The snow had covered his shoulders, and he was almost about to bury his entire body in the snow. But nothing happened.

It was already silent, and only the howling of the raging wind could be heard. No murderous aura, no claws and a possible mess of ugly faces.

It's like a pounce.

But Galen was not discouraged in the slightest, his breathing was still steady, and his hand holding the sword was still not a little slackening, and he knew that this was a hunt, using himself as bait. Therefore, whoever shows the flaw first will be called the real prey to be slaughtered.

The moon in the sky was extremely dim, and the goose feathers and snow around it were blown all over the sky by the wild storm, completely obscuring most of the view. Galen frowned at the situation, but he wasn't too worried about it. Because in addition to himself, he also brought his best brothers, and they were right behind him.

For the brothers on his back, he fully believed that after all, they were all old brothers who had followed him for ten years, whether it was personal bravery or experience, they were the top of the entire Demacia stormtroopers, and the most critical situation in his memory was surrounded by thousands of Noxian assassination teams in a small valley, even if it was such a bad situation and terrain, they did not let themselves down, and they rushed out of that cramped valley with themselves.

Now it's just that his vision is unclear, and the other party is just a monster, Galen suddenly felt as if he was making a little fuss, probably because he hadn't slept well recently and was a little nervous. Thinking like this, he slightly relaxed some of his tense muscles.

At this moment, the head of the resolute-eyed man lying beside Galen suddenly rose from his neck and flew high towards the moon, which was obscured by snowflakes.

Before the fast Galen's eyes blinked just now had time to rise, the raging blood was quickly condensed into patches of dry and cold blood after encountering the air, and began to dance wildly in the air.

A splash of blood fell on Galen's sluggish face, which was melted into hot blood by his rapidly congested face, and flowed into his mouth, and he subconsciously smacked his lips, a little salty.

Goofy's head plummeted and fell to the snow with a dull thud.

It wasn't until this moment that Galen reacted that someone was dead. He glanced at the head, the man's eyes were still so resolute until death, Galen remembered that when this guy rushed out of that blood-soaked valley, he had six arrows stuck in his body, one of which even grazed his heart, everyone thought he would die, but he survived with such determination.

And now, in this ghost place where birds don't, he is dead in the face of a mission that should have been considered an easy and freehand task.

It's not worth dying a good death. Originally, he would be able to go home next year.

Galen roared and clenched his sword, and stood up, staring blankly around the snow. But he didn't even see a corner of the other party's clothes.

Ash didn't shoot her long arrows either, which shows that the opponent's speed is completely unpredictable, which shows that the enemy is stronger than Galen's overestimate.

The silent killing finally made Galen take a little bit of relief, and he regretted that he hadn't brought more people with him.

"Assemble, defend." Galen whispered as he picked up his sword, his eyes scanning every corner of the area. Faced with this guy who was extremely fast, he could only resist in this way now, so that Ash could determine his position before he could kill.

But this method is not safe enough, and the other party can use his high speed to carry out a sneak attack at any time, killing his old brothers one by one.

He could only hope that Ash would use her magical ice arrow to restrain him the next time he made a move.

The only good news now is that the opponent did not attack while his side is assembled, which gives Galen a signal that the opponent's tactic just now may be extremely exhausting.

When everyone stood in a circle and surrounded Galen, the moon was finally completely obscured.

Darkness enveloped every corner of the world.

The sound of the wind and snow became even more violent, causing a pain in the eardrums, and it was almost impossible to hear the surrounding sounds.

Loss of visual field, loss of hearing. This is almost the worst combat environment, and Galen is facing an enemy who can make the most of it.

"Damn it." Galen closed his eyes in a low scolding, feeling in this darkness was often more direct and effective than hearing and sight. His hand slowly swirled over his dreadnought greatsword, maintaining the best strength to deliver the most brutal blow.

It's a pity...... The first thing he heard was the wind, the sound of blood.

"Shhh

The dull thud slammed into Galen's heart.

Another silent killing, this time he mobilized all his senses, but he still didn't feel anything other than the murderous aura exposed at the moment of killing.

It's like ...... The other party can instantly hide all the breath.

Galen's palms were slightly sweaty, and his throat was a little dry, this enemy was more terrifying and powerful than ever, and the other party was actually ...... Playing with them. It's like cat and mouse.

Anger was no avail, and now he was silent, silently waiting for the only chance to wash away the hatred and shame with the great sword in his hand.

"Shhhh

Listening to the sound of the head slamming into the ground, Galen just clenched the hilt of his sword.

The darkness continues.

"Shhh

More and more people died, and the encirclement shrank smaller and smaller, until only Galen was left on the entire field. There was not a single one in them who was afraid or trembled, they died without fear.

This is a long psychological warfare, and the opponent is clearly trying to break down Galen's most rear-range psychological defense.

"Tsk-" There was a long sound in the darkness that sounded like tasting blood.

Galen didn't move a single step, he looked straight into the darkness with his sword in hand, and at his feet lay his eighteen brothers, bleeding all over the ground.

They can't die in vain.

So Galen had to wait quietly for the last confrontation and cut off the opponent's head with a sword.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The other party seemed to have lost his patience, and there was an earth-shattering humming sound in the air, as if some insect was shaking its wings.

The violent trembling sound shook the snow around them, and the dim moonlight began to reveal little by little.

The shaking is getting louder and louder.

Just when Moonlight was about to regain rule over this bloodied hell.

A scarlet, blade-like claw struck Galen's back like a streamer of light from the air, as fast as a meteor that had transcended time.

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