LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Two against one, two elite fighters against a rookie mage.

This battle seems to have no suspense at all.

But Marit and Riven can feel unexpectedly...

"Is she getting stronger?"

Marit looked puzzled at the increasingly violent whirlwind around Orianna.

"Is it willpower?" Riven vaguely sensed something.

"This girl already has a will to die."

In Runeterra, human willpower is, in a sense, physical power.

The stronger the willpower, the stronger the mental strength. It is self-evident how important spiritual power is to a mage.

"Heh... This chick is a bit bloody. Unfortunately, she is unlucky." Marit still disdains.

Isn't it just willpower, who doesn't have it?

Without a strong will, it is impossible for her and Riven to survive on the cruel battlefield to this day.

It's too naive to want to stump two seasoned fighters just for a temporary burst of seeds.

"Don't underestimate people, girl!" Marit took the lead.

Her nickname in the army is "Rage Knight". Although she doesn't have a devil bird in her crotch and a halberd in her hand, she still uses a long sword to kill the knight's charge.

Orianna summoned the puppet and rushed towards Marit.

But Marit cut the hex golem in half with a single sword strike: "This kind of toy also wants to stop us?"

But in just a short moment, only 6 of the 7 golems remained.

And Orianna didn't answer, but just manipulated the wind to continue blocking.

But as soon as the storm blew, Riven quietly followed Marit's pace.

She turned the door-wide rune sword in her hand across, and slammed it into the wind like a plantain fan: "Huh!"

Riven actually used human flesh and blood to blow out a strong wind that was not inferior to Orianna's magic.

The two streams collided fiercely and canceled each other out, and the storm was artificially strangled invisibly.

"Orianna, stop." Riven persuaded helplessly, "You can't beat us."

"..." Orianna remained silent.

Riven was answered by an even fiercer gust of wind.

"Stop talking nonsense with her." Marit completely lost her patience: "Riven, be serious."

"Hmm..." Riven also knew that it would be unreasonable for her to let the water go.

Facing a rookie sorcerer, she had to deal with it for so long and still hadn't killed him. If this matter spreads to the barracks, it may already attract criticism.

Noxus has no place for such "cowards."

"Sorry." Riven couldn't help saying sorry again.

She raised the giant rune sword, aroused the power of the unstoppable holy spirit, and then...slashed out with one sword!

"The eye of the storm!" The gust of wind added a barrier to Orianna.

"Command: Defend!" The Hex golem also emitted powerful magic energy, guarding her body.

"It's useless..." Riven sighed inwardly.

Jiadun can't stop it, but it will make her unable to control the strength and grasp the sword's edge.

It seems that her sword... might not be able to stop the car with one sword, splitting Orianna in half.

Riven felt very uncomfortable.

She killed many people and was forced to kill many innocent people. But that doesn't mean she likes this kind of unrestrained killing.

She doesn't want to kill innocents if she can, at least not during the war.

But now... "I'm sorry, I have no choice." Riven's sword finally struck.

In order not to look at the girl's broken body, she even closed her eyes very unprofessionally.

However...

"Command—explode!" Orianna let out a cold voice.

Using her newly awakened talent, she left only one golem to maintain the shield, and then detonated the magic energy of the artificial Hex gems in the other five golems in one breath.

"What?!" Riven and Marit were slightly taken aback.

"Oops!" The unsteady overflowing magic energy of the Hex Gem has turned into a dangerous blue light, blooming from the bodies of each toy golem.

Riven reacted instantly: "Her shield is not to defend against my blade, but to slow down the impact of the explosion!"

But can these two magic shields really block the explosion of five artificial Hex gems?

Or maybe Orianna didn't want to live at all...

"She wants to die with us?!"

During the blooming of magic energy, the faces of Riven and Marit were extremely pale by the dazzling light.

The light engulfed them, and it engulfed Orianna.

"Orianna!" Mr. Colin in the distance hugged the telephone pole tightly, trying not to let himself be blown away by the aftermath of the explosion.

But even so, he could only see the terrifying impact of the explosion, and Orianna's magic shield that was cracked and broken like a piece of crisp paper before being swallowed by the light...

Finally, the storm subsided, and the light gradually dissipated.

The workshop has been turned into ruins.

And among the ruins, two people were standing and one was lying down.

"Bastard!" Marit wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth that was shaken by the explosion, and looked at Orianna who was lying on the ground with resentment.

Around her and Riven, the magic shield inspired by the rune giant sword still lingered, and after shattering, it glowed little by little.

The explosion was indeed powerful. But Riven and her Blackstone Rune Greatsword are even stronger.

The explosion shattered Riven's shield, but Riven and Marit still had solid general armor and an unreasonably powerful extraordinary body. The remaining impact of the explosion was only enough to slightly injure the two of them.

Riven slowly retracted the rune greatsword.

She looked at the dying Orianna on the ground, and finally said: "Sorry."

"Put... put away your fake mercy..." Orianna replied hoarsely.

She stared at Riven coldly with the scarlet child hole that was almost shattered by the explosion:

"You...do you think that you are doing a good deed by watching from the sidelines and doing nothing, waiting for your companion to commit the crime and feeding the victim two candies?"

"No, you are just a member of the devil."

"I..." Riven was speechless.

She knew Orianna was right.

She's not nice, or even human. She's just a part of the war machine.

"I cannot save you. But I will end your suffering as soon as possible." Finally, Riven raised her sword.

She no longer hesitated. There is no point in hesitating.

But at this moment, Orianna raised her hand again.

She is already very weak.

But she is still trying to summon the strong wind... Although, what she can summon now is just a breeze.

"..." Marit stopped laughing at her now.

She watched Orianna silently, as if she were a respectable enemy.

In the past, only Demacia's generals were honored by her.

"Rest in peace," Riven said.

"I will not rest in peace," said the girl.

Although she did not formally join the club, she finally confirmed: "I am the leader!"

"The winds of change I follow will always blow and never cease!"

Orianna's will was tempered to the extreme.

But she was so weak that all she summoned was a breeze.

Orianna finally closed her eyes wearily.

But the breeze did not stop.

The wind is still blowing.

Blowing, blowing, blowing... The weak breeze quietly changed into a powerful hurricane with a green breath of life.

As the wind howled, a figure appeared in the sky of Piltover.

Is a man with a blue bird on his shoulders:

"Jana heard your call—"

"Recover Monsoon!"