Legends of Runeterra

When Irelia raised her head, she had a pair of confused eyes.

It was not until she saw Dukouer's ugly face with a vigilant look that her pupils began to focus.

“Swish~!”

The six handleless flying blades made a buzzing sound, and a biting chill rushed up Dukuer's back.

Without a moment's hesitation, Dukouer reached out and picked up Rito at his feet, lifting him in front of him.

"you…"

"Shua~!"

As a thought arises, the sword moves with the body.

There was a flash of silver light, and Irelia appeared behind Dukor.

He just felt his left arm lighten.

“Plop~!”

Rito fell to the ground, the hideous ghost hand on his neck slid weakly to the side, and his fingers twitched slightly.

"Pfft~!"

Scarlet and black blood gushed out from the broken wound.

After a few brief seconds, a sharp pain came from my left shoulder.

"Shua~!"

The chill from the back of his neck made Dukuer roll on the ground.

“Sizzle~!”

A deep scar on the back was left, which was enough to see the bone, but it saved him from being beheaded.

Dukouer immediately got up, his face full of panic.

“How is that possible!? You… ahhhhhhhh!!!”

Du Kuor was halfway through his words when he covered his left shoulder and wailed in pain.

Scarlet energy emerged from the wound, surrounding Dukuer's entire body, causing his flesh and blood to twist, entangle and grow.

Sensing the power emanating from the scarlet energy, Irelia chose to take her father Rito away first.

After just seven or eight breaths, a hideous left arm appeared, which was a circle larger than the right one and without a trace of skin.

“Haa ...

A burning breath came out from the corner of his mouth, and Dukor's bloodshot eyes looked towards Irelia who had just blocked Rito behind her not far away.

“Crunch~!”

He casually grabbed the heavy plate armor on the ground, and the fine steel screamed in his hands and twisted and deformed without any hindrance.

"Hahaha! This power is a gift from my God!"

Du Kuo laughed heartily and slowly walked towards Irelia.

"If you surrender to me, I will forgive your sins, how about that?"

"Absolutely not..."

Irelia was halfway through her words.

"Crack!"

Crushing the corpse on the ground with one foot, Dukor opened his left hand, which was almost the size of Irelia's entire upper body, and grabbed her fiercely.

“Dang~!”

Six flying blades pressed against the sharp claws, and the collision of flesh and metal created a burst of sparks.

The sneak attack failed, and Dukuer did not hesitate. He took the long sword he picked up from the ground in his right hand and stabbed it towards Irelia's waist and abdomen.

With a light backflip, Irelia dodged the attack and recalled the flying blade to protect her side.

"Noxian general, you're still trying to launch a sneak attack. How shameless!"

"Haha, what do Ionians like you know! As long as we can win and survive, no matter what we do, it's worth it!"

Facing Irelia's scolding, Dukor smiled disdainfully.

"Haha, as for what you call mean, it's more like a compliment to me!"

After Dukor finished speaking, he rushed towards Irelia.

With a left arm made of the residue of the 'Blood Moon' and rich experience in fighting.

Irelia had just awakened, and unsurprisingly she was at a disadvantage under Du Kuo's brutal attack.

...

Further away, there was the apparently cold 'corpse' of Li En.

With his soul protected by the spirit of the dragon, Li En floated above the "corpse" and watched the duel between Irelia and Dukor with full confidence.

Just when Li En was hesitating about what to choose, he saw Du Kuor coming and immediately had an idea.

With the gift of [Universal Cells], the heart is no longer his fatal weakness.

Coupled with the talent [Active Body], a plan using his own heart as bait was formed instantly.

As for why the heart was chosen, it was mainly because it was most suitable for the power of the 'Blood Moon' and could be accepted at the fastest speed.

First, force all the 'Blood Moon' residue to the heart, and then open the restrictions on it.

Driven by instinct, the remnants of the 'Blood Moon' wanted to escape very much.

At this time, Dukuer, who was walking slowly and whose mind was confused, became its best target.

Under the crazy call of the residue, Dukouer started to take action as expected.

During this period, Li En also took the initiative to control the flesh and blood on his chest to reduce his defense, otherwise Du Kuor would have to work hard to succeed.

Allow the other party to take away the heart that has completely turned into an aggregate of 'blood moon' residue.

The blood spurting out of Li En were nothing more than the waste cells produced in the process of repairing his alienated body.

In this way, Li En solved the future trouble, and Du Kuer obtained the blessing from God that he had been longing for, achieving a win-win situation.

If we count Irelia, who was stimulated by this scene and awakened when Dukor was about to kill Rito.

This wave can be said to be a win-win-win situation.

As for whether Dukor will suddenly explode and directly defeat or even hurt Irelia and Rito, this is basically impossible.

Although the lightning in the sky has stopped, the dark clouds have never dissipated.

At Li En's request, the Dragon Boss has been keeping an eye on them. Even if ten more legendary evil spirits like the 'Blood Moon' come, they can't hurt them father and daughter.

Li En floated cross-legged in the air, watching the fight between the two with a calm expression.

Under Dukuer's vicious and violent attack, he was a little panicked at the beginning.

After blocking attack after attack, Irelia became more and more familiar with these six flying blades that moved at will.

The more she used them, the more familiar they seemed to her. In a flash of inspiration, Irelia treated them as flying ribbons and performed the ancient "silk dance".

At the beginning, he felt a little awkward, and even Du Kuer found an opportunity to put him in crisis several times.

However, as the 'Silk Dance' became more and more smooth, Irelia's eyes became empty, and at this moment she seemed to have merged with the land.

The originally extremely hard flying blade turned into something soft as silk.

In sync with Irelia's dance, an invisible wave spread.

The flying blades were flying faster and faster, leaving scars on Du Kuo's body.

“Swish~!”

The sound of clanging swords was heard, and all six flying blades glowed with a layer of luster.

“Swish, swish, swish~!”

The flying blade covered with luster wove a large silver net. Dukouer raised his left arm, which had collided with it before, and tried to block the attack.

But like a red-hot knife cutting through butter, the flying blade encountered no hindrance at all.

"Uh…"

Dukouer touched his cheek and looked at Irelia as if he wanted to say something.

The next second, countless fine blood lines appeared on his body.

“Puff~! Crash~!”

Blood gushed out of the broken wound, and Dukuer's tall body instantly collapsed into indescribable pieces of flesh and blood that were emitting hot air on the ground.

A breeze blew by, and soon the pool of flesh and blood mixed with the other broken limbs and arms on the battlefield, becoming inconspicuous.