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The appearance of the two angels instantly silenced the chaotic crowd.

At first people were not sure that the veiled woman was the legendary "veiled one", but when they saw another one in the sky...

A pure gold armor and a pair of white wings.

Even though it was the first time for everyone to see her, the legend about the angel was as well-known in the hearts of Demacians as a bedtime story.They don't need to know the angel, they can recognize her just by looking at her——

The legendary patron saint of Demacia, the angel Kyle.

Statues of her greatness can be seen throughout Demacia.

Even the Dauntless Vanguard's logo bears her wings.

"Angel……"

An old woman knelt down, her shock and joy beyond words—it was her honor to see the angel.This symbolizes good luck.

It also symbolizes that Demacia will surely survive this disaster and usher in a brighter and better future.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people knelt down to salute, and the words of prayer echoed in the chaotic streets, filling everyone's ears.

Even the soldiers who came to suppress the rebellious magicians laid down their weapons and worshiped the angels on the dome with the most pious attitude.

And those "black magicians"... Most of them have experienced injustice in this country, but they were just ordinary people before they were imprisoned - they have also heard the rumors of "guardian angels" , naturally full of respect for it.

All are praying.

The rebellion seemed to be over in an instant.

But...this is just an appearance.

Not everyone knelt down—for example, Silas, who never believed in any gods, or Tiana, who felt uneasy.

One of them represents freedom, the other represents authority... They each have their own agendas.

Magicians will not give up their hard-won freedom, and the Generalissimo will never let "traitors" destroy her country and career.

There was an undercurrent surging among the peaceful crowd.

The "masked man", who had never been worshiped by people, looked at the angel flying in the sky with hatred - his aloof and indifferent attitude made her feel ridiculous.

"Are you here to see me, Kyle?" Morgana asked straight to the point.

"Yes, Morgana." Kyle flapped her wings and looked down at her biological sister. "After so many years, I think you should have realized something."

"Yes, I have realized something...I regret the mistakes I made every day."

"Really? Then you deserve to be punished. Then, come with me."

"No, Kyle...you misunderstood me."

"Ok?"

"I mean..." Morgana slowly took off the veil on her face, and the dark wings behind her gradually broke free from the chains.

"My realization is that I didn't break your damn wings back then."

After the words fell, Kyle's expression darkened under his armor.

The crowd of kneeling mortals also widened their eyes in horror—how could this masked man dare to humiliate the patron saint of Demacia?

Could it be that as the legend says... this "fallen angel" is extremely evil?

The crowd started to get restless.

Kyle continued to maintain his arrogant posture, "You are so wrong, Morgana. You have shown no repentance for so many years. You deserve to receive the baptism of justice."

"Justice...please stop saying those disgusting-sounding words." Morgana sneered disdainfully, "What has your so-called justice brought to this country? Death? Anger? Hypocrisy? Or is it the wanton exploitation of nobles? The power of others?”

As she spoke, Morgana opened her hands and looked around again - she felt extremely sad for those people who died tragically and the ordinary people who were affected by the disaster.

"Open your eyes and take a look, Kyle... They believe in your so-called justice. The nobles rely on the 'power' you gave them to act hypocritical, hypocritical and despicable. Take a look... What has this country become?"

"Without law and justice, the world will only get worse." Kyle responded coldly.

"Law and justice must exist, but why is your law and justice the most correct standard? Times have changed, Kyle... This country needs new laws and justice, and people need to keep pace with the times."

“Mortals are greedy and selfish, and allowing themselves to make their own laws will only lead to destruction.”

"You are still so condescending...you are too arrogant."

"It's useless to talk more, Morgana." Kyle extended his right hand to the side, and a golden sword burning with holy fire was generated out of thin air.

"Then come on, Kyle..." Morgana sighed softly, and terrible tears of blood shed from the corners of her eyes. "I have only one request - don't do anything here - I don't want to make the same mistake again."

Naturally, this sentence alluded to the battle hundreds of years ago... Kyle understood.

It also made her angry.

"You only cling to things that happened hundreds of years ago. It's time for you to move with the times, Morgana!"

Kyle dived downwards at such a speed that she almost turned into a golden meteor in the eyes of outsiders.

Morgana was not to be outdone, and a touch of dark magic energy immediately appeared in her hands.

The next moment, the two collided head-on.

The terrifying shock wave overturned everything around, and all mortals were trembling in this mysterious miracle.

In terms of frontal combat, Morgana, who had not practiced much for hundreds of years, was still slightly inferior. She was pushed back hundreds of meters by Kyle's powerful force.

