Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The destructive aura became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. The layers of shadows and mists around the courtyard gradually disappeared. The clear space ripples spread like ripples on the water surface, and in an instant it spread to the entire courtyard.

Boom!

The shadow realm suddenly shattered, and in the next moment, the elegant courtyard with the main plane intact, the neat buildings of the house, the clean striped marble floor, the blooming flowers and grass, and the magic beacons falling from the light disappeared suddenly with the rippling space patterns.

There was only a scene of ruins left behind, and there was also Modrian and his group standing in the ruins, looking up at the sky.

Afterwards, everyone in Limontanlu felt a sudden terrifying aura, as if through the still remaining shadow mist, they firmly locked the dilapidated courtyard that was about to return to the main plane.

In the cool night sky, there seems to be an unknown and terrible force that squeezes the empty space, so that the space is twisted, wrinkled, deformed, and finally broken.

Bang!

The great power under the legendary crown came and teared the starry sky apart. The twisted and spreading space cracks revealed a wasteland full of black flames. Through the endless darkness in the center, an indescribable existence seemed to cast an evil cold and angry gaze.

The goal of this legendary crown from the abyss has been determined!

At this moment, all the forces of Limontanelu, except those guarded by the legendary crown, all other forces lowered their heads under this great force and did not dare to look directly at the situation there.

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Violet Mage Tower.

Craigie stood quietly on the top of the tower, looking at Limontanelu's situation with his eyes solemnly. He wanted to take action directly, but at the moment of his attack, he thought of some situation in his eyes with coldness. In the end, he chose to silently stare at the scene of the Coliseum Cecil's are about to break out.

The hidden water energy was leaping around him like an elf. A stream of indifferent mist flashed from the top of the Violet Mage Tower engraved with purple patterns, dispelling the domineering aura that filled the world, and regained the normal order of Limontanelu. It seemed that the abyss that had flashed away was an illusion.

But all the powerful men above the Knights were silently watching the direction of the Cecil Arena, where the abyss was as strong as a fire, burning with a bang.

At the same time, on the other side, the Temple of Power, located in the southeast corner of Limontanelu, also burst out a holy white glow covering the surrounding area. There were vague sounds of holy chants and blessings floating in the air, repelling the breath of annihilated the abyss and sprinkling the sacred glow.

It is hard to imagine that when a certain abyss lord appeared on the continent of Kaladimos, no legendary crown prince took action and allowed him to sweep in that narrow area.

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In the broken shadow realm, in the ruined courtyard, Modrian and his group looked up at the completely torn sky, and vaguely saw the wasteland continent surrounded by black flames, a black palace standing on the top of the mountain, an evil cold and angry gaze.

Crunch!

The black palace door opened, and a majestic figure wearing red and black armor stepped out of it. Looking closely, he was not a human at all, but more similar to the appearance of a Gothic gargoyle.

The deep eyes looked at the catastrophe through the torn space...Modrian and his group looked so cold and so high, as if a god had arrived in the world.

Hurry!

The dark wings spread out loud, covering the sky and the sun, absorbing the falling night stars.

Without any words, the terrifying strong man stretched out his arms, clenched his fists, and slowly smashed towards the elegant courtyard that was returning to the main plane.

Modrian was stiff and his body was wailing inexplicably. This was different from the abyss lord who had been sealed for hundreds of years in the battle of Lakstak Fortress. He was a truly complete body and at his peak.

The legendary pressure suppressed almost everyone in the shadow world, as if an ant looked up at the giant, silently watching his fist hitting here.

At first, his fist was very small, similar to that of a normal adult, but as his fist became closer to the crack in the space, he felt the huge fist.

From the perspective of Modrian, the surface of the fist is as huge as a hundred meters square. The bones on it are prominent, and the lines of muscles are clearly visible, which looks thin but powerful. The fist is not a human arm, it is gray-black, with fine scales, and the patterns on it are clearly visible.

Accompanied by the impact of the fist, countless space cracks like spider webs were generated again, and were repaired again. No lightning was seen, but bursts of thunder echoed in the sky, and the terrifying sound waves vibrated the shadow realm.

The awakened world will arrive, blocking the devil lord from the abyss from approaching here, but because it is not the main plane, its blocking force is not very strong.

Moreover, the legendary anger is not so easy to extinguish, especially the devil lord from the third abyss: the Wasteland Abyss, Scripps in the Shadow.

The will he descended was swallowed by the tiny shadow assassin in the shadow realm, which was a trace of will he produced in the past hundred years.

"Now, it's time to bear my anger!"

The fist lingering with the dark and evil aura was squeezed out from the cracks in the space little by little, allowing thunder and lightning to hit the surface, and I remained motionless.

One second, two seconds, or three seconds? No one knows.

Only the huge fist in front of me is slowly invading the main plane, which is not fast, but can see the progress.

The terrible pressure belonging to the devil lord has completely filled the shadow realm. The starlight on the main plane that was once vaguely visible disappeared at this moment, leaving behind the darkness of silence and nothingness.

But none of these matters. The destruction of the ants in front of him was in the control of Scripps. What surprised him was that no one in Limontane had taken action to stop him at this moment. This unexpected situation was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he became the Lord of the Wasteland Abyss.

As the main plane, the legendary crown prince of the Kaladimos continent actually let a devil lord plunder. Are you afraid of something? Or are you worried about it?

The greedy and desire flashed in the deep eyes, and Scripps locked tightly on the assassin's figure floating in the sky of the about to break the shadow world, the ant that made him have endless desire.

"Ant, I said, we will meet very quickly, in Limontanelu, but unfortunately your greed accelerates this process and turns it into the current situation!"

"Now, be extinguished by my anger!"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The scene like doomsday came, and the shadow realm turned into pieces in front of the huge fist, attached to it, strengthening the fist of destruction that was about to fall.

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Modrian stared at the shattered shadow world in a daze. Even though he was blocked by the will of the world, his majestic momentum still made him feel death.

At this moment, Modrian vaguely smelled the fresh air in the main plane, a faint breeze blew across his stiff face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Noxus won't surrender!"

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