“Bang——” The solid and traditional black rock wooden door burst open before Lao Du arrived.

Accompanied by broken wood chips and darkness so thick that it was almost substantial, there was also a person.

A person flew out of the door and hit the wall heavily.

The powerful impact knocked the man directly into a wall that was also so solid that it seemed indestructible. The stone fragments instantly shattered and exploded, raising thick smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust prevented Lao Du from seeing the man's face clearly at first, but he still recognized the man.

Chen Senran.

from his hand.

Although his hand was now covered with strong, wildly flowing magic patterns, it looked like some kind of monster.

But Lao Du still recognized it. In fact, he could remember any pair of hands he saw at a glance.

Chen Senran's hands are slender but not delicate, with the sharpness of someone who has been used to holding a sharp edge for ten years.

The old skin gradually fades away and new skin gradually grows.

He can be called a peerless expert in the second level.

"He's actually here." Delxiu also recognized Chen Senran after identifying him for a while.

Lao Du did not answer, but turned to look into the room where Chen Senran was knocked out.

There was a pair of eyes looking at him at the end of the infinite darkness.

Lao Du was also looking at him, and neither of them spoke.

There was an eerie silence flowing in the air.

"Who is it?" Delxiu asked, without shouting or using an aggressive tone. Intuitively, he felt an aura that made him uneasy.

From that darkness.

Lao Du still didn't answer. He shook his head, stood up, and pulled out his knife.

Beauty under the moon.

The moment the knife was pulled out, a fierce sword energy burst out from Lao Du's body. It filled the entire space in an instant, and even the overflowing darkness that was so thick that it could not be dissolved retreated for a moment.

.

The sword energy cut the air inch by inch, like real blades pressing against the skin.

Delxiu, who was the closest, and the dozens of people behind him couldn't help but clenched their swords.

Extremely powerful killing intent.

An extremely powerful swordsman.

At this moment, Lao Du seemed to be a different person, completely freed from the state of nothingness, just like the handful of beauties under the moon in his hand.

The long sword is unsheathed.

He started walking, step by step, towards the deepest darkness.

Delxiu glanced at Chen Senran, who was unaware of his situation, and after instructing his men behind him to take care of him, he quickly followed Lao Du.

He had no choice. He would die tonight.

Lao Du was not walking fast. It could even be said that it was a bit difficult. Every step he took seemed to be against something:

Use the sword energy in your body to kill the darkness that is everywhere.

Delxiu also noticed the strangeness of those darkness, which seemed to surround him at any time and devour his flesh and blood, forcing him to hide behind Lao Du.

dance to tune.

They walked for nearly five minutes before they finally entered the darkness.

When they were completely swallowed by darkness.

The door to the conference room slammed shut.

The moment the door closed, in the deepest darkness, General Burnham, who had sat back for some time, finally spoke: "Long time no see, dear Duke Kao."

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The flames of war were burning quietly in the quiet night. The embers of thunder were still making their final roar.

Everyone is still looking at everyone.

There was a moment of silence in the entire huge battlefield.

In silence, more people came from the darkness, each standing on their own side.

More and more people gathered, and in the end the light could no longer hold them in, and they stood in the darkness. The shadows of lights illuminated the shadows of them, connecting them like two huge storms in the dark night.

"What is Volibear? I've heard of you." Galen finally spoke after a long silence. Instead of taking action.

He had clearly seen the situation on the field. The men and horses standing in the darkness on the opposite side were all Sejuani's men. They were not Noxians.

This can explain two problems. First, Noxus has collapsed internally, and they are not the ones who have the upper hand. Second, Sejuani can be regarded as half of the friendly forces.

"General Galen, I have admired your name for a long time." Volibear did not make a move. He twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth. There was no trace of animality in his words.

There weren't many scars visible on his body. The blow from Ezreal just now didn't seem to cause any damage to him. On the contrary, the thunder that originally existed in his eyes continued to flow from his eyes.

came out and lingered around his strong and majestic body, making him look like a thunder god in the dark night.

"Then you should know that your leader, Miss Sejuani, has formed an alliance with me. We are our own people." Galen leaned his sword on the thick snow and looked like everyone was sitting down to talk.

appearance.

The two teams were now nearly ten yards away from the city gate. It could be said that they were evenly matched.

But Volibear and the others have an advantage, that is, they are inside the city and can close the door at any time.

Moreover, once a fight breaks out, not to mention the casualties, it will definitely be a long-term tug-of-war. By then, it will be difficult to defend against the Noxians who don't know where they are.

So, if you can avoid fighting, it’s better not to fight.

"But... one of your own did something to me." Volibear shrugged his thick shoulders in a very humane manner, with an absolutely meaningful smile on his face.

"It's a misunderstanding. I can ask him to apologize to you." Galen also smiled, and as he spoke, he glanced at Ezreal to show him that he was aggrieved.

"No need." Volibear shook one of his thick and sharp claws and said only one sentence, "Let our great king come."

"Yes, we want to see the king, and we want to welcome her back." Mr. Rabbit was lucky enough not to die in the blue storm just now. He got up from the snow and started roaring.

Sejuani.

I really can't call him.

Galen frowned slightly, rubbed the hilt of the Dreadnaught sword in his hand and smiled again: "She is behind and will be here soon. The most important thing for us now is to completely wipe out the Noxians. It will be too late."

The best opportunity has been missed.”

"We want to see the king." Volibear didn't say a second sentence, he just roared out this sentence.

"Volibear..." Galen tried to say something else.

"We want to see the king!!!" The dense crowd of people behind him also roared.

The roars were connected together, like a sharp arrow coming from the dark night.

Full of boundless hostility.

It started to snow again. (To be continued...)
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