The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 118

"Brother Ezreal, let me try?"

Draven touched the throwing axe roughly with excitement in his eyes.

"Come on, today is the exhibition day." Ezreal didn't care.

"Hahaha, okay, it just so happened that the head of the council gave me a new axe, I'll hit it lightly!"

Draven drew the throwing axe from his waist and kept spinning in his hand, turning faster and faster.

The axe sent by the president of the parliament...

Ezreal's eyes suddenly widened.

Wait, isn't Draven bragging when he says he's the general of the Trifali Chapter?

He looks so ugly and looks so bad, how can he get Mr. Ryan's eyes.

impossible...

At this moment, he also clearly saw the two throwing axes in Delevingne's hands. They didn't look like weapons at all, but rather like two works of art.

The deep purple axe blade looks extremely sharp, exuding a chilling lavender light on it, and a huge gemstone is inlaid on the axe handles of the two flying axe.

That gem, if he read it right, was from Piltover and Zaun, named...

Hex Gem.

"hiss..."

Before he could take a closer look, Draven violently threw out the flying axe in his hand.

The throwing axe exploded with a loud noise, hitting the dummy at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Swish!

Just as soon as it collided, the dummy was cut off and flew out. At the same time, another throwing axe in Delevingne's hand was also thrown out, hitting the dummy thrown in the air again.

The two collisions between the axe blade and the iron armor made a strange sound, which was obviously extremely powerful.

"Attack Strength: Strong!"

The dummy fell to the ground, but still faithfully made its own voice. However, Ezreal hoped that the dummy would be cut off, and he could say that it was a mechanical failure.

This intensity... how can he still be round.

Immediately afterwards, the two flying axes swirled and flew back, cutting two deep ravines on the ground and returning to Draven's hands.

Draven took the axe and put it on his back. He couldn't hide his pride, but he still pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head:

"Haha, Brother Ezreal, it's our first time trying. I'm sorry!"

Looking at the other party's cheerful look, Ezreal could not wait to smash the other party's face with his fist.

"Well, as expected of the Draven brothers, not bad! Really strong!"

He showed an extremely reluctant smile, clapped his palms and cheered.

"Draven Executioner!"

"Courageous!"

"Execution!"

"Flying Axe God of War!"

With Ezreal taking the lead, whether it was Draven's younger brother or the audience below, they all cheered at the right time.

Who doesn't know Draven in the Immortal Bastion, he's a celebrity here, if not a good one.

Looking at Draven who grabbed the limelight, Ezreal felt a chill in his heart.

He finally set up the stage, and his prestige became someone else's.

And... it's said that everyone is talking nonsense when they drink, so how come the Draven brothers are telling the truth?

Why do people in the immortal fortress know him?

Ezreal always thought that everyone in the tavern knew Draven because he had been there enough.

But now I found out... why the people he made friends with Ezreal are so famous.

Even that reckless Ike has a great reputation in Zaun.

oh! When will Ezreal stand up?

After the farce, Ezreal racked his brain cells and eloquently, and finally pulled the audience back to the speech itself.

"Ahem, Oshra Vazuan's discovery is amazing, but it's still slightly inferior to what we found inside."

His words aroused everyone's interest.

According to Ryan's meaning, Ezreal pushed a cart that was prepared in advance and covered with a gray cloth from the back.

This piece of pie is simply enough to whet everyone's appetite.

If it weren't for everyone's self-confidence, they would have rushed forward with weapons according to their past temperaments.

"In the central temple of Vazuan, we found a stone tablet that records an important history. Today, it's really a day to unveil its mystery!"

While Ezreal spoke, he solemnly pulled away the gray cloth.

A red ray of light radiated out, and under the sunlight, a bright red shield appeared on the surface of the stone tablet, which eliminated the influence of the sunlight.

As soon as this item came out, even the warriors below who were mostly watching the fun could see the extraordinaryness of this item.

The stone stele spontaneously exudes red light, and the handwriting is flowing with golden light. Even if they don't know the words on it, they know that the things recorded on it must be extraordinary.

"It is an ancient text that was once Shurima."

Some Shurimans recognized the writing on it.

Although they can't understand the specific content, they can still distinguish the source according to the arrangement and shape of the text above.

After all, similar traces remain on many of Shurima's relics.

"Yes, there are ancient Shurima words written on it. Does anyone here recognize it?"

Ezreal looked proud and pointed to the golden text on the stone tablet. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

When he thinks about it, people who can recognize this kind of language should not come to listen to his speech.

So, it's time for him to show off.

"It tells a prophecy, a prophecy that will shock the world."

A soft female voice broke the silence, and Ezreal's eyes widened.

Heck, was this arranged by Mr. Ryan?

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman with a black veil.

The long black hair was casually draped behind him, and those deep pupils seemed to be able to see through the vicissitudes of the world.

There was nothing behind her, but Ezreal always felt that there was something there, and could vaguely see something locked by an iron chain.

She is not easy!

This is the woman's first impression of Ezreal, and, in terms of experience and strength, the other party is even far stronger than the commander he has seen.

As soon as the thought emerged in Ezreal's heart, he shivered involuntarily.

Ezreal chose to trust his instincts, which saved him countless times.

But it should be said that it is worthy of being an empire...

An arbitrarily arranged trustee possesses such mighty power. He even had some doubts that the other party was the Sindra Senator who was respected by Ms. Camille.

"I don't know what to call it, ma'am. You are very knowledgeable, and it does speak of a prophecy."

Ezreal has shown due respect, his mentality is very positive, and there are too many people in the Empire who are stronger than him.

However, he is still young, and sooner or later, these old people will die.

That's right! That's it!

"You can call me the masked one. Can I speak the prophecy above? It says something interesting."

There was a smile in the beautiful eyes of the masked lady.

"Oh, the masked... ma'am, please speak."

Chapter end

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