League of Legends God-level Summoner

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Fear

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There were more negative emotions pouring into Lu Chuan's mind at this moment.

He was originally in the original world, but he was just a young man who had just finished the college entrance examination. He hadn't experienced big storms, let alone someone cut the throat of a living person in front of his eyes.

At most, Lu Chuan had only seen this kind of thing in the news, and he silently mourned for the poor man for a few seconds in his heart.

But now, someone died in front of him, more than one, their throats were all cut, and it was too late to even call for help.

In front of that killer, human life is as cheap as a piece of straw paper, and whether to kill or not depends entirely on his mood.

Why... they are all human, and some people can be so numb and cold. Although those soldiers and this chick in front of them are very annoying, Lu Chuan really didn't think about it.

I never hoped to see them being killed alive in front of my eyes.

If she was killed, would it be her turn next?

In front of this indifferent masked man, his throat was cut, and then he struggled and twitched on the ground, watching his back far away?

If it was just the original Lu Chuan, Lu Chuan who had achieved nothing, or Lu Chuan who had just crossed over, then maybe Lu Chuan would choose to catch him without a fight, because this guy's weird body skills and Thunder's methods seem too strong.

If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, the only one who loses is yourself, there is no need to try at all.

But now, Lu Chuan didn't want to die.

He has a partner, the charming and picturesque Janna, although she is very indifferent to him, but it is also the first time that a beautiful sister is willing to be his companion.

He still has that magical little bead in his arms. As long as he works hard to improve his strength, he can get a lot of equipment that is called the best in Valoran from the little bead.

He might also find his way home, reunited with his parents and friends.

In addition, there is another chick's life, which is also in his hands.

What if... what if we win... Lu Chuan's Adam's apple twitched.

If he wins, not only can he escape death, but this chick will also be saved.

Biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, even though the tip of the tongue had dark red blood flowing down the corner of his mouth due to too much force, Lu Chuan only had one thought in his mind right now.

"I don't want to die here, so I will replace you even if I die, you coward who dare not show his true colors!" Lu Chuan grinned, pointing the blood-red Dolan sword at the man in black.

"Jie Jie, aren't the brats in Demacia afraid of getting their tongues flashed when they say big things? How can you, who has not stepped into the brass realm, defeat me, who is already a brass 3 star? The gap between the two is not A hero's heart to save the beauty can make up for it." The man in black robe raised his hand, exposing a dagger with a cold light in the air.

"Are you ready?" The black-robed man smiled ghostly, and his figure disappeared immediately.

"Tch!" Lu Chuan snorted, but the corners of his mouth clenched tightly were not relaxed. His eyes were fixed on his surroundings, in all directions, that guy might come out and stab him at any time.

Suddenly, Lu Chuan felt a wave of air flow on the right side of his body, as if it was brought up by someone passing by him.

Perhaps because he has been with Janna for the past few days, Lu Chuan's perception of airflow is slightly higher than that of ordinary people.

It was this that saved Lu Chuan's life.

"啨!" After Lu Chuan caught the black-robed man's trajectory, he drew his sword across his chest, just in time to meet the black-robed man's blow, and the two weapons collided fiercely, making a crisp sound.

The black-robed man failed to succeed with one blow, so he hurriedly pulled back. A qualified assassin does not stand up and masturbate, but distances himself from him when his blow fails, looking for a second chance.

"Huh...huh..." Lu Chuan was a little short of breath. The blow just now was too desperate. For the black-robed man, he just retreated and looked for opportunities if he failed in one blow. Dead.

"Huh?" The black-robed man was a little surprised when he saw that Lu Chuan had actually blocked his own blow. He looked at the slender blood-colored long blade in his hand, and a hint of greed burst out of his eyes, "Brass Middle Grade weapons?"

In the mainland of Valoran, the preciousness of equipment is much more precious than the strength of warriors of the same level.

Let’s talk about the weapon itself first. Only weapons that have reached the low-grade brass will contain attributes. The higher the weapon’s grade, the more powerful the attributes it contains. Weapons that are lower than low-grade brass are no different from kitchen knives sold on the market.

Let's talk about the production of weapons, because the manufacture of weapons needs to cross the ranks. A warrior of the brass rank has no strength to build even a low-grade brass weapon. Only at the silver rank can there be such a glimmer of hope, and It also depends on whether the samurai has the talent of a blacksmith. This talent is one in a thousand, so blacksmiths are very rare in Valoran.

There is no lack of some masters in Demacia who have surpassed the brass and even reached the silver level, but their reputation is not as great as that of the Brogrand blacksmith, which can be seen.

This situation has led to many warriors of the same level not being able to use weapons of the same level. Most of the warriors of the brass level still use weapons made by the most common blacksmiths. Things that can be done with a few silver coins, the weapon itself has no value.

