The night curled up, embracing the yellow sand plains blowing by the wind and sand.

The golden legion, wearing armor and holding sharp arms, stepped out of the iron fortress again, and the solemn momentum dispersed the bright moonlight and advanced into the Valoran leadership like a torrent of steel.

The sacred light appeared above the legion array, and a faint and melodious chants quietly sounded, praising the great goddess of wealth. Countless golden light spots appeared in the gray clouds, breaking away from a corner of the dark night.

"Ambu Crown, are we sure we will take action against Valoran?"

Behind the silent legion, a golden ornate carriage was pulled lightly by four white horses. Bishop Isda followed silently on one side, as if he had any questions, turned his head to look at the silver-white carriage and asked softly.

The sudden military operation in the sleeping state was without warning. The order issued by Ampermura directly, the Wealth Temple Legion stationed in the Grand Duchy of Tambefax immediately attacked and advanced to the area under the leadership of Valoran.

"It's not a move, it's a complete occupation of that prosperous territory." In the carriage filled with the fragrance of elk, Amber sat alone and quietly. The golden staff placed in front of his knees were surrounded by some afterglow, reflecting his wrinkled and old face.

“This is a perfect opportunity!”

A strange emotion flashed in his deep eyes, which was also his way to go further. The end of his life has been seen, and the prayer in the kingdom of God is his destination.

This was destined when Amber believed in the goddess of wealth and obtained eternal life at the cost of losing his freedom. It was just that the long life in the mortal world changed a pure heart of faith. What he wanted was freedom eternal life.

"Otherwise I wouldn't have chosen to attack the Valoran Leader who demonstrated his strength at this time." Amber murmured softly, his faint mental power spreading like a transparent ripples, spreading forward in the Temple Legion.

The exposed power of Valoran's leadership made the power of the Temple Legion dispatched this time not only the church army alone, but also the Trial Knights dispatched by the Temple Punishment Center, and the Temple Priests regiment belonging to the Pope.

As if he noticed Isda's inner struggle and doubt, Amber spoke out: "The noble lords of Valoran's territory do not know how to live or die, and have provoked the rumored god of plague and some demonic demon lords. Those evil guys set traps at the Gate of Sorrow, trapping most of the top forces in Valoran's territory... and even preparing to destroy and devour that part of the power."

According to the oracle descended by the Goddess of Wealth, the God of Plague and the Devil Lords spyed on the Valoran Territory, and had officially fought, and many forces were watching the Ice and Snow Fortress.

Those who have no faith cannot be favored by the gods.

So they had no obligation to remind Modrian, and the relationship between the two had dropped to freezing point when the plague broke out, and both sides were deeply alert.

"The great goddess of wealth protects your devout believers!" Amber said softly, as if he had noticed something strange, his eyes passed through the curtains of the car and looked into the north, and the dim stars dotted the dark night. "Have you received the news in the Temple of Power?"

Abominable God of Plague?

Upon hearing the news, Isda's calm face appeared in surprise. As the bishop of the Temple of Wealth, he certainly knew the power of the evil god, which was an immortal and majestic existence. Even if he was suppressed in the main material plane, no one underestimated the power of the evil god.

"There are many forces targeting Valoran Territory, not only us, but also the Temple of Power, and perhaps other forces?!"

Amber's mental power spread out sensed an inexplicable energy surge on the other side of the Yellow Sand Plain. When he came into contact with it, he sensed that the Knights of the Temple of Power were watching the plain.

"No one wants to give up such a prosperous and fertile territory."

Archbishop Agnes Rodney, the controller of the Temple of Power in the Stoke Kingdom, is an old rival. Both of them compete for the land of faith for the gods behind them, and at the same time they also like the Valoran Corps in a special position.

"Huh?" Amber frowned slightly, and his thoughts moved. The golden staff in front of his knees soared into the air. He gently held it with his right hand, then left the carriage, and the Knights discovered an abnormal situation in front of him.

"Isda, manage the logistics well, I'll handle some things."

"Yes, the crown prince!" Isda said respectfully, and when he got up, he saw a golden light disappearing into the night.

Lanvasur Castle.

