Chapter six hundred and sixty sixth victory announced
She finally accepted the weapon, remembered how to use it, and inspired the rune magic on the sword, knocking Draven's flying axe back.
Draven caught the flying axe and looked into the depths of the smoke and dust in confusion.
Everyone held their breath at the same time, and the silence was like death, spread throughout the audience, and only the sound of flying axes circling through the air were left in the venue.
But before the smoke and dust had dissipated, a figure rushed out of it and rushed towards Draven.
Draven saw Riven rushing towards him and decisively threw a flying axe at her. The flying axe split into two sides in the air and strangled towards Riven's chest and abdomen!
Riven rotated her body and waved her sword with her backhand, knocking away her deadly flying axe!
Draven's eyes rolled up, and there was Riven between the landing points of the flying axe. Riven learned to be smart and slapped his flying axe away, leaving him with the option of close combat.
So he could sacrifice his life and hold the only axe with both hands and chop at Riven!
Riven swung his sword and slashed horizontally, and his sword moves opened and closed, deliberately revealing flaws.
Draven felt familiar with this scene, and subconsciously used a sliding shovel to pass by the sword to pick up the flying axe behind her.
But Riven made a move temporarily, and a trace of evil light shone on the talisman seal of the broken sword. She was covered with a green light shield and suddenly hit Draven with a quick step.
boom!
Draven raised his axe to resist, but the impact brought by Riven at this moment was no less than a dragon lizard running at full speed!
He was knocked out by Riven, and his body rubbed violently on the ground and brought up a ray of smoke and dust. Finally, he slid to the foot of the wall before he could barely stop. His axe was gone for a long time.
The dust settles and the outcome is revealed.
Riven, the only one standing in the arena, became the winner and won freedom.
Riven stood in front of the unconscious Draven, looking at the latter with her eyes as bright as stars in the dark night sky.
She was confirming Draven's life and death, but fortunately, this guy was very hard-working and just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
She didn't finish the fight because she knew that this was the best ending. If Draven was killed by mistake, Draeas would never let her go. Leaving a glimmer of life for others is also responsible for her second hometown. Those Noxus soldiers who are wandering on the land of birth will not kill the elderly, weak, women and children without reason without threat.
Suddenly, she found that the fanatical cry echoed in the arena was mixed with some unknown noises, and she seemed to be staring at by some malicious eyes.
She turned around and looked around and found that a group of thugs had come in the arena at some point, and they approached with chains and shackles. The chains were dragging on the ground and making a clatter of friction, and the target was herself.
"Do you want to go back on your word? I have defeated Draven, I am a free man now! You have no right to arrest him!"
Faced with dozens of strong thugs eyeing, Riven did not panic, but shouted to expose the intentions of these thugs, trying to use the power of public opinion to protect her personal freedom.
Her voice echoed in the empty field, and the shouts in the arena immediately turned into an angry protest. The audience was not satisfied with the organizer's rebellion and persecuted the champion.
"Everyone knows that this competition is not a meat grinder competition, but it is Mr. Draven who agreed to let her leave, not us! He has never discussed with the organizer and agreed to the conditions, which is unruly! And she also injured Mr. Draven. She cannot leave until you improve. After you wake up, we will discuss and decide whether to let this person go."
A liquidator who was mixed with the thug explained loudly, and under his explanation, the protest quickly sank.
In other people's territory, you must abide by the rules set by them! There is nothing wrong with this. The only few can see the clues, and the calls for dissatisfied with the judgment cannot cause any storm.
Riven was ordered by General Cyrus to be stuffed into the liquidation arena, so she had no liquidator on her head. In other words, General Cyrus was not here, so Riven was affiliated with the organizer of the arena.
Draven's verbal promises are not legally effective, but as a public figure, he still has some energy in his words. Therefore, if Riven does not accept the organizer's judgment, it is not that he is completely on the stance of violations, because Draven's words support her.
She knew that these liquidators wanted to operate themselves as money-making tools. The two titles of the strongest female gladiator Gadrevine winning streak of the Terminator were enough to fill the scene and make the organizers make a fortune.
Faced with dozens of fully armed thugs, Riven could only retreat and keep a distance until her back was against the wall and she had no choice but to retreat.
There are too many people on the other side. Even if she first entered the field, she might not be able to fight, let alone spending a lot of energy after fighting Draven.
She frowned and looked at Draven, who was unconscious at her feet, and a dangerous thought emerged.
If Draven was taken as a hostage, she might be able to escape from the arena, but then she would not be able to become a real free person. She would be beaten by everyone and would be very difficult to return to Ionia after going out.
But if she surrendered, maybe Aino could not escape the control of the liquidator after World War II.
Riven is so jealous that she is brave, because fate always pushes her to the forefront.
But just as she was about to grab Draven, a package wrapped in the air drew an arc and fell heavily to her, causing a burst of dust to fall.
The sudden heavy object landed on the ground and scared the liquidator. He cursed loudly that one who was blindly littered in the arena.
But Riven noticed the unusual package, made of Ionian silk!
She raised her head and looked at the starting point of the parabola, where two men in black robes were standing up and looking at her like all the other spectators. But when she looked at the men in black robes, she saw one of them nodding to her.
Riven had a vague premonition. She quickly squatted down and opened the package. She saw several pieces of different sizes lying quietly in them, with a total of six pieces, each of which was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, they reunited again.
Riven was so excited that she trembled all over, and pieced together the sword that represented her honor and sin into pieces.
Five larger pieces pieced together the outline of the sword body, but there was still a little defect in the tip of the sword.
Riven picked up the smallest piece of metal, which, although the smallest, carried the most sins on Riven. Then, she placed the twisted and broken metal close to the tip of the broken sword.
As the broadsword was pieced together, Riven heard her sword begin to roar.
The sound was getting louder and louder, and now everyone could hear and feel it. The liquidator was panicked and asked his thugs to quickly surround Riven and beat the sword away.
But the roar of the giant sword drowned his voice, drowning all the sounds, and the weapon began to emit a harsh tone, and a dazzling green magic light surged from the rift.
Suddenly, the magic energy on the sword burst out, mixed with thick smoke and dust, and a strong wind pushed all the people standing in the arena to the ground.
After a long time, the smoke that filled the entire venue slowly dissipated. The liquidator coughed constantly and climbed up with difficulty. He saw that Riven had disappeared from the spot in broad daylight with his sword blade.
Chapter completed!