The Glory of Noxus

Ordinary people do not regard death as child's play.

Death is indeed no child's play.

But if you're Sakho, it's a different story.

In the long history of Valoran, there are many horrific deeds about the demon clown Shaco.

This is a mysterious, elusive and terrifying existence.

Most people speculate that Shaco is not a native of Runeterra.

Rather, it comes from an unknown, dark and twisted world, and is the incarnation of the devil derived from human dark desires.

No one knows how he will come.

But the only thing that can be confirmed is that he often appears at grand ceremonies.

Also coming was death.

For example, Fenglian Town held the Demon Slayer celebration.

In the dilapidated conference hall.

The dark gray mist is like a sea of ​​clouds, winding and undulating.

"Hahahahaha."

Dodge, or Shaco, looked at Poppy and Vayne who were fighting back, and the harsh laughter sounded again.

The demonic clown wearing a flesh and blood mask disappeared out of thin air again.

What was left behind were golden crossbow arrows that cut through the dark gray mist and hit the mottled wall heavily, carving out a huge hole that was transparent from front to back.

"Damn it, disappeared again!"

Vayne cursed in a low voice and clenched the golden heavy crossbow with whitened fingers.

The power of this guy in front of me is really too weird.

It was much more difficult to deal with than the many Demacia monsters she had dealt with before.

No matter how hard Vayne looked, she couldn't find out how this guy disappeared.

And where he disappeared, there was no trace left, and no energy fluctuations could be seen.

This unknown method filled Vayne with fear and horror.

Poppy, who was wielding Oren's Hammer, stopped his pursuit and frowned at the tide of mist surging in front of him.

These mists are like living creatures, consciously eroding the golden light, intending to swallow everything that does not belong to it.

"Why are you so serious?"

Crazy voices echoed over the conference hall, seemingly coming from all directions, arousing the vigilance of Poppy and Vayne.

They could confirm that the guy in front of them was definitely a notorious devil.

But its specific name is unknown.

Dark gray mist moved to both sides, and Sacco walked out leisurely, his red eyes looking at Vayne and Bobby, full of covetousness.

Under Aegina's evil ritual, this should have been a wonderful sleight of hand.

All those associated with Dodge, including Aegina, will become part of a magic show to please the demonic incarnation of Shaco after the ritual is performed.

The altar, the sacrifice, the blood, the corpse, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

There's even a pretty good marionette entry into ritual scope when Shaco comes.

Deep in her soul, Shaco smelled an extremely strong desire for revenge.

"Why can't you cooperate well?" Sacco looked at Bobby and grinned.

"Hahahahaha, isn't it fun?"

"Then let's get started."

When Bobby heard this, his expression was solemn, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly came over him.

She immediately turned around and saw that Sako had appeared behind her, with the bone blade raised high, ready to slash down.

"two?"

Poppy looked out of the corner of his eye and saw Shaco outside the golden glow, narrowing his eyes and looking at them leisurely.

His figure was looming in the gray mist, as if he was integrated into this stage of death.

Poppy didn't have time to think, gritted his teeth, swung Oren's Hammer, and faced Shaco.

Sonorous!

The golden holy hammer collided with the white bone blade, making a thunderous sound.

The raging aftermath was like a hurricane, sweeping across the territory, disturbing the golden light, and crushing the cold corpses under the ground.

Vayne turned and rolled to avoid the aftermath, and raised the golden heavy crossbow in her hand.

She stared intently at the intertwining figures in the field, but could not distinguish the real Sacco.

Then she looked at the other Sacco, and without hesitation, she directly pulled the trigger.

Buzz!

The golden crossbow arrow with a cold light shot through the air, and hit the target in Vayne's surprised eyes.

"Ok?"

Vayne's expression lit up, and she immediately rushed forward regardless.

I saw golden crossbow arrows engraved with runes, like galloping beasts, fangs spread, biting into Shaco's vital position.

"Go to hell!"

Vayne rushed to the front, jumped up high, pointed the golden heavy crossbow at Shaco's head, and fired with a fierce expression.

Bang!

The golden crossbow shattered Shaco's head, and pieces of broken flesh and blood burst quietly like bubbles in Vayne's field of vision.

"This is?"

Vayne landed and looked at the slowly disappearing target with an expression of disbelief.

The broken flesh and rickety body that appeared before his eyes did not look like the real thing at all.

"No, no!"

Vayne understood something and looked embarrassed.

Then she seemed to sense that danger was coming, turned her head, and happened to meet Sacco, who was looking down.

He was looking at Vayne with fascination.

"Keep going!"

"Hahahahaha, let's continue!"

Shaco grinned, dropped the white bone blade in his hand, and gently cut off a large piece of flesh and blood on Vayne's shoulder, revealing the dense white bones.

"what!"

Vayne let out a painful cry and could no longer hold the golden heavy crossbow, letting the heavy crossbow fall to the ground.

At the same time, she hugged her left arm tightly and stared at Sacco fiercely.

"It's perfect material."

Ignoring Vayne's gaze, Shaco licked the blood from the bone blade, smelling the growing desire for revenge.

Just as he was swinging his sword again.

In the battle not far away, a deafening roar sounded in the conference hall.

The golden and gray storm swept across, causing the already dilapidated hall to collapse.

Bobby looked solemnly towards the center of the storm.

Under the pressure of the Hammer of Oron, Shaco's offensive gradually weakened and showed a state of weakness.

This made her realize that the fight with herself was not necessarily the true body.

Immediately she observed Vayne's dangerous situation and looked extremely decisive.

[Holy Hammer Slam]!

Poppy clenched the Hammer of Oron with both hands, and her petite body glowed with a dazzling golden light.

I saw Oron's Hammer rising like the sun, its golden light dazzling.

With Poppy's swing, Oren's Hammer crashed to the ground like a mountain overturning.

Rumble!

A deafening roar sounded.

Under Oren's Hammer, Shaco's body was shattered.

Then, the terrifying golden fluctuations defeated the diffuse dark gray mist, washing through the conference hall like waves.

After the wave, a little golden light remained on the cracked hall floor, covering the completely broken altar with a layer of clouds.