"Bang-" The solid and old-fashioned black rock wood gate burst open before Lao Du arrived.

In addition to the broken sawdust and the darkness that was almost substantial, there was also a person.

A man flew out of the door and slammed into the wall.

The powerful force of the impact smashed the man directly into the equally solid and hard wall that seemed indestructible, and the shattered and blasted stone chips instantly raised a thick cloud of smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust made Lao Du not see the person's face clearly at the first time, but he still recognized the person.

Chen Senran.

from his hands.

Although his hands were now covered in thick, wildly flowing magic patterns, like some kind of monster.

But Lao Du still recognized it, in fact, he could remember any pair of hands he had seen at a glance.

Chen Senran's hands are slender but not delicate, and he has a kind of sharpness that he has been used to holding for ten years.

The old skin gradually fades, and the new skin gradually grows.

can be called a peerless player in the second grade.

"He's here." Del Xiu also recognized Chen Senran after identifying it for a while.

Lao Du didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the room that knocked Chen Senran out of the air.

At the end of the infinite darkness there was a pair of eyes watching him.

Lao Du was also looking at him, and neither of them spoke.

There was an eerie silence in the air.

"Who is it?" Delsius asked, not shouting, not aggressively, intuitively, he felt a breath that unsettled him.

From that darkness.

Lao Du still didn't answer, he shook his head and stood up. Drew his knife.

Beauty under the moon.

The moment the knife was pulled out, an extremely fierce knife aura erupted from Lao Du's body. In an instant, the entire space was filled, and even the darkness that was overflowing so thick that it could not be dissolved retreated for a moment.

The sword sliced through the air inch by inch. It's like a real blade against your skin.

Delsius, who was closest, and the dozens of people behind him, couldn't help but clench their swords.

Extremely powerful killer.

A powerful swordsman.

At this moment, Lao Du is like a different person, completely out of that state of nothingness, just like the beauty under the moon in his hand.

The long knife is unsheathed.

He began to walk, step by step, into the deepest darkness.

Del Xiu glanced at Chen Senran, who didn't know the situation, and after instructing his subordinates behind him to take care of him, he quickly followed Lao Du.

He didn't have a choice, tonight, until he died.

Lao Du didn't walk fast. It can even be said that it is a little difficult, and every step he takes is like he is fighting against something:

With those sword qi all over his body, he slashed the ubiquitous darkness.

Delsiu also sensed the strangeness of those darkness, which seemed to surround him at any moment and devour his flesh and bones, forcing him to hide behind Lao Du.

Follow suit.

They walked for nearly five minutes before they were able to fully enter the darkness.

When they are completely engulfed by darkness.

The door to the conference room slammed shut.

The moment the door closed, in the deepest part of the darkness, General Burnham, who had already sat down at some point, finally spoke: "Long time no see, dear Duke Kao. ”

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The flames of war burned faintly in the quiet of the night. The embers of Thunder were still roaring at their worst.

Everybody is still looking at everybody.

There was a moment of silence throughout the vast battlefield.

More people came from the darkness in the silence, each on their own side.

The people gathered more and more, and when they reached the darkest point, the light could no longer fit them, and they stood in the darkness. The lights of the shadow buildings shone on them in the shadow buildings, connecting them like two huge dark night storms.

"Volibel, huh? I've heard of you. Galen finally spoke after a long silence. Instead of hands-on.

He could see clearly the form on the field, and the centaurs standing in the darkness on the opposite side belonged to Sejuani's men. Not Noxians.

This can illustrate two things, one. The interior of Noxus has collapsed, and it is not they who have the upper hand, and second, Sejuani can be called half an ally.

"General Galen, your name, I have admired it for a long time." Volibel didn't move, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and there was not a trace of bestiality in his words.

There weren't many scars on his body, and Ezreal's blow just now didn't seem to cause him any damage, on the contrary, the thunder that originally existed only in his eyes kept coming out of his eyes, lingering on his strong and majestic body, setting him off like a thunder god in the dark night.

"Then you should know that your leader, Miss Sejuani, has formed an alliance with me, and we are our own people." Galen pressed his greatsword on the thick snow, as if everyone was sitting down to talk.

Both teams were now close to ten yards from the city gates, so to speak, and the balance of power could be said to be even.

But Volibell has the advantage that they are in the city and can close their doors at any time.

Moreover, once the fight starts, not to mention the casualties, it must be a long tug-of-war, and when the time comes, it will be difficult to guard against the Noxians who don't know where the road has gone.

Therefore, it is better not to fight, or not to fight.

"But...... Your own people have done it to me. Volibell shrugged his thick shoulders with a very human touch, and pulled a smile on his face that was definitely meaningful.

"I can ask him to apologize to you." Galen also smiled, and as he spoke, he glanced at Ezreal to signal that he was wronged.

"No need." Volibell shook one of his thick, sharp claws, and said only one word, "Let our great king come." ”

"Yes, we want to see the king, and we want to welcome her back." Mr. Rabbit was lucky not to die in the blue storm just now, and he got up from the snow and started roaring.

Sejuani.

I really can't call it.

Galen frowned slightly, rubbed the hilt of the dreadnought greatsword in his hand and smiled again, "She's behind, coming soon, now the most important thing for us is to completely destroy the Noxians, it's too late to miss the best opportunity." ”

"We want to see the king." Volibel didn't say a second sentence, just snarled and said it.

"Voliber ......" Galen also tried to say something.

"We want to see the king!!" The dense crowd behind him also roared.

The roar joined together, like an arrow from the night.

Filled with boundless hostility.

It's starting to snow again. (To be continued......)

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