The next day, the countdown to war reached zero.

Piltover finally received this hurricane.

The sky was completely covered by thick clouds, and the sea rolled up thousands of waves in the storm. The roaring wind swept everything in the world,

The entire city seemed to have become a lonely boat struggling to survive in the tsunami.

Under this hurricane, human beings are too insignificant.

Hinanomon Bridge position.

Marcos failed to leave yesterday and was afraid of being arrested as a deserter, so he had to rush back and stick to his post.

Wearing a raincoat that was better than nothing, he walked out of the tent that was almost blown over by the wind. Although he tried hard to tighten his still strong body, he was still staggered by the roaring storm.

The wind was stronger than yesterday, and it made people more desperate.

Is this the power of nature?

Or the wrath of the Storm Goddess?

The law enforcement officers on the ground were all thinking anxiously, but no one could give an answer. They could only wait quietly in despair.

"He's riding a horse." Marcos was in an extremely bad mood.

How about surrendering?

The idea suddenly came to him.

"Chief Marcos." But at this moment, a calm and powerful voice came through the wind and rain.

It was Camille. Her modified prosthetic eyes glowed with a faint blue light, which looked extremely bright in the cloudy sky.

"Mrs. Camille." Marcos was a little surprised.

He subconsciously said: "I didn't expect you to come here."

It was only after he said this that he felt something was wrong. When the congressmen either cowered and hid behind the scenes, or they simply ran away and were invited to tea by Amystan, what he said always sounded a bit ironic.

But Camille didn't mind either.

She slowly walked to Marcos and looked at Zaun across the canal with him, and then said: "To me, it's the same everywhere."

As long as this battle is defeated, as the culprit who started the war, she will not be able to escape the reckoning no matter what.

So Camille has already made up her mind to die.

"." Marcos pondered slightly.

Perhaps because the storm put everyone in a desperate situation and unknowingly erased the differences in status, he became bolder.

He couldn't help but ask Camille: "Mrs. Camille, why are you so persistent?"

In front of the leader, especially in front of the leader who has grown stronger, the Piltover Conglomerate has always been weak.

They never shy away from cooperation with the leader, and they always leave room for confrontation. Many families are even enemies of the leader on the surface, but have become "old friends" of the leader privately.

Only Camille did it the most thoroughly.

She had countless opportunities to gain the leader's friendship, but she persisted in resisting the leader to the end.

She put herself in the position of being the leader, and she did not hesitate to sell her sovereignty, lure the wolf into the house, and put the leader to death.

Marcos actually didn't understand.

What happened yesterday has proved that even if Piltover wins in the end, Piltover will no longer be the Piltover of Piltover merchants, but a semi-colony controlled by the Noxus Empire.

Why would Camille do this? Does she hate the leader so much?

"." Camille glanced at Marcos.

She didn't want to answer.

But looking at the raging waves and the storm in the city, Marcos, who was just a pawn in her hands, now became perhaps the only person who could listen to her before she died.

"Because Noxus is here, the Philos family can still exist;"

"The Wind Leader is here. Even if the bloodline of Feros can be continued, the family named Feros will no longer exist."

"Everyone actually understands this truth, but I am the only one willing to stand up."

"Because -" Camille looked at her Hex heart: "I am the only one who has dedicated everything to the family."

If Philos ceased to exist, then there would be no point for her to continue to exist.

Marcos was silent after hearing this.

He looked up at the law enforcement officers and his subordinates who were shivering in the storm.

"But we are not from the Philos family." Marcos suddenly couldn't hold back his anger and said: "Mrs. Camille, why should we sacrifice for you and your family?"

"When you usually share the dividends of rule, you never ask this question." Camille replied.

"Bonus?" Marcos sneered: "Are you referring to the salary Picheng paid me, or the stolen money that will 'shoot yourself in the back' if you don't take it obediently?"

"We are just dogs, don't say it so nicely!"

"So, what do you want to do?" Camille also saw that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

But she was not afraid, she just looked at Marcos coldly, and then looked around at the law enforcement officers who also looked angry.

Like Marcos, they had accumulated endless resentment and endless fear in this storm, waiting for an opportunity to explode.

But Camille is like a ruthless machine: "I don't care what you are thinking or what you want to do, but I am still standing here - so stick to your position!"

"And this war hasn't started yet. Noxus is on our side, and the leader may not win."

"Isn't it too early for you to think about taking sides now?"

She was talking.

Suddenly, things changed.

Literally, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed.

It was a powerful and obviously directional storm that slowly blew away the black cumulonimbus clouds that were as broad and deep as the sea and covered the entire city over the twin cities.

Gradually, the hurricane "disappeared".

To be precise, the hurricane "disappeared" from the boundaries of the Twin Cities.

The Twin Cities miraculously became the eye of this terrible cyclone. They were surrounded by clouds, storms and tsunamis, but above their heads was a blue sky with sunshine.

At this moment, all the Zaun people and Mrs. Piltover can see such a strange scene:

The storm and clouds seemed to be blocked by a cylindrical invisible barrier, being blocked from the Twin Cities.

The boundless sea on the east and west sides of the twin cities and the rolling mountains on the north and south sides were all shrouded by the terrifying storm.

The storm rolled up sand, rocks and trees on the mountains, rolled up thousands of waves of water on the sea, and even brought down thousands of thunderbolts from the sky.

In an instant, hundreds of tornadoes of different forms appeared around the twin cities.

They connect the sea and the sky, the sky and the mountains, roaring and raging around the twin cities.

It seems to protect the Twin Cities within the eye of the hurricane, but also seems to surround the Twin Cities in the middle of the storm.

"This" law enforcement officers were stunned.

Camille was also speechless.

At this point, even a fool can see that this is no longer a natural hurricane.

Because right in the center of the storm, in the center of the eye, under the sun over the twin cities, a huge shadow as big as a mountain is slowly emerging.

She has the ears of an elf and the face of an angel. Storms are blowing around her, and the sun cannot take away her divine light.

"Goddess Janna! It's the goddess Janna!"

Marcos murmured the name of the god.

She was once worshiped by the people of Piltover, quietly forgotten by the people of Piltover, and then spurned and slandered by the people of Piltover.

And now, she has returned to the world with an unstoppable attitude.

She told everyone in a storm:

"Vazuan, your goddess is back!"

The entire Twin Cities witnessed this magnificent scene.

The audience naturally included Camille, Marcos, and law enforcement officers.

The law enforcement officers looked at each other.

They looked at each other, then

"Stop, don't move!"

The law enforcement officers instantly turned their guns on Camille and Marcos.

Marcos was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and joined in, pointing his gun at Camille:

"Mrs. Camille——"
Chapter completed!