let go of my anne

This is a no-frills, head-to-head duel.

again and again.

When the sun rises to the zenith, it begins to slide west again.

Bleeding, dying, bleeding, dying.

The number of dead bodies continues to increase.

The top of the city has long been turned into a Shura hell.

Flesh and blood were sticking to the wall, accompanied by the sound of blades cutting and lifting, making the whole city look like a meat grinder running at high speed.

Twist, twist, twist, twist, twist, twist! ! !

"Pfft—" Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

But no one backed down.

This is a battle that cannot be retreated.

This is……

"Drink!" Murphy exhaled, and the long sword in his hand rushed out against the sun again.

This is the first time I don't know how many slashes, and also, the first time I don't know how many times the halberd is smashed into the sand.

Duke Kao has always been like a mountain, standing there firmly.

Although he was only holding a piece of iron that was about to completely decay, it gave Murphy the feeling that what he was holding was an invincible weapon blessed by the divine power of the heavens.

After fighting for such a long time, Murphy already felt a little physically exhausted.

Du Kecao, that old and strong man, even his face was as calm as before.

This is really a desperate reality.

What is even more depressing is the back.

behind him.

Has been completely behind the fall.

Just 5 minutes ago.

The enemy army that suddenly appeared behind them has completely torn their rear.

In a maximum of half a spell, Murphy will have a taste of what it means to be attacked.

In other words, he is already beginning to taste it now.

Because many soldiers have begun to fight timidly.

Soldiers who have been fighting for a long time when they see their backs are all enemies.Finally began to collapse.

The morale of the army has collapsed.

This is an irreparable situation.

Murphy suddenly felt very weak, and his whole body was weak.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

He suddenly felt that the sword in his hand was so heavy.It was so heavy that he could barely hold it.

He let the soldiers around him.Overtly or secretly, they began to retreat towards the rear.

There is no such violent offensive as before.

He also lost the interest to shout again, he felt that his throat was already sticky with thirst.

He accepted his fate, he saw it, he saw his own destiny.

That rushing river, it was magnificent at first, splashing a lot of water, and it could even rush to the highest peak at one point, but in the end it merged into a calm tributary.The flow became slower and slower, and eventually, it disappeared completely.

And now, that end is coming.

He, Murphy Light Shield, will never be able to reach that peak in his life.

He doesn't have that kind of life, nor does he have that kind of power.

Apart from the surname Guangdun, he is actually useless.

In the final stage of life, he suddenly.Understand these truths that he didn't want to face before.

"Demacia..." Murphy laughed softly, he finally clenched his sword, ready to carry out this final heroism.

he.That's all there is to it.

"Demacia!!!"

"Demacia." Someone still shouted along, also...

wait, this is...

Murphy was taken aback for a moment, and he suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar, even though it was so far away.

But, all of a sudden, he was full of strength again.

Yes……

He turned his head and saw it.

Behind the crash, a resounding dragon gun.It stood firmly on the ground of the rout, like an unfailing banner.

It is Qianjun.

It's Dragon Spear Qianjun.

yes.Jarvan IV.

That, the nephew that he used to be extremely jealous of.

Now.He just felt tears welling up in his eyes.

They haven't lost yet.

Because reinforcements have arrived.

Gavin is here.

Immediately afterwards, there were more loud roars.

More reinforcements joined the battlefield.

The situation turned towards Murphy and the others in an instant.

They are going to win.

"Follow me!!!" Murphy roared loudly again, this time, those who were quietly retreating back followed his eyes again, "Charge!!!"

Another fearless charge.

But this time, for Duke Kayo, it was an extremely dangerous charge.

Originally, they were about to win.

Victory is within sight and at your fingertips.

But now, it was suddenly impossible to even see the balance of victory.

Originally, this was their desperate battle.

Only allowed to win, not allowed to lose.

Now, but...

Duke Kao slowly laughed, and said, "Sivir, we still have less than 1000 people left, and the other party has a steady stream of reinforcements, are you afraid?"

"General Du..." Sivir also laughed, and she answered Duke Kayo with only one word.

"Hiss—" This is not a single word.

This was due to the fact that the Harvesting Wheel in her hand was too fast, which brought out the wind.

She didn't say a word, she just started her final harvest at a faster, whirlwind-like speed.

Even if it is to exhaust the last bit of strength.

Absolutely, no one will be allowed to walk in front of her.

"Good!!!" Du Kecao, Old Du, let out an incomparably heroic laugh, and he raised the knife in his hand that looked like a rotten iron block.

Beauty under the moon.

short-lived.

Intense light began to condense from that blade.

The flower that blooms at the end of life...

"Go." He whispered.

Blooming like moonlight, shrouded the entire battlefield.

The entire battlefield, so far condensed.

The breath like the quicksand of time, little by little, passed and returned.

Wind, breeze, blowing.

next moment.

"Shusha—" It was like the sound of everything blooming.

"Shusha——" it sounded like everything was withering.

Everything in the world grows and withers, winter goes and spring comes, only here, with a knife.

A knife in the past.

The entire city wall of Noxus, the iron-blooded wall that stood up for countless years, began to collapse, as if countless years had passed, and turned into sand.

at the same time.

On the battlefield, countless weapons also rot together with this time.

People, aging, withered, turned into dust.

A knife is like years.

Time is like a knife.

It's just a knife.

With one blow, half of Noxus was chopped into pieces.

With one blow, half the battlefield was cut.

After a knife.

Epiphyllum dissipated.

The most prosperous flower withers at the best time.

Old Du slowly fell from the top of the city, following the knife in his hand.

Like a flower that will wither eventually.

"Dad!!!" Katerina, who was already ruthless, shed two lines of blood and tears.

Looking at the old man who was falling slowly.

It was like seeing the entire Noxus that was slowly falling.

The walls have fallen.

A horse Pingchuan.

Are you going to lose? (to be continued)

ps: Second update.

fell asleep.

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