let go of my anne

"It's almost time." Swain stood behind a certain wall inside the fort, watched the bloody fights under the fort through a hidden hole, and stroking the crow on his shoulder while talking to himself.

Standing behind him were the members of the hidden assassination team who rushed from Noxus. They were silent, holding their unsheathed knives, like a group of demons ready to go.

The fighting under the fortress had come to an end, and both the coalition forces and Sejuani's side suffered heavy casualties.

The only difference is probably that Galen has never been able to charge into the city, and Sejuani has a slight advantage.

But this little advantage is not worth mentioning, as long as...

Swain waved his hand.

As long as he waved his hand, the group of demons behind him would descend on the bleeding land under the fort in the shortest possible time.

Then, destroy it.

victory……

The corner of Swain's mouth pulled out a cool arc again.

His hands were raised high in the dimly lit room.

And at the same time, above the sky.

The gestation of that pitch-black cocoon that enveloped Chen Senran seemed to be at its final juncture.

The darkness, like a living creature, throbbed violently.

It's like something is about to break out of the cocoon.

General Burnham was still standing in the sky, leaning on his sword, motionless.

Snow fell on his shoulders again.

If you just look at it like this, and ignore the back and forth between him and Chen Senran before, then he is simply like the most loyal guard of that dark cocoon.

The cocoon throbbed more and more.

It sucked one by one, as if pulling the darkness around it.

As its beating frequency became faster and faster, the speed at which the darkness flowed toward the cocoon became faster and faster.

In the end, with the pitch-black cocoon as the center, abnormal distortions appeared in the sky several hundred yards nearby.

Darkness is still darkness.But darkness is no longer just darkness.

They are condensed and pulled away, surrounding the still accelerating black cocoon, the treacherous heart, forming something purer than darkness.

Darkness itself.

"The origin of darkness." General Burnham whispered the word throughout the distorted sky.Only the place where he stood remained the same.

It was dark and calm, except that there was no more snow falling.

"Darkness." He repeated the word again, without emotion, excitement, or anything else.

But one word is enough for him to say twice, and it is enough to show how important what this word represents.

The important thing was that General Burnham couldn't help rubbing the hilt of the sword in his hand slightly.

This action moved his shoulders, so that the snow on his shoulders was shaken off.

Was shaken off a little bit.

A little bit of snow fell from his dark shoulders.

Fall slowly.

Slowly leaving General Burnham's territory with a rhythm that didn't match the beating heart at all.Falling into the darkness that is desperately twisting.

"Srustling—" The falling snow collided with the twisted darkness and made a small sound.

Like a flake of snow falling to the ground.

Just when the sound of falling snow came to mind, the beating black cocoon that was about to explode suddenly stopped.

The abrupt stop made the entire distorted space suffocate for a moment.

There is a terrifying sense of destruction that pervades the entire world in an instant.

The pitch-black cocoon swelled suddenly, and traces of blood-like lines covered the entire cocoon in an instant from unknown places.

At that moment, the whole cocoon was like an egg about to crack its shell.

No one knows exactly what will come out of it.

The wind is still blowing.

The fighting under the fort was still going on, Galen gasped and swung the fearless sword again to chop off a human head, Olaf also chopped off a human head not to be outdone, and Ashe shot an arrow.The barbarian king raised his sword.

Swain inside the fort suddenly waved his hand.

Endless black-armored warriors came out in full force.

No one knows, no one knows the next moment.What the hell is waiting for them.

next moment……

"Kara—" A slight cracking sound resounded in the windy high sky.

The pitch-black cocoon cracked a crack.

A thick, dark flame protruded a little from those cracks.

A little flame fell.

At the moment when a little flame fell, an arm that seemed to be completely made of frost, even the blood was flowing, stretched out from the endless darkness without warning, towards the black cocoon.

It's like picking a ripe fruit.

That hand was incomparably swift, almost a yard away from that cocoon in the blink of an eye.

There is no need to calculate at all, even a breath.No, it doesn't take half a breath, that one hand can easily pick that fruit.

At this moment, General Burnham, who had been standing high in the sky like a statue, moved.

It moved without warning.In just one breath, he appeared in front of that hand.

He was still leaning on the sword, with his head down, and the snow on his shoulders was still there.

It was as if it had stood there since ancient times, never moving.

That hand came hard against the scabbard of General Burnham's sword.

No light was emitted.

There is no heat.

Nothing else.

Just fight and separate.

"Get out of the way." Lissandra withdrew her frosty arm and looked at General Burnham who was leaning on the sword, her words were as cold as her body.

"What do you want?" General Burnham said calmly, without moving.

The cocoon behind him made another cracking sound, and the time to break the cocoon was not far away.

"I said, get out of the way." Lissandra held the sleeping girl in her arms, and bright frost began to float up and down her body.

"Tell me what you want." General Burnham was not at all frightened by the frost that was gradually engulfing the sky, and darkness floated around him at the same time.

Compared with the purer darkness behind him.

The cracking sound is louder, and the hatching is only a moment away.

"Burnham, I don't have anything now, but you are different." Lissandra suddenly withdrew the surging frost, just looked at Burnham and said so calmly.

Although she didn't finish her sentence, the meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious.

She has nothing, so she can do her best, but General Burnham, you have everything, are you willing?

does it worth?

"Because I own everything, there are some things that you can't take if I don't give them to you." General Burnham still didn't move, speaking calmly.

But calmly like the truth of this world.

The sound of shell cracking became louder, and something was fleeting.

"You won't let me?"

"I won't let it."

The wind roared high in the sky, absolute darkness and absolute frost stared at each other.

There was a moment of dead silence.

The dead silence lasted only a moment.

next moment.

"Burnham—" Lissandra screamed suddenly.

With her screaming, endless frost filled the sky in an instant and rushed towards Burnham and the black cocoon at that moment.

And at this very moment—

The sky was full of fire. (to be continued..)

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