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Chapter 623 The Conspiracy of the God of Lizardmen!

The setting sun sets westward, and the rays of rouge are covered with the sky.

As the clouds near Fort Fort Fortress, the remaining storms have not stopped, layer upon layer of ripples are spreading, revealing azure colors.

At this time, a bloody red color flashed across the sky, blending into the colorful rays like water droplets.

With the afterglow of the sunset, it hangs into the barren plains.

A few wisps of mottled light refracted, gradually condensed a hazy phantom like red crystal. The fresh breath of life suddenly revived, and the majestic aura was revealed.

Puff!

The red crystal phantom stepped on, stepped on the sticky blood stains, and looked up at the majestic fortress not far away.

"Fort Fort Fosbairo? The human fortress that was once broken is no exception this time."

The red crystal phantom whispered in a low voice, and continued to walk forward. All eyes were filled with broken limbs, broken arms, white bones, flesh and blood, and the gathering of fishy blood.

"A terrifying weapon of war? What exactly is it?"

The hazy light flashed, and the red crystal phantom recalled the news of the Cold Lizard Knights Legion, silently searched for the remaining traces, but in the end it was nothing.

But he had a strong premonition inside that what the Cold Lizard Knight said might change the course of the war.

"Do you need to enter the fortress?"

The Red Crystal Phantom believed in his intuition. Just when he wanted to turn into crimson glow and escape into the fortress, he suddenly had a whim and a fatal danger surged deep in his soul.

The sunset shatters!

The red crystal phantom immediately stopped and looked at the fortress from afar. The golden red eyes showed a little solemnity, and there was an enemy that threatened him.

instantly.

The rich blood mist rose, engraving mysterious and obscure magic runes in the air, penetrated the clouds and penetrated the Fortress of Forsbairo.

After a while of careful sensing, the red crystal phantom showed resentment and said in a gloomy tone: "Familiar breath."

"Dryus, Valoran leads the commander of the Noxus Legion, we..."

“See again!”

The rapid rise of the Valoran territory attracted the attention of many forces in the Kaladimos continent.

Many heroes under Modrian should have appeared within their field of vision and conducted incredibly detailed investigations.

For example, Dryus, Garen, Ashe, Quinn, Poppy and Fiona, they are the commanders of various legions led by Valoran, and their own strength cannot be underestimated.

Of course, except them.

Heroes such as Svein, Gana, and Panthon who rarely appear in the face are also within the scope of investigation by other forces, and are the top priority.

In the main material plane, it has the strength to be comparable to the gods, and even kills many god clones.

This alone is worth investigating many forces.

The bright red mist dissipated, and the red crystal phantom showed its appearance. Its appearance was similar to a zombie, with its strong body, ferocious fangs, and the breath of blood surrounding the body.

And the faint and vast power of divine power.

Jenogu, the god of the gnoll, the god of the lizardman, Samu Anya.

The reason why I am familiar with the breath of Drayus is that he was beheaded by Drayus in the war in the Great Plains of Shattal.

"Blood is coming, I hope you are ready!" After Jenogu slowly retreated, the red crystal body shattered and melted between heaven and earth.

......

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The barren plain, the flags sway.

The Beshilik Kingdom Legion was moving forward like a wave, with countless wolves and lizardman warriors gathering together, howling one after another, and the smell of barbaric blood spread out and venting.

Behind the legion, many priests wearing golden and red robes appeared in extremely gorgeous felt tents, and the sound of praise and singing was endless, resounding in the sky.

A relatively large red felt tent gathers many gnoll priests, with small and exquisite gnoll statues hanging on top.

Buzz!

A subtle energy fluctuation emerged, and the zodiac statue shone with bright red light. Then the zodiac priest crawled on the ground and prayed in a low voice.

Inside the red tent, Jenogu's divine clone slowly opened his eyes and thought about the abnormal situation in Fortress Fortress.

He knew deeply that Drayus's strength was no less than his original body.

"This is not something I can decide." Jenogu said softly, looking back at the hazy shadow of the country behind him, his majestic will rose up and poured into the Kingdom of Blood.

The endless sticky blood wafted, and the prayers wearing armor and robes were vaguely seen ready to go. They were crazy believers of Samu Anya, the god of the lizardman, who returned to the kingdom of God after their death and were reborn.

Although they have lost their own use, as long as the Kingdom of Blood is eternal and immortal, they will have an alternative immortality in the Kingdom of God.

In the temple of blood floating in the sky, Jenogu looked at the huge lizardman statue that towered into the sky and said in a deep voice: "The great Samuel Anya, the leader of Valoran's attitude towards war was somewhat unexpected. They invested a lot of strength in the Fortress of Forsbairo."

Blood clouds gathered in the sky, the lizardman statue revived, and the arms and chest cavity that had been attacked by Panthen's spear have recovered as before, and there was no trace of damage.

"There is a god-slaughter?"

Samu Anya, the god of the lizardman, did not want to admit that Valoran had the strength to lead many heroes, but the war in the Great Plains of Shatar made him know that the extraordinary people under Modrian did have the power to slaughter gods.

"Yes, I sensed the breath of the god-slaughter from the Fortress of Forsbayro." Jenogu replied respectfully, his lower eyes revealing a deep hatred.

The divine clone is not so easy to recondensate. The Shatar Plain was beheaded by Dryus, which directly erased the power of faith he had accumulated for hundreds of years.

"Isn't this what we just want to see?" A low roar sounded, Samu Anya's statue looked northeast, and the intention of killing was undisguised.

"The God of Tyranny Hexto has already taken action on the Yellow Sand Plain, and the Mokawi family in the Abyss of Original Sin and the Tsmithi family in the Abyss of Pain are also involved in the power of the abyss of Valoran."

"There is also the God of Power, Dunen, the God of Order? It's just that the interests are not enough to drive people's hearts. The news about the artifact has been leaked, and I don't think he will remain indifferent."

"Now, it's time for us!"

"This war must be done with all our might, and the power of Fortress Fortress Foxbayro must not be allowed to return to the Valoran leadership."

Samu Anya looked down at Jenogu in front of the temple, knowing that he was worried about things, he spoke, "Don't worry too much about the power of Valoran's leadership, I will arrange Sesinak and together,"

"This time, they are doomed!"

"Yes, the crown prince!" Jenogu received the reply he wanted, bowed gently, and his red crystal-like body dissipated in the temple.

Rumble! Rumble!

The huge statue of the lizard man moved his body, causing a strange phenomenon in the world of the Kingdom of Blood God. Countless prayers fell to the ground and sang loudly the miracles that praised Samuel Anya, the god of the lizard man.

"We look forward to seeing your desperate look!"
Chapter completed!
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