I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

They are currently one of only two people who pose a threat to the Black Rose.

Now, Du Kekao seems to know something, if he really goes back to the Immortal Fortress to "self-destruct".

This is not good news for Black Rose.

LeBlanc, however, remained unperturbed by the situation.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless self-righteous fools like Duquesão, who thought they could change everything.

But in the end, it was all in vain.

Even though it didn't affect the overall situation, LeBlanc's heart was still filled with coldness.

Even LeBlanc doesn't have many pieces of Amyst's caliber.

He was defeated by Du Kekao because of a moment of carelessness.

Du Kekao must die!

Chapter 143, The Man Who Hanged Himself with One Left Hand

Du Kekao was focused on speeding towards the Immortal Fortress.

Time has never seemed so important to him as it does now.

Du Kekao now only regrets that he didn't grow wings and fly to the Immortal Fortress.

As long as he can return to the Immortal Fortress, all sacrifices are worthwhile!

Leon Gurez, the Pale Lady, the Black Rose.........

All darkness will vanish under the scorching sun of the empire!

Wait!

Du Kekao gritted his teeth and said to himself.

..........

Cavendish Forest is a forest located east of Immortal Fortress.

The trees here are so tall that they block out the sun all day long.

Because this forest is so dense, even the official roads built by the Noxian Empire have chosen to deviate from it.

At this moment, Du Kekao did not choose to take the main road, but instead planned to go directly through the Cavendish Forest.

As a legendary master, the forest was naturally no obstacle for Du Kekao.

Time is clearly more important to him at this moment.

Without the slightest hesitation, Du Kekao plunged into the forest.

In the pitch-black, dense forest, not even a sliver of sunlight could be seen, and for a moment, Du Kekao even thought he had entered the night.

Even so, Du Kecao did not stop for a moment.

He just kept running like that.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint light appeared in the distance.

To ordinary people, it was just a ray of light.

But for Du Kekao, it was something called "hope".

It is not only his hope, but also the hope of this vast Noxus Empire!

Finally, Du Kekao found himself in the sunlight.

Looking up at the sun overhead and the magnificent outline of the Immortal Fortress in the distance.

General Duqueseau, who had spent most of his life in darkness, experienced the beauty of sunlight for the first time.

Immediately afterwards, Du Kekao returned to the Immortal Fortress without stopping.

Things went just as he had predicted; he revealed the darkness and wickedness of the Black Rose to everyone.

The evil organization that was originally rooted deep within the empire, constantly draining its lifeblood, was exposed.

He led the Noxian warriors, pulling these black rose worms out of the darkness one by one.

Whether they were generals, nobles, dignitaries, or commoners, no matter how cleverly they concealed themselves, none of them could escape the judgment of Du Quocão.

He is Duquesão!

He became a hero of the Noxian Empire!

Finally, amidst the revered gazes of the crowd, Du Kekao slowly walked towards the throne of the Immortal Fortress.

Yes, he is going to be crowned "General"!

..........

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Du Kekao walked firmly on the marble floor, his steel boots making a resounding clang.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Moments later, the throne that had once seemed so far away was now right before Du Kekao's eyes.

Without thinking, he slowly extended his right hand toward the steel throne.

Faced with this supreme power of the First Empire of Runeterra, who could resist its allure?

Closer, closer...

Just as he was about to touch the throne, Du Kekao's consciousness suddenly became somewhat blurred.

A suffocating feeling suddenly appeared on Du Kekao's neck.

Soon, his vision began to blur.

In a moment of clarity, he regained a sliver of lucidity.

Looking at his still-intact right hand, Du Kekao suddenly remembered something.

Shouldn't this right hand have been severed by Leon Guerrez?

At that moment, Du Kekao seemed to understand something; his eyes suddenly bulged out of their sockets.

He couldn't believe it would turn out this way.

But only for a moment.

Reason and delusion then began to entangle themselves.

In the end, all that remained in Duqueseau was the instinctive desire for power and status.

Du Kekao's breath grew weaker and weaker. With his last bit of strength, he looked up at the steel throne right in front of him.

His eyes were filled with resentment.

He was unwilling to accept it! He was so close, just one step away! One step...

Finally, Du Kekao breathed his last and collapsed before the throne.

..........

In the pitch-black forest, the atmosphere was ethereal, like a mirage. A woman with a charming and alluring face raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the man hanging on a tree branch.

The man's face was still filled with suffocating pain and resentment as he remained immersed in his dream.

The man hanged himself using the belt around his waist.

What's noteworthy is that one thing is incomprehensible: how did a man with only one arm manage to hang himself so tightly from a tree branch?

Clearly, everything that just happened was merely the man's fantasy.

He never left this forest, and the so-called coronation was merely what he longed for deep in his heart.

Everything is just a mirage.

Looking at Du Kekao's gruesome death.

LeBlanc even felt somewhat merciful, after all, in the end, she was just a tiny bit away from fulfilling this rebellious madman's wish.

She could have made that old man die a painful death.

LeBlanc shook her head slightly, a strange look flashing in her eyes.

Du Kecao thought he would be a match for the Black Rose, but it turned out he wasn't good enough.

The most dangerous assassin is the one lurking in the shadows; once he tries to expose himself to the light, he's no better than a rake used for weeding.

Du Kekao, took the wrong path...

At that moment, her figure, like the moon reflected in water, vanished completely from the spot with a blurry, hazy appearance.

At last.

In the dark forest, only this corpse, hanging from a tree, remained.

No one cares about his reputation, status, or honors.

Apart from LeBlanc, nobody even knew whether Du Coca was dead or alive.