Riven had no choice but to switch from offense to defense, and could only rely on the wide blade of the rune blade to block attacks.

"Chi——"

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

A flash of sword light passed by, and a wound as deep as a sword bone was opened on Riwen's left arm, which was unable to dodge. Blood spattered and dyed her white hair red.

Riven was in pain, and struck back with a sweeping sweep of his sword, but the person who made the move dodged as expected, and the others followed closely with tacit attacks.

The anger in Riven's heart was hard to vent. The disadvantages of the battle and the disadvantage of Noxus left her with no strength, but she could only attack in vain.

And the move called "Flash Slash" that she had developed on her own could not be used in such a small and chaotic place.

With the appearance of the first wound, it indicated that Riven was in a more dangerous situation, and the Wuji Swordsmen also tacitly focused their attacks on the injured left arm.

"Is it going to end here?"

A ball of anger burned in the chest, and the red and black armor on Riven's body became more alluring after being stained with blood.

"Ka--" She dodged, and Riven narrowly dodged the sword thrust from the slant. However, the armor under her ribs was cut by the sword energy covering the long sword, revealing a part hidden under the armor.

A small piece of skin wrapped around the frenulum and a piece of skin stabbed by the sword energy.

The strong sting made Riven frown tightly. The lace that was originally worn to facilitate fighting seemed to have become a shackle to restrain her.

Together with the sword nets of the Infinite Swordsmen, a huge cage was formed to restrain Riven, the wind elf.

Hot blood flowed out, and the wounds slapped by the raindrops seemed to have flowers of blood blooming. In just a moment, the two wounds dyed half of Riven's body red.

The high braid was broken up, and the stuck hair stuck tightly to the side of the ear. Riwen was in a state of embarrassment. A few blood stains appeared on her originally strong face, making her face look a little more ferocious.

Her heart was beating loudly, constantly concentrating energy and transmitting it to every corner of her body. The burning wounds made her spirit extremely excited.

The sword made a circle, and the strong wind pressure forced several swordsmen to retreat and dodge. The anger in Riven's heart rolled like a volcano. The accumulated power made the runes on the sword brighter and brighter.

The entire sword is covered with a layer of emerald light. Under this light, a small crack near the tip of the blade becomes extremely eye-catching.

Riven's eyes looked there unconsciously. The small cracks damaged the flawless sword body, and showed a bleak color that was completely different from the emerald green.

But Riwen knew that under that dimness, there was a touch of the most sincere enthusiasm.

"Riven..."

...

My thoughts returned to a courtyard in Besilico a few months ago.

The sun was just right, and the warm afternoon sun fell on the side of Riven's face. Under the golden light, her eyes seemed to shine, which made Julian, who was meditating in the courtyard, lose his mind.

"Riven." Julian, who had lost his thoughts, shook his head, stood up, stopped meditating, and called out to Riven, who was sitting on a chair on the eaves of the courtyard.

The rune sword was placed across Riven's legs. Riven half lowered her head, her fine eyelashes unblinking, and her fingers gently caressed the sword unconsciously.

It wasn't until Julian walked closer and blocked a few meters of sunlight that Riven woke up from Julian's call. She raised her head in confusion and looked at the boy in front of her.

"Are you still thinking about that battle?" From the corner of his eye, Julian caught a glimpse of where Riven's fingers were touching. There was an obvious gap under her fingers.

Riven was stunned for a moment, and her fingers gently slid across the broken opening. The uneven black color under the gap made Riven silent.

After a long while, she gently shook her head.

Seeing this scene, Julian pursed his lips. He knew that Riven was thinking of the shocking battle with Zelos again.

In that battle, more than 30 members of the Noxian Scarlet Elite and the reserves died, while only one of the enemy's members, Zelos, died.

That battle was a huge blow to Riven.

As a highly regarded genius swordsman in Noxus, Riven was personally awarded a rune blade. Facing Ionia's Zelos, she was almost completely defeated by him.

If Julian's near death had not ignited her anger and made her risk her life to seriously injure Zelos, I am afraid that even if Julian wakes up later, he will not be able to defeat the genius of the Zan family who used the family's secret method.

After that battle, Riven, who barely survived, often fell into a trance.
Chapter completed!