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"Is it Jarvan?" Darius was not taken by the power of the man holding the dragon spear at all, he still maintained that condescending posture, and he didn't even lift his eyelids, "It's a pity, that battle back then I'm not here, otherwise, you should have died long ago."

The so-called battle that Darius mentioned was many years ago, when Jarvan was still very young and innocent, full of youthful blood and dreams.

At that time, like his ancestors, he fought at the forefront of the battle against Noxus, charging with the soldiers at the bottom, wounded, and bleeding, even though his life was in danger almost every moment, even though he He broke countless spears and lost countless battles, but he firmly believed that as long as he continued to charge and kill the enemy, one day, the glory of the Demacia Empire would be restored.

At that time, Jiawen felt that blood and swords were the strongest weapons in the world. He believed in the truth that emerges from spears.

Until, the biggest defeat.

That time, he led three thousand elite Demacian soldiers against Swain, who had just risen at that time.

When Jarvan, who was fully in uniform, saw the lame Swain coughing feebly on the battlefield, he laughed and said to his soldiers that no one in Noxus could use a lame man. Is it time to fight?

The results are self-evident, the young man's arrogance and passion were easily shattered by the sinister eyes and conspiracy. In that battle, Swain just showed weakness, and easily used the advantage of the location to wipe out all the three thousand elites, Captured alive Jarvan IV, who was determined to decapitate Swain.

When Swain walked up to Jiawen leaning on crutches and stepping on the flesh and blood of the three thousand Demacian elites, he said flatly, "Your Highness, you lost to me, this cripple." Jiawen looked at the sky, his voice was too dry Say a word, Demacia, forever.

That time, if Galen hadn't risked his life and brought Demacia's Dreadnought stormtroopers to rescue him, he would have been killed by that war machine called Urgot.

"That time, I was lucky." The prince holding the dragon spear seemed not to have heard the disdain and ridicule in the man's words. He smiled softly, as if lamenting his good luck back then.

Hearing such words, on the contrary, Darius' eyes froze. He looked at the prince who escaped the disaster with a self-deprecating smile in surprise, and subconsciously touched his hideous giant axe, because he I felt a little pressure from the man who should have died many years ago.

This man who almost died because of his arrogance and passion back then, on this snowy night after many years, calmly listened to others talking about his unbearable past, and laughed at himself with a smile, just like listening to a A good story worth thinking about and applauded. There is no trace of embarrassment on his face, no anger in his words, and his eyes are deep and steady, like a mountain that will not fall down in the wind and rain.

"Actually, I should really thank Swain." Jarvan IV seemed to be talking a lot after hearing his own past. He simply put down the dragon spear in his hand and stuck it into the snow again. "At that time, I was young and ignorant. I only knew how to charge forward, thinking that one pair of hands and one gun could take down the whole world. As a result, so many good brothers were killed. At that time, I always told them, wait until next year. It opened, and we went home. Thinking about it now, it's really sad." After he said that, his tone was a little sad, but he still smiled.

The original tense scene faded a lot in Jiawen's sad but not hurtful smile, and even the murderous look on Darius' body subsided a little. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he put his hand on the handle of the axe But he didn't make a move, it seemed that he wanted to hear what else the prince wanted to say in his heart.

"For a long time, I felt guilty and wanted to commit suicide, and then I chose to go to the whole world to find the path of redemption." Jiawen also sighed very sadly when talking about those days, "At the beginning, I was in Valoran. Hunting robbers and wild beasts in the north, trying to use killing to fill up the anxiety in my heart, but failed. Later, I realized that what I need is not killing, but a strong enough heart. So, I was in the south of the magnificent barrier. Working my body in those dry wilderness, tempering my spirit under the boundless scorching sun, I feel that my whole person is completely new."

"So, I want to thank you, Swain, for the humiliation you gave me, allowing me to find my own path." After saying this, the man stood behind Darius, holding The silent Swain bowed deeply.

There was also a hint of relief in Darius' eyes.

If it was said that Darius had so much contempt for the prince of Demacia because of what happened back then, then at this moment, he suddenly admired this man.

Sometimes, it is easy to die alone, but it is difficult to live alone.

"Very good." Darius nodded, "I suddenly want to kill you, you are entitled to die under my ax because of your unyielding."

Facing the bloody truth of Darius, Jiawen still laughed, he pulled out the fine steel dragon gun again, and said, "Do you know the name of this gun? ?”

"What name?" Of course Darius would not give Jarvan any more time to talk nonsense, and at this moment his killing intent surged up again, because of the urge to kill an amazing guy.He pulled his hideous big ax behind him, squatted down slightly, and began to accumulate strength.

"I built this gun inch by inch by collecting materials by myself during those years. There are a total of [-] notches on this gun, representing my [-] dead brothers." Brushing the fine steel dragon gun inch by inch, feeling the cold touch brought to him by every deep notch, he took a deep breath, "The name of this gun is Qianjun."

Gale over the dragon gun.

Every inch of steel vibrates in the wind, every inch of steel roars in the air.

The endless roar was like the souls of Jarvan's three thousand brothers returning to the world at that moment, roaring together and fighting side by side with him.

"Qianjun, what a name." Darius laughed loudly, he jumped into the sky suddenly, and he lifted the hideous giant ax high above his head, "Before you die, let me tell you, This ax of mine is called..."

"Invincible."

The snow fell wildly.

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Originally thought that Kawen would be stuck to death.

Finally wrote it out.

There is a sentence in this chapter that I want to say. Sometimes, it is easy to die alone, but it is difficult to live alone.

Writing stories was my life, and I almost thought I would never live again.