The distant sky, the dark night is stained with a hint of dawn.

The red lightning spreads like a spider web, pouring out depression, and even the falling ice and snow are affected.

"Walis's breath disappeared."

In the center of the lizardman array, Yve whispered softly, and his deep pupils reflected above the snow battlefield, and the glory of blood was slowly dissipating.

Wallis, not long ago, was sent to stop Valoran from leading the Shadow Assassin's Temple Priest, a powerful man who entered the legendary path.

When Hansen heard this, he looked solemnly and stared at the dim snow in the northwest: "Is it the legend of Valoran's leader who took action?"

"It should be, I feel the power of the law of shadow." Yves looked up at the lightning in the sky and murmured: "Even the soul is completely annihilated." Then a cold sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it felt the sky full of subtle breath of divine power.

"The massacre led by Valoran angered my Lord, and the divine punishment is about to be brought down..."

Rumble!

Before he could finish his words, another bright red lightning burst tore open the drowsy night, and the ultimate depressing feeling filled the sky above the Shatar Plain.

This time, not only Yves and Hansen noticed the abnormality, but even the Gnoll soldiers and Lizardman warriors on the Snow Plain were keenly aware that there was a danger slowly coming.

"Tictato...its breath dissipated." Swallowed, Hansen turned his head stiffly to look at the Nuu Fortress, the human city that should have been in danger.

Burning flames lingered in the city walls, bright yellow light adorned the gloomy clouds, and from time to time, the Wingdrake Knights fell to the sky, splashing large swaths of dust and snowflakes.

The winged dragon knight was in a state of defeat!

"Leading Valoran!" Yve gritted his teeth and looked at the heavy human cavalry not far away. The old lizard face was full of anger and hatred, and a hint of horror.

Even if the Kingdom of Beshilik finally won the victory of this winter plunder war, it would definitely not make up for the losses of the Lizardman Temple.

Two legendary crowns have been lost in succession!

And he is a devout legendary believer of the Lizardman God Samu Anya. After his death, he will return to the Kingdom of God with his own strength and be reborn as a legendary prayer.

In addition to the legendary priests of the three Lizardman Temple who disappeared for no reason some time ago, this is the worst blow that the Beshilik Kingdom has suffered in hundreds of years.

Even when he confronted the Ailan Faluo Empire, he had never had such frequent legendary falls.

"Hansen, I'm leaving it to you. I have to go back to the tent. The exposed strength of the Valoran Corner is something wrong." Yves frowned and looked at the Valoran Corner array under the snowy night. For some reason, it felt a sense of shock in its heart.

In addition to the high-end power that killed the legend, the Valoran soldiers not far away were not inferior to many elite ace legions of the Beshilik Kingdom, and have even formed a counterattack.

“My Lord will shelter all his people and open the way for you to the kingdom of God.”

[High-level magic: Samu Anya’s blessing]!

Holding a white jade scepter, Yves whispered. In the wind and snow, there were a few blood lights mixed in the sky, falling on the strong body of the lizardman warrior, forming a dull red film.

The entire range of magic is blessed by the Lizardman warriors in the fight, including the Cold Lizard Knight and the Divine Blessed Tyrannosaurus.

[Advanced Spell: Space Positioning Teleportation]!

The transparent space fluctuated, and Yves finally glanced at Hansen deeply and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing His Excellency Yves leave, Hansen remained silent, without patting his chest to leave any specific guarantees, but he knew his duties, turned around and looked at the bloody battlefield, his expression became more and more serious, and his pupils were flashing when he was going to die.

The Cold Lizard Knight was devastated by the division tactics of the Noxus cavalry and struggled in the encirclement.

The Bloody Red Lizardman Legion looked for timely opportunities to join the war, but after several rounds of charge, a large number of twisted lizardman corpses were left behind.

The situation of the God-Blessed Tyrannosaurus is also not good. Sain and Krei led the Bloody Charge and the Noxus Blood Cavalry to hunt down these top predators respectively.

Sacrifice is inevitable, and bloody warriors and the bloody Noxus cavalry will be slaughtered from time to time.

However, the situation of the God-Blessing Tyrannosaurus plundering was curbed, and Krel and Sain each slaughtered many God-Blessing Tyrannosaurus, greatly boosting the morale of the Noxus cavalry.

"The smell of blood is disgusting, but it is always thirsty!"

"Transmission Veteran Holy Scar, it's time for us to go to the battlefield." Hansen took out his death instrument, a black round shield and a hideous giant hammer.

The veterans of Holy Scar who had been waiting for dispel the snowflakes on the surface of the armor, clasped different types of death instruments, followed Hansen's pace, and marched to the battlefield like a flesh-and-mill.

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The snowflakes are constantly falling in the night, and the snow covers the hills.

At the top of the hill, the sharp momentum scattered crystal snow particles, making a small area blank.

Drius carries the black cutter on his back, looking at the endless red lightning in the sky, his expression slightly solemn, and he feels the subtle divine power permeating.

When I looked at the array of lizard mans that suddenly changed, an inexplicable feeling emerged in my heart.

Excited? Desire? Meet the opponent?

Before Drayus could respond, Draven, who was silent beside him suddenly spoke: "It's the Lizardman legend. I have met him at the junction of Kuroki Province and Morijo Province."

"There are good strengths, and those soldiers under your command!"

With his brow raised, Drayus looked at Draven sideways, and his face looked at him with thought, as if he was thinking about something, and then his eyes slightly turned to look at the silent soldier standing in the snow.

"Give you a chance to redeem yourself." Drius said softly, pointing to Urgot and the soldiers of the Choifaly Legion.

"Sniper the so-called Lizardman legend enters the battlefield."

Take off the ring-handled axe from behind, and Draven showed a bloody smile: "Don't worry, I will come back to see you with the other person's head."

After saying that, Draven walked into the vast snow with red lightning, and then the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion took steps and fled into the bright red night.

"Hey, little guy, are you so disrespectful?" Urgot muttered a few words, pulled out his mechanical giant legs from the snow, making a 'crunching' sound of steam, quickly catching up with Draven's pace.

Snowflakes are falling, and a few rays of crimson light are slowly reflected, and the colors of dawn are faintly visible.

Dryus looked at the cruel battlefield that was going on at this moment, his expression full of pride.

This far-range attack war perfectly demonstrates the powerful military power of the Noxus Legion. Even if the opponent is the Kingdom of Beshilik, this is the most powerful military kingdom in the continent of Kaladimos, and cannot stop the iron hoof of Noxus' advance.

"legend!"

"It is also time to use legendary blood to add some glory to the glory of Noxus!"

Modri ​​stood quietly on one side until Draven and others disappeared on the snowy night before he walked to Draes' side. He happened to hear the murmurs and couldn't help but speak out: "Noxus does not need legendary blood to prove anything."

“It is great and glorious enough.”

During the rise of Valoran's leader, Dryus and his soldiers used blood-stained victory to praise the power of Noxus, and carved indelible marks on Valoran's leader.

Seeing that Dryus wanted to say something, Modrian pulled the topic away, looked up at the red lightning in the night, and said softly: "Did you smell the familiar breath?"

"Divine Power!"

"It seems that the Lizardman Temple is not unprepared. It's just that why this trump card has been launched so far? Is it a miscalculation of our strength?"

Confusion spread in his heart, and then Modrian abandoned these questions. What he should pay attention to now is whether the will of the gods descended this time or the clone of the gods?

"Samu Anya, the god of the lizardman!"

The dark sky was gradually covered by the red divine tides. Modrian saw a blue wind suddenly appearing, passing through the wind and snow sky, and felt a little relieved. Then the information provided by Philan appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!