"W-who?!"
The leading Noxian youth shouted at me as he immediately took out a bladed weapon. Even if he was surprised at my sudden appearance, his decision-making ability is swift that he instantly resorted to taking out his weapon. A true elite.
However, an elite of his level can only be a threat to someone at his level and lower.
In front of absolute power, everything will be inadequate.
Phantasmic Doppelganger!
There's no need to hesitate here. Ever since I saw him a few minutes ago, his fate was already sealed. Only a miracle can save him now.
One Phantasmic Clone instantly formed and cast its sight on him.
Since I am already inclined to kill him along with the other guy and the remaining elites, the clone instantly moved from its position. In a blink of an eye, it conjured a Purple Sword, aimed directly at the Noxian youth.
Upon seeing that, the Noxian youth cast a Mastered Spell of his to face the clone.
