Legends of Runeterra

"Humph!"

Looking at Jarvan's shocked and disgusted expression, Eldred pushed forward fiercely with his right claw.

"Dang~!"

The extended dragon-exchanging spear suddenly retracted.

“Swish~!”

The huge force made Jarvan retreat backwards, and the gun in his hand rubbed violently against the leather gloves.

A faint smell of burning quietly flowed into Jarvan's nose.

"This kind of power... You can't be Eldred, what the hell are you!?"

“Hahahahaha~!!!”

Eldred covered his face with his alienated claws and laughed maniacally.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that today, the bloodline of the Light Shield ends!

From now on, Demacia will have me as its king!"

"How dare you, you monster!"

“Dang~!”

The golden half mask fell to the ground, revealing the left side of Eldred's face that had been covered.

At this moment, on that face that was paler than a dead body, the skin on the left side was covered with strange, dark, twisted blood vessels extending outward.

What makes people feel even more weird and uncomfortable is that around the eye sockets, there are bloodshot eyeballs of all sizes.

They were either staring at Jarvan or at III, but their eyes all revealed deep malice.

"Damn you, Eldred, you disgusting monster!"

This weird and disgusting appearance, which had never appeared even in the most terrible nightmare, made Jarvan curse in front of the Third World.

"Hehehe~! You have no idea what a great being has bestowed upon me this 'favor'.

It is your great honor to die under this power.

From now on, I will be the new king of Demacia.

Tiana Crownguard will be my queen!"

Eldred spread his arms and roared in his twisted, weird voice.

Only then did Garen notice that Eldred's body had grown to more than three meters and had turned into a humanoid monster.

"Come, use your blood to celebrate the new king's coronation!"

"Shua~!"

The huge figure pounced on Jarvan at an unimaginable speed.

"Dang~!"

The Dragon-Banning Spear blocked the dagger-like nails on the claws.

The enormous force caused Jarvan's tendons to whine faintly, and his fighting posture collapsed in an instant.

"Bang~!"

Garen flew backwards and hit the steps of the main seat hard.

"Jarven!"

“Ahem! Father, I… ahem… I’m fine!”

Garen used the Dragon Spear to prop himself up, his eyes fixed on the monster transformed by Eldred.

“Hehehe~! As expected of His Royal Highness, you can actually stand up.”

"Hey~!"

"Eldred!!"

Looking at Jarvan's appearance, his calm face showed anger for the first time.

He drew out the broad-bladed longsword at his side and pointed the tip of the sword at Eldred below.

"I am the king of Demacia. If you have any grudges, just come to me!!!"

"Father!"

"Eeheeheehee~! What a touching scene!

But Your Majesty, before I kill you, I will let you experience the feeling of having something you cherish slip away from you little by little!"

Eldred opened his claws.

"Hoo~!"

Thick black fog rushed out and instantly filled the entire council hall.

The Third opened his eyes wide in alertness for a moment, trying to find Eldred.

“Hehehe~! Respected Prince, now, let’s start the second round~!”

"Dang~!"

"Boom~!"

"Bang~!"

Even though he couldn't see it, the sound of the battle was clearly heard by the Third Generation.

As someone who had fought on the battlefield for three lifetimes, he could clearly discern the general situation from the sounds.

"Pfft~!"

"Humph..."

The sound of flesh being torn apart and Jarvan's suppressed groan of pain made Sanshi no longer have any scruples.

"Eldred!"

He raised his sword and moved quickly forward in the black fog, relying on the sound.

"Dang~!"

The sharp claws blocked the sword and then quickly disappeared into the black mist.

“Hehehe~! As expected of His Majesty the Third Generation, you can actually find my body like this!”

"Traitor, die!"

"Shua~!"

He thrust the sword into the black fog with all his strength without reservation.

The thick black fog was also separated bit by bit by this powerful sword.

Finally, the familiar broken armor stained with blood was revealed.

Just at this moment, Jarvan, who was leaning on the Dragon Spear, seemed to hear the movement behind him and subconsciously turned around to look.

"father..."

"Do not..."

Third Generation? His eyes were bloodshot, but the sword was less than three centimeters away from Jarvan's back.

"? Eeeeheehee..."

"Om~!"

The space was perfectly divided, and a slender and powerful hand stretched out.

"Qiang~!"

He gently gripped the sword blade with two fingers, and the strength of the Third Life was completely dissolved, and the whole person was fixed in place.

"Da~!"

The boots stepped lightly on the ground, and the surrounding black fog was forced to shrink towards Eldred without any resistance.

"Good day, Your Majesty the Third."

"Huh! Li En, thank you, thank you!"

The Third let go of the sword and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, you are welcome."

Nodding slightly to III, Li En looked at Jarvan standing beside him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Jarvan. Leave the rest to me."

"Plop~!"

"Hiss! Ouch! My good brother, you are finally here. If you hadn't come, I really wouldn't have been able to withstand that monster!"

Garen sat down on the ground, letting out a low cry.

"Haha~! Sona, please help Jarvan heal."

Following Li En's call, a lake blue figure slowly walked out of the space crack that had not yet closed, and the ancient zither "叆华" floated in front of her.

"Ding dong~!"

The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and light green ripples slowly spread.

The ripples brushed over Jarvan, and his depressed spirit was lifted. At the same time, the pain from the wound turned into a faint itch.

Jarvan looked at Sona, then at Li En, and finally said nothing.

Li En took a few steps forward and blocked everyone behind him.

The black fog in the hall was pressed towards Eldred. The black fog, like a flowing sticky liquid, coupled with his completely alienated body, made him look like a monster that invaded reality from a nightmare.

Looking at the eyeball that was rolling around all over the left side of his face, Li En frowned slightly.

On the one hand, it's a bit disgusting, and on the other hand, this guy is too weak.

It's really strange that he is given such little power as he is a specially trained guy.

"Isn't this Eldred? I haven't seen him for a few days. Why has he turned into this horrible state?"

“Hehehe~! I didn’t expect Li En to have such a trick. What a shame for the surprise I left for you at the headquarters.”

"You mean that bunch of rubbish? They don't even want me to do anything.

Of course, if you weren't the one causing the trouble, you'd be just like them."

“Hehehe~! How arrogant…”

"Boom~!"

"Hahaha~! Jarvan III, give me your life!!!"

The door exploded, and a figure with chains on his hands slowly walked in.

"What the hell! What kind of valuable thing is this!?"

His eyes widened and Silas cursed.