No one can stop Tedamir.

No one can.

Everyone was running away desperately, rushing towards the deepest part of the crowd. No one had the fighting spirit anymore, and no one dared to pick up the sword and look at the man who seemed to be carrying the whole world.

The rain of swords like divine punishment just now scared them, and they just hoped that they could die later.

At least later than others.

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

The harsh sonic boom ruled the earth with the golden light the next moment.

But it didn't help. The huge attack could not even block Tedamir's breath, except for causing everyone to temporarily lose all their vision and hearing.

"Sulhu--" The sound of stepping on the snow was still tenacious, echoing in the entire world that should be dead.

Tedamir, who walks in the golden light, like an unstoppable heavenly Father in myth.

He represents God's will.

God said, you will die.

So, the thick sword once again faced the light and snow that had not yet dissipated, cut off the slowest Noxus, and nailed their headless bodies to the cold snow without mercy.

It was so fast that there was no room for negotiation, so cruel that only the sound of the wind could hear the sudden splash of blood at the first time.

"Clang——" The long sword entered the snow.

And the Noxus' retreat has come to an end, their city gates, closed city gates.

There is no city gate open.

The soldiers who had no way to escape began to beat the frost white city gate made of unknown materials like crazy.

"Bang--" a moment.

Not opened.

"Bang--" the second shot.

Still not opened.

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

The city gates still stand, hard and cold, just like Noxus's nature as always.

They were abandoned.

No surprise answer.

"Clang——" Another long sword sank into the thick snow.

It's like the final result.

The Noxus finally collapsed, not defeated.

It is a complete, complete, spiritual and high-end collapse.

Except for a very small number of people who were still pounding the city gate meaninglessly, more people had stopped running away. They knelt down and kowtowed wildly at Tedamir and the long swords all over the sky, shouting and wailing for life.

Give up your life.

Say life!!!

"Give up your life..." Tedamir smiled softly at the men who had lost all their minions and were not even considered weak sheep.

He took a step forward, and the long swords on his head stopped falling.

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

He stood in front of them and stopped killing, even though the guy neared even touched his ankle.

He stopped looking at them, as if a lion would not care about the ant under his feet.

He raised his head and looked at Svein on the top of the city. He could vaguely see the eye on his shoulder that symbolized wisdom.

"Hey, the famous Svein, the wisest person in Noxus, look at your soldiers, look at them." Perhaps in order to revenge Svein had tried his best to plot against him before, Tedamir pointed the long knife in his hand at the countless cowards kneeling in front of him, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Are they really your Noxus tigers and wolves? They are actually begging for mercy to me, begging for mercy, hahahaha, in our barbarians, all three-year-olds know that warriors need death." He almost yelled and said it.

The wind whistled, and none of the people who begged for mercy on the ground refuted. Their faces were numb and they only wanted to die.

And Sviin, the wisest man in Noxus, didn't speak, he looked at the countless people who were afraid of death under the city, as cold as a statue.

"But, well, although they are really a bunch of scumbags, they are your Noxus people at least. Are you really going to just watch them die?" Tedamir did not give up on the provocation because of Svein's silence. He needed a wonderful turnaround, "Why not open the door?"

Why not open the door?

As soon as this sentence fell, all the originally insensitive soldiers looked at the city wall with their last little hope.

Hope Svein can find out with conscience.

But probably Svein has no such thing as a conscience.

Or, Noxus doesn't.

Svein still refused to answer, he looked at Tedamir, and the two steel arms beside him once again emitted a dazzling golden light.

The nineteenth time is dazzling.

The nineteenth time covers the sky and the sun.

The golden light devoured everything for the 19th time.

Devour Tedamir, and the Noxus people around him.

The light dissipates.

Tedamir was still standing there intact, with blood still surging on his body, and a sword on his head was still as long as a forest.

On the contrary, the guys around him who were too close were all blown into powder.

There is no complete corpse when death.

"Open the door." Tedamir put down his knife and inserted the long knife into the deep snow.

Open the door...

All the Noxus lowered their heads and stayed away from Tedamir. They had completely given up. The blow just now fully demonstrated Svein's determination.

Some people cried softly, and more people began to be confused and didn't know what they were thinking.

A crow fell into the corpse all over the ground, tasted the frozen fresh flesh and blood carefully, and flew up again, heading towards Sviin.

It finally landed on Svein's shoulder. Svein's feathers that were somewhat deformed because of its flying in the cold wind, and a cold smile finally pulled out of the corner of his mouth.

Open the door?

Then open the door.

"Scratch--" A stone door opened at his feet.

He turned around and stepped down without looking back.

Goodbye completely.

"Great King of Barbarians, don't kill me. I am willing to be loyal to you. I just want you to save my life." Seeing that the supreme commander really left without looking back, someone finally began to turn against me.

"And I, I."

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

One person took the first step, and naturally more people are willing to betray their motherland first.

How about it?

Tedamir didn't answer, and he turned around in front of everyone with such a big thorn, looking at the entrance of the canyon where Galen was standing, and spoke silently.

Leave the entire back to endless enemies.

Although the whole situation is moving with my own will, the commander-in-chief of today is Garen, and this face is always given.

Galen looked at the man standing far away between the infinite swords and the endless kneeling people, who looked like a crowned emperor, for a long time.

Finally, he shook his head.

No captives.

"I am 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, let me see your sincerity.
Chapter completed!