It is getting dusk and the night is overturning.

In the dark and quiet Corkel jungle, the raging cold wind kept invading the moving werewolf scouts and lizardman scouts.

In the barbaric lizard man civilization, exquisite handicraft art is very lacking.

They do not have the technology to make cold-resistant clothing in large quantities, and can only rely on hunted beast fur, harvested spoils, rough armor and strong physique to resist the cold that stings the bone marrow.

The only skilled people are basically serving the priests and the royal family.

For the above reasons, the Beshilik Kingdom rarely plunders and provokes wars around winter.

But for some reason, the Lizardman Temple sent oracles and launched a nationwide war mobilization, dispatching a large number of werewolves and lizardman scouts to cross the cold jungle and hike towards Valoran.

Fortunately, they are the best and warriors in the tribe, with good physiques or powerful extraordinary abilities.

In the silent snow jungle, there are withered trees, like strange spider webs, intertwined to capture prey falling into traps.

"Why do these damn human scouts have to lay so many traps, aren't they afraid of hurting their own people by chance?"

A thin lizardman scout crawled in the snow, carefully looking at the rough trap buried in the snow in front of him, preparing to dismantle.

Being an excellent scout not only requires strong strength and keen observation, but also the ability to master traps.

The latter is more important in the jungle.

"Be quiet, Job."

The strong lizard man not far away scolded him, looking nervously at the small trap in front of him. The cold wind blew by, and the ugly dark green face shed fine sweat from the white.

"Okay, Captain Morrie."

Job quickly calmed down and focused on dealing with the trap in front of him.

A simple conversation can reveal that Morri has an extraordinary status and influence in this Lizardman team.

This is true. Morri is a lizardman scout who embarked on a extraordinary path.

Compared with human professions, lizard people are born with advantages of strength and physique. Especially after entering the extraordinary, lizard people's racial talent is not only not weakened, but is vaguely strengthened.

Unless they are promoted to higher-level professions, human professions are naturally weak when facing the extraordinary Lizardman.

Morri, or the scout squad that appeared in this snow, was an elite scout active in the north of the Beshilik Kingdom. They had fought against the legion scouts of the Ailanfalu Empire in the hills of Palauthor and survived.

This time, he was dispatched by the Lizardman Temple and trekked to the Corkel Jungle.

Of course, they knew clearly the outcome of the war in the Shatar Plain and also understood the strength of the Valoran Territory, so they seemed extremely careful and vigilant.

"Captain, this trap is a bit not simple, more complicated than before." Job's voice suddenly rang out, and Morri was sweating in a cold sweat.

"Damn Job, didn't I let you quiet?"

"Sorry, Captain, my trap has been removed..."

Job said a little aggrievedly, but his dark green face showed no sign of grievance, but his eyes focused on the small trap in front of Mori.

"Well...this seems a little different, not like a trap set by human scouts."

"It's those dwarfs (Yodels)!"

Hearing this, Morri's hands, which had originally reached into the trap, stopped suddenly, turned to look at Job behind him, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure?"

Thinking of the terrifying combat power of those dwarf scouts, he looked slightly solemn, quietly turning his gray pupils, and looking at the dark environment around him.

The main ship scout team is the main combat power that Valoran leader can gain an advantage in the Corkel jungle.

In addition to their terrifying combat power, the exquisite traps set up have brought countless bloody lessons to the Lizardman scouts.

"Confirm!" Job's tone was very certain. There were similar small and exquisite traps in the trap he dismantled.

Morri crawled into the snow, moved back gently, then stood up and patted Job on the shoulder: "Look at you, little guy."

Although Morri's strength is the strongest among the Lizardman Scouts, he admits that he is not as good as Job in terms of traps.

"Okay, captain."

Job nodded heavily, lay on the snow, and slowly moved to the vicinity of the trap.

Snow and eroded leaves are mixed together, and small traps hide the edges of the tree roots. Once someone steps on the nearby snow or crisscrossing roots, it will detonate the buried trap.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

The subtle movement echoed in his ears, and Job's face did not change his color, gently swept away the turbid snow particles, cleared off the rotten leaves, and turned over the muddy land.

The surrounding lizardman scouts took a few steps back, staring with breath, and their hearts were beating.

During this period of time, they deeply realized the amazing strength of those dwarf scouts, which was far beyond their ability to compare.

Click!

Job took out a thin blade and pried open the mushroom-like metal shell along the cracks of the trap.

