The world opened its eyes.

Zhao Xin remained intact and stood in place, a faint blue light fading from his body, and only his slightly trembling hands exposed the fear he had just now.

It was an experience that was close to death, and the moment the giant axe was high above his head, he felt like he was dead. Until now, he could still feel the blood-covered giant axe tearing through the space, slashing through his body like chopping vegetables, blood and internal organs gushing out, his hand still clenching the spear, and the hallucinations of sharp pain after a few breaths.

That blow was a blow from the Grim Reaper, and it had long since surpassed the heights that humans should have reached.

The rain continued to fall, and the huge raindrops fell on Darius's face in disbelief, and he looked at the great axe in his hand in a daze...... Failed.

This move has never missed, and the blow that surpasses the ghosts and gods is actually ...... Failed.

For a moment, Darius wondered if he was dreaming, the rain soaked through his armor and eroded the wound in his heart, and began to cramp, he couldn't help but start vomiting blood, and his mouth was mixed with blood and he roared hoarsely: "What...... Possibly......"

He was half-kneeling on the ground weakly, holding his beloved giant axe in his hand, looking at Zhao Xin with empty eyes, he was really exhausted at this moment.

Zhao Xin was still in that defensive posture, in fact, it was impossible for him to move again, after surviving the shocking slash, he had exhausted all the strength of his body, and now he was still able to stand in the rain without falling down.

So the two men who had exhausted the last trace of combat power looked at each other in the heavy rain, and dark red tears flashed in the sky from time to time, and no one spoke.

It was a long time before Darius asked, "For what?" His voice was utterly dry, like that of a traveler dying of thirst searching for the last source of water.

Zhao Xin didn't answer him, just looked into the dark distance.

Then, footsteps sounded from afar. A man walked out of the night in the rain.

The footsteps were light and close to silent. It's a woman, a battle-hardened woman. Darius judged the approximate identity of the person with his excellent sense of battle, because he could not capture the specific position of the other party, and the sound of stepping on the ground like a cat can only be done by a woman.

Moreover, it should be a beautiful woman. Darius thought to himself.

The woman's foot first appeared in Darius's low-hanging eyes, a pair of military boots, in the style of Noxus' conquest of Ionia many years earlier. His pupils tightened instantly, a female soldier of Noxus, a terrifying blocking technique, and a terrifying name flashed through his mind in an instant, a name that he once respected and even worshipped. Until she betrayed Noxus and left.

He was a kid then. The woman who left a deep impression on him when he was a child was called Sivir, of course, many people used to call her the "goddess of war", the strongest mercenary in the Valoran continent, the richest woman in Valoran, the former military soul of Noxus, and she was still called the "goddess of war in Noxus" at that time.

The Goddess of War kicked a little of the sludge on her boots, as if she cherished them so much.

"Don't you think it's too hypocritical for people who have even discarded their motherland to cherish a pair of outdated shoes?" Darius's chest was filled with anger for no reason, and he almost shouted it.

"So Noxus is dead, and the current Noxians don't understand what the real Noxus are." The goddess of war, who had not spoken, slowly spat out a sentence without a trace of emotion, as if she was stating a point.

Her voice was beautiful, a bit like the soft sound of a maple leaf falling to the ground, hoarse with a hint of magnetism.

Darius looked up at the woman in the rain, the idol who had inspired him for many, many years.

"You're talking nonsense." The rain slid through the cold ends of his hair into his blood-red eyes, and then fell, looking like it was dripping blood, "You're just a traitor, a poor homeless wretch. ”

Darius rushed towards Sivir like a knife, in fact, he was not usually mean, but at this moment, countless emotions washed over his brain, so he said words like a knife, only hoping that the woman in front of him would show a trace of shame, no, even if it was just a sad expression.

But Sivir still only looked at him faintly, and that bright look could not resist even the deepest darkness of the night.

She told him silently that I was not wrong, that I had a clear conscience.

The feeling consumed Darius in pain, a pain that completely outweighed the mouth of his heart, which was still bleeding faintly. He'd even forgotten the purpose of coming here tonight, he was just trying to convince the woman in front of him to admit her mistake, and as for Svein's schemes and the like, he would throw them all into the endless sea.

"Kill them all." Zhao Xin, who hadn't spoken since Sivir appeared, uttered a murderous word out of place.

Sivir glanced at him, without any emotion, but Zhao Xin felt the cold and murderous intent for no reason.

"The money I collected was only enough to save your life." Sivir replied simply.

"I can pay again."

"I refuse." Sivir took a deep look at Darius, who was still glaring at him, "I'm in a bad mood today. ”

Zhao Xin was silent for a while, speechless. The richest and most powerful mercenary in the continent, and at the same time the proudest warrior.

Those who tried to challenge her pride were dead. This kind of thing that goes deep into her bones proves that she is an authentic Noxian.

So he stopped talking, and raised his arm with a slight regain of strength to the sky, "Assemble." ”

It was a loud noise, but it made the Demacians who had not yet died drag their tired bodies to gather behind him without hesitation.

Sivir began to walk back, but stopped halfway through, and walked back to Darius's side, looking at the man who was soaked in scarlet armor and half-kneeling, but stared at him with his head held high.

This stubborn expression that would not shed tears reminded her of her younger brother, the immature boy who died on the battlefield of Ionia, and who was the same when he died.

So she smiled, beautiful as a white orchid. She touched Darius's head lightly, and said like a sister, "Don't die too soon, young man. ”

Then, without waiting for Darius to come to his senses, he quickly disappeared into the rain.

Darius looked stunned in the direction of the woman's departure, and touched the top of his head in a bit of distraction.

She actually ...... Encourage me......

She...... Unexpectedly......

Darius felt that something had returned to him, something that had been lost a long time ago, and it was called Blood.

"Assemble." Darius laughed and raised his axe into the sky, and the remnants of Noxus quickly rallied behind him.

Zhao Xin thought that it was inevitable that it would be another vicious battle, although Xavier said that he would save his life, but he would not take the initiative to take action, so the result of the battle would be a defeat for both sides.

Unexpectedly, the hole card left by the secret hire of Sivir by the high-level this time will not play a role in turning the tables.

To his surprise, Darius did not attack again, and he began to retreat.

Zhao Xin was stunned for a moment, but knew that it was not that the other party was afraid, but to give face to the great god hidden in the rain curtain.

When Darius was about to disappear, he suddenly turned his head and shouted at the rain curtain: "Sivir, today I will not be your enemy, because I respect you, but next time, I will definitely cut off your head to prove what is the true Noxian spirit." ”

"And ...... Thank you. This last sentence was heard only by himself.

The rain is still falling.

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