"Qiang——"

The sudden impact sound was heard the moment the ax fell, and it roared together with the raindrops hitting the surface of the axe.

A critical moment.

The ax that stopped Darius.

It was an ax with an extremely weird shape, double-edged, sharp arc, and glowing with a dark light.

There was a bone-chilling chill in the rain.

"It's you." Darius looked at the man with a ghostly face who suddenly came out of nowhere and sighed in his tone.

"It's me." The ghost-faced man stood in front of Darius, holding firmly against the scarlet ax without giving an inch.

He was naturally the Draven who had been waiting on the sidelines for a long time before suddenly taking action.

"Since you left, why come back?" Darius still sighed. As he spoke, he moved his head closer, as if he didn't want others to hear their conversation.

"Kill you." Draven also moved his head closer with tacit understanding.

Two people, ax against ax, head against head, whispered some incomprehensible words in the rain.

The atmosphere is weird.

The rain is still falling.

The soldiers looked at the two people fighting against each other and forgot to fight.

"Do you just...want to kill me?" Darius sighed for the third time. He couldn't help but press down hard on the ax in his hand, and said the last two words in a voice that was almost inaudible to others, "Brother.

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"Of course... I want to kill you so much..." Delevingne said the last two words with the same force, "Brother..."

"Qiang——" Another violent roar exploded.

Darius and Draven each took five steps back and stood in the rain again.

"In that case, let me see what qualifications you have to take my life." Darius stopped sighing. He laughed suddenly and pointed the ax blade at Draven's eyebrows,

Dominance reappears.

At this moment, he was no longer his brother Darius, but the strongest in the Noxian military. The Hand of Noxus, Darius.

"I will prove that I am stronger than you." Delevingne was not frightened by Darius's domineering power. He began to turn the two axes in his hands crazily, causing the two murderous weapons to reach extremely terrifying levels in an instant.

high speed.

The wind of the ax cuts people.

It even cut the curtain of rain.

The ax rotated at high speed, as fast as it seemed to split time and space, and directly... cut off the head on the opposite side.

"Come on!!!" Darius stepped forward suddenly, his ax roaring loudly in the rain.

The rain is pouring.

The ax blade is extremely fast.

Two men whose fates are entangled move forward at the same time.

Come on, kill me.

The heavy rain suddenly became infinitely long at that moment, and all the pictures were pulled to pieces.

Those two figures facing each other.

At that moment, it was like going back many years ago.

Noxus.

sunset.

They are young.

Brother, I must win you.

Brother, don't fall.

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Lost?

The cold raindrops hit Puerto Rico's face, making him think he was dead for a moment.

But fortunately, the rainwater soaked along his skin and into his bones, making him wake up again. He knew that he was not dead yet.

All is not over yet.

The fact that he was able to climb from being a little-known captain of the transport team to where he is today is certainly not just luck.

He has a ruthlessness that many people don't have, and the stubbornness of a little guy.

He lay on the ground and took a breath, then immediately got up with his body aching all over.

As soon as he stood up, he roared: "Flynn, Flynn!!!"

He was not frightened by the ninja troops that were rushing into the city in front of him, nor was he frightened by the near-collapse of his own people around him.

He knows what he should do now.

He is very calm, terrifyingly calm.

"Sir, I'm here." Flynn's voice soon came from his left side. A gray-faced Flynn coughed and crawled out of the fragments of the city wall that had been reduced to rubble by the violent explosion.

"Very good, now listen to my order. Go to the north of the city to gather the troops. Hurry, I'll wait for you here." Puerto Rico was sorting out his description while giving orders quickly.

"Sir..." Flynn wanted to say something worriedly.

"Flynn." Puerto Rico suddenly turned around, grabbed Flynn's shoulders, and shouted hysterically, "Do you think I lost? No, Flynn, listen, listen to me, I, Puerto Rico

, I will not lose, I will never lose again, I am a man who wants to create history, I, will not lose, no way!!!"

His roar was so crazy and weak in the heavy rain.

After all, he is just a small person.

Even today, he is still so scared.

Afraid of losing everything now.

So he could only roar.

"...Sir." Flynn was silent for a while, then patted his shoulder and said, "Yes, sir, we will not be defeated. We will win."

This actually stunned Puerto Rico. He paused, frowned and said, "Well, go quickly, we have no way out, we must defend this city."

"Yes, sir." Flynn nodded and quickly disappeared into the rain.

Puerto Rico stayed there in a daze for a while, then slowly walked to the top of the city and looked down the city.

Under the city, in the heavy rain, the ninja troops were still marching crazily.

This is bound to be a difficult afternoon.

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This is bound to be a difficult afternoon.

Dönitz shook off the flesh and blood stained on his armor and glanced tiredly at the enemies around him.

His white beard was already stained with blood, but he had not yet reached the palace.

There are too many enemies and they are too strong.

They firmly stuck Dönitz in the middle of the square.

Under the huge obsidian statue.

The prancing horse king was above his head at the moment, as if watching him silently.

"Sir, let's take you there." The loyal subordinate suggested to him again.

He is already very close to his destination. He just needs to persist a little longer and he will get there.

He could step onto the steps of the palace and walk in step by step.

"No." Dönitz shook his head at this time. He glanced at the huge statue and said slowly, "Let's go together."

In the past, the founding king of Noxus had a reputation for loving his soldiers as his sons. Now, standing under his statue, Dönitz suddenly recalled the glory of the past empire.

He glanced at the emperor's face for the last time, raised his sword with both hands and said, "Bless me, the late king."

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