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Mercury's Cannon No. 16 roars.

All other noises have receded, there are no whistles, no shouts one after another, the whole air is silent only the sound of the wind, and the sonic boom pulled by the roaring thunderball all the way.

Everyone held their breath, waiting quietly for the start of this bloody and bloody duel that should be wonderful and brilliant.

Looking at the ax pointed steadily at him, Galen also put away his smile, and with his arms outstretched, he raised his fearless greatsword that went deep into the snow in silence, and also raised it, aiming at it. He looked at the wild and rough Northlander's face, and said back: "Let the horse come here, you will die an honorable death."

The duel begins instantly.

Olaf didn't even wait for Galen's last word, he jumped up high with his two axes, and rushed towards Galen.

It was so neat and neat that there was no extra nonsense.

Vicious and direct, just like the Northlanders drinking hard alcohol.

Fortunately, Galen was always prepared, so he was not caught off guard by Olaf's violent attack. Of course, he didn't have time to scold Olaf for being unruly and attacking first. After all, there are no rules in such a life-and-death struggle. to speak of.

On the high ground in the distance, Ashe drew her bow and string silently the moment Olaf took off, aiming the icy ice arrow at the center of his brow, as long as Galen's life was even a little bit in danger, She will shoot without hesitation.

Miss Caitlin, one of the Piltover quartet, did the same, aiming the hex rifle firmly between Olaf's eyebrows.

For such behavior, Wei, who has always believed in the supremacy of force, showed disdain, but her not very bright brain did not dictate her to say some stupid things at this time.

Tryndamere just held his sword and said nothing. He did not reject such behavior. Although he was a barbarian warrior who made his living by honor, he knew that sometimes profit was more important than glory.

Sejuani didn't pay attention to them at all, she just kept moving her eyes back and forth between Olaf who jumped high in the air and the Noxus fortress, with complex lights flashing in her eyes.

As for Jess, who has been completely forgotten by others, he has completely entered a state of rampage. Seeing his high-energy cannon submerge the fortress again, he let out a roar almost hysterically, and slammed his hands With a ruthless mistake, the Cannon of Mercury, which was already close to the critical point, was activated again.

"Boom——" Olaf's twin axes slashed fiercely on Galen's fearless sword across his chest.

The ferocity of that blow, with Olaf's own enormous strength, the heavy weight of the axe, and the huge momentum of the blow that fell to the sky, completely exceeded Galen's estimate.

That majestic force directly passed through the blade of the Fearless Greatsword, and poured into Galen's body. He only had time to sink his body heavily, and the whole person began to fall backwards involuntarily.

He took a deep breath, thrust the long sword into the deep snow with his backhand, and poured all his strength towards the ground.

It's just that the force was too terrifying. Even if Galen made such a quick change in an instant, his body was still pushed back nearly three yards by the snow.

That force traveled across the entire snow field, cracking the snow surface for nearly five yards around before it could barely stop.

The entire air was filled with snow and mist flying all over the sky, covering Galen's somewhat embarrassed figure at that moment.

Olaf succeeded in one blow without stopping for a moment. With one bow and one bow, he rushed into the thick snow fog with two big axes, as if he was not afraid of Galen's sudden counterattack in the snow fog.

The sound of metal and iron clashing suddenly reappeared at the next moment, densely packed like thunder, ringing in everyone's ears non-stop. The dense sound, I don't know how many times the ax and the long sword clashed. The ferocious fighting breath shook the whole earth.

The sound of bombardment resounded for a full three breaths, and the snow and fog finally dissipated.

The two men panted heavily and reappeared in everyone's field of vision. There were no wounds on their bodies, no blood, only snow.

Their weapons were still clashing fiercely, and their two pairs of eyes were staring at each other, like two immortal beasts.

"You are very good. You have taken my 890 four axes without leaving any injuries." Olaf slammed two balls of hot air from his nostrils, blowing the snowflakes that fell on his golden beard to the ground , laughed and said, "You must know that even that damned sea snake was chopped into meat by me when I was the [-]th axe. You are really good." His tone was really appreciative, Without any sarcasm, it was full of the heroism of the northerners.

Strong is strong, weak is weak.

"You're not bad. Among all the opponents I've met in my life, except for Darius, no one can beat me like this." Galen also laughed and said, "If there is a chance, I must ask you to play hard." have a drink."

"There is a chance." Olaf pulled out a ferocious smile, and the strength in his hand increased by three points, making Galen's fearless sword creak, "I like to use the head of the strong to do it the most." Wine glass—"

After the last word fell, his whole body suddenly leaned forward, and the veins in his arms surged violently, forcing Galen to take a step back.

At that moment, Olaf, who was like a mad tiger, jumped up high again. His two axes were lifted high into the sky by him. His arms were opened, as rough as the legendary North Sea His godlike face was facing the sky, his eyes looking at the rare clear sky in the Freljord.

As if he was performing some kind of ritual towards the sky, he uttered the last incantation towards the sky, and he shouted: "Lokfa—"

The deep roar resounded through the entire mouth of the canyon at that moment, and everyone felt that thunder was ringing in their ears.

The sky where the sun was hanging high suddenly dimmed at that moment, and countless purple thunders like mad snakes streaked across the sky, and finally rushed to the two axes that were raised high into the sky.

The lightning passed through the ax and permeated Olaf's body, wrapping his whole body in a dense electric current.

Olaf had no pain or sadness. It was more like he had been blessed by the gods. His whole body swelled instantly, his skin took on a silver-gray color, and even his beard was almost tempered.

He bowed, bent his elbows, and retracted his axe.

In the next moment, Olaf was desperate.

Just like the god of thunder.

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