"Things seem to be starting to get more and more interesting."

On the edge of the battlefield, the Void Alliance is still watching the play.

Dismasson laughed out loud as he looked at the arrogant figure that seemed to be about to devour the whole world.

This is really a figure that they didn't expect.

Ezreal.

Beforehand, no one thought that he would be a figure qualified to influence this war.

But for now......

He's a little tricky.

This point of view has also been affirmed by Chen Senran.

Because he divided some of the thoughts that were originally guarding against Lalivash, and paid more attention to Ezreal, who continued to mutate.

And, more ready to protect Anne at all times.

Anne had already followed the large army towards Ezreal.

Furious flames poured out of her fingertips, and she had even summoned Tipos, who she hadn't seen for a long time.

She, their intentions were clear, to do so before Ezreal had completed his horrible evolution.

Kill him.

But now it seems that the problem is really a bit tricky.

Anne, as well as Ruiz, have used their greatest strength to induce the energy of devastation.

But Ezreal was unexpectedly strong and tenacious.

His extremely black matter extending from his heart formed an impregnable wall.

Blocked the energy that was enough to destroy several cities.

He's still growing, evolving.

His black shot has covered most of the battlefield.

Those who he had brought to this battlefield from the War College were becoming his nourishment one by one.

Their flesh, chewed into pieces, continued to increase his strength.

Except for those who are strong and still at large, no one else is spared.

And on the run. It was also very difficult to escape.

Ash, Sejuani, and the powerhouses of the other city-states, struggling to resist the expanding black matter, fled as they begged for help from Jace at the farthest distance: "Jace. Quick Fire!! ”

But Jace was indifferent, and he took a deep look at Ezreal, who had begun to cast a huge shadow over his face, and turned to leave.

To this, Ezreal just watched.

Calmly watching, watching the waves of energy roaring towards him, looking at the former allies who were fleeing in all directions.

His heart was at peace.

Incredibly calm.

He clearly understood, before this moment, these people. are more or less, some look down on themselves.

That's right, just look down on it.

I don't know when it began, but the word contempt was actually associated with him Ezreal.

Once upon a time, he and all eyes were on him, and he fell in love with these words at first sight.

At that time, he was the brightest light on the entire continent.

And later. It was probably from the first time he was defeated by Chen Senran and had to become a person who was not a ghost or a ghost.

Those lights. It began to dim.

Until he was forced by Demacia to submit him to his submission because of Galen's death.

Ezreal, the name, instantly became a taboo on the continent.

And then there is darkness, infinite darkness.

Fall. Dust.

No one asked.

Zombie.

He had walked alone in the dark eternal night for so long, just to see the sun again.

So he discarded the pride he once cherished and betrayed his only friend.

Also. Get.

The power to walk in the sun again.

However, by the time he reappeared in the sun, people had forgotten his name a little, and those who remembered him began to look at him with disdain.

Because, he took refuge in Lalivash.

Everyone, even Lalivash, should feel that Ezreal has become a dog without dignity.

No one will ever know.

Ezreal, surviving for a long time, stealing his life, for, what?

But that's okay.

By now, they should all know.

He, Ezreal, rehabilitated, possessed, absolute power.

His pride is as unruly as ever.

He knew what Lalivash had put him here, he knew the whole plan, but he wasn't going to do it entirely.

He is Ezreal, his ambition, the whole world.

He does not accept accusations from anyone.

He will devour this battlefield, kill all those who have defeated him, those who have mocked him, those who have despised him.

Re-ascend to his own throne.

Then, he will go back, return to the War College, kill Lalivash, and marry the woman he loves the most.

This is His redemption, the redemption of pride.

"Come on." He whispered calmly.

The extremely black matter is even more insane.

They even began to turn and devour, the energies that were frantically pouring towards him.

The violent energy impact made his whole body tremble violently, but he didn't stop.

He was constantly suffering from the storm of his mind from a heart that did not belong to him, and the baptism of those violent energies.

He knew that it was the labor pains of gaining the world, like childbirth.

It is the way to go.

He's going to get through it, and then he's going to reign over the world.

"He's crazy."

Dismasson made an extremely brief but correct assessment.

He could feel the crazy will in the young man's body, and the energy that was constantly being digested and overflowing.

"It looks like no one has to do anything."

He added, he knew it well.

Those violent energies and excessive growth directly ruined the young man named Ezreal.

Therefore, excessive pride and madness will lead to destruction.

Chen Senran also saw this completely, so when he looked at Ezreal with his eyes closed, he felt a little pity.

Have mercy on this pure pride.

And stupidity.

"Stop." He said, and then he added, "Stand away, Anne, come back to me, and wait a minute......

will explode.

Energy, with infinitely expanding ambition.

With Chen Senran's words, everyone retreated one after another.

For a time, the originally chaotic battlefield.

It was quiet.

All that's left is that mass, which is infinitely expanding, shrinking and expanding, and I don't know what to call it, monsters.

No one cares what kind of world the young man has in his heart.

Failure is the imminent fact.

"Ahh

Or maybe the energy that will eventually explode is too turbulent.

Ezreal, the center of the whole deformed thing with a sad tragedy.

He let out an earth-shattering roar again.

No longer human.

Rather, like a beast.

One, the trapped beast.

Trapped in their own pride.

The extremely black substance is getting stronger and stronger.

Next Moment- (To be continued......)

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