When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 168 Sombra's Counterattack

Paper doesn't have much weight, even though many strokes are written on it, a lot of ink is wasted, and even a few extra creases are added, but its weight is still very light.

But when this fluffy ball of paper touched Nan Ke's forehead, Graves and Boss Liao who were standing nearby could clearly feel that the world seemed to tremble instantly.

It was as if an invisible piece of glass had just been smashed to pieces by a ball of paper.

Even though Boss Liao and Graves couldn't see any glass shards falling out, the sense of shock that couldn't be described with the senses was extremely real.

The one who felt the shock at the same time as them was the black shadow standing behind Nan Ke.

But different from the two 'mortals', in Sombra's perception, the shock was a loud 'hum', as if the whole world was violently smashed to pieces.

The black mist lingering around it seemed to have suddenly encountered an irresistible gust of wind, and was melted directly.

The process of returning to Nanke's soul world was interrupted in an instant.

The black mist that still remained in the outside world and had not yet had time to reintegrate into Nan Ke's body, seemed to have lost its activity directly, and just stagnated in the air.

"Really useful?"

Graves' eyes widened, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the 'sky' at the ceiling of the warehouse.

He swears that he has "robbed the rich and helped the poor" on Runeterra for more than ten years, and has indeed heard many of these evil rumors, but most of these rumors are nonsense, and the few remaining stories that he happened to experience personally are all Someone is playing tricks behind the scenes.

But in the situation in front of him, it seemed that no one was pretending to be a ghost. He believed that Nan Ke was not in the mood to play such a joke with them at this time.

It can only be said that a crack appeared in the materialist worldview he firmly believed in!
"Hey, is it really useful?"

Boss Liao was also taken aback for a moment, raised his hand and scratched his double chin, his expression could not restrain his astonishment.

As an orthodox Chinese who was born and bred but "half-way monk", he has always adhered to the good habit of worshiping God and kneeling when he sees Buddha.

But the persistence of this habit is more for the purpose of continuously strengthening one's identity and nationality in one's heart. It never occurred to her that she could get any practical blessings by worshiping in such a muddle-headed manner.

Boss Liao quickly looked at the ball of 'talismans' thrown out by him, thinking that after everything was over, he would pick it up and take it back and stick it next to his bedside.

After all, temples and churches can be seen everywhere, but the truly useful temples and churches almost all exist in legends.

But the ball of 'talisman' suddenly flashed at this time, and then the white texture began to rot, and it turned into black dust in a few blinks and scattered on the ground.

And the remaining black shadows stagnant in the air seemed to be affected by some external force at this time, and began to disappear piece by piece, like pencil graffiti smeared on a book, erased cleanly by an eraser.

"Is this driving away the ghost?"

Boss Liao moved closer, looked regretfully at the ashes on the ground, and then turned to ask Graves.

"It should be, I was forced to go back."

As a VIP audience who witnessed the whole process, Graves was obviously able to deduce more information based on the known information.

"That"

Graves put the shotgun on the ground, and then sat cross-legged on the ground himself, saying:

"If you made a mistake, you should have helped. As for the next step, it should be up to him."

Pulling, still going on.

Nanke's oriented cultivation of Xiao Zha has indeed allowed it to inspire some specialties that other similar people do not have;
But correspondingly, it seems that it has become a lot less familiar with certain abilities that should be proficient.

Nan Ke's soul power is attached to Xiao Zha's power, which also gave Nan Ke a special perspective.

Just like in a game, I, who belong to the spectator side, can devote more energy to observe the entire game, and can also observe the player's operation level in more detail.

In this state, Xiao Zha is able to mobilize the power of both himself and it. It can be said that purely from the perspective of parameters, Xiao Zha is obviously better than Sombra who passively returns to defense.

But for the proficiency in the use of power, after having another clear comparison object, even a 'layman' like Nan Ke can see Xiao Zha's powerlessness.

There is a big gap between the accuracy of the 'skill' and the timing of its release. It is like a primary school student breaking into a game belonging to diamonds. The scene of being teased reminds Nan Ke that in a game in a certain factory, ez and the blind endgame.

The little slag at this time was the ez of that game. In front of four teammates who were waiting to be revived in the spring, and four opponents who were also waiting to be revived, he forcibly emptied all his skills, and finally completed being counter-killed achievement.

That is to say, relying on the thickness of one's own blood tank, the situation will be maintained at a level that will not directly collapse.

But as the power of the black shadow gradually retracted to the soul world, this kind of maintenance has become more and more reluctant.

The face of that black shadow, at this time, is a face that belongs to Nan Ke's youth, but there is no vigor and youthful vigor on that plump and handsome face, and it is full of haze and cunning.

Nan Ke and Xiao Zha's ruin made it very passive, but fortunately, the strength of the traitor in front of him was somewhat weaker than it expected, and because of this, it gradually occupied the field that Nan Ke set down. upper hand.

It seems to feel that the situation has been settled. At this moment, it has lost the initial silence and introversion. All emotions are like bottoming out after being suppressed to the extreme, and they have begun to become extraordinarily arrogant.

"Jie Jie"

"die"

"die"

"die!"

The roar seemed to have been amplified, and it began to reverberate throughout the soul world.

Its original plan was to use a roundabout way to get a chance to survive or leave Nanke directly. Even if it needed to pay a little price, it had to leave Nanke's soul world.

It can do it by hiding in the soul world for a short time, but it can't afford it. As long as Nan Ke is willing to spend time, he can find it out even with the most stupid methods.

Because of this, it paid some price, combined with Nanke's particularity, to escape the so-called 'contract'.

Then, in order to continue to survive, and in order to give itself a chance to turn around, it decisively chose to dock the gecko's tail, and gave up part of its soul energy as bait, in order to get away from Nanke.

And this abandonment is equivalent to forcibly tearing one's own existence in two, and the pain in it can only be understood by it.

But these are all worth it!

(End of this chapter)