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Chapter480 In the end, no one knew Galios pain

Noxian calendar, 330 AD, autumn.

The city-state of Demacia accomplished a feat. A 31-meter-tall magic-forbidden stone giant appeared on the southern outskirts of the Demacia Plains. The Fearless Vanguard and the Dragon Bird Knight finally let go of the cordon, leaving only the giant statue within five miles.

Within the scope, countless Demacians flocked to the location of the giant, admiring the glory and miracles belonging to Demacia.

On this day, the great King Dulles would personally name the Colossus.

Above the sky, dragon and bird knights fly in the air.

Following the royal carriage, carriages engraved with various noble family crests drove into the southern suburbs one by one, and walked onto the viewing seats built on wooden platforms.

Hundreds of adult bulls were imprisoned in temporary bullpens, with thick hemp ropes around their bodies, waiting to shoulder the great and sacred mission.

Lester, Durang, Theresa and Miranda accompanied King Jarvan and sat firmly on the special seats. Under the special seats, including the Forbidden Demon family, people from the Thirteen

The noble children of the big families began to greet each other politely. Miranda's brother, Bokosam Crownguard, as the Dreadnaught Vanguard Sword Captain, commanded the Dreadnought Vanguard's first shield array to guard the surroundings of the viewing platform to prevent any

A dangerous situation arises.

At the position where thousands of people's eyes are focused, is the shocking Colossus that reaches the sky.

The square and square face conforms to the imagination of most Demacians about perseverance and bravery. The round-headed colossus wears a golden crown (the Forbidden Demon Stone is painted with gold powder, all gold is gold powder), symbolizing the defense of

The determination of the royal power and the strong body extend from top to bottom in the form of stacked layers of Forbidden Stone. The simple and powerful lines highlight the absolute power of the colossus.

The stalwart shoulders seemed to be wearing golden armor, shining in the sun together with the 'T' shaped goggles on his knees and chest.

The broad golden wings are full of the texture of precious metals, and overlap like metal blades and extend higher behind the body. There is a plump giant tail on the back, supporting the giant's majestic body.

The giant clenched his hands into fists with the palms of his fists pointing upwards, as if he were preparing a siege crossbow to express dynamic pressure in static movements.

Seeing that the sun has risen high, the Fearless Pioneer Group finally made a new move.

First, the eighth and sixteenth shields lined up in two rows, holding high the mithril equipment [Shining Steel Kite Shield] known as the 'iron wall' and smashing it heavily on the ground, standing on both sides of the avenue, followed closely by the second and third shields.

, the soldiers of the fourth shield formation solemnly held their swords and shields, and under the leadership of the shield captain, opened up a steel road for the king in the form of a human wall leading to the base of the Colossus.

"Might and glory!"

Bocosam, who had short brown hair and a resolute face, was wearing mithril plate armor and led the most elite first shield formation to form another small triangular protective circle. Seeing that the matter was done, King Jarvan stepped down from the viewing platform.

, under the guard of the First Shield Array, he walked towards the base of the Colossus where the steps had already been set up. When King Jarvan came to the foot of the Colossus, the soldiers of the First Shield Array had already protected the base.

The old man stroked the instep of the giant statue, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

He recalled what his father, the late King Argostan, once said. At this moment destined to be recorded in the history of Demacia, he decided to tell all the people of Demacia the words his father left for him.

"My father, the late King Argostan, once said something to me when he was still alive."

The birds and beasts had long been frightened away by the army's murderous aura. In the silent venue, the old man's voice was not loud, but it was enough to be heard by the nobles nearby. The people of Demacia further away could only lip-sync.

, as for the outsiders, the most they can do is look at Galio’s righteous appearance.

"He said, 'As long as the Dauntless Vanguard remains standing, Demacia will never fall.'"

Listening to the old man's voice, all the fearless pioneer soldiers tried their best to straighten their chests. This is the honor they deserve.

The old man took a deep breath and suddenly amplified his voice. Although the old man's voice was a little broken, it at least allowed the people of Demacia in the distance to feel a little of the king's favor. The foreigners outside frowned.

Because they heard the fart sound from the audience in front, and the fart sound would indicate that a stinking storm was about to hit.

All they could do was hold their breath, because covering their noses was considered rude to Demacians.

"But I want to say that the defenders of Demacia are not just fearless vanguards. All Demacia soldiers and all Demacia people are defenders of Demacia's glory!"

"We fulfill our duties and are loyal to our motherland. Every Demacian is the founder of Demacia and the immortal cornerstone of Demacia. Just like this holy statue, it was built by all of us Demacians.

! Without any Demacian, this colossus would not be standing here! Many of our craftsmen died because of this. Although they are not soldiers, they are still on the battlefield, and they have won great victories! For Germany

Marcia has gained more chances to win! They and you are all heroes!"

King Jarvan took a breath and roared with all his strength.

"Gario! It is the glory that belongs to every Demacian!

For the defenders of Demacia! Hail!

Be joyful!

Even outside the solemn and holy stone walls of Demacia, evil mages can no longer cause any harm to our people and warriors!

"

"oh!

"

"Long live the King!

"

"Long live Galio!

"

The people of Demacia began to throw out the garlands they had prepared. Many young people in Demacia cried with joy, and the old people covered their faces and cried bitterly.

Even though it was a hundred years ago that they were persecuted by mages, and they had never seen mages in daily life, people could still often hear about the evil deeds and horrific crimes committed by mages in their daily lives, and all the darkness and darkness in Demacia.

The sorrow was caused by the damn mage, and everyone firmly believed it.

Although I don’t know how important Galio is on the battlefield, and I don’t know if my family ate more than two years of dry bread in order to create Galio, but Galio is good after all, as long as it can cause harm to mages.

All things are good.

Those dozens of craftsmen who fell at Galio's feet and sacrificed their lives for Galio, their sacrifices are full of noble significance.

Everything you put in is worth it and is something worthy of praise and praise. The courage to dedicate yourself is the most beautiful quality of Demacia.

The sound of cheers from the crowd broke through the sky. Dulles glanced at the sword captain and his juniors whom he relied on most, and the latter nodded understandingly.

King Jarvan slowly returned to the viewing platform under the protection of the first shield array, without revealing any flaws throughout the process.

The cattle pens were opened, and dozens of cattle herders comforted the cattle while fastening the bridles on the cattle, tying them with hemp ropes to the stone ring at the base of the colossus, and tying them tightly to death.

After all the hemp ropes of the hundred bulls were connected to the base, the cattle herders waved their bullwhips and began to drive the bulls away.

More than a hundred ropes suddenly tightened, making a unique sound of pulling ropes like hard strings on a strong bow.

"It's moving! Galio is moving!

"

Amidst the sounds of cattle braying, the giant wheel under the foundation stone cart began to rotate. The 31-meter-tall Forbidden Stone Giant left the place where he was born for the first time, and was pulled by the cattle toward the viewing platform opposite.

Move in the direction.

Galio was born.


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