Page two hundred and sixty-ninth [Growing thicker]
In the vast corridor, the sound of footsteps echoed continuously.
Delxiu ran at the front with a knife, Lao Du followed closely behind, and more Demacian stormtroopers were like silent blades, firmly falling behind them, ready to make a decisive attack at any time.
Down.
They moved forward from the middle of the battlefield, avoiding most small-scale battles, and finally entered the fortress through a side door.
They had been running inside the fortress for five minutes, and strangely, no one came out to stop them.
The entire huge fortress seemed to be dead, and only their footsteps were silent.
"Something's wrong." After turning another corner, Delxiu stopped in his tracks. He looked at the longer corridor ahead and frowned, "It shouldn't be."
"It shouldn't be." Lao Du stopped behind him, also looking at the seemingly endless corridor, and whispered, "Swain..."
Swain, the most powerful eye of wisdom who suddenly appeared in the centuries-old barbaric history of Noxus, a lame man who always stood in the shadows, what was he thinking?
"We..." Just when Delxiu wanted to say something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at a corner closed by heavy stones, where...
"Did you smell it?" he asked.
"Did you smell it too?" Lao Du asked back without any rebuttal, looking at that corner as well.
That smell...
It's really nostalgic.
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The fire at the city gate burned very high.
Volibear roared and slapped the heads of the two guys charging towards him in half.
The fighting prowess of these guys made him frown deeply. Although he killed them with one blow, he himself also suffered two solid blows from them.
The ferocious blade that could break through his fur that was so thick and strong that even thunder could hardly damage it really made him a little afraid.
He didn't know where these people came from or which force they belonged to. They wore Noxian scout uniforms and appeared like a group of ghosts.
Fortunately, their numbers are few. Otherwise, they would be a huge obstacle tonight.
Now we just need to kill them all as quickly as possible and then seize the city gate.
"Tear apart -" while Volibear was thinking this, the bloodthirsty Mr. Rabbit killed an unknown and powerful warrior who was as fast as the wind with two swords at the cost of his own injuries.
Several Noxian officers who stayed at the gate of the city saw that the surrendering army that should belong to them came to support them, and they happily walked towards them.
As a result, he was hacked to death by Mr. Rabbit without blinking an eye. Mr. Rabbit spit out a mouthful of cold saliva, cursed the bastard loudly, and rushed to the other side to commit massacre again.
"Okay." Volibear really had a headache for his partner, who was so impulsive that he didn't look like a human being at all.
The top priority now is to occupy a favorable location, not kill people.
Just when he was impatiently trying to grab Mr. Rabbit's shoulders to calm him down, he suddenly felt a stinging pain on the back of his neck.
Enemy attack.
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Very far away in the mountains.
A place full of snow in the Freljord.
A pair of eyes suddenly opened in the dim moonlit night, emitting a yellow light like a flame.
Rengar opened his eyes and woke up from his endless sleep.
It's this feeling again, this feeling of wanting to control my entire body.
What the hell, what kind of bastard dares to do this?
"Roar--" Rengar was forced to hold his head once again due to the strong erosion of his thoughts, but it was of no use.
Although his power is powerful enough to easily destroy a mountain.
But faced with this kind of crisis that broke out directly in his body, he was powerless.
He felt that every nerve in his body was being pulled wildly, and he felt that he was falling into an abyss that he could not struggle against.
He stood up from the ground involuntarily. As if possessed, he began to move in a direction that he didn't want to go at all.
"What the hell..." The Snow Mountain Overlord, who has always been unstoppable since I can remember, could only roar helplessly at the entire sky, "What is it?"
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Time turned back to the moment when Chen Senran broke out of his shell.
Chen Senran opened his eyes, and the raging magic lines seemed to rush out of his skin violently, burning fiercely.
The darkness that had been crushed into pieces continued to fall, and the darkness that had ceased to swallow everything all the time did not immediately surround Chen Senran.
General Burnham seemed to have discovered a new continent. He no longer had the murderous intention before. Instead, he directed the darkness around him with great interest, and moved towards Chen Senran with a strong sense of probing.
A casual greeting.
As a result, it naturally did not cause any trouble to Chen Senran. In fact, because General Burnham's force was too light, the darkness did not even touch him and was directly torn into pieces.
At this moment, Chen Senran seemed to have lost all consciousness. There were only wild, flame-like black beams of light burning in his eyes, and he no longer had the absolute calmness of the past.
His whole body was trembling, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon in the air.
"An unexpected gain." General Burnham said this without stopping his probing.
He supported his head and manipulated the darkness to start to increase his power bit by bit. From the beginning, he attacked slowly and slowly, and at the end, he attacked quickly like sharp arrows.
Step by step, it's like doing some kind of experiment.
However, Chen Senran really didn't know what kind of state he had reached at this moment, and those non-stop attacks could not cause any harm to him at all.
On the contrary, he himself was shaking more and more violently. With the magic patterns that were also swimming faster and faster, his whole body seemed to be about to explode.
"Tear -" The temptation of darkness finally evolved to a terrifying reality. The darkness condensed into a spear-like shape and cut through the stagnant air, stabbing straight towards Shen Yi's eyebrows.
This time, the invisible protection around Chen Senran could no longer stop him. The spear broke through the defense line easily, like tearing apart a thin dress.
"Brush—" In an instant, the tip of the spear reached an inch in front of Chen Senran's eyebrows.
At this critical moment, Chen Senran finally stopped shaking his whole body, and his hand instantly grasped the life-killing spear at a completely impossible speed, and stopped letting it move forward.
The darkness stagnated for another moment. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!