The dark castle, countless slender branches danced, depicting strange patterns on the flat ground. Looking closely, you can see a dark and dark light of darkness, and a sulfur-like atmosphere, touching the barriers in the void space.

"Huh, this is it?" The dancing branches stagnated slightly, and the sound of surprise suddenly sounded, and the breath of Khrugk dissipated and attracted the attention of the huge shadow. "What's going on, why did the Blood War Legion be destroyed in a human kingdom?" Confusion emerged in his heart.

"Mori." A slightly rushing voice echoed in the castle, calling on his servant, but the response that he had not received for a long time seemed to indicate something.

"Mori!?"

"Oh, so is this old guy named Morri?"

A deep shadow suddenly appeared, accompanied by a few dull sounds of "dongdongdongdongdong", a blood-stained head rolled down the castle ground, and the overflowing blood soaked in the red carpet, and an old face with a false smile could be seen.

"The strength is OK, but unfortunately, his pampered attitude made him lose his due vigilance." Jie looked up at the huge guy hiding in the castle and said softly.

"But you are in trouble, and those war madmen will not let you go." He looked at the remaining things on the branches, and pitifulness flashed through his heart. Although he didn't like those war madmen, some of the beliefs he insisted on were still similar.

"A high-level shadow assassin!" The huge shadow swayed the branches and looked down at the disaster in front of him. "If you were the only one, you would probably not be able to stop me!"

"Can't stop you?!" Jie looked at the other party sarcastically as if he heard some joke, gently clenched the murm blade, and dissipated in the shadow. "Then try it."

The cold wind blows across the castle, and everything is like a silhouette stuck in the air, melting into the boundless silence.

The slender branches stopped dancing, and the lines reflected in the moonlight were no longer depicted, as if there was a fatal danger in the soul.

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Looking at the broken city gate, Modrian pulled up the reins, sighed lightly, and then looked at Svein beside him. After seeing him nodding slightly, he continued to move inside.

The road was opened by the soldiers of the Choi Falli Army. After passing through the dim aisle, the scenery in front of him was a bit desolate and dilapidated.

The cold wind blows the gray clouds apart in a corner, and the moonlight hangs. The corner buildings built on the city wall collapse a lot, and the blood that has dried up can be seen faintly. Keep moving forward, busy taverns, magnificent entertainment venues, and crowded gambling buildings. Most of these once prosperous buildings were collapsed and buried.

There was no movement in a quiet state, only when the breeze drifted by, there would be a whimper, like a hint of lament and regret.

"Rivudin Blacksmith Shop." Modrian saw the dwarf blacksmith shop he had been to on both sides of the road. He had traded and had conflicts, but now he has turned into nothingness in the plague disaster.

Reducing his emotions, he looked at the aristocratic area under the night sky, and a huge black shadow stood, slowly swallowing the light around him.

The group gradually accelerated and walked through the city of Edalas. The dilapidated scenery around it flashed like a slide, until in front of Harryman Castle.

This castle, which is more military fortress-style, has lost its once thick and ancient atmosphere. A towering giant tree is rooted inside the castle, and its spreading branches are climbing on the cracked gray walls, covering the heavy gates.

"The Tree of Gantias!"

Looking up at the blue-black tree in front of him, Modrian murmured softly, recalling the information introduced by Siglid.

Legend has it that a vampire named Gantias used terrifying magic to build a terrifying tower called "The Pin of Night Tooth" and kept humans as blood. In the end, Gantias was killed by a human hero piercing the heart with a wooden stake, but his vampire blood filled the wooden stake with a creepy power.

After a while, new curly sprouts grew on the wood and grew into a sapling filled with the evil essence of vampires. It is said that a crazy human wizard discovered the sapling and transplanted it into a lush forest.

Then the Gantias tree grows here and infects and degenerates the surrounding forests. The evil spreads to other plants through its roots and soil, and then causes them to wither or turn into wilt monsters.

The spread of the wilt monster excludes and poisons other healthy plants, and then replaces them with thorns, poisonous weeds and other similar types.

This is also the origin of the wilted monster, and it is also the reason why Modrian encountered such a wilted monster.

Through the dim moonlight, Modrian saw countless branches stained with dark flesh and blood, and little blue blood dripping along the city wall, as if watering and cultivating something strange.

Tat! Tat!

Sain carried the black giant axe and walked towards the city gate covered by the branches. The Cuifali army behind him advanced together, and his attention was all focused on the giant tree.

Without any hesitation, Sain cut off the branches of the giant tree with his own terrifying power. Surprisingly, these branches were silent.

Modrian's expression moved slightly, and then a smile appeared on his fair face: "Let's go, the disaster is already inside, it seems that he has encountered something interesting."

Even though it seemed that there was no danger, he was still worried. He looked up at the night sky, and a sky blue bird fell straight on his shoulders, and the crisp chirping drifted into his ears.

Most of the streets and buildings in Harryman Castle were also damaged. Cold and stiff corpses fell on the ground. The bones could be seen in the shriveled body, as if they had been sucked in the blood in their bodies. There were still many magic lamps that were still working.

Walking a hundred meters, a hard main tree trunk about dozens of feet tall appeared in front of everyone. Countless slender branches danced, confronting the shadows in the void, and could be beaten by the branches, and the shadows could be avoided with ease.

Once the branches stop or depict strange patterns on the ground, shadows will burst out, and thin black lines crazily cut the blocked branches in front of them until all movements are interrupted.

"It's a disaster." Modrian recognized the familiar energy fluctuations, and then his attention was attracted by the dark and fishy light on the ground. He smelled the faint smell of sulfur and his face was clear.

"Is this a passage to open the bottomless abyss?"

Somewhat strange...If the abyss passage in Edalas was not opened, then where did the wilt monster, the vampire banshee, the bear goblin legion and the Gantyas tree emerge?

Modrian's thoughts surged, as if he was thinking of something, but his attention was immediately attracted by the dense branches above the strange magic array.

Each branch is covered with corpses like mummies, most of whom are wearing robes. Judging from the remaining traces and badges, it is probably the wizards of the Harriman family and the war mages of the Kingdom Legion.

In addition, some of the more fresh corpses exposed to the dim lights, and broken armor was embedded in rotten flesh and bones.

But Modrian still recognized the bodies from the Noxus scouts trapped in the plague area. As the branches swayed slightly, it seemed to mock the people gathered in front of him.

Life energy soaring into the sky like a wolf smoke gushed one after another on Modrien's side, and the irresistible killing intention permeated the battle area.

The Noxus are very revengeful, and they are especially good at fighting blood for blood and tooth for tooth!
Chapter completed!