Colossus of Justice?

Divine soldiers descending from heaven?

A hero appears?

When twilight fills the air and shadows rage, when you fly, don't even think about landing again!

After confirming that Galio's figure had disappeared into the black mist, a smile finally appeared on Swain's serious face.

His experience in the Ionian War told him that no plan can be executed perfectly on the battlefield. Various accidents and trump cards will always disrupt all seemingly perfect plans.

What can really determine victory or defeat is the backup plan for all possible situations in addition to the main plan!

Galio's charge was something Swain didn't expect, but so what?

He prepared three plans to deal with this damn stone statue!

Now the Demacians no longer have the Winged Sisters, and the Summiters are left with only Jarvan IV, who is commanded from the center. As for Noxus, the advantages brought by long-range firepower and enchantments allow them to fight against each other for the first time.

Demacia had the upper hand in the frontal battle...

Next, the great Noxus Empire and its loyal and fearless imperial soldiers will crush the Demacians who are considered invincible like wild bulls!

Victory belongs to Noxus!!!

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The war situation in Tobitsia is rapidly declining in a direction that is unfavorable to Demacia.

Before the demons appeared in the rear, the crossing of the river camp was a good move that could trap the Noxian army, but now without the three top extraordinary powers, and with Swain's strong counterattack, the Demacians

For the first time, I tasted the feeling of being invincible on a frontal battlefield.

The invincible elite charge was pushed back by the Noxian warband that had been buffed with fury, while the Noxian attack was difficult to withstand due to the suppression of long-range firepower.

The front line that had previously advanced as Galio descended from the sky was pushed back in less than a quarter of an hour.

Wait, where's Galio?

Galio, who had high hopes for him, disappeared after flying up. Jarvan IV waited for a quarter of an hour before he found that he had helplessly fallen into the Tobitsia River.

"The battlefield is full of black fog, and I can't determine the location!" Galio's naive voice contained a rare hint of grievance, "Those cunning villains have been prepared for it!"

With the current density of the battlefield, it was no longer enough for Galio to walk from the ground to the front line to fight - behind the Demacians was the company.

In this situation of being chased and beaten, if the Demacia army wants to return to camp, the result will inevitably be a larger-scale chaos, and it may even be completely defeated!

After realizing this, Jarvan IV felt his scalp numb at this moment.

Behind the company camp is the Tobitsia River. If the Demacia army is crushed all the way to the river while being beaten by others, then there will definitely be no last-ditch battle, and the result will only be a massive

Drown!

No, it can’t be like this!

With the warriors of the Dauntless Vanguard, Jarvan IV tentatively organized a counterattack, but the effect was not obvious - Noxus sent the rough-skinned Thane to deal with his counterattack.

There was nothing Enna could do about Jarvan IV, but he was able to lead the team to eliminate Jarvan IV's impact, allowing Noxus to continue to maintain the momentum of crushing forward.

Even if Jarvan IV knocked down Thane and even took back Jarvan I's crown from his jaw, he still could not break through Thane's defense, because not long after that, Thain stood up again, and again

Start pestering him.

In this situation, Demacia has no way out!

Taking a deep breath, Jarvan IV handed the command flag to Galen, who had been protecting him.

"Take it." He said quickly, "You will be in charge of the entire army. Make sure to keep the formation in order!"

"What about you?" Galen waved his sword and knocked down a guy who was trying to attack him under the cover of shadow with one blow. His heart suddenly tightened, "What are you going to do? You are our Majesty now!"

"Because I am the king of Demacia." Jarvan IV had a smile on his face. He took off his helmet, and then took off the helmet that belonged to his great-grandfather and was stained with Thane's blood.

The crown was put on his head, "So, I have to do something that should be done by a king!"

The next moment, Jarvan IV took the battle flag representing the Lightshield family from the attendant behind him and raised it high above his head.

"In the name of the light shield!" he shouted loudly, "cover me, brave Demacia warrior!"

"Fearless pioneers, carry out the responsibilities of pioneers with a fearless heart, and walk side by side with me!"

"The Flying Wing Legion, standing high in the sky, provides wings for Germany and guides me in the direction!"

"All the fearless Demacia warriors, you will be my path forward and my wings to soar!"

"The cunning Noxians think they can use dirty magic and targeting to win a despicable victory, but they will never understand that Demacia's greatness never comes from its strength itself!"

"This is the country we have lived in for generations, this is our Tobitsia!"

"Demacia is big, but we have no way to retreat. Behind us is the raging Tobitsia River!"

"I will take the lead in the charge, just like His Majesty Sentu did in the past, with the ambition to stay in the battle, there will be death or life!"

