The crimson dawn passed through the dark night, but the expected dawn had not arrived for a long time.

The wind and snow dance all over the sky, and crystal snowflakes cut the red space channel like sharp blades. It was the manifestation of the willpower condensed by the pan-conscious consciousness of the main material plane that sensed the abnormality in this area.

There were constant dull sounds, and endless transparent space cracks rang around, like strange snakes, shuttled across the periphery of the space barrier, interfering with the stability of the space channel.

Silent hill top.

Dryus heard Modrian's voice, gently held the handle of the axe, glanced over Pantheon, and then stepped forward in the wind and snow.

The dazzling deep purple energy surrounded the black cutter, and a faint phantom of the giant wolf appeared. The scarlet cloak behind him, which was dancing in the wind, pulled a dazzling and bright color in the white snow.

The magical battle at the Gate of Sadness deeply affected every hero who participated in the battle, especially after Panthon appeared in Valoran, all the heroes felt an inexplicable sense of urgency and wanted to improve their strength as much as possible.

This is also the reason why Modrian later competed with many heroes when he embarked on the road of legend, but did not win.

All the heroes summoned are legendary figures who are well-known in the Valoran Continent and will not stagnate due to temporary discomfort.

As they gradually adapted to the rules of the Kaladimos continent, they were completing their strength transformation at a dumbfounded speed.

Dryus, as the first hero to arrive, awakened the power of the God King in his body.

In his spare time after the war of God, in addition to guarding the Gate of Sorrow and training the Noxus Legion, he spent most of his time improving himself and mastering his own power of the God King.

Even though Dryus is still in a state of growth, the power of the God King brings the power of real slaughter, whether it is the slaughter of gods or kings.

Snow and snow covered the Shatar Plain, and Dryus walked alone, seemingly slow pace, but was quickly approaching the battlefield.

As if he felt something, Dryus looked up at the sky, and there was anger and violent emotion brewing in the red sky, like the tranquility before the storm.

"god?"

"Everything begins!"

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In the cold night, in front of the red lightning passage.

After listening to Hanson's narration of the war, Jenogu couldn't help but lower his eyes. He had already completed the arrival of his temporary clone with the help of the power of the gnoll.

The appearance of his clone prompted the roars and cheers of the wolves, and the fanatic emotions over the battlefield dispelled the horror left by the previous legendary fall. They once again set off a wave of bloody offensives, eager to please their gods with blood and victory.

"A human, a dwarf? A mechanically modified body, a very interesting combination."

Jenogu looked at Kenan and others, and his indifferent eyes showed a hint of surprise. He could withstand his casual blow, and his strength was quite good, but this could not change his anger and murderous intent deep in his heart.

"The weak, die!"

Jenogu gently stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and the rich blood-colored energy condensed at his fingertips. He was preparing to deal with these guys who slaughtered believers at one time.

Although the target has good strength, it is still too weak for his temporary clone.

This clone is constructed with the power of faith, integrating a little divine nature and law understanding, and its strength has already seen the path of the demigod and can exert 600% of the power of the original body.

Suddenly, Jenogu stopped his movements, and his cruel and fierceness appeared in his eyes. He noticed a warning sign that surged in his heart, and immediately turned to look at the source of danger.

It is northwest, with a vast snowy land.

Drius's strong figure walked forward with a long scarlet cloak, and the scattered deep purple energy turned into a huge wolf spirit and wandered beside him.

Ao Wow!

The shrill howl of wolves resounded throughout the sky, and Drius approached Jenogu, his cold eyes had no emotion, raised his hands high and slashed at the god of the werewolf.

"Wolf Spirit?"

Jenogu looked at the powerful human beings who were pounced on him and the huge deep purple wolf spirit. He felt the power of shock from it, which belonged to slaughter and destruction.

The index finger turned, and the blood-colored energy surrounding the fingertips was released, accompanied by the terrifying divine power that was like the top of Mount Tai.

Rumble!

The vast divine power and blood-colored energy were entangled together, instantly covering Dryus's figure, annihilated the deep purple energy and the huge wolf spirit that could not stop roaring.

The overflowing and rolling waves of red air tear open the cold clouds, causing the celestial phenomena above this battlefield to change.

Such a doomsday scene has caused the rogue soldiers and lizardman warriors who were originally trapped in the vortex of war to burst out new hope.

"The existence of power is just for destruction!"

Drayus held the Black Cutter high and bravely moved forward in the wave of energy. Every step he took would trigger a violent roar, and the floating scarlet cloak broke into wind and melted away.

"Give it to me, open!"

【Disaster Strike】

The sharp axe blade burst out with a brilliant purple light, tearing a path forward in the blood-colored wave and the mighty divine power with an unrivalled momentum, and a fierce and violent aura soared into the sky.

"Hmph!" Jenogu said contemptuously when he saw Dryus' resistance.

He stretched out his right hand and pointed to the sky. The red lightning in the night seemed to be guided, and a crystal-clear red halberd condensed in the thin palm.

"Mortals, give you destruction!"

The next moment, a more majestic and vast force and divine power came, and through the red heavy halberd, he slammed hard on the Black Cutter of Dryus.

Unexpectedly, with his own strength, Dryus actually forced Jenogu to attack with all his strength. The huge wolf spirit beside him kept moving, active in the void, devouring energy from different attributes.

"The power of the gods? Haha, too weak!"

Drius forced his arms to hold the handle of the axe with his slightly trembling arms, and looked at Jenogu, who was close to him with a sarcastic look, chuckling disdainfully.

【The Power of Noxus】

The boiling deep purple life energy gushed out from the body, rendering Dryus and the wolf spirit, reflecting the bloody sky.

At the same time, Dryus pulled the Black Cutter backhand and launched a violent attack again.

"Those who blaspheme, die!"

Dryus's eyes slightly stinged Jenogu's heart. He didn't expect that his full-strength attack would not solve the human legend in front of him.

Yes, in his perception, Dryus is a legendary powerhouse. Although his aura is a bit different from ordinary legends, he is definitely in the legendary realm.

"Sure enough, something was wrong with Valoran." Jenogu restrained his pride and received a careful warning from Samuel Anya before his clone came.

"It's not unfair to fall Grelas's cousin, but if you are the only one, you will not stop the coming of destruction."

The red heavy halberd swung, and Jenogu approached Dryus, and the fierce battle broke out instantly.

The blood-red wave and the deep purple energy intertwined and destroyed each other, affecting the wind and snow weather at this moment, changing the celestial phenomena, and then there was a continuous collapse of space in the night, and the overflowing terrifying destructive power gradually spread along the snowflakes to the battlefield below.

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In the middle of the bloody battlefield, the divine power is shrouded in.

Kennan, Draven and others who were paying attention to the battle in the sky suddenly changed their expressions. They noticed that the overflowing destructive force was about to fall, and the Noxus Legion, which was trapped in the quagmire of war, had no time to evacuate this area.

"Damn it." Draven held the ring-handled axe tightly, ready to rush towards the power that was venting down.

Not only him, but also Urgot, Sain, Krey and others reflected at the same time. They watched the destruction come fearlessly, and the life energy surging in their bodies was in an explosion at any time.

"Wait, Draven..." Kennan spoke, stopping Draven's impulsive behavior. He looked up at the sky, as if he had seen something, and his expression suddenly became relaxed.
Chapter completed!