Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

With the arrival of the will of the Lizardman God's clone, the voice like a yellow bell rang in Modrian's mind, the humble soul was trembling slightly, and the headache couldn't help but torture the nerves. There was even a faint blood flowing in eyes and nostrils, spreading along the cheeks to the corners of the mouth.

After all, his strength was a little bit poor. Under the indiscriminate soul attack of the clone's will of the Lizardman God, he was directly injured by soul trauma. Fortunately, Gana on her shoulder quickly reacted, and wisps of green wind guarded around her body, dispelling the aftermath.

The sticky blood blurred his eyes, and Modrian blinked wildly, adapting to the blood-colored world, subconsciously swallowing and licking his lips. The rust-like smell brought him back to his senses, and then he looked up at the light red light ball that appeared in the field.

Samu Anya, the god of the lizardman?

After the gnolls invaded the province of Silversong, Valoran led the warning and collected intelligence information against the Kingdom of Beshilik, and learned that the god believed in this Lizardman Kingdom - Samu Anya, the god of the Lizardman!

As the light shines, the light red light ball gradually turns into a lizard-like creature, like a red energy structure, with a slightly blurred face, but a tall and powerful body, and a powerful momentum covering this area without anger.

Ancient rumors describe that gods have various forms, and their true forms are not of any kind of flesh. However, for the sake of the devout faith of believers, some gods will turn into the most popular form of believers. This is the case with the god Samu Anya, the lizardman.

"It is the will of the divine body!" Gana's words sounded in Modrian's ears, and the gentle and elegant voice was filled with coldness.

Not only Gana showed anger, but seeing Modrian's slightly miserable appearance at this moment, Svein and Dryus were also furious, and their invisible momentum stirred the ruined woods.

At this moment, Samu Anya's will to descend saw the end of the scorched earth battlefield. On the ashes, three lizardmen temple priests with separate bodies were quietly lying on the ashes. Such an excellent, devout and powerful crazy believer fell directly, which made him fall into a rage. The sky at dawn dawn slowly became gloomy and a dull blood-red color in the wrath of the gods.

"Gods should not be blasphemous, mortals, kneel down!"

The restless and terrifying power suddenly emerged, and the deep red aura exuded the smell of blood reflected the figure of Samu Anya's clone's will, as glorious as the Lord of All living beings, holding everyone's lives.

This is the manifestation of the essential difference in life that is more advanced than the Dragon Power.

Gods are the most powerful and immortal creatures!

Trepidation!

The blue sky bird chirping, and Gana returned to her human form, floating above Modrian, wrapped her tall and delicate body in plain clothes, with long white hair drooping and slightly covering her long pointed ears.

"storm!"

"advent!"

The elegant and exquisite staff slowly floated in front of Gana, causing the restless wind elements between heaven and earth. Countless tiny breezes emerged, and then stirred the dark sky like a wind blade.

【Hurricane Howling】!

A cold voice sounded, and the hurricane swept across the world formed by countless green wind blades beside Gana in an instant. At the edge of the hurricane, there were countless dense cracks cut out, spreading like a spider web, tearing open the red divine power realm.

"Legend? It's just an ant!" Samu Anya's clone will slightly stretched out his right hand and pointed at Roderick's corpse. Then a broken half-blade slowly emerged into the air, and it appeared in his right hand in a flash.

Looking down at the half-spray blade, there were many broken sharp blades, and the blood that had dried up after countless years could be vaguely seen. This was his broken weapon in a certain magical battle. The blood stained belonged to a certain god!

Buzz!

Half of the gun blade crossed the sky, pointing to Gana not far away. A kind of suppressed desire from the heart is constantly amplifying and constantly breaking free from the shackles of reason. It is the desire for blood buried deep in the soul.

The clergy of Samu Anya, the god of the lizardman, is blood, and the realm is also blood!

【Blood Samu Anya's Gun】!

In front of the blue hurricane, a ray of extremely deep blood light bloomed like a rose, and half of the gun blade formed a complete gun body in an instant. In a trance, it seemed as if an endless sea of ​​blood emerged in the scorched earth woods, and the turbulent waves were like a giant dragon rising and falling.

But these could not hide the Samuel Anya's gun, which attracted everyone's hearts, was like the red sun hanging high in the sky.

