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Everything happens in a split second.

All the blades stopped between the man's powerful fists, and then scattered to the ground, forming regular concentric rings on the ground, encircling the two facing each other in the middle.

The man laughed loudly in that low, magnetic voice, blocking his paused backstab, and with a single blow, his wrist hurting, and the weapon was easily snatched away.

The thin blade in the man's hand, which had belonged to him, pressed against the fragile tendons in his neck.

"Now, your sword is mine."

Tyrone was dumbfounded, and it was the first time he saw the appearance of the man under the black coat, indifferent, but with a domineering attitude.

"Leave it to your disposal." After his astonishment, he smiled with relief, this is a worthy opponent.

"I give you two options: live as an envoy to the Noxus High Command and carry out missions for Noxus; Or die, and I can give you a happy death. ”

"Can I make a qualification?"

"Let's talk about it."

"I will work for you, but I will not obey the rest of the command, because I only respect the strong that I cannot defeat." He looked up at the man in black with pale eyes.

"Yes. From this day forward, you will be a retainer of my Du Kekao. ”

When the killer in front of him mentioned his name, Tyrone couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect that the opponent he had just fought hard against was the Great General Du Kekao himself.

The man he respected all his life.

……

Tyrone looked at his trembling hands, and the sight in front of him was so familiar.

The sword array in the sky shook with the palm of his hand, like a hundred rivers entering the sea, but in the next moment, Tyrone found that he seemed to have lost everything suddenly.

The spiritual connection between those blades and him seemed to have been forcibly severed by some kind of force, and the tip of the blade had already pressed against the white-robed mage's robe, but it did not continue, no matter how Tyrone called on his spiritual power, as if those blades under his control were completely "indifferent".

It was actually a means to rely on his strong spiritual power to completely erase the spiritual imprints on the countless sharp blades in this sword array. The most straightforward, but also the most consuming.

Suddenly, the white robe disappeared, and in an instant, it was ten steps away from him. Reginald looked at Tyrone with a smile on his face.

Now, the one trapped in this blade cage is him.

"I won."

Tyrone froze in place, and from all sides of him, countless knife tips shot out cold light. It turned out that the blade he trusted the most also betrayed him at a moment.

Tyrone closed his eyes quietly.

The blades floating in the air instantly lost their supporting strength and scattered to the ground, colliding between the knives, making bursts of metal crisp sounds.

"Don't you have the habit of cutting grass and eradicating the roots?" Tyrone chuckled disdainfully.

"Why kill you when I've already won?" Reginard asked rhetorically, "Combat can be just a game, why does it have to be a matter of life and death?" ”

"Because no one else thinks so."

"What if there was a battle that had nothing to do with life and death, and could adjudicate all the strife of the world?" Reginard continued to ask.

Tyrone was stunned, but denied it. "There's no such thing in the world."

Reginard lowered his head, smiled to himself, and said, "That's my dream." You'll see that day. ”

Tyrone looked at him, his eyes narrowed, and there was a deep light in the eyes of this white-robed mage, which he couldn't understand, but there was a faint sense of resonance. But the way of survival that he learned in the dark alleys of Noxus since he was a child made him quickly deny this feeling, and just snorted disdainfully: "But if you let me go today, don't think that I will owe you a favor, Reginald, I have never had mercy on the enemies of Noxus, and don't regret it because of your momentary kindness." ”

Although the words were still cold, Reginald could hear the subtle change in Tyrone's attitude, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

However, at this moment, a faint power and killing intent suddenly spread.

Sure enough, it came.

"Tyrone, you can step down. The direction of the temple needs manpower, and Caterina has already gone, and I hope you can assist her well. The general in the black coat passed in front of Tyrone, paused, and said.

"Yes." With a clean answer, he stepped back and disappeared into the shadows.

Du Kekao smiled slightly, untied the strap of the sword around his waist, and held the sheathed sword in his hand and stuck it on the ground in front of him.

The luxurious iron scabbard suddenly burst open, revealing a blood-colored blade.

A sword that no longer hides its edge......

Sharp!

……

Around the temple, there was already a tense and busy scene.

The guards who had withdrawn from the front were doing simple wound dressing, ready for the ensuing battle. Temple soldiers were setting up barricades at street crossings, and items prepared for street fighting were stored in the temple's basement at the beginning of the city's construction. It only takes a few minutes to erect a barricade that will repel the horse against the enemy with spikes, and one cannot help but admire the foresight of the Holy King Presidium.

Asphalt was sprinkled on the outskirts, and at the slightest command, it would turn into a sea of fire that would consume the Noxians under the rocketeer's bow.

