"Is it going to rain?"

Time pushes back a moment before magic.

Puerto Rico couldn't help frowning when he looked at the sky that had become dark.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little restless.

Although the ninja legion under the city could not conquer for a long time, it looked like it was about to retreat.

Although he had asked Flynn to inspect the city gate for the seventeenth time.

Even though he will not make any mistakes.

But he was inexplicably panicked.

Is it because the city guarding equipment is about to be used up?

Or the Monkey who never showed up?

"It shouldn't be." He murmured like this, and couldn't help but look at the Balanced Sect's tent that seemed particularly quiet not far away.

in the end……

"Flynn." He shouted his deputy's name in a irritable state.

He felt it was necessary to let him conduct the eighteenth inspection.

Maybe, it's really those damn city gates.

"Yes, sir." Flynn arrived next to Puerto Rico at the first time.

"Go, patrol again, don't let go of any details." Puerto Rico ordered absent-mindedly, his eyes always staring at the Balanced Sect's big tent, "Remember, don't let go of your sect..."

"Boom--" Just as he had not finished speaking, a huge roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

The roar directly interrupted his words and directly caused his head to collapse.

what happened?

He couldn't think about it.

Because the roar is followed by the violent impact of air waves.

He was directly overturned to the ground.

In the endless roar, he only vaguely heard a few words: The city is broken...

The city is broken?

The city is broken.

The city is broken!!!

In an instant, the gates on all sides of Luoye City were exploded and all four doors were opened.

The city is broken.

The moment the city was broken, Ji, who was originally still in the big tent, opened his eyes suddenly, and spit out two words like a sudden awakening tiger: "Attack."

So attacked.

The ninja legion was originally lifeless, as if it was a group of people, and rushed towards the city that had already opened with a huge crowd.

The decline is irreversible.

Just one breath.

Puerto Rico is powerless to make the world come true.

defeat……

Determined.

———————

The defeat is decided?

Dunitz couldn't help but sigh slightly as he looked at the crowded Noxus assassination team standing at Yamaguchi.

He had already rushed through the last three blocks and set foot on the long mountain road.

He also walked the last few thousand steps of mountain road and came to the place closest to the top of the mountain.

He is very close to the final destination, the old imperial palace, and the headquarters of the military headquarters.

Nearby, he could even see the obsidian statue in the square behind them from where he is standing now through the crowd in front of him.

The former emperor rushes forward without decaying his color due to the long years.

But he was in trouble after all.

The Last Noxus.

The Noxus were filled with the entire square.

And behind him, there were less than five thousand people.

Is five thousand people enough to meet that arrogant dictator?

"The whole army obeyed the order." Dunitz showed an intriguing smile, and he pulled out the long sword that was once given by Burnham Chin. He pointed at the expressionless Noxus and said slowly, "Cared with me."

At that moment, his white beard shone brightly on the long mountain road.

———————

The rain finally fell.

When it hit Chen Senran's cigar, a layer of blue smoke that had ended without success came out.

Chen Senran smacked her mouth with some boredom, took it down, and put it in her pocket. He stood up and said, "Let's go in. It's raining."

"What?" Graves, who was taking out a match and trying to reignite the cigar on his mouth, was a little surprised. He glanced at Chen Senran and asked strangely, "Isn't the fight yet?"

"It's raining." Chen Senran shook his head and just said that.

"Hey, I said. You're not worried at all?" Graves frowned. He glanced at the battlefield not far away, which was already covered by rain, and said, "Maybe..."

"Maybe she is dead." Chen Senran continued, as if comforting himself. "This is a war, and everyone may die."

He sighed, but walked back, sat down, and started to daze in the direction of the battlefield.

He really didn't want to face this war again, because he was afraid that the girl would really die in this rain.

After all, he is such a good girl.

She should find a man who loves him, get married and have children, instead of dying on this battlefield that is about to become muddy.

"Go and see." Graves suddenly said, and he finally lit the cigar on his mouth again. He took a sip and let the smoke cover his eyes. "Even if she doesn't like it, she likes you. Letting a good girl die is not something a man should do."

"...It's right." Chen Senran was silent for a while and finally stood up.

"Hey, do you really don't like it at all?" Graves asked again, and asked with a smile, "If you don't, I'll go."

"She is not suitable for you." Chen Senran just waved his hand and walked towards the battlefield without turning back.

On the battlefield.

The rain also hit everyone's face.

The smell of blood was not diluted, but became more viscous because of the rain.

The entire battlefield became quiet, and everyone looked to the center of the field, as if waiting for some ceremony, watching the scarlet man walking towards the withered red lotus with a big axe.

Still no one can stop Dryus.

He is only five steps away from Arrelia.

All the people who tried to stop them were lying on the ground, either dead or wailing in pain.

"Arelia..." Dryus stopped his pace, and the rain turned his rough face wilder, and he raised his battle axe high, "Let your head be my sacrifice for my flag."

There is nothing else to say, the simple and direct only murderous intent is the only one.

Arialia lowered her head and still held the giant sword he passed down, as if she couldn't stand up.

It seems like I don't want to stand up again.

Or, as if waiting for something?

"Arelia, stand up!!!" Kalma shouted loudly in the sky, and as she shouted, a colorful hazy light shrouded towards Arelia.

"Is the light of the soul?" Dryus pulled out a disdainful smile. He turned the axe in his hand and fell heavily, "It's too late."

Is it too late?

The axe fell.

The rain falls. (To be continued...)

ps: The second update.
Chapter completed!