let go of my anne

In fact, Swain certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to put his [-] elites in that canyon to be slaughtered without any backup, just when Tryndamere seemed to be in the middle of nowhere.

A dazzling golden light flashed in the air, and blasted straight at the storm of knives in the terrifying sonic boom like Mercury's cannon.

The scarlet snow mist that was whistling and whirling at the last moment dissipated cleanly like the scorching sun shining on the white snow when it touched the golden light.

Tryndamere roared out after the snowstorm, and slashed across the unstoppable light like the sun.

The rough long knife made of ordinary iron was shattered in an instant, and the next moment, Tryndamere's entire body was melted into the golden light.

The storm stopped suddenly, and the bloody killing stopped.

The whole world was shrouded in golden light in an instant, and no one could open their eyes.

The light dazzled for two breaths, and finally dissipated.

The Noxus who had been killed and had almost collapsed discovered that the fierce god who had blocked people from killing people and Buddhas from killing Buddhas... had fallen down.

The snow and fog all over the sky slowly fell away, Tryndamere was no longer standing, holding his knife, the coalition soldiers who originally thought that victory was in sight, were horrified to find that in the distance, on that fortress, they did not know when they had erected Two huge metal arms, with a faint golden light shining on the palms of the two arms, echoing the rare Freljord sun in the sky, like three suns.

Galen blinked his uncomfortably bright eyes, and looked at the two metal arms that seemed to be ready to go. The quick attack just now surpassed the attack of the sound, and Jess's A Mercury cannon is almost identical.

He realized he had overlooked something, and that was that he had the technology of Piltover, and so did Noxus, and it was those damn things in Zaun that nearly made him hate him.

The two metal arms in front of him are obviously Zaun's masterpiece, and they seem to be similar in style to Jace's Mercury Cannon, which is known as the latest scientific research achievement.

This made Galen especially uneasy. Although Jace's Mercury Cannon didn't make any contribution, and even caused him huge troubles, he had to admit that the power of that damned broken thing Horrible indeed.

Only a pervert like Olaf can resist so many frontal blows. Although Tryndamere is famous for his bravery, Galen has never really seen the true strength of the barbarian king, and he doesn't know his body. Not strong enough.

Even if the power of those two arms is a little smaller, it is not something ordinary soldiers can bear... Galen frowned and prepared to order to temporarily guard the canyon entrance, not to take advantage of the situation to push forward.

Because the range of the two arms should not exceed the canyon, otherwise the Noxus would have no reason not to take them out from the beginning and blast the coalition forces gathered outside the canyon to scum.

Just when Galen was about to draw his sword, a solid hand stretched out from the snow in the temporary vacuum in the canyon.

Then there was the second one, Tryndamere struggled out of the snow for the second time today, he looked fine, except for the snow all over his body, he could even sneeze and say, "Damn it, I'm freezing to death."

There is no domineering air in this sentence, and it is even a bit laughable.

But no one laughed, and the Noxus people who were relieved instantly felt their hearts hang. The people who were closer even took a step back subconsciously, swallowing their saliva for a while, and the hand holding the knife They were all a little unstable, and they completely lost the ferocious arrogance like a ghost when they rushed out before.

The soldiers of the coalition army suddenly became happy again, and the barbarians belonging to Tryndamere saw that their king had no weapons at hand, and hurriedly volunteered one by one, shouting and throwing their long knives.

In an instant, there was a forest of long knives. If Tryndamere hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been poked into a hornet's nest by his own people instead of being hurt by the enemy.

Seeing Tryndamere jumping up and down cursing his mother in front of the battle, Galen's gloomy mood improved a little, and he almost laughed.

But he didn't smile after all, after all, there were still too many things to deal with.

Olaf is also missing...

Thinking that the thunderous man was still alive, Galen felt like a thorn was planted in his heart. He took a deep breath while holding the hilt of his sword, and whispered to the people around him, "Let Avaro The Sa people prepare their bows and arrows and throw them."

Tryndamere looked at the long knives stuck all over the ground behind him. After looking at them for a while, he didn't choose any more. Instead, he pulled out a handful, pointed at the Noxians and said with a big smile, "Come on, let's go!" You bastards of Noxus, I just stand here and won’t leave, I want to see if you will die first, or if I run out of knives first.”

The rolling laughter, accompanied by the sound of countless long knives being blown by the wind, looped and roared throughout the canyon, like a savage and rough war song.

The Noxians, who were already weak, were even a little timid at the moment. They hesitated, looking at the man with countless long knives on his back, no one dared to take a step forward for a while.

The cold wind blew through the countless long knives standing in the forest again, and the roar was even louder. They endlessly impacted the Noxus' ears, like a mockery of bravery over cowardice.

"Go up..."

"Don't get in the way... Hurry up."

"You bastard, you can't, I'll do it."

One after another voices began to resound among the Noxus people. This behavior of shaking the army's morale and disobeying military discipline caused the Noxus officers a headache. Wash away the shame.

Tryndamere shook his head helplessly. He watched the timid Noxians put away their smiles, pursed the corners of their lips and roared loudly: "A group of cowards, they belong to men, come up with me!" Fight to the death."

The last word came out of his mouth, and his whole body was like a mad tiger holding a knife, and rushed towards the dense crowd.

In the sound of howling knives, two golden rays of light tore through the air again.

Tryndamere, who had jumped high and looked like a mad tiger, and whose killing intent seemed to be at its peak, suddenly let out a wry smile: "Again..."

A word "来" was engulfed in the golden light.

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I found the problem, these chapters are too long, try to shorten the length.