Page 186 [Tell my father that I love him. 】

The dragon lance stood again in the cold wind.

Thousands of troops fell in the snow. The snow fell on the army.

Garvin held the shoulders of the Demacian soldier and slowly stood up, he stood unsteadily, his arms were shaking, his legs were shaking, his whole body was shaking, but his lips were still smiling, even though he was seriously injured by Darius at this moment, coughing non-stop, blood couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were still as calm as before.

This is a man who has already seen too much life and death and wind and frost.

Garvin calmly parted the Demacians who were gathered in front of him, his arms were no longer strong, but no one dared to disobey him, not only because of his supreme status, but also because of his straight, even if his strength had long been exhausted, he desperately maintained every inch of strong lines, which represented his determination, his persistence, his heart to fight to the death. He was Gavin IV, the prince of Demacia, and he had three thousand brothers who fought with him at any time, and he could not retreat, but had to fight.

Every Demacian looked at this man whose body was shivering in the cold wind from excessive exertion with a respectful look, it was a kind of respect from the heart, without a little else.

To the warriors.

No one showed sad eyes, every Demacian was quietly watching their prince move forward step by step, they all knew that this was a road to death, but the Demacians were such a people, when a person really fought to the death for the purest glory and pride in his heart, they would not be sad, they would only feel glory for this person, because in the ancient tradition of Demacia, the brave man died and could go to the highest heaven.

This is a people born for glory.

"If I die, tell my father that I love him." Gavin remembers the time he was defeated by Svein many years ago, when Urgat's butcher's knife was about to fall, and what he said was that the spear was the truth. At that time, he was young, sharp, and competitive, and he only wanted to lose because he was going to die, and he felt that he was not afraid of death.

Over the years, I have experienced a lot, and every time I work hard, I always think of my 3,000 brothers who died and can't return home, and I only feel that I should have died a long time ago, and now I am still alive, and this life is picked up, and I am living for 3,000 brothers. And his father is also old, and he is afraid that he will be very sad when he dies.

Thinking like this, I had an obsession in my heart, but I survived many scenes of death.

When he says this now, he is reminding himself that he must not die.

The last note was pulled by the fierce north wind, and Gavin finally stood again in front of Darius, his gun raised, speechless.

The wind blows through the dragon lance, and the snowy night is colder.

Darius had already stopped, and the moment Gavin stood up, he was back on his feet, he was giving Gavin a chance, a chance to fight a final battle.

Darius has always been arrogant and only respects opponents who are approved by him, and Gavin is a good opponent, and he doesn't want such an opponent to die with regrets.

Like this, an enemy who has to stand up and walk in front of you after all his might, you must let him die as brilliant as the brightest tail flame behind a meteor.

So Darius was waiting, waiting for Gavin to deliver the most brilliant and final blow of his life.

Gavin understood what Darius meant, and he was a little amazed at the magnanimity of this man who was cruel and murderous in the eyes of many people, and would do whatever it took to achieve his goals, but more often than not, it was the resonance between two men who possessed similar things. The reason why those people look at him like that is simply that they don't understand the pride and loneliness of people like them.

He inhaled deeply, the hand holding the gun tightened inch by inch, the tiredness of this moment could no longer relax his muscles, the pain could no longer invade his nerves, he felt the strength of his whole body return to his body, and there were infinite voices shouting: Up.

Come on.

Jiawen's dragon spear swept away, and the whole person suddenly took a step forward, and flew high into the sky with the power of that leap.

At this time, the lonely waning moon once again revealed a little remnant from the snow curtain.

The cold moon is clear, and thousands of troops are in the sky.

The entire Thousand Army Dragon Spear was held upside down by Jiawen's hands, the tip of the spear was pointing downward, and the moonlight passed by, reflecting a dazzling silver light, and Jiawen's whole person bent over like the moon, falling into the sky with a blow.

The wind and snow became even wilder, and Darius calmly carried the giant axe called Invincible, quietly waiting for Gavin's brilliant blow to descend with the snow.

This moment seems to be a reversal of time, back to before, Darius in the sky and Gavin on the ground.

It's the same snow, it's the same falling blow. The difference is that Darius is convinced that he can block the most spectacular blow of his life and give him a grand death.

The wind and snow came suddenly, and the heavy snow in the sky obscured the moonlight.

Darius's eyes narrowed slightly, his ears filled with whistling sounds, and his hands were ready.

Press, breathe.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-" The next moment, thousands of troops descended.

Under the thousands of troops, the sky was full of snow and fog.

A tremendous force surged from beneath his feet, and before Darius could react, he was swept out of the air.

The dragon spear of the thousand armies fell to the ground heavily, inserted heavily into the deep layer of snow, and penetrated the earth heavily, and the blow of Jiawen's full of strength bombarded the earth fiercely, and the majestic penetrating power of nearly ten yards of deep snow all flew up, penetrating deep into the soil, eroding and exploding inch by inch, shaking the entire land up to a three-yard high wall, enclosing the nearly ten yards of land into a circle.

"Bang-" Darius slammed into the abrupt walls, falling to the ground so hard that he couldn't stand up for a moment.

Jia Wenchang took a deep breath, his hand still didn't relax in the slightest, it wasn't that he didn't want to let go, just because the blow just now had consumed too much of his strength, and at this moment his hand seemed to be glued to the gun, numb.

The wind and snow don't stop.

Three more breaths.

Darius finally recovered from the onslaught, and with some difficulty he stood up with his axe, but he did not rush to charge, because the blow was so abrupt that he was completely unguarded, and was directly wounded to the heart.

At this moment, the qi and blood all over his body are churning, every inch of his muscles is constantly beating, he can't use too much strength, he is gasping, and he is also waiting for the opportunity.

He knew that he had made a big deal, but he didn't regret it, the word regret would never appear in his dictionary, as long as there was a breath of air, there would never be such a thing as failure.

He looked at Jiawen, who was also gasping, of course he knew that the other party was already at the end of the crossbow, but he was almost there.

Now, it's up to ......

Who is more ferocious.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. When all the martial arts skills subsided, all that was left was a little bit of qi and blood.

Darius and Gavin pounced almost at the same time, using their best strength, without mentioning their weapons, and fighting with their bare hands like two dying beasts.

The snow was silent, and the dull sound of flesh clashing was constantly ringing in the air.

The waning moon was lonely, reflecting on the abrupt rocks and soils, illuminating those cracks and faults, making the entire rock wall as hideous as an ancient arena.

The wind blew up the bundle of animal hair at the end of the dragon lance, and hunted in the cold night.

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Well, I broke my promise, only one more.

But forgive me for writing it so late.