“It’s time for us to set off.”

After passing the cold wind and snow at dusk, Tamara walked to Draven with an iron staff and spoke silently, interrupting his thoughts.

Some words of burnout sounded in his ears, and Draven turned his head slightly to look at Tamara. The outstanding war stonemason disappeared from his former slim look. Little blood penetrated his eyes, and his cracked face was covered with fatigue and frost.

Not only Tamara, Draven looked around, his sharp eyes penetrated the falling snowflakes. He noticed that the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion were resting with a close eye.

The strong and heavy armor covered their figures, and their hands were still holding the death instruments, but Draven, who was familiar with these guys, noticed an unconcealable breath of fatigue.

During this period, whether it was resting or moving forward, there were always lizardman warriors who followed their traces, blocking their pace with crazy and barbaric attitude, and constantly harassing the team.

This is a dilemma created by pride. Since the establishment of the Valoran leader, the Noxus Legion has experienced many large and large battles. The endless glory has made them lose their awe and underestimate the military power of this world.

Draven stood up and gently lifted the ring-handled axe in his hand: "Prepare to set off, we need... huh?" Before he could finish his words, a slight movement suddenly came from his ears.

The wind and snow fell, and with the dim light, Draven saw many heavy armored wolves on the edge of the woods showing their bodies, slowly surrounding the narrow dead forest.

"Bah!" Spit out a mouthful of blood-colored saliva, Draven's wrist trembled, and the ring-handled axe quickly rotated. "Are you scared? Start arranging the werewolf to die?"

In recent days of fighting, the soldiers of Draven and Choi Farley's Legion encountered the most lizardman warriors, with strong bodies and big fighting styles, which were very consistent with the fighting style of Noxus.

Therefore, in front of the more powerful soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion, the Lizardman soldiers suffered from disasters.

Occasionally, we will encounter wolves soldiers. Compared with lizardman warriors, they are more animalistic, crazy and bloodthirsty, but the pressure brought by these beasts is obviously insufficient, far less than that of the Holy Scar veterans in the ice and snow jungle before.

When the Gnolls approached, Draven looked slightly solemn, and was a Gnoll heavy armored warrior.

In many wars encountered by the Varo leadership, the Gnoll Heavy Armored Warriors were quite elite heavy infantry, which had caused some trouble to the Noxus Expeditionary Cavalry.

"You go first, I will catch up with you." Draven turned the ring-handled axe in his hand and rolled up pieces of wind and snow.

"Huh?" He frowned when he saw Tamara and the soldiers of the Choifali Legion beside him.

"Don't worry, this little gnoll can't stop me." After saying that, Draven looked at every Choi Falley soldier with a look of indifferent expression until they all lowered their heads.

"We're waiting for you in front."

Tamara glanced at Draven and understood what he was thinking. This was a time to regain his energy. She immediately led the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion to leave quickly, and her figure disappeared into the snow.

Tat! Tat! Tat! Tat!

The sudden sound of rapid steps sounded like a blowing attack horn. The gnolls and heavy armored warriors launched an offensive without warning when they saw the movements of the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion. The green eyes were filled with wildness and killing.

They will never let the food that comes to their mouth slip away.

"I hate your eyes!" Draven said disgustedly as he stared at the zombie heavy armored warrior getting closer and closer.

"Wretch for the pain!"

【Bloody Sprint】!

Draven strides forward, and the turbulent blood-colored stream emerges at his feet, providing strong impetus to keep him on flat ground in the dead woods.

【Spinning Flying Axe】!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The ring-handled axe instantly rose into the air and accurately slashed at the werewolf heavy armored warriors rushing in front of them.

What thick armor, what hard fur, and what defense methods are.

In front of Draven's sharp axe, a werewolf and heavily armored warrior would lose his life under each sharp axe, and the scorching blood would bloom in the snow like fireworks.

The withered destruction came to the death woods, and Draven frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, such bloody killing did not scare away the werewolf heavy armored warriors.

Even if they were afraid, these werewolves and heavy armored warriors were moving forward crazily, pointing directly at Draven, as if there was some belief supporting them.

"Ha, it looks good. Wherever I go, blood will flow!" Draven cracked the corners of his mouth, and his hideous bloodthirsty smile appeared. His hands kept on, and the sharp axe with a ring handle turned into phantoms in the woods.

No matter what way it throws it out, the ring-handled axe will eventually fall into Draven's hands.

The killing performance belonging to Draven began like this, and the surging werewolf heavy armored warrior became his target.

......

......

Time passed quietly, and bright moonlight flashed in the dim sky, mixed with a hint of blood.

In the cold and desolate battlefield of the dead woods, the corpses of the werewolf heavily armored warriors were covered with the ground, dark, cold and stiff, and looked very pitiful.

The traces of sharp axes can be seen everywhere on their bodies and bones. Following the terrifying wounds, the smelly and scorching blood flowing formed pools of blood on the ground.

"Is the god's belief?" Draven saw the last team of more than a dozen gnolls and heavy armored warriors rushed to the front at the expense of their companions, with their eyes extremely ruthless.

【Sharp Axe】!

Draven folded his hands together, and the two sharp axes joined together, spinning at a high speed, causing gusts of wind and snow.

"Then use death to serve the so-called gods."

Buzz!

The air exploded, and the extremely fast-rotating ring-handled axe cut the air, leaving a clear and transparent trace that flew across the woods without stopping.

The next moment, the thick armor was broken, and the gushing blood splashed on the snow like ink, depicting a bloody picture.

Click!

The sharp axe was opened, and Draven looked at the messy battlefield with a look of indifference. He had seen the result of the war countless times, but the fanaticism until death was a bit terrifying.

No longer counting the spoils, Draven took a last look at the increasingly dark night and embarked on the journey to pursue the soldiers of Tamara and the Choifali Legion.

......

......

The night is desolate, like flowing water disappearing.

Draven marched with all his strength. After a cup of tea, he saw the traces left by Tamara. After chasing for a while, he finally saw Tamara and others.

He breathed a sigh of relief and no accident happened.

As Draven returned, the team's speed of progress increased again, and no one asked about the final result of the battle in the woods during the wind and snow. Just as the soldiers of the Choi Farley Legion followed Draven's orders, they also believed Draven.

The dawn rays break the dark curtain. Overnight, cold fog hangs all over the sky, covering the sky in a hazy way.

Coupled with the continuous wind and snow, the strange weather caused serious inconvenience to Draven and his group. Fortunately, they did not encounter the siege of lizardman warriors and wolves during the subsequent journey, and they went further from the Blackwood Province.

Walking silently, Draven at the front of the team looked solemn. For some reason, there was always a hint of uneasiness in his heart. He stroked the golden red symbol on his abdomen with his palms. He never believed that the Lizardman let them go so simply.

Not counting the attacks of the ice and snow jungle, just along the way, there have been many killings about lizardman warriors.

Until the intersection of Morichi and Kuroki Province, Draven finally knew the reason. In front of the chaotic gravel zone, a lizard man array of nearly a thousand people was gathered.

The red flags fluttered, engraved with light golden lines, depicting the appearance of a lizard. All the lizardmen warriors faced the exhausted Choi Falli Legion soldiers with a full spirit.

More than that, a hidden and terrifying aura gradually rose directly behind the team, locking Draven and others firmly.

"legend!"

Draven turned to look at the wind and snow behind him, and a shocking sense of fighting appeared in his solemn eyes.
Chapter completed!