The same spell, the power released by Roderick in the Black Wood Province is completely incomparable to Samu Anya's clone will, like two different spells!

Rumble!

The hurricane swept into his body, brazenly tearing the sea of ​​blood, and even wanted to tear off the so-called Samuel Anya gun. However, under the control of Samuel Anya's clone, the red spear rotated, cut off the hurricane, leading the scarlet blood tide toward the indifferent Gana.

Ao Wow!

The dark purple giant wolf raised his head and roared at the red sun. Drayus carried the black cutter backwards and ran on the scorched earth, leaving deep footprints clearly visible in each step.

【Power of Noxus】!

The scarlet life energy burned like a surging flame, rendering a hideous armor and tall and burly body. Samuel's gun reflected in the dark pupils, and a crazy smile bloomed.

"Wolf pack, always thirsty!"

Bang!

Dryus stomped the earth, and the boundless gray-black mud hung over the sky. He held up the black cutter and turned into a violent and bloody giant wolf, opening his bloody mouth full of fangs.

【Noxus Guillotine】!

Sharp!

The black cutter and the red gun blade collided with each other, and the craziest tides of energy produced directly tear apart the sky, the illusion of the sea of ​​blood, the hurricane formed by countless blue wind blades, and the power of the gods were all annihilated and dissipated in this collision.

Then the huge metal sound will resound, and the transparent sound waves swept through the woods along the traces of the energy tide, destroying the remaining roots and grasslands.

"This... is the god... the descendant of the gods? But why don't there be any familiar breath of the bloodline of the gods?" Samu Anya's clone will discovered something wrong in the energy tide, and then he woke up from the death rage of the temple priest.

The spiritual sense radiates this area, covering the dilapidated woods. Then he notices that there is a shadow assassin behind him, carrying a breath of the shadow realm. He is only one step away from entering the legendary path, but the peak shadow assassin hidden in the dark can completely assassin the legendary powerhouse.

The bloody eyes turned around, Samu Anya's clone will look at Dryus. The guy who looked like a god had just scratched his cheek in the collision just now, and a few fine lines of blood appeared on his cold face.

"Who is the gods...? This territory is weird!"

Then, Samu Anya's clone will look at the human nobles over there, and the beautiful lady floating in the air like an elf attracted his attention. The breath of the wind is... the elves of the wind? No, no, and the favor of the general consciousness of the Kaladimos continent?!

And the source of the danger he felt, the middle-aged man who looked like an old-school nobleman, had a simple coat on his combat-baptized armor, gently leaning on a black cane in his right hand, but his left hand was hidden in the hem of his clothes, as if something was hiding.

The walking demon lord? No, no, imprisoning the demon in his body to gain the power of the demon is very similar to the way a blood warlock does, but it seems to be different!?

In the analysis of the will of the gods, some heroes under Modrian were identified, but as long as they did not really touch the origin, everything was traceable to the continent of Kaladimos!

"Damn it, what kind of strange combination is this!" Samu Anya's clone will premonition that things are beyond his control, and he began to have a different thought in his heart.

Riding on the tumultuous aftermath of energy, several split wills touched the corpse of the priest of the Lizardman Temple. He wanted to bring back the souls of these prayers safely and guide them to the kingdom of God.

For the gods, any legendary prayer is the best among devout believers. He will become the core existence in it after ascending to the Kingdom of God, which can provide a certain degree of growth for the Kingdom of God.

Gods, the most powerful and immortal creatures, also have strict levels and are even more unbearable. For example, the God of Lizardman is just a weak divine power who is good at fighting. The reason why he protects the soul of the priest of the Lizardman Temple is that he has touched another layer of barrier, and perhaps accumulating some faith power will achieve the sublimation of the essence of life again.

"Get it!" Samu Anya's clone will be slightly happy, and two golden and red lizardman souls appeared in the palm of his hand. He immediately turned around and wanted to leave this strange place.

He secretly made up his mind that after returning to the temple, he would immediately investigate this territory. In addition to the reason why the soul of the prayer party disappeared, he also felt an abnormal and abrupt feeling, but this was the throbbing of the gods' heart, and even if it was abnormal, it would turn into normal!

But some people don’t want Samu Anya’s clone to leave just like this, and Modrian’s miserable appearance is vivid in my mind!

