let go of my anne

The blue arcane energy didn't do any damage to Garen.

Against the night wind, he cut off the blue arcane ball and the good head in front of him with a backhand sword.

Blood splashed in the wind.

Galen wiped the blood off his face, looked up at Ezreal who was aiming at him from a distance, and didn't show much anger or surprise, but calmly raised his sword and slashed at the other head, saying: "Ezreal, I respect your choice, because if I were you, I would do the same. No one should lose their beloved girl."

"Thank you." Ezreal thanked, and at the same time, the blue arcane energy in his hand exploded again.

"But... I will definitely kill you." Galen unceremoniously cut through people again with the burst of arcane energy. The burst of blood and raging energy made Galen's face glow in the endless night. There is a different kind of ferocity in it.

He raised his sword and stepped forward, and the night wind brought up his hunting cloak, and he pointed at Ezreal in the wind and shouted at everyone: "Because, you are my enemy!!!"

This roar shook the entire world, causing the Snow Mountain Alliance members who had just risen to resist to stagnate again, while those alliance soldiers who were beginning to be under the pressure of resistance tightened their momentum in vain.

In an instant, he pressed another yard forward.

There were about seven yards left.

Things are not looking good for Sejuani.

She glanced sideways at Olaf, and put the huge chain hammer in her hand on Caitlin's shoulder.

Olaf retracted his ax knowingly, turned his head and slammed it in the direction of Galen.

"Ulla—" The heavy and rough ax cut through the sound of the wind, beheaded several Snow Mountain Alliance soldiers indiscriminately one after another, and rushed to Galen fiercely with blood.

There was a muffled clashing sound with his fearless greatsword.

"Galen—" Olaf squinted his eyes and looked at him from afar, "Your opponent...is me."

After the last word fell, Olaf swooped towards Galen like a cheetah.

And just as his whole body was leaping high in the air, a blue ocean began to light up on Ezreal's hands.

The sound of wind chimes drowned out all the shouts again.

But at this very moment-

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"boom--"

Lao Du's knife finally hit General Burnham's sword.

"boom--"

The flames on Chen Senran finally enveloped Lissandra.

"boom--"

The dark sea swallowed the helpless boat.

"boom--"

Fiery flames burn to cruel frost.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom---

Endless bangs and unstoppable force began to wreak havoc everywhere.

It's like a demon that has been unshackled.

The powerful impact rushed towards the door that separated the two different worlds from two directions.

The door to the big meeting room.

Darkness and flames at the same moment.They all converged at one point by coincidence, tearing the seemingly solid door clean.

Absolute darkness and pitch-black flames merged together.

The two worlds began to merge rapidly.

An unknown light enveloped the entire world.

Deprived of everything in the entire world.

There was only a shrill woman's scream and the sound of a long knife piercing the wind.

The endless roar rang for a long time before dissipating.

When the light is gone.

The originally impenetrable fortress had been battered and riddled with holes. One of the biggest scars ran from the conference room to the place where Chen Senran fell, leading to the snowy night outside.

A terrifying spectacle like being stabbed by an incomparable spear.

Everyone stopped the swords in their hands and looked at the top of the city gate in surprise, as if they hadn't woken up from the violent roar just now.

They looked up desperately.But nothing can be seen, only a strong and slightly vicissitudes of the back can be vaguely seen.

Lao Du.

He leaned on the knife, on the edge of the gap.

A wind and snow blew in and landed on his shoulders.

"You lost." General Burnham finally stopped sitting in his chair. He put away his long sword, carried it, and walked step by step from the end of the conference room.

From the collapsed ruins beside him, Delxiu struggled to get out, holding the knife indiscriminately.Charged again towards General Burnham.

Burnham didn't even look at him, just let him charge, and was knocked down by the endless darkness.

"Plop—" Del Xiu fell to the ground, but he was still struggling desperately. While struggling, he was still saying something: "Not yet..."

it seems that……

It's not over yet...

"It's not over yet." Lao Du lowered his head, his throat was hoarse, and he grabbed the handle of the knife, trembling and trying to stand up. "I... haven't died yet!!!"

"I... still have strength!!!"

"It's just... just, a mere No. 30 times. I still have many, many... many, many times!!!"

"Alo—"

"A Luo has been dead for many years." General Burnham finally walked in front of him, "You should forget her, because you can't kill me, it's a pain."

"No...no!!!" Old Du still gritted his teeth and tried desperately to stand up.

General Burnham didn't stop him either, he held his sword and stood beside Lao Du.Quietly watching the dark snowy night outside the gap and the people who are still looking up under the city.

Like a peerless king.

After a long time, he sighed.

"Honestly, I really miss when you wielded a knife. You look like one of my...very old, old friends."

The sigh fell.Silent darkness surrounded Lao Du.

"Rest in peace, as I said, I will leave you with a whole body."

The darkness completely enveloped Lao Du.

"A Luo..." he whispered.

"Teng—" A turbulent flame suddenly surged up from the gap at the edge, tearing apart the darkness that surrounded Lao Du.

The next moment, the earth and rocks melted.

The black flame rushed up from below like a tide.

In the tide, Chen Senran was bathed in raging black flames, raging snake-like black magic lines flowed all over his body, and scarlet blood streaked across his eyes.

With those endless tyranny and madness, he lifted the emerald sword that belonged to Master Yi, slowly ascended to the highest sky, and pointed the tip of the sword at General Burnham.

Like a god.

A bloodthirsty god.

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And at the same time.

Out of sight of all.

inside the fort.

In that dark room.

Swain opened his eyes suddenly.

The crow on his shoulder croaked.

In the absolute darkness, it seemed like a paradoxical prelude. (to be continued..)

ps: To make a complaint, Galen is so fucking ugly now