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From the moment Fouguere entered the field to the moment he left, it was only a short three minutes at most.

Apart from a few loud laughs from Foygo that were clearly audible, Has and the others knew nothing of the rest of the conversation.

Because Fóyegor would naturally not reveal what had just happened.

Haas could only deduce from Jarvan IV's actions that he was praying to the suddenly appearing god for something, and then the god left.

Jarvan IV has somehow transformed into a legend?

The most critical thing is that, in the blink of an eye, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

The girl who was used to restrain Jarvan IV also suddenly drew her sword and committed suicide.

Now, Jarvan IV, with his legendary strength, is like a lion that has escaped from a zoo.

Haas couldn't believe it, much less understand it.

However, all of this is undeniably true.

Has was filled with shock and rage; he could not tolerate such an ending!

He drew the battle axe from his back and leaped forward to block Jarvan IV's path.

He was determined to stop Jarvan IV from escaping, no matter what!

So what if it's legendary?

This inexplicable legend must be fake!

It's all a smokescreen!

The sudden shock had caused Has to lose his composure.

Has's usually stern face was now contorted with rage and madness.

..........

Jarvan IV stared at Has, who had suddenly jumped in front of him and blocked his way, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Instead of seeking revenge on Haas, Haas came to him first.

Anna's death can be said to have been orchestrated by Haas.

Now that Hass has delivered himself to his death, Jarvan IV doesn't mind taking the opportunity to settle his score.

"call!!!"

Has swung his eight-foot-long giant axe, slicing it through the air like a full moon.

A crimson gleam flashed across the blade of the giant axe, and a ferocious glint appeared in Haas's eyes.

This seasoned civilian general (chde) owes his current status entirely to his honed combat skills honed over many years.

In the past, on the battlefield, Haas's blood-red giant axe had chopped off countless Demacian heads.

Today, this blood-stained axe blade has finally been pointed at the Demacian prince.

This time, however, things are destined to be much more difficult than usual.

Jarvan IV pulled the longsword from the ground, and a pale power surged from the blade, the force even piercing the ground along the edge.

Although it looks extremely terrifying, this is actually a manifestation of Jarvan IV's inability to control this legendary power.

Jarvan IV swung his sword to meet Haas's giant axe, slashing down with it.

The pale sword clashed with the scarlet axe.

"when!!!"

A dull thud came from the clash between the longsword and the giant axe.

"die!!"

Has's eyes were bloodshot. He no longer harbored any illusions; all he wanted now was to cut Jarvan IV down with his axe.

The giant axe, which had always been invincible, was now unable to advance an inch.

Their eyes met, one wild and the other cold.

Jarvan IV continuously added power, stemming from legendary-level destructive energy, gradually overwhelming Haas's crimson axe.

"No! This is impossible!"

A look of unbelievable madness flashed in Haas's eyes.

"Kakaka..."

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from Has's giant axe.

The madness in Haas's eyes gradually turned into fear.

A pale power emanated from Jarvan IV's longsword and spread to Haas's blood-red great axe.

Pale cracks spread across the giant axe in Haas's hand.

"Do not!!!!"

Haas roared, but in the current struggle, Haas was powerless to back down.

Because this was destined to be a desperate battle, Haas could only continue to pour his power into it, hoping to slice Jarvan IV's neck with the axe blade before the giant axe collapsed.

Jarvan IV saw only coldness in the face of Haas's best efforts.

Is this all the power you have?

The cold words reached Has's ears, and Has stared at the enemy prince in front of him, his eyes wide with surprise.

Because the other person's face was so calm.

"If that's the case, then die!"

"This sword strike is for Anna!!"

Jarvan IV suddenly roared, and the pale light on his longsword suddenly became quite intense!

"No!"

Has exclaimed.

The next moment, the blood-red giant axe shattered completely.

The longsword sliced ​​across Haas's neck.

A huge human head flew straight into the air.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Jarvan IV's eyes.

"Anna, I've avenged you..."

Jarvan IV sheathed his sword, then casually swung it, the pale power forcing back the Imperial soldiers who had advanced.

Then he fled toward a gap in the encirclement.

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In the blink of an eye, with just a flash of sword light and axe shadow, Has had already been slain by Jarvan IV.

The soldiers besieging Jarvan IV were terrified, and their morale plummeted.

Although the number of skilled warriors attacking Jarvan IV was large, without Has's command, they were now fighting amongst themselves.

Faced with Jarvan IV's sudden surge in power, for a time no one could stand a chance against him.

The mages of the Imperial Cabinet were never of one mind with Haas; they were only there to cooperate with his actions.

Seeing that Jarvan IV's strength had suddenly surged to legendary status, they all began to consider retreating.

In addition, magic is not suitable for combat against single units.

In a few swift moves, Jarvan IV took advantage of the chaos and escaped to the edge of the encirclement.

If this continues, Jarvan IV will likely escape again.

With his legendary strength, Jarvan IV's chances of escaping back to Demacia will likely increase significantly.

Everything seemed to have settled down, and now no one was a match for Jarvan IV, a powerful figure who had already entered the legendary realm.

Just as Jarvan IV cut down an Imperial soldier with his sword and stepped out of the encirclement, he suddenly stopped.

Jarvan IV's pupils contracted slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief and solemnity.

A dangerous aura seeped into Jarvan IV's every pore, and cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.

............

The soldiers chasing after Jarvan IV were also puzzled when he suddenly stopped.

The encirclement, which had been breached, quickly closed again, and during this time, Jarvan IV showed no intention of making any move.

The Imperial warriors watched Jarvan IV's retreating figure.

We looked at each other, our eyes flashing with surprise and uncertainty.

What kind of trick are they playing now?