Karma sighed heavily as she stood in front of the temple's water mirror, looking at the scene around the temple that appeared in it.

The once peaceful and peaceful region, a place where the Ionians had placed so many prayers and wishes, was finally dyed with a cruel touch of blood and fire by the flames of war.

Surrounded by verdant and tranquil broad-leaved plants in the temple, there stands a holy white jade platform, the surface of the jade platform is overlapped with gorgeous cloud patterns, and the most central deep array ring in the spiritual jade is clustered.

Located on the central axis of the city, it is also the place where the spiritual veins of the psykers gather, and from the day the temple was erected, it has been entrusted with a mysterious and important role.

Now, it's time to kick it off.

Dozens of psionics stood barefoot and chanted lengthy incantations that connected them to the earth in Ionian tradition.

Streams of holy energy poured into the spiritual array, and the brilliance of spiritual energy rose with the catalysis of the mantra, enveloping the entire square in a faint light. The guardians of this holy light were shrouded in this protective power, and the light formed a solid layer of light armor on top of their blood-stained iron armor, protecting them from danger.

"Lord Karma, Irelia, they have withdrawn to the temple, we rescued Mr. Li Qing, he was in flames all over his body, we extinguished the flames, but ......"

"But what?" The brow furrowed slightly.

"But I'm afraid he'll be blind forever."

Karma was silent.

After bathing, the body supports a holy soft robe, which is taken from the color of heaven and earth, and the prestige badge that symbolizes the status of honor hangs behind him.

She slowly stepped out of the door of the temple, the divine light enveloping her body made her look like a saint descending into the mortal world, and the vast and beautiful spiritual energy radiated from her body.

"Now is the time to decide the fate of Ionia, Ao Xing, and you will protect us, will you?"

She whispered softly, so small that only she could hear her.

The guards in the square, ready to fight, looked in her direction, and a deep exhaustion was written on everyone's face. Karma looked up at the crowd, her eyes as if she could see through their souls.

She was searching for the souls of everyone present.

Confusion, despair, and pain all churned in their hearts, and although they had gradually been masked by exhaustion and numbness, she felt it clearly. Those negative emotions swept through her spirit in an instant, almost crushing her. She briefly collected her mood and said to the people present:

"The cycle of life and death is not endless, we will eventually face death, but life does not begin for death, from the croaking to the ground, we are looking for the meaning of life. It is faith, we may have been lost, we may have stolen, we may have cheated, we may have killed someone, but we will eventually return to our faith. We won't allow the army of Noxus to go straight in, because we can't, that's why we're standing here. ”

She felt her throat dry and her words dry, her previous life had been nothing more than cultivating spiritual energy and communicating with nature, and she had never even imagined that one day she would become the leader of this rebel army.

"I have sought the revelation of the dragon Ao Xing, but he has not responded." She said that there was a lot of commotion in the crowd, but her gaze calmly caressed the crowd and continued: "That's because he believes in us, that we can protect this land by bringing together our weak forces. ”

Then she turned her gaze to everyone, repeating the oracle of the fleeting prophecies.

"Irelia, you're a rebel. You long to break your peaceful life, but you are afraid of the appearance of war. You are more confused than anyone else, but you finally choose to pick up that passion and take on the responsibility of protecting this land. Maybe it's hard, maybe it's too heavy to fit on your shoulders, maybe it's for the sake of the legacy, maybe it's for the brother who has embarked on a dangerous journey, even if it's just you, you will stay and protect this land. ”

"Li Qing, your life has been running away. The blood debt that was once caused by a mistake in summoning magic has been tormenting your heart. You are blinded, abandoning the path of magic, self-exile, trying to stuff your life and forgetting your bloody hands. But you are wrong, there is nothing unforgivable, only the inability to face up to your past. I regret that you have lost the light, but I want that light to remain in your heart forever. ”

"Chen, you are the most difficult one to define, you are as rebellious as Irelia, and you are also like Li Qing who runs away from your own heart. You're proud and timid, too eager to be recognized, but you're constantly hitting a wall. Your biggest enemy is nothing but yourself, you are afraid of being replaced, in fact, no one can take your place, the most important thing is that you do not believe in your own worth, you will find the lost kendo here, it may be a little heavy. ”

"Man is indeed a weak animal, alone, sensitive and fragile, but when all of you are bound together by the chains of fate, it is ten thousand times stronger than steel."

"That'...... Is there a prophecy about Mr. Reginald? Irelia asked as she waited quietly for Karma to finish.

"That man......" Karma muttered, closing his eyes, finally shaking his head, "I can't see clearly, it's so complicated about his future that even the gods believe in it—his fate is in his own hands." ”