"Big fish?!"
Hearing that pirate's words, a flash of surprise also passed through Gangplank's eyes.
Although Gangplank had already realized Riven's strength was impressive, he never expected that there was actually such an identity in Noxus. But at the same time, Gangplank also felt a burst of confusion—in Noxus, able to be granted a runic giant sword by the Emperor and become a soldier exemplar, why stay in Piltover, wearing this comical outfit?
Thinking this, a look of incomprehension flashed through Gangplank's eyes. And sensing everyone's thoughts, a complex look also appeared between Riven's brows. As a warrior, and also as a guard, she should clearly be prepared for battle to protect her master from harm. But perhaps because she knew clearly how powerful Faen's strength was, or perhaps because past reputation had a huge impact on Riven's life.
"Not bad, unexpected harvest this time out."
Just as everyone present was still a bit confused about the current situation, Faen's leisurely voice came from the side.
Looking at Riven, Faen also said with a peaceful face: "The past in Noxus has been entangling your thoughts. Before, I was wondering when you would actively face it, instead of turning a blind eye as if nothing happened like before. Now it seems, it's not that you yourself pretend nothing happened, but even you yourself didn't discover that you are subconsciously avoiding thinking related to it."
Hearing this, Riven didn't speak.
And looking at the silent Riven on the side, then looking at the 'dandy' who was clearly pointed at by a gun but still talking eloquently, seemingly unaffected at all, a trace of hesitation also appeared between Gangplank's brows, but he still said toughly: "Shut up! No place for you to speak here—"
Before Gangplank's voice fell, Faen reached out directly, crushing the pistol held in his hand in Gangplank's shrinking pupils.
Wrong, this kid—
Quickly realizing something was wrong, Gangplank almost subconsciously clenched the cutlass in his hand. But he didn't attack; instead, he immediately dodged backward. But in the next moment, Gangplank felt pain in his body, followed by the surroundings spinning. His body landed on the ground, a dull echo sounding in his mind. Looking at Faen, a look of blankness flashed through Gangplank's eyes—in front of that guy, why is there still half a body standing? And it looks... so familiar...
Thinking puzzledly, but immediately Gangplank felt his thoughts becoming heavy. Long darkness came from the depths of his mind, gradually swallowing all the brilliance in his vision—when he came back to his senses, what entered his vision was a black wolf walking slowly towards him.
"Is Bilgewater also under Kindred's jurisdiction?" Noticing Gangplank's soul being hunted by Wolf, Faen blinked, then slapped his forehead—right, this is not Bilgewater, but the Shuriman coast near the Twin Cities. Although the Shuriman continent also has specialized death gods, the management of similar borderlands is quite chaotic. Even saying, no management.
Just as Faen was thinking this, entering Faen's vision, a constantly moving cyan-green flowing light appeared on the seabed. Noticing this light, a look of surprise also flashed through Faen's eyes. But before he could react, the pirates on the side also made angry sounds: "Damn it! He attacked the Boss! Avenge the Boss!!"
Hearing this, Faen withdrew his gaze from the flowing light on the sea surface—the deity ruling the ocean nearby was named Nagakabouros, which is the god served by the Kraken Priestess Illaoi. And Faen didn't have much clue about Nagakabouros yet. As an ancient demigod, her status and strength were far superior to Janna.
And unlike Janna, Nagakabouros's faith hadn't suffered any interruption. The other party didn't launch an attack either, even expressing corresponding goodwill, so Faen didn't intend to act rashly.
As for these pirates... saying avenge Gangplank, but in their emotions, Faen didn't feel much sadness—although there was, very little. More was just feeling some bewilderment after briefly losing the boss's suppression, and the greed and joy that followed.
Ultimately a group of outlaws; for them, compared to sadness for Gangplank's death, they cared more about the legacy Gangplank left behind.
To this, Faen also cast his gaze at Riven on the side: "Still planning to just watch?"
Hearing this, Riven just nodded silently, then clenched the black stone giant sword in her hand again, raising it high towards the surrounding crowd.
However, compared to before, although Riven's efficiency in killing enemies in battle was still amazing this time, her momentum, aura, and fighting spirit showed very obvious differences—more restrained, low, and lost.
Seeing this, Faen shook his head, then moved his shoulders personally joining the battle.
Didn't use the power of the spirit realm; haven't exercised properly for too long, Faen also picked up the Ionian radio calisthenics that hadn't been used for a while—that is, war dance or something. Called dance, but in practical application, depending on the purpose of use, the forms displayed were also different.
It was just that in Ionia, people tended to regard this as a way to coordinate and resonate with nature. But in Faen's hands, between these moves was filled with visible sense of power and explosive force.
Legs spread, center of gravity pressed down. Located in the dense water mist, muscles all over the body tensed. Although not using the power of the spirit realm, for the current Faen, his own body had already obtained astonishing strength in constant tempering. The moment his lower limbs exerted force, in the vision of surrounding pirates, Faen disappeared directly like a phantom. A punch blasted out hitting the face squarely. Accompanied by the tooth-aching sound of bone cracking, a huge head exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a boom.
And even subjected to such impact, under Faen's exquisite power control, the other party's body wasn't affected in the slightest. Just swaying left and right a few times before falling to the ground, losing breath.
And seeing Faen's movement, the pirates who originally wanted to force Riven to stop by "holding hostage" this dandy also quickly came back to their senses, looking at each other in twos and threes, finally scrambling to run towards both sides of the deck and jump into the water to flee.