As the light shield battle flag was raised high, Demacia's formation began to change in a direction that had never been seen before.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The elite Demacian warriors moved closer to the battle flag and formed a sharp arrow formation with Jarvan IV as the arrow, while other warriors resisted the formation and tried to

Based on the shape of a circle and a shield, it delayed the Noxian attack.

Then, under the guidance of the Winged Legion, Jarvan IV, wearing a crown on his head and holding a dragon gun in his hand, began a life-or-death raid in the direction of Swain's headquarters.

In front of Jarvan IV who returned from the summit, even if the Noxian soldiers were strengthened by enchantments, no one could be his enemy. Facing the unbeatable Jarvan IV who had a thousand horses on his back, Noxian soldiers could not defeat him.

The Xusian army could only choose to keep a certain distance from him like brown sugar, completely surround him, and through the encirclement and crushing of the military formation, bit by bit "wear" away the absolute elite who followed Jarvan IV's actions.

It also "worn down" Jarvan IV's physical strength.

Jarvan IV was fully aware of this, but there was no hesitation in his steps or any hesitation in the movements of his hands.

One after another, the Noxian warriors who stood in front of him were stabbed through, and the long dragon lance was completely dyed red and black. It was so wet and sticky that it was almost impossible to hold, but Jarvan IV's movements

There is no deformation at all, and there is no slowness in movement.

The fearless vanguard warriors who followed Jarvan IV fell to the swords from all directions one after another, but their presence also bought time and space for Jarvan IV. When the last guard fell beside Jarvan IV

At this moment, the Noxian flag representing Swain was already close at hand.

"Drink!"

With a loud roar, Jarvan IV threw out the light shield battle flag that had long been dyed red with no trace of blue ocher. Then with an indomitable momentum, Jarvan IV forcibly penetrated a Noxar

Team Si arrived right before the war chess.

"Suffer death!" He pulled out the chess piece, holding the gun with one hand and the flag with the other, "Swain!"

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Under the banner of Noxus, Swain narrowed his eyes and looked at Jarvan IV.

This scene happened before in Presidence. On that occasion, just like this time, Swain tried his best to gain every advantage he could for the Battle of Presidence.

Seeing that the Ionian coalition, which did not completely trust each other, was about to fall apart, the little girl who was born as a dancer, led all the warriors who could unite, and fought through the Noxian army.

And in front of Swain, he left an unforgettable humiliation.

That time, Swain lost an arm and could only retreat while surrounded by his subordinates. He watched helplessly as his veterans, who had spent their remaining years in battles, fell into a situation of being divided and surrounded because of losing their command, and eventually died on the battlefield.

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That was the most painful place in Swain's heart. Even if he was as rational as he was, he didn't want to think about it.

Now, in Tobitsia, yesterday is happening again.

The Demacian army, completely suppressed by Swain's full preparations, has reached the end of its rope, and their commander, the third climber, the little king of Demacia, is just like Irelia before.

, chose to lead a desperate attack with the last elite in a desperate situation.

The last time Swain lost, he lost one of his arms, his loyal army, and the chance to fight those damn conservative nobles.

Then, after six years of hard work, he crawled back again - even if he sold his soul to the devil, even if he compromised with the Black Rose, from beginning to end, Swain's love for the empire did not diminish at all.

Jarvan IV is a brave guy. Unlike those lords who were frightened by the Noxian army, he should be pretty good as a king.

But in Swain's eyes, the existence of a king is itself the biggest fetter to a country.

Kings, nobles, and privileged people, it is precisely because of the existence of these people that the country cannot be fair and just, and talented people are suppressed.

Noxus is the most correct direction of development!

It is precisely because of this belief that even though Swain started wars of aggression again and again, he still believed that he could represent justice - not the hypocritical justice of the nobles who pretended to be kind, but the true justice that was as cold as reality.

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Therefore, facing Jarvan IV, who carried the glory of his ancestors and contained endless anger, apart from insignificant appreciation, there was only sincere disdain in his eyes.

I am no longer who I was before. I sold everything I had to the devil in exchange for the strength that will no longer be a breakthrough for the army under the current circumstances!

"Cunning villain!" Jarvan IV placed the chess piece at his feet and strode forward with the dragon gun in hand, "Suffer death!"

"It's beyond stupid." Swain calmly unfolded his demon wings and avoided Jarvan IV's thrust. "Your self-righteous glory ends here."

Jarvan IV's eyes have turned into the color of the stars. Every wave of the Dragon Spear in his hand seems to follow the trajectory of an ancient comet. There is no trace to be found, but it seems that it should be so. For the first time, he

It was close to what Xin Zhao, who once taught him spear skills, said, that mysterious and mysterious state of "harmony between man and nature".
To be continued...