Open.

General Burnham opened his eyes.

Before that knife slashed through the darkness and rushed in front of him.

Draw your sword.

Sword of Darkness.

He finally used it.

But it was only used, and he had no intention of drawing his sword at all.

He just slowly lifted the sword from the long table and held it in front of him.

The sword blocked so slowly, but the pitch-black long sword with the pitch-black scabbard seemed to pull all the darkness, pressing the front of the sword to the point that only this sword remained.

A sword that represents the whole darkness.

An unbeatable sword.

The long knife slashes the long sword.

It was supposed to be an earth-shattering blow, but unexpectedly not even a sound came out, and all the turbulent waves seemed to be completely swallowed up by darkness.

The long knife that was unstoppable enough to slash everything slashed across the pitch-black scabbard.

No more moving forward.

The ferocious force was melted clean by the pitch-black scabbard.

It's like a mud cow entering the sea.

"Don't you understand?" General Burnham held the sword in one hand, and sighed as if regretfully, "You can't kill me, you couldn't then, and it's even more impossible now, whether you try a hundred times or a thousand times, the result is the same." ”

"Then I'll try it ten thousand times......" Old Du Ti knife, whispered and roared out the knife, "a million times!! ”

The sword is handed in again.

"As long as it......" Lao Du fiercely resisted the pitch-black long sword that was as steady as the entire world, gritted his teeth and looked at the pitch-black face hidden in the darkness, and roared, "I'm still alive." ”

As long as I'm alive.

Lao Du put away the knife and cut again.

In the endless darkness, only this man who once fled in the wilderness kept stabbing out.

It's like a unique, blinding light.

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Wait a minute.

This sentence is not loud though. But it happened to be heard by everyone in the endless shouts and fighting.

All eyes were on the birthplace of this sentence.

The battlefield where steel was fighting was temporarily quiet, and only the flames of war were still burning.

The man who spoke stood on the edge of the battlefield, and the sparse light could barely reach the man's feet, and no one could see the man's face.

But someone still recognized her.

From her voice.

Sejuani.

A man who should never have appeared.

"Wang !!" All the warriors of Winterclaw roared, and the momentum shook the sky.

In an instant, the weakened morale that was defeated and retreated was pulled back.

And the people of the Snow Mountain Alliance, who were originally controlled by Jace's drugs in the coalition army, were also shaken. No longer rushing forward, but looking at his comrades from the previous moment.

Ezreal, who was originally ready to attack, and the blue storm had already condensed in his hand, also stopped, and looked at Sejuani, his heart, which had not fluctuated much for a long time because of mechanization, suddenly became uneasy.

Very unsettling.

The situation fell into a certain delicate state for a moment.

No one fought anymore, and even lowered their breathing.

For fear of destroying the depression of this moment.

"What are you waiting for?" The first to speak was Galen, who carried his sword and let the flesh slide off it.

Originally, he had already made it to the last part of the road. Just give him a little more time, and the city gate, this crucial point will be his.

Everything will be settled.

But now this absolute variable is blocking this most crucial step.

He intends to ...... Desperate.

"Don't be impulsive." After reappearing, Ezreal, who had been acting taciturn, suddenly spoke, as if he had seen through Galen's thoughts, and although his tone was still steady, his tone was obviously a little anxious.

He was real, and he felt more and more uneasy.

Finally......

"Mr. Ezreal. Did you really guess it? Sejuani spoke again, in a tone that had been expected. Slowly, "What are you waiting for?" Waiting for you to meet someone, of course. ”

A person, who?

Footsteps rang out from behind Sejuani, and four feet, two men came out of the darkness and stood beside Sejuani.

The light still didn't reach those two men.

But Galen's pupils were already constricting rapidly.

for he had recognized the two men from those four feet.

Olaf. And Caitlin.

Plus Sejuani.

Three people, three people who should never stand together.

"General Galen, my dear General Galen, have you already guessed?" Sejuani was still speaking in that unhurried tone, "That's right. Dear Miss Caitlin, she is with us right now. ”

As her words fell, the two men who couldn't see their faces came out of the darkness.

Catelyn was in front and Olaf behind, the flickering flames illuminating Catelyn's silence and the indifferent look on Olaf's cold, hard-hearted face of the Northlands.

With a slightly playful look.

It's like a lone wolf driving sheep.

"What do you want?" Ezreal spoke, still without much emotion, but the almost word-for-word style of speaking already showed his emotions.

Angry, restless.

"So you really like our Miss Caitlin?" Sejuani walked over to Catelyn's side, rubbing Catelyn's long, silky hair with a little snow as she looked at Ezreal and smiled meaningfully, "What do you say?" Do you know what I want? ”

"Kill !!" Galen suddenly roared, at a time when the atmosphere was delicate and everything was up in the air.

His sword was ready, less than ten yards away.

Just charge.

Then everything will be too late.

Everything will also come in time.

The sword in his hand slid out of the air without stopping, slicing the neck of the Winterclaw warrior who was still panting in front of him waiting for orders.

Blood and the terrible sound of severed necks were tossed at the dead gates.

War-end restart.

Everything is reactivated.

The flames of war are burning again.

Once again, the Coalition soldiers followed Galen in their charge.

And the soldiers of Winter's Claws and the warriors of the Bear-People also resisted desperately after being stunned.

"You idiots, don't you see me?" Sejuani yelled at the Snow Mountain Alliance people who hadn't come back to their senses for a moment and started charging forward again.

Under this roar, those people finally reacted, and only hesitated for a moment before starting to swing their knives at the people around them.

Galen had no way to care about the battlefield behind him at this time, and the only thing he could do now was to swing his sword in front of him.

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword!!

"Torah—"

The sword pierces the air, tearing through the flames.

"Don't stop !!" Galen raised his sword and roared loudly—

"Ezreal !!"

Sejuani shouted almost at the same time as him.

"The choice is yours." (To be continued......)