Vladimir obviously misunderstood the situation. For the first time, he faced a solid blockade and a clear field. Swain, who had no support behind him, could only carry out a strong attack against the defense, and ultimately failed.

But the second time this happens... Swain is not stupid!

Seeing that the Immortal Fortress was well prepared for defense, Swain took the time to lead the troops and then happily surrounded the entire Immortal Fortress.

Do you want to stick to it?

OK, I'll besiege the city now.

Let’s see who can outlast whom in the end!

There is no need to make any fancy attack plans. He only needs to deploy superior forces, erect camps, and strengthen defenses. Swain can easily cut off the supply of the Immortal Fortress and ensure that no resources will be input from the outside world!

As the largest city in Noxus, the amount of food supplies consumed by the Immortal Fortress every day is staggering, and due to the development of Noxus's transportation industry, the amount of standing food supplies in the Immortal Fortress is not large.

Barren Noxus is incomparable to Ionia in this regard, and there are no mountains that cannot be surrounded around the Immortal Fortress. With an absolute military advantage, Swain only needs to surround the entire city.

The Immortal Fortress will run out of food on its own!

As the saying goes, people are like iron rice or steel. If you don't eat even one meal, you will feel hungry.

Surrounded by people, the Immortal Fortress is running out of food...

Vladimir's wave of operations was a failure, and his active contraction and retreat wasted the last possibility of a comeback (although if he didn't do this, it would be almost impossible for the Immortal Fortress to win in the field) - when the army besieged a

Months later, in front of everyone, after getting the message from Swain that "no one would be liquidated afterwards for defending the city," Bernerman raised his sword and committed suicide.

When Bernerman fell, next to him was an unfinished "Scarlet Turtle" - it is said that this was a work that he had started painting before the start of the Civil War, but finally stopped because of the war.

When Bernerman died, the blood splashed on the canvas, and after it spread out, it became the most enchanting petals.

In this way, "Scarlet Turtle" became Bernerman's final work.

After witnessing this scene, many people in the Immortal Fortress couldn't help but shed tears - it is foreseeable that Bernerman's story will become a widely circulated legend in Noxus.

After the war broke out, an artist joined the army and came to the battlefield in order to repay the emperor's kindness.

He successfully organized the panicked people, but he was in a bad situation and could not win the battle. In the end, he committed suicide after getting the promise and became a tragic hero who committed suicide.

Even the harsh and cruel Noxians would not hesitate to praise Bernerman!

Even Swain felt deeply for this "lost great artist" and personally ordered his body to be collected and buried in the Imperial Mausoleum outside the city.

……………………

The former rebels have now become the legal government of Noxus. After the surrender, the Immortal Fortress will inevitably undergo a purge.

Swain will not be held accountable for the matter of defending the city, but as long as these nobles are willing to investigate, how can there be no dirty information?

After a beautiful funeral, the Noxus Empire Mausoleum returned to silence once again.

At midnight, the bright moon is in the sky.

While the gravekeeper was yawning, the new grave that had just been buried today moved twice without warning - then, an arm came out from under the soil, and then "digged" his entire body

come out.

After Bernaman - or Vladimir - climbed out of the mausoleum, he piled the soil back again, and then finally moved his neck.

"This disgusting earthy smell." Vladimir, who had restored his own appearance, cleaned the dirt on the shroud, "That guy LeBlanc... what the hell did he come up with."

That's right, Vladimir is not dead - just kidding, how could a person who stole the Darkin's twisted flesh and blood method die so easily?

For Vladimir, wiping the neck, pricking the heart, and splitting the head are not really fatal methods. As a former prisoner and experimental subject of the dark descendants, he has experienced far more terrible things than this!

The reason why he did such a performance on the city wall was, on the one hand, to end the performance of the role of Bernerman, and on the other hand, it was to plant a thunder for Swain.

Even though Swain has actually taken control of the Immortal Fortress and will even become the new emperor of Noxus, the Black Rose has not given up!

At least... the current team of Noxian spellcasters will not be loyal to Swain yet, and the nobles are also very dissatisfied with this rebel - Swain is still far away from fully controlling Noxus!

After the suspended animation, Vladimir can turn from the ground to the underground and act secretly - after all, upright battlefield conquests are not the strength of the black rose. The advantage of this poisonous rose lies in conspiracy.

After finally getting rid of the dirt on his body, Vladimir silently left the Imperial Mausoleum, and then... returned to the Immortal Fortress in liquid form from the sewer.

There is no other way. Now that the entire Immortal Fortress is under martial law, Vladimir's only means of stealth is to turn into a puddle of liquid and walk by water.

Half an hour later, Vladimir, who was about to vomit, finally appeared in the bathroom of a secret stronghold in LeBlanc - and then took a bath until dawn.

When LeBlanc returned to the stronghold, Vladimir was still taking a shower.

"What's wrong with you?" Leblanc obviously didn't know what was happening to her partner, and asked with some curiosity, "Why do you keep taking a shower?"

"The imperial mausoleum needs a good cleaning." Vladimir naturally would not tell the truth. "If you want to know what happened... you can go and bury it in the soil for a day."

Frowning, LeBlanc felt that the matter was not like this, but she still didn't say anything - asking questions about such minutiae would only make her companions feel unhappy.

"Okay, then you wash it slowly first." LeBlanc sat on the soft sofa of the stronghold without caring, "Well, do you need blood - I can get some for you, you know, there is

Countless young girls are willing to sacrifice their blood for the Berneman they admire..."

The blood of a girl?

This was indeed Vladimir's true love once, but after seeing some in the sewers, he will no longer be interested in the girl's blood for at least a year - no, at least ten years.

Damn blood...
Chapter completed!