let go of my anne

The time is pulled back to the previous moment.

The big ax of the berserker Olaf whizzed out, and his low roar of eating my ax in the air has not completely dissipated.

The sun hit the ax spinning in the air from the best angle, and the surface of the ax, which was worn by time and blood and no longer bright, only reflected a dull light. It did not serve the Freljord. Some sunshine stops, it passes through the light, through the sound of the wind, and finally through the heart.

This ax came at a speed faster than time, and before everyone's nerves had time to react, it suddenly hit the body of the pioneer cannon fodder of the Snow Mountain Alliance soldier standing at the forefront , pierced his body which was only wearing a layer of thick animal skin plus some messy metal defensive armor.

"Woo——" Until this moment, everyone's ears could barely hear the sound of the ax rushing through the air, and——

"Hiss————" There was a loud and majestic tearing sound of flesh and blood.

The body of the Snow Mountain Alliance soldier standing at the forefront was blasted into countless splattered flesh and blood in that instant, and he didn't even have time to lift his hand.

The big ax does not stop, the big ax continues to move forward.

The entire surface of the big ax that drank blood glowed with a dark red strange light. It roared like a growl, and slammed into the second person.

"Hiss—————" There was no accident, and there was no possibility of blocking it.

The second person also turned into a puddle of flesh and blood in an instant.

And then the third.

the fourth.

the fifth.

sixth……

until……

No.30 seven.

The big ax finally stopped killing after drinking the blood of the seven No.30 people.

It bombarded the seven No.30 people heavily. This time, it didn't pass through the body of the Snow Mountain Alliance soldier viciously. It didn't even crush the crude armor made of animal skin and low-quality metal. It just slammed into that person's body fiercely, knocking him out of place abruptly.

However, although that force was no longer a killing force, it was still ferocious enough. It knocked that soldier into a group of Snow Mountain Alliance fighters behind him, and the strong stamina was directly transmitted through that person's body to a large group of people behind him. Bringing down the entire phalanx that was standing fairly neatly, and even affecting the Demacians on the side.

It wasn't until this moment that the ax finally stopped its turbulent pace, and fell to the ground, embedded in the deep snow, with fresh blood dripping from the ax surface.

The snow-free afternoon in the Freljord is long and sunny, pulling its silhouette, ferocious and cruel.

No one spoke, and all the people restrained their breath subconsciously. They clenched the swords in their hands and stared at the Lokfar barbarian who hadn't even closed his hand, for fear that he would roar and kill another man. Throw the ax out.

"Let me kill him." Sejuani's complexion became extremely bad. When she said this, she desperately waved the cold iron chain hammer in her hand, as if she was really angry to the extreme because of the death of her soldier. .

Galen didn't answer, nor did he look at her. He looked at the ax for a long time and then pursed his lips. He looked at the Noxian fortress as if he was thirsty and said, "Attack."

Jess frowned and didn't try to refute anymore. He had already felt the killing intent on Galen. Although he really wanted to prove himself, he knew that it would definitely not be a good idea to completely anger Galen at this time, so He slipped the Noxian fortress into his scope.

Olaf in the distance finally put away his hands. He looked at the tens of thousands of troops who were terrified by his axe, with a satisfied expression on his face. He laughed and stroked his lush hair. With a golden beard like a flame, he stepped forward with one foot.

"Srustling—" The sound of stepping on the snow stunned the already tense coalition soldiers, and some of them even took a step back subconsciously.

And those Snow Mountain Alliance soldiers who were trying to get up were directly frightened and fell to the ground again.

When Galen saw such a scene, he still watched blankly, as if he didn't want to stop it at all, but Ashe found that Galen's hand holding the sword was already full of veins.

Olaf laughed more and more cheerfully, and he took the second step, and then the third step amidst the loud laughter.

He began to walk towards the mouth of the canyon without stopping, as if he really wanted to defeat ten thousand with one enemy.

The soldiers of the coalition army finally began to have some disturbances. Among them, the better-quality soldiers like Demacia can still maintain military discipline, while the troops like Ashe's Avarosa and the Snow Mountain Alliance have begun to turn back frequently. According to his leader, the most serious of them was the barbarian army of the barbarian king Tryndamere. This group of barbarians scattered on the right side of the canyon mouth took out their long knives and slapped their chests and shouted to Tryndamere: "Tryndamere is here!" , our king, let us kill him, kill this damned guy."

"Yes, kill him, kill this damn guy..."

"Fuck him to death..."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Tryndamere twitched the corners of his mouth, waved his hands awkwardly at his brothers to signal their silence, and then said embarrassedly to Galen, "I'm really sorry, Brother Galen, It’s because I’m usually negligent in discipline, they listen to your orders, they listen to your orders.”

Ashe and the somewhat reluctant Sejuani also gave orders to silence their troops, and then looked at Galen.

Everyone is waiting for Galen to make a decision.

To fight, or to retreat?

"Let him come here." After saying this, Galen suddenly raised the fearless sword in his hand and threw it towards the ax embedded in the deep snow.

"Clang—" The low sound of metal and iron clashing echoed throughout the mouth of the canyon accompanied by the roaring snow and fog.

When the dust cleared, Galen had already walked down from the high ground step by step, facing Olaf in the canyon, towards the pair of intertwined swords and axes, the final battleground walked over.

The entire coalition army fell silent again. They watched the man walking down from the high ground and consciously gave way.

And where no one was paying attention, Mercury's cannon once again boiled with blue light.

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Without breaking my promise, I wrote it.

Because the home network has not been fixed yet, there may be problems with the update in the past few days, but it will basically not be interrupted.

I also hope to understand.