"The anger of the sky covers you!"

An elegant whisper sounded between heaven and earth. Gana held a delicate and elegant staff and pointed at Samu Anya's clone will. Her white sleeves were surrounded by a green breeze, and then the sky was covered with wisps of green wind from scratch.

Angry flames appeared in those calm eyes. Countless green breezes seemed slow but accumulated over the woods like lightning. Then, from the breeze turned into a storm, covering the world completely without savage!

【Resuscitation of Monsoon】!

In an instant, the blue storm was like surging waves, setting off endless traces, becoming more and more rampant and more presumptuous, ruthlessly tearing out transparent space ripples, forming a wind field, abandoning all other energy elements.

"Damn...this is the realm...you are not a legend, but half..." Samu Anya's clone will look back at the whistling blue storm, his face changed drastically. Before he could burst out his own power, he was swept into the Wind Realm.

Gana stared at the red lizard man figure in the center of the storm, with long white hair blowing behind her back, and her whole spiritual will released with all her strength, driving the wind element that exists in the world, suppressing the target that wants to break free from the constraints.

"God? You will pay the price of bleeding!" After seeing Gana's outbreak, Svein took off his simple coat, stretched out his left hand from the hem of the clothes, and then silently leaned on his cane and stepped into the Wind Realm.

Chichi! Chichi!

A silent hissing exploded in the wind realm, and the red energy fluctuated like hot water boiling, and uncertain space bubbles appeared. The quiet space around slowly exposed black marks in the almost crazy and terrifying collision of power, which was the space torn apart.

Such eye-catching traces were created on the solid main material plane, which showed the fierce battle situation inside.

Tat! Tat!

A crisp pace came from the Wind Realm, and Svein's figure appeared. He gently sorted out his battle-baptized armor, and added a new trace on his shoulder, like a crow's feather.

"Will and the body complement each other! It is just a clone of will, which is destroyed, for granted!" Svein walked to Modrien and stretched out his left hand. It was the trophy he had harvested, and the words of the calm and light clouds seemed to be very simple in the field of wind.

Modrian reached out and rubbed off the dried blood marks on his face. The physical fitness of the peak knight, coupled with the healing wind of Gana, made him recover quickly, and then looked down at the so-called spoils.

A half-shot gun blade, a light red dazzling light ball, and two golden red lizardman souls! The system was hungry, but he did not absorb it now, but looked at Gana.

Gana, who was floating in the air, put away her staff, but she did not fall down, but stared at a blank space. Just as she looked at this gaze, the blank space wrinkles appeared, and then a knight and silver dragon wearing silver armor walked out of it.

"Baron Modrian, I haven't seen him for a long time!" The knight in silver armor slowly landed, lowered his proud head and said respectfully.

"Welsh crown, Greta crown, you are..." Modrien said with a smile, looking calmly at the legendary crown of the Balas family who had been captured and the adult silver dragon from the Silver Dragon Valley.

"Sorry, we accidentally broke into here to pursue the traces of the plague..." Welsh's words gradually became colder and looked slightly scared. In the previous battle, they saw from the beginning to the end and knew that the group of Valoran's guys were cruel and ruthless.

"We are willing to swear to the God of Ice and Storm and Dragon God, swear under our real name, and never disclose anything that is happening here!"

God of Ice and Storm! Dragon God!

Modrian frowned and looked at the man and dragon in front of him, his thoughts flipped, and finally nodded slightly: "The Welsh Crown Prince was joking. As a partner, I trust you very much!"

When the oath sounded, Wales and Greta made oaths respectively. At the end, Wales looked at Modrian and said with a bitter expression: "The Balas family will send you our sincerity within three months!" This is money to buy life. Although the other party did not say it, he knew it very well.

"Then, will the Welsh crown be sent away?" Modrian said calmly, with a helpless choice, but there was no way. After offending Bechlik Kingdom and the God of Lizardman, he did not dare to rashly go to bet whether the two in front of him had trump cards or whether there was anything that attracted the attention of the gods.

Looking at Wales and Silver Dragon Greta's hurried departure, Modrian calmed down. He knew that countless storms would be born after this battle, but as long as there was no evidence, who could prove that this was done by Valoran.

Valoran Corps is just an ordinary and ordinary legendary force!
Chapter completed!