The extremely dazzling star catalog is embedded in the blue and white mage tower dome. In the light magic light, stars of different sizes are shining with unique and vivid colors.

However, it was not this star catalog that attracted the attention of the old mage.

But in the center of the catalog, a piece of earth and stone slab with severe damage, like a broken fragment.

The dim and illusory light flows along the established trajectory of the soil and stone slabs, little by little, like a decayed old man, slowly walking on the traces of the dry stone slab surface.

The abnormal fluctuations made the old master wake up from meditation. For countless days and nights, he was always paying attention to the calculated trajectory of fate. However, the moment he opened his eyes this time, he noticed the slightly changed trajectory.

Thoughts surged, and deep eyes reflected the previously predicted trajectory of fate. There was almost no change in the first half, but an abnormality appeared at the end of the light, which indicated that fate was affected and some subtle changes occurred in the moment.

It is still within the scope of acceptance. In the past years, the old master has also paid attention to similar phenomena...

Buzz!

The sound like a worm echoed in the dome, causing an inexplicable energy restlessness. The old mage stared at the sudden change of the stone slab (fragments) of fate in a daze.

The dim light along the established trajectory of fate seemed to be disturbed by powerful external factors and collapsed slightly until the final trajectory of fate completely changed direction and moved towards opposite surface traces.

"What happened... this...?" the old mage murmured to himself, his wrinkled face filled with astonishment and fear. "It actually caused such a strange change in the stone slab (fragments) of fate?"

In his extremely long life, he had seen similar changes to the stone slabs (fragments) of Destiny by the son of Destiny, but never caused such a strong phenomenon, or even completely changed the direction of the trajectory of Destiny.

Transparent ripples emerged in the mage's tower. The old mage mobilized his mental power to capture a gray stone similar to the stone slab of fate from a distance. The surface was marked with light traces, which looked like a masterpiece of graffiti.

"According to the timeline previously predicted, it is now a period of plague and disasters, sweeping over many kingdoms around the Ailan Faluo Empire, including the southern territory of the Ailan Faluo Empire." His fingers gently stroked the traces of the gray stones, and the old mage said softly.

"Behind the hiding is Grelas, the god of plague abhorrent, hidden in the 19th abyss: the evil goddess who hates the abyss."

"The plague lasted for a full 289 days, devouring and destroying the lives of millions of intelligent creatures. The subsequent waves attracted the attention of three gods, including the Goddess of Wealth, the God of Power, and the God of Ice and Snow Storm, and conspired to jointly take action against Grelas."

"In the end, he won the victory, smashed Graylas's divine body, drove her out of the main material plane, and divided the faith of that human kingdom."

puff!

The gray stones on the palm of his hand slowly shattered, turned into mud and dust to dissipate in the air. The old mage wearing a white robe had a pale face, and his spiritual breath dropped sharply.

This is the established trajectory of destiny.

But now, it has changed completely.

The old mage looked up at the stone slabs (fragments) in the dome of the mage tower. His deep eyes were filled with worry. I wonder if the change in fate happened at this time is good or bad?

I was entangled in sorrow, but I didn’t want the change to rise again in my vision.

In the bright star catalog, there is a star shining with green light slowly dimming and blending into the catalog. According to the observations of the old master, this is a god who obsesses himself and does not want anyone to notice their movements.

But then, the star shining with green light passed through the star catalog like a meteor, and with a touch of cold ribbon, it completely disappeared.

"God......fall???"

The old mage stood up in an instant, stared at the catalog of stars in the dome in a daze, and came back to his senses for a long time.

"It is the God of Plague Abhorrence Grelas!"

It seemed to be remembered something, and the spreading mental power of the old mage touched the messaging device in the mage tower: "Immediately send a message to the Ailan Faluo Empire and the Ice and Snow Temple. If you want to know the specific information about the plague disaster, you can exchange any information!"

"In addition, we will mobilize our relationship to obtain information related to the plague disaster... Craigie was in the Kingdom of Stock? Notify him that the Northland Snow Tower allowed his request, but intelligence was needed in exchange."

"Yes, Tower Master!"

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

The Ailan Faluo Empire is near the hills of the Gate of Sorrow.

"The God Falls!" Grand Duke Balas stood quietly on the top of the hill, showing his mature and elegant noble temperament. He was beside him, wearing blue armor, holding a sword to guard the surroundings.

