When Svein walked to the withered monster, active in the bottomless abyss, it seemed to sense some terrifying aura. Its crawling and wriggling body slowly stagnated, and even the extended vines did not dare to move, as if it was a static sculpture, humble and fearful.

Not only it, the bound vampire also widened her eyes, the resentment dissipated, a hint of fear spreading across her ugly face, and an unpleasant smell appeared between her steel-like muscles and legs.

Puff!

The hard bark had no defensive effect. Svein's left hand penetrated into the body of the wilted monster like a scalpel. After stirring it hard, he took out a wriggling blue-black branch from it.

The fingers twisted, the branches disappeared, and wisps of black mist lingered around the fingertips.

Svein's nostrils moved slightly, sucking in the black mist, and the inexplicable harsh sound exploded.

"It was someone who controlled them from behind...the evil breath, somewhat familiar." Closed his eyes gently, Svein's gray silver hair moved with the wind. "It looked like the group of dark blasphemy priests like moles." The dark people who appeared outside the Fortress of Laxtak.

Dark blasphemy priests, bottomless abyss, dark monsters?

When they were connected, Modrian frowned. Does this indicate that there is an abyss passage in the plague area open? Otherwise, why would there be so many dark monsters from the bottomless abyss?

Looking up at the green wind that was rotating and floating in the sky, he still remembered that there was a sealed abyss passage inside the fortress. The monsters in front of him reminded him that he almost forgot his memory.

The consciousness surged, reflecting the image of the sky blue bird. Modrian moved his spirit and asked Gana to call back the old guy walking in the Renver Mountains, so that he would not end up being stolen from his hometown.

"I inform Siglid that I don't care what she is doing. I must see her in the camp when it dawn tomorrow."

According to the information provided by Benny, the vampire and vampire are very interesting relationships. Siglid's identity comes from the Mokawi family, one of the thirteen clans of the blood clan.

Modrian left the wall first, and in the next time, he would strategically deploy and plan the route of his journey by the information collected by Krey and the stonemasons of the war.

The full moon hangs high on the silver night, and the frost of fallen autumn dyes the dark sky, and crows circling, and whimpering sounds continue.

Until the light of dawn slowly illuminates from a distance, the blue and white dawn and the faint mist blend together, dyeing the camp fields.

In the bedroom, Modrian did not sleep all night and had not left his dark red armor. He carefully took out the gray-white gun and gray-white shield from the space ring, with a look of memories. Speaking of which, these two pieces of equipment have accompanied him for a lot of time.

Picking up the rag on the table, he began to gently wipe the carefully polished shield surface and the gun blade flashing with cold light. As the movement progressed, his high emotions gradually calmed down a lot.

Squeak!

The door opened and faced the dawn light, Modrian stepped out. Zhao Xin had already been waiting at the door. Later, Siglid stood quietly, his beautiful face was stained with a little frost.

"Do you know what?"

"It's clear." Siglid said with a slight salute, with ripples spreading in the bloody red eye hole. "Since the vampire appears, there must be a blood clan in the plague area." His dexterous tongue licked his red lips.

"I'm a little curious about which clan came to the main material plane."

Modrian nodded and signaled Siglid to set out together. He was not clear about the relationship between the bottomless abyss blood clans, but since he offended Valoran, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Walking outside the pale conference room, there were soldiers of the Choi Falli Army who were holding the red war horses waiting. Modrian turned over the horse, tightened the reins, and rode forward skillfully.

Behind them, Svein, Dryus, Zhao Xin, Sain, and Krei followed one by one, followed by the soldiers of the Choi Falli Army. They were held in sharp order by armor and moved forward silently.

The golden autumn sun shines on the streets, and Modrian rides forward. Every time he passes through a street, there are Noxus cavalry ceremonies in a building until they pass through the drowsy city walls.

The cool autumn wind blows with rustling red flags, and the bright light shines on the emerald green fields.

Looking at the field with all his eyes, four steel jungle-like Noxus arrays stood above the field. The array on the far right and in the middle were heavy infantry wearing pitch-black armor. The thick shield was standing in front of him, and his right hand held the sharp spear in his hand tightly.

Looking further to the array on the left, there were the Noxus cavalry riding a red war horse and holding a rifle. The rifle blades glowed with cold light flashed with crimson light. The fierce and hot eyes under the metal mask were staring at the figure in front of the city wall.

The last one is a huge array of young dragon lizards and the Noxus Bloody Pioneer, which has an extremely impactful and oppressive feeling in terms of appearance.

Under the blue and silent sky, an invincible aura rose into the sky!

Looking at the steel array in front of him, Modrian looked slightly excited. For this battle, he had mobilized more than ten thousand Noxus soldiers to occupy most of the military forces in the territory.

"Let's start!"

As soon as Modrian finished speaking, a vague winding shadow rose in the distant sky. As he approached, the silver-gray scales reflected the morning sunlight, with a feeling of gold glittering.

Cry! Cry! Cry! Cry!

The continuous roars echoed, causing transparent wind and waves. The Demacia dragon bird flared its slender wings and advanced at a high speed. As it approached the camp, the dragon bird knight on its back tightened the reins and controlled the speed of the flight.

From below, you can see the dark green glass device on the hind limbs of the Demacia dragon bird, steampunk style, obviously from the Alchemy Laboratory of Singid.

The device is not big, only about one cubic cube, and the viscous green liquid contained in it sways slightly as it flies, making it look a bit weird and weird.

"Let it go!" The three dragon bird knights in the front roared, and immediately when the Demacia dragon bird approached the plague area, it put down the glass device that was grasping with its hind limbs.

The clear fall trajectory can be seen, the subtle sound of breaking through the air sounded slightly, the glass device rolled and fell into the green mist.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The glass device and the wild grassland had an intimate contact. With the influence of gravity, the fragile glass instantly shattered, and the viscous green liquid splashed on the mist.

An unexpected thing happened. These liquids and plague fog actually entangled and absorbed each other. A little bit of liquid was enough to suck up a square of gas, and then the two melted away without leaving any trace.

From the outside perspective, only one cubic cube of green liquid in the glass device directly melts the large area of ​​green mist, as if purifying the air.

Even the plague fog that causes the squirming cannot approach the purified area, and the gas that has just penetrated will slowly dissipate.

On the side of the Noxus array, Singid's tall figure appeared, and his numb face showed a nervous smile, and his eyes of different colors were full of madness.

"Quick, hurry, come and collect data!" Xinjide directed the alchemy technology researchers behind him and rushed into the purification area, swinging the mechanical devices they carried.

Staring at the scene in front of him, Modrian smiled, raised his right hand and swung gently.

This is why he dared to take Yinsong Province into his pocket. Xinjide's genius idea made these plague fog useless, but just in case, he still let his soldiers wear the [plague breathing device].

After seeing Modrian's movements, Drius rode forward and pulled out a dazzling ribbon on the crimson cloak.

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Chapter completed!