Legend of Valoran

"Sarah...Sarah...Sarah?"

The screen could not continue to project the specific images of Sarah and Fiona. Caitlin tried to communicate with the three through the communicator.

But under a continuous noisy busy tone, the communicator seemed to be disturbed by something, and the Magic Satellite could not get in touch with the communicator.

"Damn it!"

As the three of Sarah broke contact, the anxious Caitlin punched her right hand and slammed it heavily on the console.

Oriana patted Caitlin on the shoulder, and comforted: "Don't worry, there is Acacia's circle nearby, we can try to use the magic satellite to analyze it, maybe we can communicate!"

With Olianna's comfort, Caitlin also calmed down a bit. Now that their command Sarah went underground, the current situation should be controlled by her experienced female police officer.

Thinking of the news from the Dreyus team before, she took a deep breath and calmly said to Oriana: "Let’s meet Dreyus and Irelia first. Now the center is full of demons, I Worried that we are late, maybe they will also encounter greater danger!"

Hearing this, Olianna, who understood the meaning of her friend, also condensed her expression, quickly pressing the complicated buttons on the console.

Caitlin also pressed the button to transfer the picture of analyzing the interference signal to the sub-screen on the right, and the picture of the main screen was also switched to Irelia and Dreyus.

But when Caitlin and the two saw the scene where Irelia and Dreyus were shot flying together by high-level demons through the screen, their pupils shrank instantly.

"Olianna, maximize the speed of the Refik. We must support Irelia and the others as soon as possible!"

As the scene of Arelia being ravaged by high-level demons one after another, Caitlin decided to support them as soon as possible.

The Refik, hovering above the center of Shurima, turned slowly under the control of Oriana, moving in the direction where Irelia and the other two were, passing Shurima faster and faster Over the desert.

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Trying to stabilize her figure in mid-air, Irelia had a heart-to-heart connection with the handed down sword, and with the help of the handed down sword's autonomous consciousness, she turned herself into another attack on the huge high-level demon.

Perceiving Irelia's counterattack, the black big hand of the high-order demon ejected a thick, dark liquid.

Irelia, unable to dodge, forcibly wanted to split the liquid with a sword, but the moment her sword touched the viscous liquid, the liquid split apart, bypassing her sword, and spilled all on her body .

Immediately afterwards, those liquids bound her body tightly like sticky gels.

As a result, the body of the demon flew to a sudden stop in mid-air. The more she tried to break free, the tighter the sticky black liquid bound her body.

The viscous liquid is more tenacious than the vine, even though Irelia tried her best, she couldn't move.

The body was falling fast uncontrollably, and seeing her about to hit the ground, a sturdy figure appeared in her sight and caught her tightly bound body.

"Dreus!" exclaimed the brawny's name, and Irelia's pretty face flashed with joy.

With a dull hum, I was surprised that Irelia glanced at Dreyus, who was smiling at him, and glanced at the giant high-level demon running towards him. While running in the opposite direction, she tried to split tightly with an axe. The black liquid that binds Irelia.

Just like Irelia, who tried all the methods before, no matter how Dreyus tried to help Irelia out of her bondage, it would have no effect.

From time to time, looking back at the high-level demon that was getting closer and closer behind him, Dreyus oozes countless sweat from his body running wild under the scorching sun.

Irelia couldn't get rid of her **** even when she saw Dreyus, she was cruel and gritted her teeth: "Let me go and run!"

When Irelia staring at her arms said such words, Dreyus, who had never thought of running away alone, was shocked.

Then he thought about what Arelia had said to him and the Noxians in Noxus before, and he was relieved again.

It seems that Irelia still doesn't want to believe that their Noxians will do their best to help the Alliance, and they have a prejudice against him.

Although he respects the idea of ​​respecting the strong, he still does not abandon his companions when facing danger. Angry at Irelia's repeated misunderstandings, Dreyus said with a fierce face: "Do you think I'm a perfidious person?"

Shocked by Dreyus's sudden change of complexion, Irelia's head was a little confused. When did she say that she thought he was a treacherous person?

Although she didn't like the Noxians, and even the Dreyus, who had invaded Ionia with the army, she still wouldn't do anything to affect the alliance relationship at this time.

I really couldn't understand where her instinctive words made Dreyus hear that she thought he was a perfidious person, and Irelia also faced Dreyus's ferocious gaze unwillingly.

"I haven't said this before!" He replied coldly, and she who didn't like Dreyus even showed her disgust.

Delius sighed and said solemnly: "I won't leave my companion, don't worry!"

After finishing talking, Dreyus didn't care whether Irelia believed it or not, he raised his head and looked forward, trying his best to lead the high-level demons away from the survivors.

However, his speed was still too slow in the eyes of the giant high-level demon, and the huge magic hand fell straight from the sky, trying to grab the two of Dreyus directly into the palm of his hand.

After rolling on the sand for several times, Dreyus, who had avoided the magic hand, shook the sand on his body and continued to run wildly.

Seeing Dreyus, who was extremely small in his eyes, avoided his magic hand, the giant high-level demon roared. He stared fiercely at the black liquid on Irelia, his hideous face revealed a wicked smile.

Under his control, the black liquid spread silently to Dreyus who was holding Irelia. When Dreyus noticed something was wrong, the black liquid had already left Irelia, entangled him.

A staggered and fell on the sand, Dreyus, who was tightly bound by the black liquid, fell to the ground immobile.

"Dreus!" Irelia screamed, and she hurriedly helped Dreus without her restraints.

But as the huge hand of the high-level demon held her body tightly in the palm of her hand, Irelia only felt that her body was being corroded by the black demon energy every moment.

The huge high-level demon's right hand grabbed Dreyus into the palm of his hand again, left and right, trying to pinch Irelia as ants alive.

"Cough cough cough..."

As the demon's hand became tighter and tighter, Arelia's pretty face became more and more red because of her inability to breathe, and her body was also ravaged by the devil without mercy, and there was a sound of bone fragmentation.

As her consciousness became more and more blurred, Irelia's right hand holding the handed down sword gradually loosened, and the handed down sword fell straight into the sand.

It seems that the master's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and the handed down sword clanks, as if crying.

Seeing Irelia was about to be pinched to death by the demon, deep in her fading soul, the elder brother Zelos who had dreamed of her once again appeared in her subconscious, encouraging her.

The immortal will is as sharp as a blade, awakening Irelia's dizzy consciousness. A hint of ice cold gradually swept through her body, and the icy blue dragon image rolled in her mind with a raging ice flame.

The icy dragon roar like Xuanbing poured into her blade-like will, and the two slowly merged into one.

The whole body of Irelia was so cold that the demon screamed and let go of her hand. Irelia, who had not fully awakened her consciousness, only relied on instinct to stabilize her figure on the sand, and the handed down sword that felt the master's breath also flew back to her.

The cold face was gradually infiltrated by the cold air, exuding bursts of profound cold air, and the icy blue dragon scales gradually climbed up from Irelia's chin, around the periphery of her cheeks to the base of her ears.

The tightly closed eyes opened slowly, and there were some dragon scale patterns on both sides of Irelia's eyes.

With a faint lip, Irelia's stale breath turned into a thorn of profound ice in the hot desert and fell to the ground.

Far beyond the previous power surged in her body, her slightly constricted eyes once again faced the high-level demons, bursting with a chill that made the demons tremble.

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