Irelia's face twisted as she watched as the blazing hearth drew closer and closer to her, empty of no human organs, no firewood, only a scarlet flame burning out of thin air.

The crimson glow of the fire reflected on her face, giving her a feeling of disgust as her skin dissolved. A little spark floated onto her suit, instantly scorching a blackened gap.

Irelia gritted her teeth, she was ready to die!

But her comrades-in-arms did not give up on her!

"Hasa!" The Wind Sword Strike approached, drawing his sword and slashing at Sein's arm, although the blade was not three feet in, it still did not hurt Sain's roots.

The monster only furrowed his brow deeply, and slapped Yasuo away with a backhand, his movements were somewhat hindered, but his thoughts were not interrupted, and he continued to hold Irelia and stuff it towards his abdomen.

He turned his wrist and shoved Irelia headfirst inward towards the hearth to make sure it passed.

Irelia's head had passed through the steel hearth, and in the center of the scarlet flame, it was a rootless fire that was still empty.

It's close! It's finally closer!!

Her heart was extremely excited, but her body remained absolutely still.

Only by living to the death can we win this showdown!

A flame flickered, and the tongue of fire licked in front of her, not only evaporating a section of her hair in an instant, but also licking away a piece of fragile skin on her cheek, exposing the flesh and blood inside.

But there was only one thought left in her heart, and that was to open her clenched teeth and push the crystal bottle out of her mouth with her tongue.

She watched the crystal bottle tumble smoothly to the bottom of the hearth, dissolving, and the fountain of life inside overflowed, darkening the blazing scarlet fire.

Irelia sensed an uncontrollable tremor in Sain's body, as if some chain reaction had occurred. He took advantage of the release of Sain's palms, pulled out his tightly bound hands, pressed them against the edge of the stove, and pushed himself out hard.

At this moment, her body was breathing violently, and she needed the missing oxygen, because she had held her breath for too long.

Irelia sat on the ground, touching the half of her face that was slowly repairing, gasping for breath as black smoke began to billows from the hearth in Sain's abdomen, and her eyes flashing red were filled with frenzy.

She guessed correctly, the holy water given by Jeno was really used like this, and the holy relics of life have always been the nemesis of the necromancer! Although oral consumption can repair one's own injuries, the most suitable way to use this fountain of life to extinguish the fire of death is right now!

But Irelia's joy didn't last long, and she immediately realized that there would be a process of life and death struggle, and that many unforeseen unfolding would take place during this period.

"Retreat! Let's stand back! Irelia immediately rolled over and ran to the side, shouting as she ran, telling everyone to stay away from Sain as much as possible.

As soon as her words fell, Sain moved!

This time, his goal was no longer someone, something, he had completely lost his reason and thinking, and was left with a desperate rush, trying to leave death behind.

He charged, and a massive amount of energy spilled out of his body, turning into a scarlet mist of blood.

Because of Irelia's reminder, the Ionians retreated in time, giving Theon a way to charge, but Sain's hearth had failed, and he could no longer rely on killing to continue his life, so he could only keep sprinting, so he had to keep sprinting.

Like a meteorite passing through the atmosphere, he emitted a hot red energy, smashed the arch and rushed towards the wall on the hillside.

But death did catch up with him, and he saw the wolf spirit chasing after him with a maniacal laugh, sending sharp teeth into his neck, and Sain ran slower and slower, slower and slower, like a dying meteor, and finally a moment before he was about to crash into the wall......

Flameout......

It's still......

Forever stopped......

Sain's body knelt limply in front of the wall, but his forehead rested against the wall, supporting his body to stand.

Rest until death, dance with wolves, this is the noble way of death that every Noxian soldier admires.

His death was a great inspiration to the soldiers of Noxus, and the victory of the mourning soldiers meant that the army of grief and anger would be stronger. The soldiers of Noxus were full of grief and indignation, and even after losing Sain, they still launched a charge without fear of death!

"For Noxus! Come on! ”

The black wave once again slapped against the white side, and the soldiers of Noxus fought bravely, outnumbering one.

But the lack of high-end combat power is still their biggest drawback, and their extraordinary strength is unmatched in their array, and Irelia dances again, killing in the enemy's array!

An elite Trefali soldier was holding his cuirass against three spears, dashing the formation of the three enemies apart, and then roaring through the blood-stained three spears, all of which were used to pierce one of them in the chest!

Instead of pulling his spear out again, he grabbed the axe at his waist and slit the throat of another rebel soldier, leaving one Ionian to flee, but he did not pursue it.

His body swayed because he had been hit by an arrow in his shoulder, which he had carried on his back from the beginning of the battle, and had killed ten enemies, but he also suffered from excessive blood loss, weakness, and dark eyes.

But he still resisted to fall, and even when he heard the wolf howl, he still searched for the next enemy with his blood-stained eyes. Then he saw Irelia dancing, and rushed over with an axe in defiance of death, until his throat was easily slashed open by the flying blade, and then he let the wolf spirit take him away and take him back to the wolf spirit temple of the immortal fortress.

When the last Noxian, unwilling to flee or surrender, was killed, Wood, who had temporarily replaced the admiral, gathered the remnants and tried to escape back to the battleship and make a comeback.

But Karma agitated the magic around her, sending out a devastating psychic fire, a powerful spell she was unwilling to unleash on the earth, shattering the only remaining hope of Wood's remnants from a distance of several kilometers, Wood looked at the shattered fleet, the shipwreckage burning in the emerald flames, and gave up fleeing in despair, being chased by Irelia and the others from behind, and there was no longer any resistance.

Instead of killing all the soldiers who had given up resistance, Irelia took them prisoner, and Ionia would not have killed them unless she was forced to do so.

With Admiral Wood finally surrendering, the war outside the South Gate was finally declared over, and the Ionians were finally victorious.

Unable to smell the smell of war, the crows hovering over the battlefield also left quietly.

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