Ergat's words can be said to have stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and all the residents of Karlo Village fell silent at this moment, and the audience was silent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl with the filial piety cloth stared at the captive man opposite with big teary eyes and an incredulous expression.

"Finally, you don't have to call him Devon anymore?" Mo Lu was relieved to see that the identity of the prince had been revealed after all, and he was really tired of acting with them all the time.

"This young warrior is really His Royal Highness Govern IV, the respected prince of Demacia?!"

After a short dead silence, a villager finally asked this sentence in a trembling voice.

When Kronde saw that this was the case, he did not hide it any longer.

"Your Highness, you all blame the ministers for their poor protection! If something happens to Your Highness today, Clonde will never survive! The soldiers of the Fearless Pioneer Regiment swear to die and die with the Noxian dogs!"

"All together!" the other soldiers also shouted in unison, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Hearing Clonde's self-revealing identity, the villagers of Carlo were shocked again.

The general Kronde, who has been galloping on the battlefield for decades and has countless combat exploits, is right in front of him!

The fearless vanguard regiment, known as the soul of the Demacian army, the most famous righteous division in Debang, is right in front of you!

It turned out that they did everything they could to protect the village.

"Defend Demacia to the death!" shouted one of the villagers, followed by shouts one after another.

On the other side, Urgaté did not seem to expect these Demacian civilians to have such courage and cohesion. He slammed into his hand, and a long-hooked weapon swung out and stabbed into Gavin's shoulder.

"Shut up! or I'll kill him!"

There was anger in everyone's eyes, but after all, Jiawen was still in the hands of the other party, and no one rashly acted impulsively.

"It's really a good love between kings and ministers, the friendship of kings and people! Who is acting for?" Ergart gritted his teeth and sneered.

"Demacia, I think you are simply hypocritical justice! If you hadn't known that he was a prominent Servan IV, you would have fled for your life a long time ago, and you would have dared to show your loyalty here?"

Crowne ignored Urgat's words and looked at Gavin again.

"Ergat, I'll make a deal with you. Your Highness and I will return to Noxus with you. How about you spare the civilians here?"

Urgat scratched the stubble on his chin with a hook that was still stained with blood.

"You two, I won't kill you, take it back and pay the reward. But no one can live!"

Kronde's face became more gloomy, "Do you think that if we all fight hard, you will be able to get out alive?"

Ergarte smiled and nodded, "You're inadvertently right, because you don't pose any threat to me. I want them to die because there is probably something very important in these people. You know what that is. ”

"For the sake of an ethereal legend, you can kill an entire village, this is your Noxus code of conduct? Very good, it seems that today is either you die or I die. Ergart, if I can beat you once, I can beat you a second time!"

Urgarte sneered again, "Kronde, you're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue." Since General Ben dared to come single-handedly, he naturally had a 100% chance of winning. ”

With that, Urgarte clapped his hands again.

"Alright, no more acting. Your mission has been accomplished, and Noxus will take good care of your wife and daughter's ......"

As the words fell, a middle-aged man among the villagers walked out slowly. His face was full of sadness, and his legs were shaking.

"Neville!"

Mo Lu looked at the familiar figure, and immediately remembered the ambush that the prince and his party encountered in the dense forest.

"Neville......! It's a lackey of Noxus?"

"Your Royal Highness, they once went to your house to stay, were they killed by you!"

For a time, these Demacian civilians were furious, and Neville became the finger of the thousands.

After all, compared to people like Noxus, who are already enemies of the country and family, a compatriot who betrays the country is obviously more hateful.

Neville's face was even more painful, his legs trembling and he couldn't take a step, and he sat down between the two camps, crying bitterly.

However, no one sympathized with him, and no matter how hard and helpless they were, the people of Demacia would not forgive those who betrayed their country.

"Kronde, don't put up fearless resistance. If you think about it, the whole village drank the water that Neville boiled yesterday, right?"

Ergart laughed, and the mustache flicked the tip of his halberd with his fingers, looking proud.

The faces of the heroes of Kronde, including Moru, changed at this time, and they hurriedly tried to activate the power of the runes.

Moru didn't feel anything unusual about his body, even though he had drunk the water in question. Maybe it's because of the Rune Heart.

Kronde and the others were different, their faces instantly gloomy.

"Stooge!"

Neville didn't even dare to raise his head at this time, he was a seven-foot man, but he couldn't withstand the pressure of being pointed at by the villagers and compatriots.

With the exception of Moru, everyone else who could be called a hero lost their combat effectiveness.

"At this point, there is only one way. ”

Under Moru's gaze, Kronde slowly took off his helmet and solemnly lowered it to the ground. His long, gray hair fluttered in the wind.

Then he reached for his waist and slowly drew a sword. As he drew his sword, the place suddenly became violently windy.

"Your Highness, Kronde, the sinner of the Dreadnought Pioneer Regiment, has not been able to control this legion artifact since he took over the legion, and he knows that he is no longer worthy to lead the Dreadnought Pioneer Regiment. Today, I would like to sacrifice my life to the sword, ask the spirit of the sword to kill the Noxian dog, and return the peace to the people of my country!"

"General, don't!"

"Second uncle!"

The generals and Gavin saw Crown's actions and shouted at the same time, trying to stop him.

And when Ergarte saw this scene, his face changed dramatically. "Madman, you want to use the blood of the Captain to awaken the Sword of the Storm!"

Kronde ignored the men, and drew the Storm Sword.

The huge sword body reveals the eternal vicissitudes of life. The wind blew, and the blade shook violently, making a whimpering sound.

This sword was the personal sword worn by the first commander of the Dreadnought Vanguard, and was stained with the blood of countless Noxian soldiers. Later, it was passed down from generation to generation in the legion, but no one was able to exert one-ten-thousandth of its former power.

To this day, the only way to inspire this sword is to sacrifice the life of the highest commander of the Intrepid Vanguard as a sign of his determination to defend the glory of Debang to the death.

Even though Krond had been on the battlefield and had used countless weapons, the Tempest Sword was still quite heavy in his hands.

He raised the Sword of the Storm with all his might, ignoring the stops of Jiawen and the other soldiers, with a resolute expression, he saw death as if he were home, and stabbed it in the chest with all his might!

"Buzz!"

The tip of the sword was less than an inch from Kronde's chest when a sudden sword thud.

Then the Tempest Sword came out of Clonde's hand and flew in one direction towards the village!

Moru looked at the direction where the Storm Sword was flying, relieved.

"Has the Great Sword finally found its owner?"