When it gets completely dark.

Ezreal finally reached the bottom of the barrier, and his feet had already touched the latest snow that had accumulated last night.

The silence all around was terrifying. The men in black who were originally deeply afraid of Ezreal shrank into the fortress for unknown reasons before a moment of magic.

There are only some barbarians and some bear-like creatures patrolling the city now, and they walked away five minutes ago.

It's a good opportunity.

With Ezreal thinking this way, he launched an attack on the city gate that was less than three hundred yards away from him in a straight line.

It only takes one strike to completely penetrate this unbreakable fortress from the inside.

But just when Ezreal was about to take action, his extremely sophisticated Hex sound collector captured some footsteps.

Extremely low, extremely fast.

Well trained.

Ezreal suddenly decided to wait a little longer.

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A huge camp at night, on the other side of the former city.

The night hid the huge body of the Ursine warrior like some kind of terrifying ancient beast.

"Do you think this is an opportunity they are deliberately giving us?" Volibear opened his thunderous eyes that could tear everything apart even in such a dark night, as if he was looking at others, and as if

He was talking to himself.

The Noxian black-clad patrols were all recalled to the interior of the fortress before half a moment of magic, leaving only a very small number, accounting for almost one-tenth of the joint force of the Ursine and Winter's Claws.

The missing soldiers stayed outside to patrol.

This is simply giving up control of the entire city.

"I think we should take action." The barbarian warriors, who were completely confused about the messy problems, had only one idea in their minds, and that was to fight while they were away.

If you don't catch the rabbit in front of you, you will be hungry at night. This is a truth that has been passed down by the Winter's Claw tribe for hundreds of years.

"Then take action." Volibear said this. He didn't refute or think about anything more. He just looked at the huge fortress hidden in the night from a distance, and raised his paws high.

Swain, let me see what terrible things you have hidden waiting for me.

"Boom -" Just when Volibear's powerful and sharp claws were about to be lowered, a violent roar interrupted him.

The next moment, flames soared into the sky in the direction of the city gate in the distance.

And almost at the same moment, the area outside the camp and on the edge of the original city also heard rising and falling roars, the sound of swords, and the sound of bloodshed.

The various sounds and lights that suddenly erupted together in the extremely quiet night were like an opera that suddenly started.

The opening play of this dark night destined to be extraordinary.

"It seems... someone took action before us." Volibear smiled slightly as he looked at the chaotic firelights that lit up everywhere and gradually tore apart the entire night.

"What should we do now?" The barbarians who didn't want to go hungry breathed the cold air, with a fighting spirit in their eyes that was stronger than those flames.

He wants to eat meat.

"What should I do?" Volibear patted his pair of sharp and powerful claws, the thunder in his eyes showed a ferocious smile, and he roared suddenly in the dark night and black fire. "Destiny!!

!”

"Boom -" Amidst the roar, another huge roar came from the city gate in the distance.

And somewhere where no one could see it, a black figure flashed into the seemingly airtight fortress at an extremely fast speed.

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"The war has begun." On the snow at the end of the canyon outside the fortress, Galen shook the snow that had been blown off his shoulders by the wind. He calmly pulled out his fearless sword from the ground.

Intense firelight and violent explosions started coming from the end of the canyon intensively from the last minute.

The door opened.

It's time to take action.

"Everyone obeys." Galen raised his fearless sword.

The fearless sword made a buzzing sound in the growing night wind, and the buzzing sound spread throughout the entrance of the canyon like a war cry.

All the soldiers waiting at the mouth of the canyon stood up.

"Do you think that damn light wave ball still has strength?" Tryndamere did not object to this order. He also drew his sword and looked at the place where the flames began to ignite at the end of the endless darkness.

There was a powerful magic weapon belonging to Zaun that knocked him down in the snow countless times.

"I can't control that much anymore." Galen raised his sword and looked at everyone through the thick darkness.

"Don't you want to keep anyone? They..." Ai Xi spoke. As she said this, she glanced at the deep snow at her feet.

The so-called them are naturally the three missing people. One of them is insignificant, and the other two, no matter which one comes out alive, will have a great impact on the entire situation.

"And I think if Caitlin disappears, Ezreal will definitely be very angry. Although he may not know what anger is anymore, but..." Wei, a female gangster from Piltover holding her fists,

Leaning against the ice wall, he said rather nonchalantly, "He will definitely not let you have an easy time."

It will definitely not make you feel better.

A very serious statement.

But Galen did not refute or react in any other way. He was silent in the snow and wind for about three seconds.

Then, he suddenly shook his sword and shouted at the burning place: "Attack!!!"

"Boom -" the whole army stepped on the ground.

The whole army, attack.

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It’s still the mouth of the canyon.

The third minute after the whole army attacked.

Where Galen raised his sword to issue an order, two hands suddenly came out through the snow.

A slender and strong woman's hand, a strong and thick man's hand.

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When all the surging undercurrents suddenly burst out in the silent night.

Within the fortress.

In that room covered with ice and snow.

No lights were lit.

General Burnham was still sitting in the darkness at the end of the Speaker's table, holding his head and motionless.

The cold frost on his body has not faded at all.

He didn't care at all about the chaos and massacre outside that would most likely break all his plans for the north.

He didn't care at all. He had no intention of going out to settle things or to control the situation.

It seems that he came to the north just to wait for someone.

He had already seen the first person, and after leaving a lot of frost behind, he didn't know where he went.

And the second person is the person he is about to meet.

That person should...

"Squeak——" At this moment.

The frost-covered door that was originally tightly closed was slowly pushed open.

What pushed it open was a pair of strong hands covered with twisted magic patterns. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!