There is no one left to stop Tedamir.

No one can either.

Everyone was desperately trying to escape, desperately squeezing towards the deepest part of the crowd, no one had the fighting spirit anymore, and no one dared to pick up the sword against the man who seemed to be carrying the sword of the entire world.

The rain of swords that had just been like a divine punishment had already scared their guts, and they only hoped that they could die later.

At least later than others.

The golden light lit up in vain for the eighteenth time.

A sonic boom reigns over the earth in the next moment with a golden light.

But to no avail, the massive attack could not even stop Tydamir from breathing, except for temporarily depriving everyone of all sight and hearing.

"Boom-" The sound of treading snow still reverberated tenaciously and unstoppably throughout the world that should be dead silent.

Tedamir, who walked in the golden light, was like the unstoppable Father of mythology.

He represents the will of God.

And God said, Ye will die.

So, once again, the rough broadsword faced the light and snow that had not yet dispersed, and cut off the slowest Noxians, nailing their headless corpses to the icy snow mercilessly.

It was so fast that there was no room for negotiation, so ruthless that only the sound of the wind could hear the abruptness of those blood splatters at the first time.

"Qiang-" long knife into the snow.

And the back road of the Noxians has come to an end, their gates, the closed gates.

There are no open gates.

The soldiers, who had no way to escape, began to pound the frost-white gates made of unknown materials like crazy.

"Bang-"

Didn't open.

"Bang-" the second time.

Still not open.

"Bang bang-" I don't know how many times I said.

The gates were still standing, hard and cold, as if they were the same nature as Noxus had always been.

They were abandoned.

No surprises.

"Qiang-" Another long knife sank into the thick snow.

It's like the final word for some kind of end result.

The Noxians finally collapsed, not a rout.

It is a complete, complete, spiritual and physical collapse.

Except for a handful of people who were still pounding meaninglessly at the gates, many more had stopped fleeing, and they knelt down, kowtowing frantically at Tedamir and the long knives in the sky, shouting for mercy.

Spare your life.

Spare your life!!

"Spare your life......" Tedamir chuckled lowly as he looked at the men who had lost all their minions and were weak and not even sheep.

He took a step forward, and the long knives above his head no longer fell.

He stopped, and finally, after driving a pack of hungry wolves into sheep, stopped moving forward.

He stood in front of them, no more killing, even though the nearest guy was even close to touching his ankle.

He didn't look at them anymore, like a lion wouldn't care about the ants at his feet.

He raised his head and looked at Svein at the head of the city, and he could already faintly see the eye on his shoulder that symbolized wisdom.

"Hey, the famous Svein, the wisest man in all of Noxus, look, look at your soldiers, look at them." Perhaps in retaliation for Svein's painstaking calculations before, Tydamir pointed the long knife in his hand at the countless cowards kneeling in front of him, and said in a mocking tone, "Are they really your tiger wolves of Noxus?" They are begging me for mercy, begging for mercy, ha At the last sentence, he almost yelled.

The wind howled, and none of the people begging for mercy all over the ground refuted, their faces numb, and they only begged not to die.

And Svein, the wisest man in all of Noxus, he didn't speak, he looked at the countless death-fearing people under the city, indifferent like a statue.

"But, well, while they're really all scumbags, they're also your Noxus people, do you really plan to just watch them die?" Tedamir didn't give up on the provocation because of Svein's silence, he needed a good turnaround, "Why don't you open the door?" ”

Why don't you open the door?

As soon as these words fell, all the originally insensitive soldiers looked at the city, with their last hope.

Hopefully, Svein can find out in conscience.

But presumably Svein doesn't have a conscience at all.

Or rather, Noxus doesn't.

Svein still didn't answer, he looked at Tydamir, the two steel arms at his side glowing golden blinding light once more.

The nineteenth glare of the eye.

The nineteenth time to cover the sky and the sun.

The golden light devoured everything for the nineteenth time.

Devouring Tedamir, and the Noxians around him.

The light dissipated.

Tedamir still stood there intact, his body still bleeding, and the long knife above his head was still like a forest.

On the contrary, it was around him, those guys who were too close, all of them were blasted into powder.

There are no dead bodies.

"Open the door." Tedamir lowered his knife and plunged his long knife into the deep snow.

Open the door......

All the Noxians bowed their heads, away from a little Tedamir, they had given up completely, and the blow just now had spoken volumes about Svein's determination.

Some people let out low sobs, and more began to wonder what Lu Dao was thinking.

A crow landed among the corpses on the ground, savored the fresh frozen flesh, and then flew up again, heading in the direction of Svein.

It finally landed on Svein's shoulder, and Svein straightened out its feathers, which had been somewhat deformed from flying in the cold wind, and finally pulled a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Open the door?

Then open the door.

"Kacha—" A stone door opened at his feet.

He turned and stepped towards the stumbling down, without looking back.

See you again thoroughly.

"Great barbarian king, don't kill me, I am willing to swear allegiance to you, I only ask you to spare me a dog's life." Seeing that the supreme commander really left without looking back, someone finally began to defect.

"And me, me."

"I, I'm willing to give my life for you."

If one person takes the first step, naturally more people are willing to betray their homeland first.

What do you think?

Tydamir didn't answer, he turned around in front of everyone with such a big sting, looked at the mouth of the canyon where Galen should be standing, and spoke silently.

Leave the entire back to an endless stream of enemies.

Although it is said that the whole situation is moving according to his own wishes, in the end, today's commander-in-chief is Galen, and this face is always given.

Galen looked at the man in the distance, who stood between the infinite sword and the endless prostration, like an emperor in the middle of the coronation, for a long time.

After that, he shook his head.

There were no prisoners.

"Willing to serve you, my general." Tedamir tilted his head, smiled, and raised the long knife in his hand again.

In an instant, the wind roared.

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Come on, here we go, let me see your sincerity.

I will finish the second volume in the shortest possible time, and you, don't let me down.