On July 13, the year 222 of the New World of Valoran, the 38th Battle of the Land of Justice came to an end, and the final result ended with Noxus' victory over Demacia, and the people dispersed from the noisy city, and the atmosphere explosion that had been reached in one day fell to freezing point in one day.

No one cared about the final verdict on the war in the North.

That's not pretty, it's not interesting.

Therefore, no one will know the way, on the same day, in the north.

Freljord, the war that stirred up the entire continent has also come to an end.

There is no winner, and every side is defeated.

A total of more than 100,000 people, bringing together the strongest army in the entire continent, long knives and sharp spears, no match for a raging fire.

The fire burned countless lives, the fire burned down the entire unbroken fortress, and the fire burned out the ambition of all.

The fire burned through a peerless battle.

And the reason is simply because a man wants to save a girl.

A man's anger burned down 100,000 soldiers.

Burning the city with one hand, this is the version that was spread to the mainland in the years that followed, by those who were lucky enough to not die and knew the truth about that night.

Chen Senran in the story is no longer what he was at the beginning, he has become the demon king who destroyed the world, crossed over from another plane to save his beloved girl, he is strong, he is unstoppable, he is invincible, he destroyed a city with one hand, and he burned a battle.

In most of the history books of later generations, this inexplicable and treacherous battle that ended with great momentum is recorded as follows: On July 13, the year 212 of the New World of Valoran, the man destined to change the world used his flame and the bones of countless people to announce the arrival of a new era, the era of the flame tyrant.

Flame Tyrant. This is the fastest spread, and it is also the most called by Chen Senran when he was alive, and the first title that is widely known to the world.

With the end of the battle, it was taken to every tavern in Valoran by soldiers who did not die, and then quickly became synonymous with legend with the mouths of those bards.

Of course. Chen Senran himself didn't know what to do.

He was holding the sleeping little Anne in his arms, following the remnants of the coalition army south.

He's going home with little Anne.

On July 17, 212 in the New World of Valoran, the remnants of the coalition army reached the Tableland Heights, and after a simple memorial ceremony, Galen's body was placed in a black rock wooden coffin in Shanghao and transported back to his homeland.

On July 27, the year 222 of the New World of Valoran, that is, on the 27th day of July of the 720th year of the Demacian Empire, Galen's coffin arrived at Demacia proper.

At noon the next day, Galen's coffin entered the city of Demacia, and entered the city. The citizens of Demacia, who had already received the news, spontaneously formed a procession on both sides of Demacia's most famous heroic street, and each of them offered a golden iris in their hands, representing the national flower of Demacia's highest glory.

On that day, the long street was full of iris, and the cry shook the sky.

Chen Senran didn't see all this, he didn't go to Demacia, he didn't dare to go.

Because the man who was lying in the coffin and was mourned by 10,000 people should have continued to fight bravely, and he should have married a woman he wanted to marry.

But he died.

There is part of the reason. It's Chen Senran.

Chen Senran felt apologetic.

He rarely apologized for anything, but this time. He was really sad.

So, he left nothing.

Whatever is left behind, it is superfluous.

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Horse-drawn carriages galloped down the road.

The carriage had already left Freljord, and Chen Senran did not say goodbye to Ash, nor did he say goodbye to Tedamir.

I didn't drink, I didn't cherish it again.

Leave quietly.

The carriage has also passed the howling swamp. Chen Senran did not meet Karthas again.

He galloped all the way from Freljord to the vast plains.

Night.

Windy.

Long absence, warm breeze at night.

Chen Senran leaned in the carriage, lifted the curtain and glanced outside.

The full moon is in the sky.

Good night, rare moonlight.

A rare burial of good moonlight.

Galen was buried tonight, and the moonlight must have illuminated his face.

The brilliance was bright, like his whole life.

"Komori. Don't be sad anymore. Little Anne had regained her vitality, she crawled over and carefully lay on Chen Senran's body, and whispered.

She could feel the sadness on Chen Senran's body.

"Well, don't be sad, I'm happy." Chen Senran laughed as he spoke, he stroked the little girl's messy hair, and really laughed.

I should be glad that at least, I didn't lose you.

Chen Senran didn't say this, he lifted the curtain on the car door, and said to Lao Du, who was driving the car: "Lao Du, do you want to drink something?" ”

"Of course, you have to drink the strongest." Lao Du didn't look back, continued to wave the horsewhip, and asked with some urgency, "It's just, can your body eat?" ”

Because of that war, Lao Du and Chen Senran are no longer as restrained as before.

"Wine is an elixir, naturally the stronger the better, why can't you eat it?" Chen Senran said and took out two bottles of Tibetan wine from the bottom of the carriage, and handed one bottle to Lao Du.

It's all the stock he got from the gray oak tree before he set out, an authentic heart of fire that doesn't mix a little water.

"." Chen Senran pulled out the cap of the bottle, and the breath of fire surged, and he touched Lao Du with the wine bottle.

"For what?" Lao Du also opened the lid of the wine, and let the horses run with both hands.

"For Galen." Chen Senran took a sip.

Half a bottle.

The strong smell of alcohol hit his body that had not fully recovered, causing his entire face to turn red.

But he still endured it and didn't cough out.

Every blow of fire raged in his body, and he ate it.

Don't hold back.

It's like a commemoration of the man who could swallow wine with blood.

A little blood spilled from the corner of Chen Senran's mouth, and he licked it back while Little Anne didn't see it.

His body was still very weak, even after so much cultivation, he still couldn't reconcile the body that was shining with the terrifying black flames of that night.

He had already felt the original two artifacts in his body, and the only thing he could feel was chaos, infinite chaos.

There was fire, there was darkness, there was frost.

Fortunately, I can't die for the time being.

It can still hold on.

"For Galen." Lao Du seemed to laugh and raised the wine bottle.

Again, drink half a bottle.

"Go back...... Want to see your daughter? Chen Senran asked and scratched Little Anne's little face.

Little Lori made an unbearable grimace because of Chen Senran's surging mouth full of wine, which was extremely cute.

"See you." Lao Du nodded and took another sip of wine, "Galen is dead, she shouldn't lose more." (To be continued......)