"Who will win?"

In the white corridor, black and white rose patterns decorate the walls. Modrian leaned against the stone pillars and quietly looked at the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion and Shadow Flowers who were trapped in the whirlpool of battle not far away.

The deep black waves are rushing, and scarlet splashes are swaying, sometimes mixed with a flash of shadow blades.

Faced with Modrian's inquiry, Vosman remained silent, but he had already held his sharpness in his hand, and the red life energy surged in his body.

The same is true for Horace. After realizing that they were pulled into the shadow realm, he knew that what was happening now had nothing to do with him and was far from what he could participate in, so silence was the best choice.

But those slightly turned eyes exposed his inner thoughts, expectations, excitement, and anxiety about the environment he was in, and complex emotions intersected, and eventually turned into a pool of still water.

"Victory will belong to Valoran!" Drius retracted his gaze. He knew very well the strength of the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion. The shadow monster in front of him was just a temporary obstacle, not to mention the assistance of the Shadow Flowers.

Shadowflow caused a lot of trouble to the Noxus Empire when invading Ionia. It was a group of cold, ruthless, but bloodthirsty and crazy killing machines.

It was at this moment that the brave shadows seemed to have discovered the existence of Modrian and others, and these monsters in the shadow realm turned their direction one after another.

Desperate desires fill their eyes, and the killing given in the soul drowns everything, roars sound, and dense steps corrode the black and white marble.

As the offensive comes, death also comes!

Thorn!

[Shadow Secret! Ghost Slash]

Countless sharp sword blades suddenly appeared in the void, cutting down all the shadows that pounced on the white corridor in an instant, and the attached shadows annihilate all the weak people who wanted to resist.

"Lord!" Jie's figure appeared from the intersection of black and white, and the red eyes under the face armor were even more powerful than the past, revealing a hint of madness.

Modrian heard the sound and looked at the Lord of the Shadow Flow at this moment. There seemed to be some inexplicable changes, unable to see clearly or understand thoroughly, but he could feel the difference intuitively.

"What happened? How did the other party pull us into the shadow world."

"Sacrifice!" Jie said concisely. When he recalled the scene he had seen before, he was still a little shocked. The group used the same way of death, the same posture, the same method of suicide, and even the positions of bleeding were almost similar.

"Using the living life of believers as the source, the shadow world connects to this narrow area."

"Why do they dare to sacrifice to the living people?" Modrian was a little surprised. This was the capital of the Stoke Kingdom, Limontanelu, and the base of many noble forces.

"But it's also considered an interesting thing, using the shadow realm to block out the outside world's information and their hidden auras."

"Let them know now who is the hunter and who is the prey!"

Modrian looked at the fierce battle field, and a cold smile appeared on his fair face. The soldiers of the Choi Farley Legion had already gained the upper hand. Even if the number of shadows remained to a certain extent, it could not stop Noxus' killing charge.

In addition, the shadow flowers cooperated with the so-called formations gathered by the soldiers of the Choi Farley Legion, and repeatedly slaughtered, causing endless waves in the black waves.

Buzz!

The subtle trembling sound of air suddenly sounded in the black and white courtyard, causing the walls, columns and the dilapidated flowers planted in the garden to tremble inexplicably.

"It seems that something unexpected happened?" Modrian tilted his head and looked at the abyss of the courtyard, where the black and white colors were rich and tumbling, strange energy fluctuations spread, and an uncomfortable breath overflowed in the air.

A familiar feeling, a breath of the abyss!?

Modrian shook his head. The abyss was not so indifferent. So it should be a monster living in the abyss, or some summoning ceremony was started.

Click!

With the first crisp sound, the next moment, countless "clicks" sounds seemed to be the harsh music that could not stop jumping out of the piano score. The black and white colors in the shadow realm were instantly active, and seemed to be closer to the main world.

Shadow Demon!

A group of lowly creatures who are dominated by madness and twists and drive to live in the shadow realm, which looks like a spider, with dark and hard shells covering their legs and backs, and have good defense. If you look down on them because of the weak single body strength, then you will try real despair, from infinite amounts of swallowing.

Modrian looked solemn, and countless shadow spiders reflected in his brown pupils. His voice continued to roar. His steps forward tear all obstacles apart, with a scent of destruction of shadows.

The scarlet life energy surged in his body, and a circle of light red halos shone faintly under his feet. The crown woven by thorns was hanging on the top of the sword, and the scarlet wheat ears represented glory.

The soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion in the distance consciously approached here, arranged in a defensive formation, with weapons in their hands alternated, and hard shields stood in front of them. (Valoran led the army soldiers who were traveling this time with complete and excellent weapons and armor reserves.)

Without giving instructions, Jie's figure disappeared from the spot, including the Shadow Streamers who had previously wandered in the shadow wave, also disappeared, leaving behind slight waves of shadow energy.

The performance of the catastrophe was a bit abnormal. In fact, he himself knew his current state very well. The taboo technique: the power of shadow seemed to have a faint excitement due to the changes in front of him. This was almost a rare thing, such as the first time he had come into contact with the power of shadow. In the hidden tomb of the Balance Sect, the power of shadow washed away the soul.

"There is no taboo in ninjutsu!"

"What I'm pursuing is a stronger shadow power, including everything!"

The wave of black flames started again. This time, not only the shadows, but also the group of shadow demon spiders with red eyes. The black and white lights were also annihilated and reborn in the chaos, strange and terrifying.

"Rest in peace, weak!"

"Strong, massacre!"

Hurry!

The sound of chains like thunder roared in the black and white sound. Drayus stepped forward, and the black cutter in his right hand shook violently, tearing the air and making a harsh and rubbing sound, leaving a clear mark.

[Kill all sides]!

The next moment, the extremely dazzling flower of death blooms in the shadow world, bringing the strange beauty of crazy killing to this black and white area.

The number of shadow spiders? The dark and hard shell? Everything shattered into empty space under the sharp axe blade of the Black Cutter.

The remaining shadow demon spider driven by the shadow suddenly stopped moving forward under the bitter breath, and the low and timid roar sounded silently, trembling like a pitiful insect, including those shadows.

The horror of Drius is undoubtedly revealed at this moment!

But everything always happens unexpectedly. Modrian frowned slightly, turned his head to look behind the shadow spider, and stared at the depths of the shadow still shrouded in the black and white power, where a slightly heavy force of suppression slowly appeared.
Chapter completed!