let go of my anne

"Things seem to be starting to get more and more interesting."

On the edge of the battlefield, the Void Alliance is still watching the show.

Dismason looked at the arrogant figure that seemed to swallow the whole world, and laughed out loud.

This is really a character beyond their expectations.

Ezreal.

Beforehand, no one thought he would be a figure qualified to influence the war.

But look now...

He's so tricky.

This point of view was also affirmed by Chen Senran.

Because he divided some of the thoughts that were originally guarding against Larivash, and paid more attention to Ezreal who was still mutating.

And, more ready to protect Anne at any time.

Annie has already rushed towards Ezreal with the large army.

Violent flames surged from her fingertips, and she even summoned Tibbs, whom she had not seen for a long time.

Her, their intention is very clear, before Ezreal can completely complete his terrifying evolution.

Kill him.

But now it seems that the problem is really tricky.

Annie, as well as Ryze and the others, have already used their greatest strength to stimulate destructive energy.

But Ezreal was unexpectedly strong and tenacious.

The extremely black matter extending from his heart formed an unbreakable wall.

All the energy that was enough to destroy several cities was blocked.

He's still growing, evolving.

His black shot has covered most of the battlefield.

Those who he brought to this battlefield from the Zhanzheng Academy are becoming his nourishment one by one.

Their flesh and blood, being chewed into pieces, constantly increased his strength.

Except for those powerful ones who were still at large, no one else was spared.

And those who are at large.It was also very difficult to escape.

Ashe, Sejuani, and the strong men of other city-states tried their best to resist the ever-expanding extremely black matter, while fleeing, they turned to the farthest Jess for help: "Jess, fire! !!"

But Jess was indifferent, he took a deep look at Ezreal who had already formed a huge shadow and began to cover his face, turned around and left.

In this regard, Ezreal just watched.

Watching calmly, watching the waves of energy whizzing towards him, watching those former allies fleeing in all directions.

His heart is very peaceful.

Extremely calm.

He clearly understood that before this moment, these people.More or less, some look down on themselves.

That's right, just look down on it.

I don't know when it started, but the word "look down" was actually associated with him, Ezreal.

Once upon a time, he was the perfect match for the words "love at first sight" and "love at first sight".

At that time, he was the most dazzling light in the entire continent.

And later.It probably started when I was defeated by Chen Senran for the first time and had to become neither human nor ghost.

those lights.began to dim.

Until he was forced by Demacia to submit to Piltover because of Galen's death.

Ezreal, the name, instantly became a taboo on the continent.

Then, there is darkness, infinite darkness.

fall.dust.

No one asked.

The Walking Dead.

He once walked alone in the dark eternal night for so long, just to have another look at the sun.

So he was desperate, even if he discarded the pride he once cherished and betrayed his only friend.

Also.get.

The power to walk in the sun again.

However, when he appeared in the sun again, people had already forgotten his name, and those who remembered him also began to look at him with disdain.

Because, he took refuge in Larivash.

Everyone, even Larivash, should feel that Ezreal has become a dog without dignity.

No one will ever know.

Ezreal, lingering on his last days, lingering on life, for what.

But that's okay.

By now, they should all know.

He Ezreal, again, has absolute power.

His pride is as unruly as ever.

He knew why Larivash had brought him here, he knew the whole plan, but he wouldn't do it all.

He is Ezreal, his ambition is the whole world.

He accepts no one's control.

He wants to devour this battlefield, kill all those who have defeated him, those who have ridiculed him, and those who have despised him.

To ascend again, to his own throne.

Then, he would go back, back to the Institute of War, kill Larivash, and marry, the woman he loved the most.

This is his redemption, the redemption of pride.

"Come on." He whispered quietly.

The extremely black matter is even crazier.

They even started to devour the energies that were frantically rushing towards him.

The violent energy shock made his whole body tremble violently, but he didn't stop.

He constantly endured the spiritual storm that did not belong to him, and the baptism of those violent energies.

He knew that it was the throes of gaining the world, like giving birth.

It is the only way.

He wants to survive, and then rule the world.

"He's crazy."

Dismason made an extremely brief but correct evaluation.

He could feel the crazy will in that young man's body, as well as the energy that was being digested and overflowed.

"It seems that no one needs to do anything."

He added that he knew very well.

Those violent energies and rapid growth directly destroyed that young man named Ezreal.

Therefore, excessive pride and madness will lead to perdition.

Chen Senran also fully saw this point, so when he closed his eyes and looked at Ezreal, he felt a little pity.

Pity the sheer pride.

And stupidity.

"Stop," he said, and then he added, "Stay away, Annie, come back to me, wait a minute..."

will explode.

Energy, accompanied by unlimited expansion of ambition.

Everyone retreated following Chen Senran's words.

For a while, the originally chaotic battlefield.

Actually quiet down.

There is only that mass, which is expanding and shrinking infinitely, and I don't know what to call it, a monster.

No one would care what kind of surging world that young man had in his heart.

Failure is the fact that is coming.

"Ah—" seemed to be stimulated by the slight pity attitude of the crowd.

Or maybe the energy that is about to explode is too turbulent.

Ezreal, the center of the whole monstrosity with its sad tragedy.

He let out a loud roar again.

No longer human.

Rather like a beast.

One, trapped beast.

Trapped in my pride.

The extremely black substance became more and more intense.

The next moment——(to be continued...)

ps: The first update.

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