The dazzling magic lights set off the city walls that have been rendered by blood and fire. Galen was wearing a thick white gold armor and carrying a storm sword behind him. He stood quietly in the repaired guardhouse, looking at the Legion of the Temple of Wealth that appeared at the end of his vision.

"The glory of Demacia will surely bloom tonight!"

The burning bonfire and shining magic lights shone on the solemn and cold castle. The Demacia Legion had already been wearing armor and held sharply, and his high eyes were filled with the desire for war.

Poppy jumped onto the wall, his gray-white ponytails shaking, and he held Oren's hammer tightly with his right hand, as if he had discovered something. She pointed to the Knights of Judgment not far away and said, "Hey, Garen, those guys are still stagnant, are you hesitating?"

"Do they want to retreat?" Hearing Poppy's voice, Fiona walked out from behind Garen, and ripples appeared in her amber eyes.

"No, no!" Garen shook his head gently and looked back at the Valoran leader who was in silence. "Tonight is their best opportunity. If they missed tonight, they will completely lose the initiative in the future."

During the period of time guarding the castle of Lanvasur, Galen used Shadowflow's intelligence and resources to fully understand the Temple of Wealth that controls the Iron Fortress and the Temple of Power that controls the Contello Fortress.

These two fortresses are too close to Valoran Territory!

Galen breathed a sigh of relief, the power of Valoran's leadership was being demonstrated, and the two fortresses in the future must be within strategic scope. At that time, he wanted to try the power of the temple behind them: "Demacia needs glory!"

The Noxus Legion has already won too many victories under the leadership of Dryus, and the Demacia Legion he must lead has been chasing.

"Hey, there are cavalry coming over. What are they doing? Are you observing the garrison power that the castle has?" Poppy looked at the cavalry team galloping around the castle in confusion and asked.

"It's not only to observe the garrisoning power of the castle, but also to tempt." Galen found the golden knight under the starlight, slightly turned sideways, looking at the people standing around, wanting to confirm...

"I'll go, I'm a little interested recently." Fiona said, the silver-white mail set off her perfect figure, and the shoulder-length black hair was mixed with a little crimson hair covering her right eye, and a cold color bloomed.

Without waiting for Garen to reply, she wore black silk gloves, pulled out the blue steel sword from her waist, and then jumped directly from the city wall and walked towards the judges knights.

"Do you want me to go with me?" Poppy looked at Garen, a trace of restrained desire to fight surged in his cute eyes.

"No, don't forget that she is the Unparalleled Sword Girl, the most terrifying duel in Valoran." Garen smiled, rejected Poppy's proposal, Lanvasur Castle needs enough power, and the legendary raid is no joke.

Everyone has their own pride. When Fiona proposes to solve it himself, like the once revived Laurent family, no one can stop it.

.............

"Another strange legendary powerhouse!" Amber looked at Garen, the castle of Lanvasur, and said in a voice. In his spiritual perception, the guy was like a wild lion, patrolling all the "prey" entering the territory.

"According to the information, although the castle of Lanvasur has a certain military force, it does not mean that there is a legendary strong man guarding him, Amber!" The old man on his side spoke, with accusations in his tone.

Wells Arnold, the Cardinal Archbishop of the Temple of Wealth, was a confidant of the Pope's Coronation and was in charge of the priestly legion.

"Sorry, I don't know the specific situation of Valoran's leadership. Their secret shadow assassins are too terrible. It's hard for our personnel to penetrate." Amber accepted the blame. It's the cooperation period, and he doesn't want to break the relationship. And Wells is behind the Pope's crown, so he doesn't want to offend the other party rashly.

"What should I do now? The plan to raid Valoran's leader failed. Now facing the legend, we need to make a choice!" said the burly knight floating in the air in a deep voice, his burly body covered with heavy golden armor.

Howell David, the head of the Temple of Wealth, the head of the Knights' Order of Judgment, is also a legendary crown prince and one of the leaders of this operation.

"Three to one, it's easy to choose!" Wells chuckled gently, and the white jade staff in his hand released a misty light.

