"Boom -" The blue thunder ball pierced the air for the fourteenth time and roared towards Olaf.

But to everyone's surprise, this time the thunderball did not pour any firepower on Olaf at all. It passed over Olaf's head and continued to sprint forward.

Olaf also seemed to know that the target of the thunder ball was no longer himself this time, or maybe he was completely unafraid of the power of the thunder ball. He did not make any defensive posture, he just lowered his hands.

, took the next step firmly and calmly, his eyes just staring at Galen who was coming towards him, without any distraction.

Everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the thunder ball, wanting to see who its target was this time and what was the result?

Everyone opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears in anticipation of the dull sound of destruction and the dazzling blue light that dominated everything.

But this time, everyone is destined to be disappointed.

The blue Mercury energy shock wave, which had performed the bombing art of rune magic countless times before, hit the silent Noxian fortress, and nothing happened.

There was no strong flash of light, no snow and fog flying, no dust flying, and the unlucky Noxians were wailing in the ruins with their flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

The thunderball hit the surface of the blue-colored city wall, and then slowly sank into the fortress. It was like a grain of sand falling into the boundless sea. It didn't even have time to stir up a ripple on its face before it was completely destroyed.

Swallowed and disappeared.

Everyone was a little disappointed. Although they didn't have much hope in the beginning, they were still disappointed, so they turned their attention back to the two men who were slowly walking into the arena, and no longer paid attention to any high-tech things.

Rune magic weapon, even the Mercury Cannon boils with blue light again.

Jace was also disappointed, very disappointed. He originally thought that no matter how strong the defense of the Noxians was and that the fortress was temporarily reinforced with a lot of rune magic, his high-tech Hex high-energy cannon would at least

He could also blast out some scars, but there were none. He felt humiliated, so he pulled the trigger in advance regardless of the fact that the Mercury Cannon in his hand was too hot and needed to cool down for a few minutes before firing.

Mercury's cannon roared again.

But this time, no one cared about the outcome, including Galen.

Originally, he thought that this was a breakthrough point, and that the Piltover scientist named Jace was still useful. He could break this line of defense earlier from the outside, but now it seems that he can still hold it in his own hands.

The cold and wild sword is more reliable for slashing.

Thinking of this, Galen couldn't help but take a deep breath. Originally, there was no need for him to fight the barbarian in front of him. He could have used the human sea tactic to kill him. But to his surprise, this barbarian

He is unexpectedly strong, and his strength has shaken the already unstable military morale. If he does not come forward, I am afraid that his side will be defeated by the other party alone.

This gave Galen a headache. He actually didn't have much confidence that he could defeat the barbarian who was walking towards him with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

After all, Lockefa's berserkers are a terrifying race that once claimed to be able to kill gods with just one hand...

But fortunately, I don't have to defeat him, I just need to wait for time. Once Ezreal succeeds, he will lead the charge and there won't be any big problems.

While thinking this way, the thunderball was once again completely swallowed up by that fortress without leaving any trace.

And Olaf had already arrived at the mouth of the canyon.

Seeing that arrogant and over-the-top Northland face appearing less than ten yards away from him, the blood in the bones of some Snow Mountain Alliance people who had just climbed up after surviving the ax just now was already rising.

They grasped their simple but fierce weapons and began to move closer to Olaf.

Galen frowned and slowly stretched out a hand.

Sejuani, who was on the high ground, couldn't help but snorted coldly when she saw Galen's statement, but finally issued a restraining military order.

Those Snow Mountain Alliance men who had been approaching Olaf less than five yards away heard the military order and had no choice but to wave their weapons at Olaf with a fierce look on their faces and cursed a few words in a low voice, such as "you damn traitor".

My heart went back.

Olaf did not react at all to such a verbal attack. He smiled, made a vulgar gesture towards them and continued walking forward.

At this time, most of the soldiers had recovered from the horrific psychological shock just now. In addition, the commander on their side took the initiative to fight, which gave them great confidence, so many of them had just been

The guy who was so frightened that he almost peed his pants surrounded Olaf with a bit of pretentiousness.

Soon, Olaf's path forward was basically surrounded by water, except for a narrow road that could barely allow him to pass, surrounded by a forest of swords.

Everyone looked at Olaf with the eyes of a ferocious and fanatical carnivore eager to see blood. Some people even boldly used their swords to secretly save the enemy who dared to walk alone in the midst of thousands of armies.

There were no traces left, but when his knife slashed Olaf's back, and he almost moaned in pain from the shock, the others finally restrained themselves a little.

For such obviously rogue soldiers, who had no respect for their opponents, no heroes at all, and no Demacia way, Galen did not do anything to stop them. In fact, he somewhat agreed with the actions of these damn rogue soldiers.

This delayed him a lot of time.

When he finally walked slowly to the pair of fighting weapons, Olaf also tenaciously squeezed out of the jungle of swords and thorns.

"Welcome, Mr. Olaf." Galen smiled an impeccable smile and opened his arms towards Olaf, as if he really wanted to hug him first.

The barbarian warriors whistled in coordination at this time. The whistles drowned out the sound of the wind and echoed outside the entire canyon, making the entire battlefield suddenly seem like an underground fighting arena.

Olaf didn't feel any discomfort. He even seemed to enjoy this feeling similar to that of a death fighter fighting in an away game. He also opened his arms, as if he really wanted to rush forward and give Galen a bear hug before starting the fight.

Let’s share our feelings beforehand.

"Olav, why did you betray me?" However, Sejuani interrupted this good atmosphere at an inappropriate time.

Olaf, who was originally smiling, put away his open arms and his smile. He raised his head and looked at the angry former patron and roared low and solemnly: "For the eternal glory."

Then, he simply pulled up his ax from the ground, and without giving Galen any chance to talk to him, he pointed his blood-dried ax in Galen's face and said: "Now, let's have a fight. If

If you win, I'll treat you to a drink and use my head as a wine glass."

This is really a way to start a war to the death.

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