"What a beautiful rainbow." Looking at the colorful rainbow covered with the sky, Grand Duke Balas expressed inexplicable emotion, and a few complicated emotions appeared on his hard and firm face.

"Slaughter the gods in the main material plane!"

"Filand, where did you find allies? The hidden strength is really terrible." Looking back on the various encounters between Filand and Wales, it seems to be understandable now, and his originally casual attitude has also restrained.

"Report the collected information to me again, the focus is on the time period and... the energy vision caused clearly." Grand Duke Balas turned and looked at the scout in front of him, and said in a deep voice, with an extremely solemn expression.

Every word, every question and answer.

Time passed quietly, and Grand Duke Balas successfully restored some information about the aftermath of the battle from the words of the scout commander, but the specific battle was not clear, and he would not pass by rashly, as it would arouse hostility from both sides, especially at the critical moment of slaughtering gods and harvesting spoils.

"It seems that Feilan's decision is very good now, but I must go to the royal capital to meet those old guys first." Grand Duke Balas looked back at the colorful rainbow again, and then chose to leave silently.

The exposed strength of Valoran is indeed worthy of the Balas family's investment in more resources, and the cooperation between the two sides is also very pleasant. Unfortunately, the current premise is that the empire will agree to continue to cooperate.

The Balas family will always be the Balas family of the Ailanfaluo Empire, which is the ultimate principle for the survival of the thousand-year-old family.

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

Stoke Kingdom, Limontanelu, Violet Mage Tower.

The afterglow of the morning glow falls on the top of the tower, and the exquisite purple patterns engraved on the tower body are contrasted with each other. The light purple mist is hazy, like a blooming violet flower.

"Have you sensed it? Craigie, the Kingdom of Stoke will eventually be destroyed in front of Valoran's leader." Ogster stood in the white jade railing, with blue hair spreading on his shoulders, and his cold eyes looked at the north.

Craigie, the guardian of the Stoke Kingdom, still looked old. He heard the words coming from his front and whispered softly: "Would I call you Guy? Or Frost Whisperer Ogster?" After saying that, the old face smiled bitterly.

"Under my nose, I didn't notice your abnormality. This is my fault!"

"It doesn't matter. You can call me Guy and Ougester, both of which are one." Ougester smiled calmly. He was working hard on his previous agreement with Modrian. Of course, this sudden outbreak of battle was unexpected by everyone.

Fortunately, the result is good. At least for him, he can get help from Valoran in the future to complete the tasks in the Stoke Kingdom.

"It's time to make a decision, Craggie."

As if I hadn't heard Ogster's words, Craigie silently sorted out his emotions. The promise he had made could no longer be fulfilled, and it also means that the responsibility of guarding the Valente family ended here. "How many years have you been? From the time I received the help of the Valente family and became a legend, to the present?...Well... I'm old, forgetting time." He shook his head gently, looked down at his wrinkled palms. It's time to pursue his own legendary path.

But before that, Craigie had one more thing to do. His muddy eyes looked at Ogster in front of him with interest and said softly: "I'm a little curious, why do you dare to step into the legendary spellcaster's mage tower alone?"

"Do you think you are strong enough? Or... think that the situation in the Kingdom of Stock has been settled and should I accept the upcoming fate?"

Hearing the sound, Ogster took a few steps back, levited his body, leaving the white jade railing, and strands of fog lingered in his body: "What do you want to do? The Kingdom of Stoke is powerless to return to heaven, the bloodline of the Valente family has also been destroyed, and everything is about to change."

"I don't want to do anything." Craggie shook her head, the turbidity in her eyes faded, and a faint mist filled her eyes. "I just hate you!"

"Hmm?" Hearing the dangerous aura, the cross-shaped blue runes in Ogster's pupils rotated at an extremely fast speed, and endless ice spread along the tower, trying to freeze the mage tower in front of him.

A shadow jumped, and Jasper flashed out of the darkness. The ink-like dagger was a little dark green, and stabbed at the "Guy" Ogster in front of him at an extremely fast speed.

As the chief supervisor of the Valent Palace, Jasper is not only a shadow assassin who embarked on the legendary road, but also controls the intelligence system of the Stoke Kingdom. But in the end, he found that the king he was loyal to died quietly and even turned into the final enemy.