Even for a samurai with a brass 1 star, it is very rare to have a low-grade brass weapon.

But Lu Chuan, a rookie who hasn't even reached the Bronze rank, is holding a middle-grade brass weapon in his hand!

This makes the man in black who is still using the most common type of dagger so unmoved?

And if it wasn't for the weapon in Lu Chuan's hand that took away most of the black-robed man's strength for him, I'm afraid Lu Chuan would have been separated by now.

This shows how high a status a good weapon really has.

"Boy, hand over the weapon in your hand, I may consider to spare your life." The black-robed man pondered for a while, then raised his eyes to stare at Lu Chuan.

"Are you 484 stupid?" Lu Chuan glanced at the black-robed man contemptuously, "After I give you the weapon, my life is no longer up to me. At least now I can resist for a while, so you think I will give you the weapon You?"

"Jie Jie, you are really naive. Do you think you can really stop me? The me just now didn't even show 50% of my strength. Since you don't cherish the chance to survive, then I can only take you Just kill it and take the sword back." The black-robed man smiled coldly, and immediately disappeared in place again.

This time it was faster than last time, Lu Chuan's brows were serious, his eyes fixed on his surroundings.

But this time, Lu Chuan felt the surge of air in all directions.

The guy circled around him several times in an instant, causing Lu Chuan to not be able to lock the position well, and he didn't know when he would show up and give a fatal blow.

"Can you still lock me? Young guy." The voice of the man in black came from the left ear.

Lu Chuan was startled suddenly, swung his sword and slashed towards the left, but the figure of the man in black robe appeared on the right side of Lu Chuan, with a strange smile on his mouth, and stabbed the dagger in his hand towards Lu Chuan's neck.

Lu Chuan only felt a chill on his neck and a shock in his heart, but he didn't have time to draw his sword to resist.

"Die!" The smile on the corner of the black-robed man's mouth gradually widened. He seemed to have seen the scene where the cold dagger was about to pierce Lu Chuan's throat.

But at this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly flashed by the door, followed by that beautiful figure shouting in a low voice, "Fengyi!"

"Buzz!" There was a sudden gust of wind in the room. Lu Chuan, who was about to have his neck cut, was pushed back a few steps because of the gust of wind, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

And the black-robed man was too forced to open his eyes because of the gust of wind, so he stabilized his figure and clenched the dagger in his hand.

"Now!" Janna, who arrived, only glanced at the room, and when she saw a few corpses lying on the ground, she immediately understood everything. She hurriedly shouted to Lu Chuan.

Because of the sudden gust of wind, the black-robed man had no idea what the situation was, so he had to carefully defend on the spot.

As for an assassin, defense is the least good thing. Now is the best time for Lu Chuan to attack. If he misses it, even Janna may not be able to help him. After all, Janna is only a 4-star brass.

Lu Chuan gritted his teeth tightly, clenched the Dolan sword in his hand, and his arms began to tremble faintly.

An inconspicuous purple light slowly climbed onto the hilt, adding a strange gleam to the blood-red Dolan sword.

"Explosive slash!!!" Lu Chuan raised his sword and dashed two steps forward. When he rushed to the man in black robe, he swung the sword horizontally.

Lu Chuan is not very familiar with this skill, but the middle-grade brass weapon, coupled with the double-strength skill, has a murderous intent, approaching the black-robed man.

The black-robed man had already felt the overwhelming killing intent spread, he was startled, and hurriedly blocked it with a dagger across his waist.

It's a pity, how can the ordinary dagger resist the sharpness of the brass middle-grade weapon.

Besides, it was a blow that contained skills.

"Ding!" The sharp Dolan sword cut off the dagger easily, and at the same time sank into the half waist of the man in black robe.

"You...how could it be...it's just...just a kid who hasn't even stepped into the brass steps...how could I...will die..." The black-robed man's face turned pale, he looked down Looking at the big wound on the waist, blood splashed out.

Half of the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, following his fallen figure.

Before he even died, he didn't want to understand why he was defeated by a kid who had no strength at all.

The black-robed man died, and the bloody Dolan sword in Lu Chuan's hand fell to the ground unbearably. He stared straight at the black-robed man who was killed by him in front of him. On his waist, the blood continued to flow slowly. It flowed out slowly, followed by the crushed internal organs, and Lu Chuan's pupils suddenly shrank sharply.

I... I killed someone?

Did you kill someone...

"Ouch!" Suddenly a feeling of nausea welled up in his heart, Lu Chuan covered his mouth and jumped up from the ground, pushed Janna who was standing at the door away, and ran towards the door.

【The update is late, sorry】