The powerful pressure pressed against everyone's chest in an instant. The dazzling lightning in the sky made everyone subconsciously close their eyes. The violent thunder sound was everywhere. It rushed into their ears from every corner, roaring, roaring and roaring in their entire brain.

Countless lightning exploded in the sky, raging and spreading everywhere. They climbed up to everyone's body from all directions, invading every inch of their skin, every cell, and soul.

At that moment, the whole world was so depressed that it was suffocating.

Everyone forgot to breathe, many people began to tremble, many people couldn't help but start curling themselves, and more people wanted to escape desperately at that moment.

Just because of the man who fell from the sky was as strong as a god.

Garen also forgot to breathe, but he did not close his eyes, tremble, curl up, and escape.

He was looking at the sky, at the Lockfast's First Berserker who was wrapped in endless lightning and could not see clearly his original appearance.

Olaf was so fast that he could hardly capture it with his naked eyes. The thousands of lightning wrapped around him made the barbarians in the north look like a real divine punishment that fell from the hands of God in the sky or higher places to scatter this disgusting world.

The strong are unstoppable, unavoidable, and helpless.

Powerless.

It seems that there is really nothing to do.

Galen looked at the light in the sky that was so strong that it seemed to be able to sweep everything. The light shone on his face, illuminating every inch of his face. There was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and the sword in his hand still maintained that posture. He had no defense or retreat, and he seemed to have accepted his fate.

Did you really accept your fate?

On the high ground, everyone reacted the fastest. Ashe pulled the bow to the largest. Caitlin began to pull the trigger. Sejonny began to laugh. The barbarian king Tedamir was ready to throw his long sword out. Only Jace was still enthusiastically preparing for the eighteenth shooting of the Mercury Cannon.

The lightning continued to surge, and the too strong lightning was about to swallow Garen's face, and he finally moved.

Galen inserted his sword into the deep snow, and then slowly knelt on the snow.

He knelt down like a devout believer waiting for the final judgment of Heavenly Father.

He seemed to be really waiting for quiet death.

Is it really over?

Have all the glory, all the grand layout, and all the immortal ambitions disappeared like this?

Time stagnated at that moment.

The lightning stopped.

The wind stopped.

In the stagnant wind, Ashe pulled the bow to the maximum, Caitlin's fingers began to pull the trigger, Sejonni's smile was halfway, and the long sword in the hand of the Barbarian King Tedamir took off halfway, and the 18th Blue Light Boiling of Mercury's Cannon was boiling.

The grand lightning eroded half of Garen's face.

Galen took a deep breath.

The world breathes deeply.

suck.

call.

"Hu—" When that breath came out, Garen spitted out two words, as if he had spitted out his last prayer, he said:

"justice--"

This sound was not loud or grand, but when this sentence landed, a more magnificent light lit up at the highest point of the sky, above the lightning, which covered the lightning and everything.

The light is like the sun, no, it is even more grand than the sun. It is solemn, solemn, unshakable, just like justice itself.

There is a faint song in the sky, and it sounds in the light. The song is gentle and gentle, but it passes through the roaring thunder. It resounds in everyone's heart, and a lot of fear, a lot of fear, a lot of unstoppable removal from the bottom of the heart.

In the singing, countless lights gathered into a sword. The sword was simple, simple, but had everything. It stabbed towards the surging light of lightning.

Slow, but transcends everything, transcends rules, transcends time, and one blow has entered the unstoppable lightning.

The light was surging, and the dazzling light hit the vast sun-like light, and the twisted light began to spread infinitely to the surroundings from that lightning.

The whole world has become a hell of light.

In the hell of infinite light.

The wind whistled by.

In the sound of the wind, the bowstring sounded lightly, the bullet came out of the bore, the long knife roared, and Jace pulled the last trigger.

"boom------"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom bo

An infinite roar began to rage between the whole world, and the whole world seemed to be trapped in the first big explosion of the universe.

Waiting for destruction and waiting for rebirth.

The big explosion lasted for a full three minutes before the hell of infinite light slowly receded.

The world has finally resurrected.

The snow mist in the sky has not yet fallen, but is still floating in the sky.

The warm afternoon sun, which is rare in Frelljord, reigns on the earth.

But this time, it no longer shines on the snow that has accumulated over the years, but on the soil that Frelljord has never seen the sunshine for countless years.

The deep snow outside the canyon was uprooted from the location where Galen was, and they flew into the sky or evaporated.

Blood mixed with minced meat flowed into the frozen soil of Freljord, which had not been watered for many years. Countless soldiers were seriously injured and even died in the attack just now.

The wailings of the surviving soldiers echoed over the canyon, and the harsh shouts made Garen unable to help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Garen, he is not dead yet.

This man, who was at the center of the terrifying big explosion, survived tenaciously with his fearless sword.

The first moment he recovered his eyes, he couldn't wait to find the figure of the terrifying Lockfast Berserker.

But he didn't see it, he could only hear howls and flesh and blood all over the ground.

Garen breathed out and barely stood up from the spot. He had no strength anymore and needed to return to his own people soon.

He didn't believe that Olaf died just like that, because he wasn't.

He needs to clean up the mess first, and then...

Garen's thoughts broke off the moment he turned around. He stared at the land that was supposed to be high ground, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Because, they... are gone.

That high ground has been completely razed to the ground, and all the main forces have disappeared.

What exactly happened?

Galen felt like she was killed in one go.

At this time, behind Galen, the Noxus Fortress had quietly opened its doors.

The sword is cold.

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