Four years ago, a teenager stepped into the world of League of Legends, was chased by two empires, Demacia and Noxus, and had no way out, so he had to lead a group of brothers to cross the Hokuriku moat.

The song of blood and fire was played, the wind fell, and from then on, a generation of giants in the north rose and moved the continent.

Four years later, the same opponents, the same situation, those enemies who seemed to be so different in strength that they could not be defeated that the stage they brought him was already the pinnacle of Valoran!

"There is a smell of fire in the wind."

Zhang Bolun quietly stretched out his hand, they guarded Wu Wenxu's side, and their bodies trembled slightly in the face of most of Valoran's peak combat power.

"It's a boiling breath."

Rollo ripped open his fiery red robe, revealing his white chest, he pointed to his heart and said, "It's been four years, and my heart is finally burning again." ”

Elzac, Soren, and Sofitel nodded in unison.

Here, the pinnacle of creation.

Except for the boss and his brothers, everyone standing here may be their enemies.

Their eyes were sour, and they couldn't help blinking, because anyone they saw had left a strong mark on Valoran, and their opponent today was countless legends, and they were the pinnacle of Valoran's continent!

How heroic, what a glory?!

"Wha, crumbs, come on, come on! Whoever wants to move a hair on the Lord today will first step on my Stegroner's corpse! ”

Wu Wenxu had fallen from the top of the wedding table to Zu'an's seat at this moment, he crossed his legs and sat on the black fire chair with fangs on the armrests, like a demon king of the world.

And seeing the power of the Thirteen White Knights, the powerhouses of the League of Legends don't want to fight against them at this moment.

The collapsed seats made the hall even more messy, and they all retreated, leaving a huge gap that was quickly filled by the elite armies of Debang and Noxus.

"Step! Trample! Trample! ”

The green meadows, ravaged by a pair of steel steps, soon sunk deep into the earth, suspended in the middle of the top of creation, the plain of Mayin, which was now trembling violently because of the orderly march of the Desa Alliance.

Human heads, human heads that can't see the end at a glance......

Demacia's heavy infantry in alchemical armor was densely packed, like black clouds covering the sky, as far as the eye could see, and the warriors who could be crowned dreadnoughts were all hand-selected by Galen, who had a strong blood and could fight for the sake of their country.

The heavy infantry legion with a huge shield in his left hand and an eagle-patterned old knife in his right hand was like an impregnable wall, and the dignified and majestic power roared and gathered in the army that was gradually turning dark blue, and they were so heavy that the earth collapsed.

Steagroner removed the golden spear from his back, the spear that Panson had given to him as one of the three hundred warriors, and it carried the golden glory of three days and three nights of bloody battles, stabbing tens of thousands of enemy soldiers undamaged.

"Miscellaneous people."

He licked his tongue and touched his chin with a trembling palm, but he was stung by the stubble, and he remembered that he had done this when he was fighting in the throat of Hokuriku.

"Watch out for the one with the golden spear."

The 30,000-earth-shattering ironclad dreadnought army was actually commanded by Demacia Force Galen himself.

Despite being absolutely crushed in numbers and equipment, Galen's calm eyes were devoid of any pride or arrogance, and he crossed the crowd of six and stared straight at their commander.

Perhaps sensing Galen's gaze like a needle prick, Wu Wenxu also stared at Galen.

Galen and Wu Wenxu have an irreversible entanglement in fate, if it weren't for Galen's arbitrariness back then, if it weren't for Wu Wenxu's serious injury to Galen, today, there would be no demon king.

"Demon King, today, I must have a break with you."

Wu Wenxu couldn't see what Galen was talking about, but he seemed to understand what he meant.

He showed an evil smile, this smile was not the innocent and ignorant smile at the beginning, let alone the miserable smile of being surrounded and killed, the corners of his lightly curled lips were even more raised, this was actually an extremely confident smile!

The alliance and the council and the powerhouses of all parties did not make a move, they were happy to see the Desa Alliance consume their combat power, of course, the dreadnought army that Galen was proud of was just a dish with a little taste in Wu Wenxu's eyes.

"I thought that after so many things, you would have a little memory."

The black iron armor is like a city wall and mountain, about to seal Wu Wenxu and the others, and even the breeze that accidentally penetrates carries an absolutely murderous atmosphere.

"I'm sorry......"

Wu Wenxu slowly raised his right palm, and he said coldly: "I, I won't die here." ”

His right palm slammed down.

In that moment, Galen's lips, hidden under the armor of glory, pursed his lips.

He saw a little unusual light suddenly rise from the dreadnought legion that was slaughtering and majestic, and the purple light shone brighter and brighter, like a trumpet for the beginning of a war!

How could he not feel that the distorted and condensed light was the result of an incomparably terrifying collection of magical power, but Galen couldn't figure out why magic could erupt from within the Dreadnought?

"Ahhh......hh

This magical blast without warning directly caused hundreds of people to be blown into pieces of flesh, bloody minced meat burst into the crowd, soldiers with broken arms or thighs wailed miserably, and the orderly dreadnoughts were in chaos for the first time!

"Who is it?"

"Who the hell betrayed the Motherland!"

Galen's fists clenched tightly, and he was stunned to see this scene.

The iron array formed by the dreadnoughts, even if it is super level, cannot cause effective damage from the outside, but if it is attacked from the inside, the dreadnoughts can be easily defeated, so familiar with the weaknesses of the dreadnought, who will it be if it is not a traitor?

"Betrayal? That's not true. ”

Following the bloody footage, Galen saw a purple-haired man standing in the crowd of dead and wounded.

The man was handsome and handsome, holding an ancient purple knife in his hand, and the brilliance of magic on the blade had not completely dissipated.

"How is it possible, it's you ......"

Galen's eyes were punched with a fist, and his pupils trembled violently.

He was dumbfounded, and felt like his mind had become sluggish.

"Mad Knife Galfa?"

Delevingne, who was sitting on Sean's shoulder, snorted in surprise.

Mad Knife Galfa, rumored to be as famous as the fierce general Gu Qinwu, is even Galen's right-hand man together with Gudsain, and Galen even personally nominated him and listed Calfa as a candidate for the war of the country.

"No way, why would you betray me......"

Galen has experienced many betrayals and few painful times, but this time, he really hurt to the core.

"General Kalfa, for... Why should you ......

It was not only Galen who was indignant, but many dreadnoughts regarded Calfa as their idol and had personally received his advice, and they really couldn't figure out why General Calfa, who was about to be promoted to general, would choose to betray his motherland.

"No, you were never Galpha!"

Galen suddenly raised his blood-dripping fist and gritted his teeth and said, "I know, I know, you damn thing, you are Joti Maple Messiah!" ”