The sonic boom that pierced people's eardrums reverberated throughout the air again, and the dull thunder rushed into everyone's nerves.

Mercury's Cannon was launched for the thirteenth time.

The light blue thunderball pierced the air again, rushing towards the narrow valley with a long, snow-white hollow track that was almost visible to the naked eye.

The blue brilliance rises and falls again, the sun is swallowed up and reborn, and once again dominates the earth.

The sun is shining and the snow and fog are gradually dispersing.

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

Olaf was knocked down again and sent into the snow.

Then, he slowly and firmly climbed out of the deep soft snow, gently shook the snow on himself, raised the ax in his hand for the thirteenth time, and pointed at Gai.

Lun.

Unscathed, oh, no, if there is really any damage, it is that his beard, which was like a golden flame at the beginning, is a bit burnt, making Olaf look worse than the one who jumped from the city before.

It was so powerful at times that it even made people laugh.

But Galen couldn't help but laugh. Olaf's ability to withstand blows was chilling. He could feel the power of the energy balls fired from Jace's cannon called Mercury, and he thought he was going to take it.

Although he wouldn't die after being hit for thirteen times, he would definitely be injured. It was absolutely impossible for Olaf to be able to challenge him easily and freely like he was now.

Locke's law is number one and should not be taken lightly.

"How many more times can it be used?" He glanced at the ax pointing at him thousands of yards away, and turned his attention to Jace, who was preparing for the next attack.

"No more than ten times." Jace said the answer very vaguely.

This is completely inconsistent with his usual rigorous style, and from the temperature felt by his fingers across the scratches on the slightly hot Hex metal surface, as well as the vibration level of the entire Mercury Hammer, combined with previous experimental data and

Judging from the actual combat experience of that time to block Zaun, it can be fired up to eight times. If it is forcibly fired a ninth time, a large-scale runic energy explosion will definitely occur. Coupled with its recent improvements, its destruction

To the extent that he would definitely lose 800 yuan without fighting.

But he still said that, because he needed time, and he couldn't let Galen lose confidence in him early. Although that damn Rockefah barbarian had tenaciously resisted thirteen attacks, he was indeed very strong, but

Jace didn't believe that flesh and blood alone could withstand his constant bombardment. He must be holding on. Maybe he could survive this time next time, and the next time, and the next time, but he would definitely fall before the tenth time.

Down.

must.

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

Better than Ezreal.

Thinking of this, Jace once again put Olaf into his scope and put his finger on the trigger.

The entire Mercury Cannon glowed light blue again.

Destruction is coming again.

At this moment, a hand pressed down on the muzzle of the cannon, forcing back a ball of thunderball that was about to be formed.

The entire Hex metal weapon vibrated violently, and Jace couldn't help but take a step back. He raised his head angrily and saw Galen's expressionless face.

"Perhaps, you should try changing the target." Galen ignored Jace's anger at all, took his hand from the muzzle, and pointed at the snowy fortress silent in the sun.

At this time, the barbarian who had been bombarded countless times, Olaf, the best berserker in Rockefah, suddenly threw a rough ax in his hand towards the outside of the valley.

Li yelled: "Take my axe."

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When the war situation in the entire north is about to break the deadlock, the battle in the Land of Justice seems to be far away from truly opening up.

The Demacian trio used the drag tactic to the extreme and did not engage in direct combat with the Noxians. As long as the Noxians wanted to push the tower regardless, they would use Lux's light magic to lurk there.

Where the Noxians didn't expect it, one of them was taken away by a thunderous blow. If they pursued, they would run away. If they tried their best to demolish the tower, the result could be imagined.

This rogue style of play left the Noxians completely helpless, and they happened to lack a character who was flexible and sharp enough to restrict Lux. If Talon was on the field, the situation might be different.

But the current situation is that as long as the Demacians don't want to fight, then although they won't win, they can definitely delay the time indefinitely.

If the main force can be delayed, then they will win and buy Galen enough time.

But the audience at the War College didn't know this, and they became angry at Demacia for such a shameless way of playing.

People who supported Noxus began to curse loudly, saying that the Demacians were cowards and did not dare to fight, just like their tradition, they were conspirators, cowards, and other despicable words.

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

For a moment, the entire Zhanzheng Academy was like a pot of boiling water, boiling to the point of explosion.

"I heard that someone was looking for you a few days ago?" In the center of the entire War College, on the tallest mage tower, Ryze, who was sitting on the left-hand side of the deputy referee's seat, glanced at the battle in the sky and asked in a low voice.

Soraka next to her.

"Yes, but I didn't see him." Soraka did not look at the sky. She was looking at the crystal ball in her hand. The bright sunlight reflected the fine crystal ball into a dazzling golden color.

"Yeah..." Ryze glanced at the three men in black robes at the supreme referee's seat from the corner of his eye, and finally changed the topic, "How is he doing?"

"I don't know." Soraka shook her head, "Anyway, she's not dead yet."

"You..." Ruiz was not satisfied with this answer.

"I really don't know." Soraka shook her head again, with a rare uneasiness in her tone, "The recent star map has been in a mess, and you know, they...are back."

As soon as he heard the word "them", Ryze fell silent. He raised his head wordlessly, and heard:

The entire Zhan Zhan Academy was filled with loud noises.

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