The fog of poisonous gas blanketed the battlefield, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.
Some unlucky pirate grunts had already proven the gas's power with the grisly sight of blood pouring from their seven orifices. No one dared risk approaching that deadly zone.
Everyone fixed their eyes on the churning smoke, anxiously awaiting the outcome of the final battle.
The spreading poisonous mist radiated a silent terror that quietly seeped through the crowd, until—
A beam of light descended from the sky.
A radiant golden sword of light pierced the azure dome of the heavens, splitting the sky in an instant before crashing down upon the ground.
In that moment, people forgot their panic and their worries. All they felt was awe.
What that light conveyed was justice.
"What was that?"
After a long moment of stunned silence, the crowd erupted into commotion.
"Is that the Knight's power?"
Though the poisonous fog prevented them from seeing clearly, the laborers instinctively associated that magnificent, dazzling light with the impressive-looking Garen.
Garen's heroic image gradually rose higher and higher in everyone's hearts.
Meanwhile, the center of everyone's attention, Garen, stood beside Krieg's corpse and muttered to himself, "One hundred and fifty percent."
Krieg, who had enslaved over a hundred thousand laborers, ruthlessly ruled dozens of islands, and committed every evil imaginable—murder, arson, plunder, and worse—had shattered Garen's assumptions about the cap on bonus damage. He provided Demacian Justice with a 150% damage increase.
The "Overlord" of the East Blue was, in plain terms, simply the most notorious villain recognized by the people of the East Blue.
Such a tremendous bonus had multiplied Garen's already overwhelming damage output against Krieg.
Running, struggling, blocking—every effort had been futile.
The moment the sword of light fell from the sky, Krieg's sinful life