But fortunately, Kyle was so angry that she still silently agreed to Morgana's "condition" - not to fight here.

The two angels fought and retreated, and soon they were far away from the center of the crowd in Xiongdu.

Everyone was still kneeling on the ground.

After a long time, when the movement completely disappeared, they gradually raised their heads.

Then, the defenders of Xiongdu met the magicians again.

The anger of hatred was once again ignited, and the battle started again.

"Take them down!" Grand Marshal Tiana shouted with her sword, "Don't let the great angel down! We are the people of Demacia!"

"Aren't we?" Silas also shouted with a sneer, "Get rid of these lackeys of the king! Demacia belongs to everyone! Freedom belongs to everyone!"

The two sides fought again, and the scene was very heroic.

The situation still feels almost [-]-[-].

But Silas had silently withdrawn from the crowd—he was ready to run away.

All the magicians in Xiongdu are here, and more than half of the defenders are on their way... Although they seem to be at a [-]-[-] split now, once the remaining defenders arrive, the balance of victory will instantly tip to the One side leans.

If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave...

"Demacia...I will come back one day!"

Silas glared at Tiana and Galen fiercely, and quietly slipped to the other side.

He was never a reckless man who would start a rebellion when his brain got hot.

Before breaking the cage, he was ready to escape.

He had mastered the route and timing - he originally planned to escape immediately after killing the king's family.

After all, he knew that it was impossible for a magician to defeat the entire Demacia... not even the defenders of the capital.

There is still a long way to go to completely overthrow Demacia.

He's going to find allies.

He has already planned.

"The Freljord..."

After several rounds of confrontation, Morgana retreated steadily.

During the battle, she would look to the side from time to time, as if she was looking for something - and this made Kyle seize the opportunity.

"What are you looking at!"

Kyle's sword struck with her shout. Morgana tried her best to dodge, but her arm was still scratched by the blade.

A trace of bright red blood flowed from the wound, just like it did hundreds of years ago.

The sisterhood between the two of them had completely passed away...during that fight.

Even though Morgana still doesn't want to recall the tragic past of that day, every time she hears Kyle's face and voice... Now, Kyle is in front of her, and the dust-covered memories flow uncontrollably like a tide. Come to mind.

She thought of her father.

That simple and kind old father...he died...

Under what Kyle calls divine fire.

"Kill everyone...those Demacians...father, and me..."

Morgana shed tears of blood, her voice becoming deeper and sadder.

"Kill everyone, and no one will violate your justice...right!"

"Shut up!" The accidental patricide was brought up, and Kyle went completely berserk.

The "holy sword" in her hand kept slashing, and powerful astral energy was released one after another.

Although Morgana had wrapped herself in [Dark Shield], the rapid attack still left her exhausted - the magic shield was completely shattered within a few seconds.

She fell into passivity.

I couldn't help but start to complain about a certain young man...

She had caught a glimpse of him in the crowd just now...and in the blink of an eye he was gone.

She had promised to help deal with Kyle before... but she believed him and agreed to come to Xiongdu!

That guy...!

Morgana kept retreating and was almost injured several times. It was a dangerous situation.

But just as she was complaining and preparing to think of a way to escape, a dazzling red light suddenly lit up behind her.

Then, she heard a crisp metal collision.

clang--!

Kyle's sword was blocked.

It was blocked by a huge scythe.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Then a familiar voice sounded...and that familiar smile.

"In order to ensure my victory over Kyle, I just went to Noxus to get weapons."

"..." Seeing Chen Ce's confident look, Morgana didn't know what to say for a moment - she still knew Noxus.That country thousands of miles away.

In just a few minutes, he ran from the capital of Demacia to Noxus to get weapons and came back...?Who are you lying to...

Morgana wanted to expose the other party's "lies".

But the dissatisfaction in her heart disappeared as soon as the other party appeared.

"Be careful, Kyle is very strong..."

Morgana waved her hand and put a dark shield on the young man.

As a result, Chen Ce's fighting style became bolder.

【Protoss!Is this what mortals call gods?Kill her! ! 】

The soul in the Darkin's scythe roared loudly, and the excitement almost infected his "host".

Chen Ce nodded slightly, and more and stronger Darkin energy spread throughout his body - a feeling he hadn't seen in a long time.

The long-lost... peak.

clang--!

The scythe struck out again, and even if Kyle blocked it in time, he couldn't completely prevent this powerful and heavy blow.

After only two confrontations, this aloof angel showed a cautious expression - she could already feel the numbness and pain in her tiger's mouth.

"Evil mortal...I can feel the power of your sin..."