When the cave full of potent magical explosives appeared in front of Darius, he finally understood what Swain meant by blood of shame.

Indeed, when you can use the simplest and most effective method to directly erase the enemy from this world, there is no need for you to hold a sword and engage in an unknown life-or-death fight and shed blood that should not be shed.

"Okay, you actually hid it from me for so long." Darius looked at this artificially dug cave through the dim magic crystal, with some fresh stone falling from the roof from time to time, and sighed longly.

He said, "The reason why you let Sejuani keep fighting with the Avarosans on the front line is to delay time to dig this cave?"

Until this moment, all the things he didn't understand before became a thread in Darius's mind, and he finally understood Swain's entire plan.

Swain first asked the people of the Snow Mountain Alliance to delay and excavate the cave to bury their biggest back-up force. At the same time, he made an agreement with Tryndamere and asked him to lurk in secret and prepare to sneak attack on the Avarosan people's rear at any time.

Then he took advantage of Sejuani's long-term relaxed mentality to lure her into a decisive battle with the Demacians, and then used Zaun's suffocation potion to control the two biggest cards on the board.

At the same time, he asked Tryndamere to attack the opponent's rear, but this was not to delay Karsus, but to put this barbarian king, the leader of the last force with a say in the entire Freljord, into a certain death.

land.

If the variable Ezreal had not appeared, the Noxians could have slaughtered the two biggest cards on the frontal battlefield, and then Tryndamere would have died on the rear battlefield, and the panicked remnants of Avarosa would have

Shrinking on Table Heights, Karthus will also leave due to the defeat of Demacia.

Noxus can achieve final victory.

And even in this disadvantageous situation, Swain can make a comeback in one fell swoop with the help of his earliest trump card.

Darius looked deeply at the slightly stooped man in front of him, and once again felt the coexistence of fear and admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, I am not his enemy. He finally thought this way.

In response to Darius's exclamation of realization, the lame man simply responded with a very ironic remark: "How obvious."

Darius was speechless and could only silently raise the torch next to him that was soaked in kerosene, waiting for Swain's order to light it.

On the battlefield with Swain, it seemed that all he could do was this kind of physical work.

The torch filled with oil reflected a gloomy blue light under the dim magic crystal.

In the silent cave there was only the low chirping of crows.

The snow fell silently outside the cave. The whole world seemed to be waiting for the final destruction.

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At the same time, it was three thousand yards away from this cave.

A team of six people was rushing in the dark snowy night.

This team was made up of the other participants who participated in the late-night meeting twenty minutes ago, except Galen, Ashe, and Karthus.

After the meeting that almost sent shivers down the spines of everyone present, Galen quickly went to organize the retreat of the Demacians, while Ashe rushed to organize the retreat of the Avarosans, and the only person present was

Karsus, who had a powerful summoning ability, was arranged to summon his undead army to assist in the retreat.

When the entire army retreated, others relied on the knowledge of Jace, a powerful scientist, to search for places where explosives might be buried and make a desperate struggle.

After all, no one knows when Swain will detonate those explosives and blow them all up into the sky.

"How sure are you about that place?" The person asking the question was Wei, a wild beauty. At this time, her mood seemed extremely manic, and she kept hammering her fists, venting the depression and fear in her heart.

The low hoarse sound of metal colliding with each other is like the harsh low sound of a stuck magic gramophone whose broken shaft keeps scratching on the magic recording disk.

Almost everyone's breathing quickened unconsciously. After all, being told that they were on top of a giant explosive barrel that could explode at any time was not an easy thing to do. If you didn't choose to run away without your life, you could already be called a warrior.

"Don't question my expertise. I can guarantee that if Swain wants to blow us all up, he will have to bury those damn powerful magic explosives in that damn place." Even Jace, who usually maintains his grace,

Sir, he couldn't help but utter a curse word at this moment. He rubbed the golden hammer in his hand uneasily. His eyes didn't have time to care about Caitlin's opinion of him, but looked straight at his hand.

There is something like a pocket watch inside, which does not blink.

Caitlin would not look at Mr. Jess at all at this time. While holding her own technological rifle that had undergone numerous modifications, she glanced at Ezreal from time to time, but hesitated to speak.

And Ezreal is probably the calmest person in the group, or in other words, he has completely forgotten the emotion of fear, and the expression on his face has once again returned to that dead-like indifference. For Caitlin,

He seemed to be paying attention unconsciously, walking on the edge of the team with mechanical steps. Only when Caitlin lowered his head to clean his gun, he would occasionally look at Caitlin, and an inexplicable light flashed in his dull eyes.

Chen Senran walked at the back of the team. If Ezreal is the calmest person, then he is the second calmest. His breathing is gentle, his arms are relaxed, and his eyes are not uneasy. Except for occasionally glancing at the north,

He didn't show any abnormal behavior.

Because he had nothing to worry about, little Annie asked Lao Du to lead him out of the military camp and to the north to the dining table heights before he predicted this situation.

Now the girl should be safe. Chen Senran glanced at the north again and showed a smile.

As for death.

"This time, we are probably going to die." Tryndamere, who was walking beside Chen Senran, suddenly said this. The huge pressure made this brave and invincible barbarian man feel a little desperate.

"It depends on luck." Chen Senran said.

"Luck?" Tryndamere's tone was complicated, as if he wanted to laugh, but his mouth felt bitter.

"Luck." Chen Senran nodded.

Snow falls.

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Second update.
Chapter completed!