"Legendary Assassin, Legendary Spellcaster." Frost condensed and turned into a crystal clear shield surrounding the body. Ogster looked at the two of them slightly mocked. "The smell of hatred, do you want to kill me?"

"No, I know the terror of the dragon lich, so I specially prepared a big gift for you." Craggie floated on the top of the Violet Mage Tower, looking down at Ogster, and a grayish-white stone appeared in the palm of his hand, with cracks covered with the surface.

[Space·Eternal Exile]!

bite!

The gray-white stone shattered, and a touch of force to tear the space appeared. The crimson purple pattern engraved on the tower also seemed to bloom at this moment. Jasper, who was in the shadow, was crazy overdrawing the power of his body, shattering the continuous deep frost over and over again, and cooperating with the spell released by Craigie, then the invisible and transparent force crossed the void and firmly shackled Ogster's body.

"Goodbye, I hope this time I can leave you a deep lesson and let you remember not to easily step into the mage tower of a legendary spellcaster."

The dark cracks in the space closed, and Ogster's figure disappeared in the Violet Mage Tower.

"What are your plans?" Craggie looked at Jasper in front of her and asked. In order to exile Ogster, the energy reserved by the Violet Mage Tower was consumed nearly half of it.

"Where are you?" Silent Jasper asked back. The sudden destruction of the Valente family was unexpected by the two. The rise of the Valoran leader attracted too much attention.

"I should go and pursue my legendary path." Craggie looked north in the brilliance of the morning glow. "Northern Snow Tower!"

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

Valoran, Aaronse Hills.

Dryus once led his Noxus cavalry to win bloody victories here.

Today, in the light red morning glow, you can see a fleeing convoy, with light cavalry guards on both wings, and a convoy full of wealth and supplies in the center. Noisy chaos continued to sound, mixed with the sound of shouting and commanding.

From a distance, it looked like gray clouds condensed with yellow dust, crawling forward and rolling constantly.

"Is it a very exciting thing to give hope first and then despair?" A Noxus soldier wearing black armor appeared in the hills. A bearded man in a fur coat walked in front, wearing a wolf-skin cloak on his shoulders and a pair of ring-handled battle axes on his back.

"Okay, if you don't speak, it's equivalent to your default."

"Sir Draven, what should we do now?" Horace was fully armed, and the life energy in his body kept surging.

"How to do it?" Draven turned to look at Horace with a bloody smile, his wild eyes patrolling around. "What should you do if you become a believer in the Temple of Wealth and betray Valoran's leader? Little guy."

"The death knell of death rings for them!"

Draven took off the battle axe from behind and said with an extremely relaxed look: "It's time for me to perform next."

"Look at it well, study hard, this will be the most popular performance in Valoran's future............ performance!"

【Bloody Sprint】!

【Bloody Sprint: Draven gains additional movement speed in a short time and obtains additional attack speed. The additional movement speed will decrease sharply during the duration, but you can continue to obtain additional movement speed through the flying axe technique.】

The red light appeared under Draven's feet, and the speed of progress suddenly increased. A pair of ring-handled battle axes in their hand entered the extremely rapid rotation stage, igniting a white airflow.

In a moment, he caught up with the fleeing convoy, and the figures of light cavalrymen galloped in his wild and crazy eyes.

"The axe is ready, the performance begins!"

【Spinning Flying Axe】!

[Spinning Flying Axe: Draven's next attack will cause huge amounts of physical damage. The thrown axe will eject from the target into the air. If Draven catches it, he will get an additional spinning axe effect. Draven can get up to two spinning axe effects during a skill use.]

puff!

Draven laughed wildly and walked towards the cavalry camp. He threw a flying axe out of the ring handle. The extremely sharp axe blade easily cuts the armor and harvests the lives of the light cavalry.

But what is strange is that the ring-handled flying axe popped out of the death target with a strange force and returned to Draven's hand. Next, he threw the ring-handled flying axe with extremely fast hands, and each time it would definitely take away the life of a light cavalry.

Before the charge was completed, the light cavalry that rushed over was already slaughtered under Draven's flying axe. Only a dozen left wanted to escape, but how could Draven, who was entering the performance state, let them go?

The sticky blood flowed again in the Aronthur Hills, no longer a form of war, but a bloody entertainment called execution.
Chapter completed!