"It's almost time." Swain stood behind a certain wall in the fortress, looking through a hidden hole at the bloody fights under the fortress, and murmured to himself, stroking the crow on his shoulder.

Behind him stood the hidden assassination team members who were urgently mobilized from Noxus. They were silent, pressing their unsheathed swords, like a group of demons ready to attack.

The fighting under the fortress has come to an end. Both the coalition forces and Sejuani's side have suffered heavy casualties.

The only difference is probably that Garen was never able to rush into the city, and Sejuani had a slight advantage.

But this little advantage is not worth mentioning, as long as...

Swain waved his hand.

As long as he waved his hand, the group of demons behind him would descend on the bloody land under the fortress in the shortest possible time.

Then, it was destroyed.

victory……

The corners of Swain's mouth once again curved in a cold arc.

His hand was raised high in the dark room.

And at the same time, high in the sky.

The gestation of the dark cocoon that enveloped Chen Senran seemed to have entered its final moments.

The darkness beat violently like a living thing.

It's like something inside a cocoon is about to burst out of its shell.

General Burnham still stood high in the sky, leaning on his sword, motionless.

Snow fell on his shoulders again.

If you just look at it like this, and ignore the previous interactions between him and Chen Senran, then he is simply like the most loyal guard of that dark cocoon.

The cocoon beats harder and harder.

It sucked one by one, as if pulling at the darkness around it.

As the frequency of its beating becomes faster and faster, the darkness flows towards the cocoon faster and faster.

At the end, with the dark cocoon as the center, the sky for hundreds of yards nearby appeared abnormally distorted.

Darkness is still darkness. But darkness is no longer just darkness.

They were condensed and pulled away, surrounding the dark cocoon and strange heart that was still accelerating, forming something purer than darkness.

The origin of darkness.

"The origin of darkness." General Burnham muttered this word in a low voice. In the entire distorted sky, only the place where he stood remained the same.

The darkness was calm, except that no more snow fell.

"The origin of darkness." He repeated the word again, and there was no excitement, excitement, or other emotions in his words.

But one word is enough for him to say twice, which is enough to show how important what this word represents.

The important thing even made General Burnham couldn't help but rub the hilt of the sword in his hand.

This movement moved his shoulders, so that the snow on his shoulders was shaken off.

It was knocked down a little bit.

A little bit of snow fell from his dark shoulders.

Fall slowly.

With a rhythm completely inconsistent with that violently beating heart, it slowly fell from General Burnham's territory into the desperately twisting darkness.

"Rusu——" The falling snow collided with the twisted darkness, making a small sound.

Like a thin piece of snow falling to the ground.

Just when I remembered the sound of falling snow, the beating black cocoon that was about to explode suddenly stopped.

The sudden stop made the entire twisted space suffocate for a moment.

There was a terrible sense of destruction that permeated the entire world in an instant.

The dark cocoon suddenly expanded, and traces of blood-like lines covered the entire cocoon from unknown places in an instant.

The entire cocoon was like an egg about to crack at that moment.

No one knows what will come out of it.

The wind is still blowing.

The fighting under the fortress was still going on. Galen gasped and wielded his fearless sword again to cut off a head. Olaf was not to be outdone and also cut off a head. Ashe shot an arrow. The Barbarian King raised his sword.

Swain inside the fortress waved his hand suddenly.

Endless black-armored warriors came out.

No one knows, no one knows what terrible things are waiting for them in the next moment.

The next moment...

"Kara——" A slight cracking sound rang out in the windy high sky.

The cocoon of darkness cracked open.

There was a rich, dark flame peeking out from those cracks.

A little flame fell.

The moment a little flame fell, an arm that seemed to be completely made of ice, with even the blood flowing with ice, stretched out from the endless darkness without any warning, towards the dark cocoon.

It's like picking a ripe fruit.

That hand was extremely swift, reaching a yard in front of the cocoon almost in the blink of an eye.

There is no need to calculate at all, not even a breath. No, not even half a breath, that one hand can easily pick the fruit.

At this moment, General Burnham, who had been standing in the sky like a sculpture, moved.

It also moved without any warning. In just one breath, it appeared in front of that hand.

He was still leaning on his sword, with his head hanging down, and the snow on his shoulders was still there.

It was as if it had been standing there since eternity and had never been moved.

That hand collided heavily with the scabbard of General Burnham's sword.

No light is emitted.

No heat is emitted.

Nothing else.

Just fight and separate.

"Get out of the way." Lissandra retracted her frosty arm and looked at General Burnham, who was holding his sword in the air. Her words were as cold as her body.

"What do you want?" General Burnham remained still and spoke calmly.

The cocoon behind him made another cracking sound, and it was not long before the cocoon was broken.

"I said, get out of the way." Lissandra held the sleeping girl in her arms, and bright frost began to appear all over her body.

"Tell me what you want." General Burnham was not frightened at all by the frost that was gradually devouring the sky, and darkness floated around him at the same time.

Compared to the darkness behind him, it was purer.

The sound of shell breaking is louder, and hatching occurs only in a flash.

"Burnham, I have nothing now, but you are different." Lissandra suddenly withdrew the surging frost and said calmly just looking at Burnham.

Although she didn't finish her sentence, the meaning of this sentence was obvious.

She has nothing and can risk her life, but General Burnham has everything, are you willing to give it up?

Is it worth it?

"Just because I own everything, there are some things that you can't take away if I don't give them to you." General Burnham still didn't move and spoke calmly.

But calmly like the truth of this world.

The sound of the shell breaking becomes louder, and something is fleeting.

"You won't let me?"

"I won't let you."

The wind howled high in the sky, and absolute darkness and absolute frost stared at each other.

The scene was dead silent for a moment.

The dead silence lasted only a moment.

The next moment.

"Burnham——" Lissandra suddenly screamed.

Following her scream, the endless frost surged toward Burnham and the cocoon of darkness in an instant.

And at this moment——

The sky is filled with fire. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!