When blue and white tulips float and spin in the sky of black roses, the sky is filled with the sound of sword blades chopping flesh.

No one noticed that an ordinary crow passed through the heavy snow, all the way down from the height of the dining table, flew over the chaotic place where a unique bloody song and dance was being performed, circled low, and finally landed on

On an ordinary shoulder.

And the owner of this shoulder, which should have been ordinary but became extremely glorious because of the four bloody ax blades and the wide-open eyeball, has naturally not been shown since the beginning of this battle.

Meet Swain.

At this moment, he was standing on a hidden hilltop far away from the battlefield. Behind him were those weird green magic instruments from Zaun that directly caused the current situation. Next to him was the man named Nok.

Darius, the most powerful Noxian Hand in the Sars military, this savage man who has always been known for his ferocity and irritability, was staring at him, expecting the latest information.

Facing Darius's burning eyes, Swain didn't put on any airs this time. After teasing the crow on his shoulder for a while, he moved his head close to the crow, which was covered in darkness and seemed to be always wallowing in conspiracy.

Birds began to make strange noises from their mouths that seemed to overwhelm the lowest sounds.

Weird whispers once again sounded on the snow-covered mountains. The Noxian assassination team members in black robes standing next to the green magic instruments did not show any strange expressions. They were obviously used to it.

Swain's closest confidant.

The whispers lasted for nearly ten minutes before stopping.

"How is it?" As soon as Swain stopped communicating with his love bird, the most impatient Darius asked hurriedly, as if he would vomit blood if he held it in any longer.

"The plan seems to be under control. Tryndamere has already invaded the rear base camp of the Avarosan coalition. After Karsus was cut off, the Avarosans came to support." Swain teased the mediocre bird with his hands.

The strange crow frowned as if something was bothering him.

"It seems?" Although Darius is a bit impatient in character, he is able to become the strongest in the Noxian military and is unparalleled in the limelight. Of course, it is not just his ferocious size that drinks countless blood.

Ax, although his brain was not enough to understand Swain's entire layout, he was not stupid either, so he noticed the word "seems" in Swain's words.

The word "seems" is too vague and too variable. It should never have appeared in Swain's mouth, but today he actually heard the word, indicating that things this time may not be as expected.

so smoothly.

"It seems." Swain nodded. He glanced at the battlefield in the distance that was bleeding everywhere at the moment, and frowned more tightly. "From the information my little baby brought me, Ava

The headquarters of the Rosa coalition was indeed in chaos, and the Avarosans came to reinforce their queen as I wished, but... when I didn't give any plan, I just misled Tryndamere with my words.

, that he could actually think of using false momentum to create the illusion of a two-sided attack, forcing Karthus to stay behind. Such a bold and extremely dangerous method is really beyond my expectation."

"You mean it's too smooth?" Darius felt a little overwhelmed after hearing this. He felt that he couldn't understand what Swain was talking about for a while, but the general meaning was that he felt it was too smooth.

"That's right. It just went too smoothly." Swain was still frowning, as if the implementation of his overall plan was a very distressing result for him. "You know, originally, according to my plan for Tryndamere,

Analysis, although I misled him before and said that I wanted him to bring 500 people to kill Karsus, but even if he really brought 500 people to kill Karsus, there is definitely a high possibility that he would only bring 50 to kill Karsus in the end.

The simplest decapitation operation, instead of carrying out such a meticulous layout, Tryndamere is essentially just a tough enough stone. If you ask him to kill someone, he will definitely only know how to kill the other person with a knife, instead of trying every means.

Use traps to make a stone fall and kill the opponent cleverly."

"In my calculations, the possibility of this kind of result is less than 5%, and that's if Tryndamere suddenly had a seizure and his brain became enlightened." Swain's implication was that he had no idea about this outcome.

It's possible to have no illusions at all.

So the only conclusion is...

"Has anyone noticed your plan?" Darius was finally able to figure it out at this time.

"I don't know, the probability of being noticed is about 60%." Swain rubbed the ugly beak of the crow on his shoulder, but his brows slowly relaxed, "It doesn't matter if it is seen through.

,Anyway, the time is almost up."

Darius, however, was unable to react to Swain's jumping thoughts. One moment, he was worried about whether his plan would be seen through. The next moment, he was completely indifferent and started talking in words he didn't understand.

He had no idea what Swain was up to recently, and his questions couldn't help but blurt out again.

But this time, Swain waved his hand to stop Darius from asking. He supported his crutches with both hands, glanced behind him, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes, "Now there is a person.

You have something to do."

Darius' breath froze when he heard Swain giving such a harsh order, but he would never oppose Swain's order during the war unless he wanted to kill himself, so he could only

He said somewhat depressedly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"There is only one road leading to this highland. I think some friends may be coming. You'd better not let them disturb me." Swain raised his finger and pointed behind him, and gave a vague command.

"As you command, Lord Eyeball." Darius picked up his ferocious giant ax and began to walk backwards. He was already used to Swain's mystery, but since he said someone would come, then it really

Someone will come.

This kind of thing has happened countless times like a truth.

So he executed it without any worries or dissatisfaction.

"But we agreed that when you come back, you have to tell me everything, otherwise I will kill your ugly bird and roast it." Darius's shouting voice came intermittently from behind.

Swain didn't care at all about Darius' threat. He took out a worm from his pocket and fed it to the crow on his shoulder. The message could not help but flash through his mind again:

Nine days ago, Piltover sent an elite squad to reinforce the Freljord.

As long as this damn uncertain factor is resolved, then...

"Victory is in sight," the lame man finally sang softly.

The cold wind is even more severe.

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I kept reading my old works until late at night, and suddenly I felt that what I wrote was actually really good.

It can be regarded as Wang Po selling melons.

I hope brothers who are reading this book can read the book I wrote before called "Zhan Qingkong".
Chapter completed!