It focused on the structure inside the trap, a... square mechanical board with transparent red crystal embedded in the center, which was constantly flashing.

The red light reflected in Job's pupils, and an inexplicable danger suddenly spread from the depths of his soul to his mind, making his pale eyes instantly filled with blood.

"run........."

Rumble!

In an instant, a huge roar rang through the sky, covering Job's voice. A dark green magic energy gushed out from the small trap, directly swallowing the thin body of the lizardman scout.

Then the dark green magic energy expanded and exploded sharply, pressing the cold air pressure around it, turning into layers of green air waves, rushing around, raising rotten leaves and muddy dust, and countless crystal snowflakes fell from the canopy.

There was no time to react, including Moli, all the lizard-man scouts around him were trapped in the green air waves and could not extricate themselves.

Sharp!

In the dim jungle, a sharp cold light suddenly appeared like the moonlight.

The Noxus scouts rushed out from behind the trees with swords and sharp axes, and looked indifferently at the Lizardman Scouts team that were trapped in chaos.

The sword rises and the axes fall, and the sticky blood spills on the white snow, rendering a cruel picture.

"roar!"

Mori, wearing heavy armor, howled in anger and despair, and a huge life energy surged out of her tall body, which attached to the surface of the skin of the scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly scaly s

From the trap explosion to the raid of the Noxus scouts, in just a few seconds, the elite scout team it led had lost more than half.

The anger rushed to his head, Morley raised his hideous mace, looked at the Noxus Tripleman who was slaughtering, opened his bloodthirsty eyes and walked quickly.

The only three remaining lizardman scouts behind him raised their heads, and a shrill howling sounded, and launched an attack without fear of death.

boom!

The sharp axe and the hammer intersect, and a few sparks burst out, embellishing the dark environment.

Faced with Morri's fierce attack, the Noxus Tripleman was caught off guard, and the extraordinary Lizardman's strength was beyond expectations, but this was also the moment when he challenged his limits.

The sharp axe flew, and the Noxus Fifth Chief burst out with all his strength very decisively. His excited eyes stared at the lizardman scout's neck, as if he was expecting something.

Unfortunately, the racial talent abilities that the Lizardman possesses cannot completely erase the gap through personal skills.

Puff!

The bright red blood flowers bloomed, and the Noxus Fifth Chief could not bear the huge force. He took a few steps back, and the tiger's mouth in his hands cracked, and the black sharp axe that could not hold was embedded in the snow under his feet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mori bullied himself, and his thick arms surrounded the neck of the Noxus Tripleman like a python. Life energy suddenly burst out, directly crushing the solid standard helmet, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a bright red face.

"goodbye!"

The ferocious mace was raised high, and Mori aimed at the head of the enemy in front of him, ready to swing him down.

【Blind blowing arrow】!

The branches of the tree crown above the head swayed, and the members of the main ship's scout team were exposed. A green and sharp cold light flashed in the mouth of the gutter in his hand, hitting Moli's head accurately.

Bang!

As soon as the main ship scout team landed, they immediately jumped up and pulled out the scimitar hanging from their waists, wiping the enemy's throat with lightning speed.

The slender green silk thread spread along the gaps of the scales, Morri's raised arms drooped weakly, and the nail hammer fell to the snow.

puff!

The sticky and smelly blood was like a bathing bath, pouring on the face of the Noxus clan, calling back his attention.

Noxus are not afraid of death, but it does not mean that they yearn for death.

"End the battle as soon as possible, we must continue to move forward." The member of the main ship's scout team whispered, and his small body burst out with fatal damage in the brief confrontation.

As he turned his head, he looked at the broken body near the trap, showing a pity. He had a very good scout talent. In time, he could become a top scout.

The Noxus Fifth Chief nodded slightly, reorganized the queue, followed the steps of the main ship scout team members, and sneaked into the increasingly dim jungle.

The dark night is shining with stars.

Looking at the vast Corkel jungle at this time, the cruel battles that took place here are just a microcosm of a small war.

Since Timo issued the order, the Noxus scouts and the main ship scouts were like torrents in the dark, and they all fought back toward the scout waves spreading from the Bechlik Kingdom.

The werewolf and lizardmen who pursued killing would not sit still and wait for death. They followed their hearts and decisively launched an attack that would never stop.

The dark armor and dark green bodies were intertwined and destroyed in this cold jungle, and countless bright red bloods stained the snow-white world.
To be continued...