June 10, 206 in the continental calendar.

Despite so many reasons to block.

Although, there are so many people who die inexplicably.

Although, the whole of Valoran was enveloped in an atmosphere of terror.

The War College is still sending troops as scheduled.

Valoran Pan-Continent Anti-Demon Alliance, Valoran Supreme Council, Demon Eradication Alliance.

At noon on June 10, he walked out of the east gate of the War College.

Bringing together seven city-states across the continent, oh no, now five city-states, on the day of the fall of the red sun, after Lisandro was killed by Chen Senran, the situation in the entire Freeljord changed drastically, first the Frost tribe, which lost its leader, was completely divided up, and then after a series of disputes and compromises, the Winter's Fury tribe and the Avarosa tribe, which were originally fighting for life and death, merged into one tribe.

Led by the Barbarian King Tedamir, the Ice Archer Ash, and the Winter's Fury Sejuani.

The whole of Freljord, sort of, was temporarily united, under terrible outside pressure.

They contributed a full 30,000 Snow Mountain warriors as part of the Demon Eradication Alliance.

Plus the armies of other city-states.

A total of 135,000 demon slaying coalition troops, like a long dragon, rolled up smoke and dust that covered the sky.

As if predicting the cruelty and unpredictability of this war.

This time, the commander-in-chief of the Multinational Confederate Army was no longer a high-ranking official from Demacia.

In the Pan-Continental Anti-Demon Alliance led by the Council, no one has a chance.

The dominant person can only be the people of the council.

And this time, the person they sent was Ezreal.

This one. The man who had disappeared from public for many years, and many people thought he was dead.

Once again, with a, an incomparably dazzling identity, reappeared in front of people.

Supreme Council, the latest member of the Council. The youngest, a senior councillor.

He succeeded the dead Jericho as the new heir to the council.

And, directly appointed by Lalivash as the commander-in-chief of the Pan-continental Anti-Demon Alliance's Eastern Expeditionary Army.

Such a re-appearance, without a doubt, is shocking.

And at the departure ceremony, Lalivash's words: Ezreal, you have gone to the realm of demons with my will. Don't let me down.

It directly established his identity as the spokesperson of Lalivash.

His will is equal to that of Lalivash.

His orders are the equivalent of Lalivash's.

This undoubtedly gives him 100% power.

Undoubtedly, it has caused a hundred-percent, enormous fear for the people of Demacia.

Because, many people will not forget that it was because of the coercion of the late Prince Gavin IV of Demacia that Piltover had to give up Ezreal. also directly led to zhì, his years of disappearance.

Nobody knows. Where is Ezreal all these years, and how is she doing?

But, as everyone knows, Ezreal, there is no doubt about it. He hated Demacia immensely.

What's more, now, it's war.

Wars always kill people.

So, tens of thousands of people died. Really, nothing unusual.

Tens of thousands of Demacians died, then, even more unusual.

So, there is no doubt that the people of Demacia were full of fear for this expedition.

But there is no alternative.

That's the trend.

This is a duel that must not be retreated, or keep rushing until you win.

Or, die.

Ezreal looked up at the War College, which had begun to blur, and took a deep breath.

Having once again possessed a human body, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

He must come back alive.

Because, there is still a woman waiting for him.

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At the time when the War College announced an all-out war against Noxus, that is, Chen Senran.

Noxus.

The center that is about to be hit by a big storm.

and did not bask in the precursors of the terrible ruin.

On the contrary, the whole of Noxus, both above ground and underground, is filled with an eerie festive atmosphere that absolutely should not be present at this moment.

Because, someone is about to get married.

Chen Senran.

The new owner of the whole Noxus.

The young general, who now lives on the highest sacred mountain, is about to get married.

and Annie.

That one, recognized as the perfect girl on the entire continent.

It was supposed to be a match made in heaven.

And the unforgettable past of Chen Senran and Anne is the best footnote to this peerless wedding.

But at this time.

This, perhaps, is about to come when even Noxus will no longer exist zài.

So, even though the whole city seemed to be immersed in some kind of festive atmosphere, everyone looked like they were running the wedding.

But in fact, everyone is resisting this wedding in their hearts.

All in the heart, deeply afraid, afraid.

Fear this, apocalyptic fireworks.

It only took a flash and there was only darkness left.

Therefore, the whole of Noxus also has a certain apocalyptic prosperity and desolate taste.

"Komori, have you heard?" Annie, suddenly asked.

"What?" Chen Senran stopped the comb in his hand, as if he was helping Anne check whether she had gray hair.

"They said......" Anne wanted to say.

"Shhhh ”

This is the Supreme Sacred Mountain.

In a large palace.

In front of the dresser, Chen Senran was helping Anne comb her hair.

The so-called idle has nothing to do and light makeup.

It is rare that Chen Senran also experienced the joy of the boudoir.

"Komori Sen......" Anne's voice was full of worry.

"Silly girl." Chen Senran put down the comb, took her into his arms from behind, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, don't worry, don't believe me?" ”

"Of course I do."

"Well, then, get ready to be my bride." Chen Senran smiled, brushing her delicate little eyebrows one by one, "As for talking about other things......

"Something else?" Anne couldn't help but think of those again, gossip.

"I've been thinking about ......," Chen Senran said, picking up a crown that he had just tried to use to prepare for the wedding, "What kind of gift can I use to be worthy of my little Annie?" ”

"Is it a war, a country, or a ......," he said, placing the crown firmly on Anne's head, "a whole, continent." ”

It's like already, the entire continent, firmly in your hands. (To be continued......)

PS: One more.

Slept.

I've been tired lately, and I'm at the end of the book, so I have a lot to think about.

Other.

Happy birthday Auntie.