"We have to consider whether the other party will evacuate? Once we leave the castle of Lanvasur, we will intercept us along the way..." Howell glanced at Wells and explained helplessly: "The destructive power of the legend is not something that the Temple Legion can bear. If the legend cannot be solved, the three of us will need to be guarded against the other party's attack at all times."

"I suggest that a team of knights be arranged to observe the defensive power of Lanvasur Castle, and test the reality of the virtuality and reality."

"Super discussion!" Anbo nodded slightly and said in agreement.

"Then follow your advice."

Wells looked a little ugly when he saw Amber expressing his thoughts, but he knew the importance of this action. Most of the senior officials of the Temple of Wealth were paying attention to the situation here. Without saying much, he could only nod and agree.

The cold and cold wind blew across the yellow sand plain, blowing towards Valoran's direction.

Fiona held the blue steel sword in her hand tightly, breathed gently, and tasted a cold chill. A red breath of death appeared in amber's eyes.

"The art of duel will unfold!"

【Fountain Forward】!

The light purple cloak pulled a striking light on the plain of the night. Fiona took light steps and strode towards the squad of Judgment Knights who were ushering in front of him. The shining golden armor under the night, his burly and tall figure, a war horse wrapped in mail and a rapid charge speed.

Very good soldier, a pity!

Fiona stepped into the cavalry array head-on, her tall and slender figure jumped slightly, shuttled through the flowers like a butterfly, dancing with a long sword in her hand, and absorbing blood flowers.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

In the sound of horse hooves trampling, the pleasant and crisp piercing sound was like the song of death, which was so wonderful under the dim starry sky.

The dance steps swayed, and the overflowing blood sputtered in the pale moonlight. No matter what kind of hard armor it was, facing Fiona's sting as fragile as paper, every step, a judge's knight would fall from the back of the war horse, and the rich golden life energy could not prevent death from happening.

Unfortunately, I died on the battlefield of unknown battles!

Accompanied by the action of collecting the sword, Fiona was like a crimson-red rose independent on the bloody battlefield, stunning like a thorn.

Behind him, ten judges fell into a pool of blood and completely lost their breath of life. The leader of the Knight Captain with the strength of the Great Knight was the only one left behind, and the lonely war horse made an inexplicable whine.

Fiona raised her head, staring at the three legendary crowns floating in the distance in the sky, emitting a sense of crisis, gently stretched out her left hand, pulled off her black silk gloves, and threw them on the clean plain under her feet.

She also wanted to pick up her personal belongings after the battle.

There are unwritten regulations in the continent of Kaladimos. When one party throws down his white gloves, it means that the challenge is opened, generally refers to duels, and there are exceptions, which refers to the strongest person on the other side.

However, Fiona felt that the white gloves seemed too serious and weak, far less than the black silk gloves that symbolize death.

"Ha? Is this a joke? Captain Knight?!" Wells looked at the two companions around him, and his wrinkled face showed a sarcastic look. "Just just the strength of Captain Knight, why dare to challenge the legend?"

"I'll go and solve him!" After saying that, the legendary crown prince wanted to take action to respond to Fiona's challenge.

"Wait!" Amber called Wells' figure, his expression was slightly solemn, and he turned to look at Howell. "The Valoran leader has many talented people, and perhaps he has the strength to challenge the level."

"The devil battle that happened in Limontanlu, and rumors have emerged, foreshadowed the possibility of this."

The news from the noble council was also accurate. To be honest, Amber was also a little uneasy at this moment.

"Amber, are you kidding? The Knight challenged the legend over the top? This is the essence of life. Do you think it is the gods in myths and legends?" Wells looked back at his companion dissatisfiedly, but his figure paused honestly, and could survive the legend and become the confidant of the Pope's crown. He had enough wisdom and caution.

Hearing this, Howell's face was a little gloomy. Tonight's action became a little confusing from the legend of Lanvasur Castle. He looked at the female swordsman in the pool of blood. For some reason, an extremely dangerous feeling appeared in his soul.

"Continue to test, we must determine the power of Valoran's existence at this moment. If necessary, we can take action directly..."

Amber and Wells looked at each other and nodded silently to agree that tonight's plan was caused by the oracle of the goddess of wealth and they could not refuse.

Even if you die here in battle.
Chapter completed!