Once again, a sonic boom piercing the eardrums reverberated through the air, and a dull thunderclap rushed into everyone's nerves.

Mercury's cannon firing thirteen.

The pale blue thunderball sliced through the air once more, and rushed into the narrow valley with a long, almost visible snow-white hollow trajectory.

The blue light rises and falls again, and the sun is engulfed and reborn, once again reigning on the earth.

The sun is shining and the snow and fog are participating.

People looked at the bombarded land almost numbly, and the typical Northland helmet once again appeared in people's field of vision.

Olaf was knocked out again and blasted into the snow.

Then, slowly and firmly, he crawled out of the deep soft snow, shook it lightly from his body, and raised the axe in his hand for the thirteenth time, pointing it at Galen.

Unscathed, oh no, if there was a little bit of damage, it was that his beard, which was like a golden flame at first, was a little burnt, making Olaf look less powerful than when he had jumped from the city, and even a little laughable.

But Galen couldn't laugh at all, Olaf's resistance to blows was so strong that he could feel the power of the energy ball fired from Jace's cannon called Mercury, and he thought that although he would not die after eating thirteen blows, he was definitely injured, and it was absolutely impossible for Olaf to provoke himself as easily as he was now.

Lockefar's first, as expected, should not be humiliated.

"How many more times can I use it?" He glanced at the axe that was pointing at him thousands of yards away, and turned his gaze to Jace, who was preparing for his next attack.

"No more than ten times." Jace was vague about the answer.

This is completely inconsistent with his usual rigorous style, and from the temperature felt by the notch on the metal surface of the slightly hot Hex Silk, as well as the degree of shock of the entire Mercury Hammer, combined with the previous experimental data and the actual combat experience of blocking Zu An, it can be launched up to eight times, if it is forcibly launched for the ninth time, then a large-scale rune energy explosion will definitely occur, coupled with his recent improvements, the degree of its destruction will definitely be eight hundred without a fight.

But he said it anyway, because he needed time, and he couldn't make Galen lose confidence in himself in advance, even though that damn Lockfa barbarian had stubbornly resisted thirteen attacks, he was indeed very strong, but Jace didn't believe that he could resist his constant bombardment with just flesh and blood, he must be holding on, maybe next time he could resist this time, next time, and next time, but he would definitely fall before the tenth.

Certain.

When the time comes, he will be able to prove himself, that his science and his mind are definitely better than mere rampage, stronger than those muscles, better than this damned barbarian in front of him, better than Ezreal.

Better than Ezreal.

With that in mind, Jace slipped Olaf into his scope once more, his finger on the trigger.

The entire Mercury cannon glowed pale blue again.

Destruction is coming.

At this moment, one hand pressed the muzzle of the cannon, and pressed back a ball of thunder that was about to be generated.

The whole Hexmetal weapon vibrated violently, and Jace couldn't help but take a step back, and he raised his head in some annoyance, seeing Galen's expressionless face.

"Perhaps, you should try to change your goal." Ignoring Jace's anger, Galen lifted his hand from the muzzle of the cannon and pointed at the snowy fortress that was silent in the sun.

And at this moment, the barbarian, who had been bombarded countless times, Olaf, the berserker of Lockfa No. 1, suddenly threw a rough axe in his hand out of the valley, and he shouted in the wind: "Eat me with an axe." ”

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While the battle for the entire North is about to break the stalemate, the battle for the Land of Justice seems to be far from being truly opened.

The Demacian trio took the procrastination to the extreme, not fighting the Noxians head-on at all, as long as Noxus wanted to push the tower regardless of it, they used Lux's light magic to lurk in places where the Noxians did not expect, and the thunderbolt took one of them away, if they pursued, they ran, and if they tried their best to tear down the tower, then the result can be imagined.

This rogue style of play left the Noxians completely helpless, and they happened to lack a nimble enough figure to limit Lux, and if Tyrone was on the court, maybe the situation would have been different.

But the situation now is that as long as the Demacians don't want to fight, then they won't win, but they can definitely drag on indefinitely.

The main thing can delay, then they win, buying enough time for Galen.

But the audience at the War College didn't know this, and they began to be angry at Demacia's shameless play.

The supporters of Noxus began to curse loudly, saying that the Demacians were cowards who did not dare to fight, as they traditional, conspirators, cowards, and so on.

Although the Demacians also felt that their side was really embarrassed to fight, they were also not to be outdone and began to fight back out of national pride.

For a time, the entire War College was like a basin of boiling water, boiling to the point of exploding.

"I heard that someone was looking for you the other day?" In the center of the entire War College, on the tallest mage tower, Ryze, who was sitting in the auxiliary referee's seat on the left hand side, glanced at the battle in the sky and whispered a question to Soraka, who was sitting next to him.

"Yes, but I didn't see him." Soraka didn't look at the sky, she was looking at the crystal ball in her hand, and the good sunlight reflected the crystal ball in a dazzling golden color.

"Yes......" Ryze glanced at the three black-robed men in the Supreme Referee's Bench out of the corner of his eye, and finally changed the subject, "How's he doing?" ”

"I don't know what to do." Soraka shook her head, "Anyway, not dead. ”

"You ......" Ryze wasn't happy with the answer.

"I really don't know what to do." Soraka shook her head again, a rare uneasiness in her tone, "The star map has been a mess lately, and you know, they're ...... It's back. ”

As soon as he heard the word them, Ruiz fell silent, and he raised his head wordlessly, and in his ear was:

The entire War College was in a state of uproar.

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