Open your eyes.

General Burnham opened his eyes.

Before that knife slashed the darkness and rushed to him.

Draw the sword.

The sword of darkness.

He finally used it.

But he just used it, and he had no intention of drawing a sword.

He just slowly picked up the sword from the long table and blocked it in front of him.

The sword blocked so slowly, but the black sword was covered with the black scabbard, as if it had pulled all the darkness, pressing the sword to the point where this sword remained.

The sword representing the entire darkness.

The Invincible Sword.

The long sword slashed on the long sword.

It should have been a shocking blow, but unexpectedly there was no sound. All the stormy waves seemed to have been completely swallowed up by the darkness.

The long sword that could not stop was enough to cut everything horizontally and slashed on the dark scabbard.

No more moving forward.

The fierce force was melted clean by the pitch-black scabbard.

It's like a mud cow entering the sea.

"Don't you understand?" General Burnham held the sword with one hand and sighed as if regretful, "You can't kill me. I couldn't have been there, and it's even more impossible now. Whether it's a hundred or a thousand times, the result will be the same."

"Then I'll try ten thousand times..." Old Du raised the knife, whispered and suddenly roared and used the knife, "One million times!!!"

Hand over the sword again.

"As long as..." Old Du pressed against the dark sword that was as stable as the whole world, gritted his teeth and looked at the dark face hidden in the darkness, and growled, "I am still alive."

As long as I'm still alive.

Old Du put away his knife and slashed it again.

In the endless darkness, only this man who had escaped in panic kept firing.

Like the only, dazzling light.

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Wait a minute.

Although this sentence was not loud, it happened to everyone hear it in endless shouts and fights.

Everyone's eyes looked at the origin of this sentence.

The battlefield where the steel attacks were originally quieted for the time being, and only the war was still burning.

The speaker stood on the edge of the battlefield, and the sparse light could barely shine on the person's feet, and no one could see the person's face clearly.

But someone still recognized her.

From her voice.

Se Zhuoni.

A person who should never appear.

"King!!!" All the soldiers of Winter Claws roared, their momentum shook the sky.

In an instant, he brought back the weak morale that was beaten to retreat.

The people from the Snow Mountain Alliance, which was originally taken by Jace's medicine, were also shaken. They no longer rushed forward, but looked at their comrades who had been in front of them.

Ezreal, who was ready to go, had already condensed in his hands, stopped and looked at Sejuanni. His heart, which had not had too much fluctuation for a long time due to mechanization, suddenly became uneasy.

Very uneasy.

The situation fell into a subtle state in an instant.

No one fought again, and even breathed lowered a little.

I was afraid of destroying the depression at this moment.

"What are you waiting for?" Garen was the first to speak. He held the sword and let the flesh and blood slide down the sword.

He had already entered the last section of the road. As long as he gave him a little more time, at the gate of the city, this crucial point was his.

Everything will be settled.

But now the absolute variable of Se Zhuangni has blocked this most critical step.

He intends to...do whatever he wants.

"Don't be impulsive." After appearing again, Ezreal, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke, as if he had seen through Garen's thoughts. Although his tone was still stable, his tone was obviously a little anxious.

He was real and felt increasingly uneasy.

in the end……

"Mr. Ezeril. Did you guess it?" Sejonni spoke again, with a tone that was expected. She said slowly, "What are you waiting for? Of course, I'm waiting for someone you see."

Who is alone?

The footsteps sounded from behind Se Zhuoni, and with four feet, the two of them walked out of the darkness and stood next to Se Zhuoni.

The light still failed to shine on those two people.

But Garen's pupils were already shrinking rapidly.

Because he had recognized the two people from those four feet.

Olaf and Caitlin.

Plus Se Zhuoni.

Three people, three people who should never stand together.

"General Garen, my dear Garen, have you guessed it?" Sejonny was still speaking in a slow tone, "That's right. Dear Miss Caitlin, she's with us now."

As her words fell, the two people who could not see their faces came out of the darkness.

Caitlin was in front and Olaf was behind, and the flickering flames shone on Caitlin's silence and the indifferent eyes on Olaf's cold and hard face like a god of war in the north.

With a little joking look.

It's like a lone wolf driving a sheep.

"What do you want?" Ezreal spoke, still not having much emotion, but the almost word-by-word speaking style had already shown his emotion.

Angry, uneasy.

"So do you really like our Miss Caitlin?" Sejonny walked to Caitlin, rubbing Caitlin's soft long hair with a little snow, while looking at Ezeril and smiling meaningfully, "What do you think? Do you know what I want?"

"Kill!!!" Garen suddenly roared, when the atmosphere was subtle and everything was still in the air.

His sword was ready, less than ten yards away.

Just charge.

Then everything will be too late.

Everything will be in time.

The long sword in his hand slid from the air without stopping, and cut off the neck of the Winter Claw warrior who was still gasping for orders in front of him.

The blood and the terrible sound of the neck being cut off were thrown away at the dead city gate.

The battle end restarts.

Everything is reactivated.

The war burned again.

The coalition soldiers followed Garen again to charge forward.

The soldiers of Winter Claws and the soldiers of the Bear Humans also fought to the death after being stunned.

"You idiots, didn't you see me?" Se Zhuoni yelled, and looked at the Snow Mountain Alliance people who hadn't come back to their senses for a while and started charging forward.

After this roar, the people finally reacted, and hesitated for a moment before waving the knife at the people around them.

Garen had no choice but to worry about the battlefield behind him. The only thing he could do now was to swing his sword in front of him.

Wave the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword!!!

"Tear--"

The sword breaks through the air and tears the fire.

"Don't stop!!!" Garen raised his sword and roared loudly-

"Ezerel!!!"

Se Zhuoni shouted almost at the same time as him.
Chapter completed!