There was a moment of suffocation on the battlefield.

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky, trying to see what kind of peerless person it was who could emit that terrifying light that could kill thousands of Noxus assassin squad members like mowing grass in an instant.

Then they saw a man wrapped in delicate Hex metal levitating high in the sky, blue flames burning silently under his feet and behind him, and he looked at everyone, with his eyes hidden behind transparent goggles, his face expressionless, haughty, like a god overlooking all beings.

Ezreal.

Chen Senran subconsciously made a judgment the moment he saw the pair of eyes hidden behind the goggles, even though there was no life in these eyes now, despite the distance of hundreds of yards between them, and even though the snow was so heavy that he could barely open his eyes.

However, Chen Senran knew that the guy who was now suspended above the sky and looking down on him was the one who was almost killed by himself and fled like a dog, the once, the proud son of heaven, the top adventurer on the continent, the most outstanding student of the War College, the Star of Piltover and Ezreal.

Because, he felt the killing intent, and at the moment when this man appeared, he felt the boundless killing intent raging out of his eyes, surging towards him.

In this world, there is only one person who can form such a great hatred with himself, and that is Ezreal. This arrogant son of heaven has finally made a comeback.

He knew that he seemed to be in trouble. Still a big hassle.

But Chen Senran is not afraid of trouble, more importantly, saving Galen is the right thing now, although most of the members of the Noxus assassination team were killed by Ezreal's blow just now, but more Noxian soldiers are still watching from the sidelines, so he simply gave up looking at Ezreal and strode towards Galen, letting those killing intent freeze and freeze around him.

It wasn't until Chen Senran took three steps that the entire battlefield finally began to make a sound.

It was a cheer, some low, some weak, but still strong and unyielding in the fierce cold wind.

"Long live Demacia." There was no doubt that the shouter was a Demacian soldier, who was almost in tears of joy at the reinforcements he had received, so much so that he choked up a little at this shout. After all, just a moment ago, their generals were about to be torn to shreds, and they would also be chopped into meat sauce by the long knives of the Noxians.

Then, there is more response and harmony. Soon, a faint but neat shout rang out throughout the battlefield.

"Long live Demacia." It's like a weed that grows unyieldingly in the cold wind.

The morale of the people of the Snow Mountain Alliance was at its lowest at this moment, and the stunned expressions on the faces of those barbarians who were originally sullenly laughing at the lingering breath of the Demacians were like petrified statues, and the laughter that was still in their throats a moment ago was forced back at this moment, and countless people were almost suffocated to death in discomfort.

Even Sejuani, who had always been calm and cold like a piece of ice, couldn't help but frown.

Obviously, Ezreal's appearance brought great trouble to Chen Senran, and also brought huge trouble to the Snow Mountain Alliance and Noxus.

This means that Piltover is coming, and the whole situation will be reversed.

The situation that had been managed by Svein's hard work was completely shattered by Ezreal's invincible appearance.

At this moment, it was time to think about how to retreat, and it became Sejuani.

Chen Senran walked all the way, looking at the Noxians who were still in a daze at the moment, obviously, Ezreal's terrible blow made them lose their direction in an instant, and before the next order came down, these ordinary Noxian soldiers who had been frightened began to hesitate whether to continue or retreat.

Originally, there were a few fierce guys who saw that Galen was already at the end of the crossbow and wanted to take the opportunity to come up to check the leak, but they also stopped their intention to step out and greed at the moment when they saw the powerful god-like man slowly descending.

Ezreal arrived at Galen's side a moment earlier than Chen Senran, and he helped Galen up with his cold and hard arms full of high-end technical style, then took a step back, bowed slightly, and said in a cacophony of apologetic words, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Galen, I'm a step late." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Galen coughed and didn't answer, he looked at Ezreal for a long time with his dreadnought greatsword, and shook his head to indicate that it didn't matter.

It's just that even if Ezreal loses most of the emotions that he should have as a human at this time, he can still feel the dissatisfaction of the man in front of him with him.

He seemed to be about to say something, but was interrupted by another voice.

"Oh, is that you, Mr. Ezreal? It's been a long time. Chen Senran walked towards him with a slow step, opened his arms and smiled brightly, and looked like he was planning to have a hug with Ezreal for a long reunion.

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"Ezreal." Svein looked at the corpses of withered petals scattered across the battlefield in the distance, and pronounced the name three times.

He really didn't expect that an Ezreal could completely destroy his original layout in an instant, although he had also received the news that Piltover had created an android, and he had personally seen the magical picture of the robot that was now on the battlefield thousands of yards away, but he really didn't expect that a cyborg would be so powerful.

Man is not as good as heaven, and this is probably what he meant when he saw a book translated from another plane.

But everything is harmless, originally according to the original plan, you can ensure that your success rate is higher, but now it is nothing more than to increase your own flaws, especially when the other party seems to have a very smart layout. But it doesn't matter if he sees through it, when he figures out his intentions......

"Hmph......" Svein couldn't help but let out a gloomy laugh, he rarely laughed, unless, really proud, he laughed, his hand raised high, and then, clenched fiercely.

This gesture, represented in the Noxian army, retreated.

The next moment, this order was amplified countless times by the horn and spread to the chaotic battlefield.

Faintly, it seemed that you could still hear the low hiss of crows hovering across the sky.

The air seemed to be exceptionally cold.

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Today, I accidentally found that a short story I wrote in the past called "Alvin's Watch" was mentioned in the post bar, and I saw someone say that it was good, and suddenly I felt that in fact, I was not bad.

Also, let's have an interaction, although it seems that no one really reads this book.

Can anyone think of what Svein was going to do?

Friends who are reading this story, let's discuss it together.

Well, that's all.