Fort Fort Fort Bailo, the dark horn tower in the center of the city wall.

Dryus relied on the seat casually, sketching his brushstrokes, and dealing with the files piled up in front of him.

Accompanied by the attacks of the Wingdrake Knights and the Cold Lizard Knights, the Noxus soldiers in the fortress became instantly active, and frequent military orders were conveyed, and a large number of battle groups emerged with high fighting spirit.

"Huh?" Just as Jenogu was peeking at the fortress, Dryus felt aware, and his spiritual perception pursued the source, only seeing a red light dissipate.

"The breath of god?"

Drius lowered his eyes, a solemn expression appeared on his face, and his fingers gently tapped the tabletop, making a crisp sound.

He frowned lightly, turned his head to look northwest, and his deep eyes were able to see the world. The layers of red clouds gathered were vaguely visible, as if a tide of blood-colored ocean was waving.

"Soldier!" Drayus put down his quill and called on the soldiers of the Choifali Legion standing at the door.

The door opened, and a soldier of the Choi Falli Army wearing dark gray armor and a dark red cloak entered the room and knelt on one knee.

"Where is Krey now?" said Drius, his tone like a bloodthirsty black wolf, revealing his hungry wildness.

"General, Lord Krey is leading the cavalry army to rest in the rear of the fortress." The soldiers of the Cuifali army immediately replied, with an extremely respectful expression.

The killing from night to dawn, the evacuation from long distances exhausted the power of the Noxus cavalry regiment.

They need to rest to restore their exhausted physical and mental energy.

"Send someone to inform him that the legion of Bechlik Kingdom is coming, and I hope he can choose the right time..." Drius paused for a moment and continued.

"Give the Lizardman a heavy blow!"

The vanguard army fought in the deserted plains, and he had received a report from the scouts, and the Noxus Cavalry Legion achieved a refreshing victory.

Although he was subsequently attacked and driven away by the Wingdrago Knights, it was impossible to conceal the bravery of Krel and the Noxus cavalry under his command.

Most importantly, the Yodels' unexpected strategic command enabled the Noxus Cavalry Legion to successfully withdraw from the fortress and reduced the wariness of the Wingdraco Knight Legion.

Dryus believed that as long as he was not occupied by madness, the Yodels would make the right decision and choose the most appropriate time.

"Yes, General!" The soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion clamped their fists in front of their chests and exited the room.

The magic light swayed, and Dryus stood up, his burly and strong body reflected a rich shadow, and the faint wolf spirit roared in the haze.

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The gloomy sky was covered with clouds, and there was no trace of moonlight and starlight, and only the bitter cold wind whistled the sky and the earth.

The plains outside the Fort Fort Fortress, the blazing flames burned, illuminating the dark sky.

Countless felt tents were erected, densely packed lizardmen and zombies surrounded by them, howling sounded constantly, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

Central area, a magnificent huge felt tent.

Inside the tent, a hot stove burned, and dozens of terrifying lizardmen and zombies stood there, while the main position was two hazy phantoms like red crystals.

"Are all the legions ready to be in place?" Jenogu looked at his companion, Sesinak, who was also a god of the Blood Temple. Then he looked at the first strong lizard man in golden and red armor on the left and asked.

"Everything is in place, under the ancient crown of Jeno." The strong lizard man stepped out, and the pressure of the gods came.

After continuous journeys, the Lizardman Legion and the Gnoll Legion belonging to the Kingdom of Beshilik have gathered in front of the Fortress of Forsbairo.

As one of the generals in the commanding army this time, it can stand in a tent, and its own strength has already entered the legendary path.

"very good."

Jenogu nodded, looked sideways at Sesinek, and said, "When will we launch an attack?"

Buzz!

Seth Inak opened his red eyes, and a dazzling blood light suddenly appeared in the tent, stinging the pupils of many lizardmen and werewolves.

In his vision, countless threads of faith were connecting the phantom of the Kingdom of God behind him, and the pious and fanatical emotions slowly dissipated, covering the sky above the tent.

"Samu Anya's crown is a mere order that this war must be done with all its might and no one can escape at the last minute."

Compared to the lizardmen with a civilized foundation, Seth Inek looked down on the barbaric gnolls, who liked to hunt and escaped in front of powerful enemies, but Jenogu was beside him, so he couldn't explain it directly.

With his eyes flashing, Jenogu quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I have given up the order of etiquette. The temple priests will form a special inspection team. Once someone escapes at the battle, they will have the power to kill directly."

Hearing this, Seth Inak nodded softly: "I just contacted Samuel Anya's crown. The attack time is set for the passing of night and dawn." He looked around, and the majestic breath filled the tent, and his eyes fell heavily on several lizardmen and werewolves wearing armor and sharp arms.

"Everyone, go down and prepare for the attack."

"Yes, the crown prince!"

Footsteps sounded, and several zombies wearing sharp lizard men left first, followed by a temple priest wearing a golden and red robes.

These old priests looked extremely fanatical, and were as oracles as the command of Samuel Anya, and were filled with praise and praise in their hearts, ready to sacrifice themselves for the victory of the war.

The crazy believers never tell whether the oracle descended by the gods is correct or not. They will only act firmly and thoroughly according to the oracle.

Shortly after all the lizardmen and werewolves left, the noise was roaring, not caring about the attention of the human fortress in the distance, and the barbaric commands were passed on the plain, causing howling sounds.

"Jenogu, it's time for us to come down." Sesinak stared at Jenogu, who looked like a werewolf in front of him, and his tone was slightly frenzied.

"The temple priests are all ready."

"Well, I know." Jenogu said softly, and immediately turned into a ray of light and dissipated into the tent.

The tent area where the gnoll priest is located.

Gorgeous felt tents stand tall like temple complexes, subtle prayer gathers, and a savage bloodthirsty chants of praise are played.

In the deepest area, in a quiet felt tent, hundreds of werewolves crawled on the ground, and the powerful power of faith condensed and poured into the huge and complex magic circle on the surface, triggering waves of energy tides.

In an instant, a bright red light bloomed, and a zodiac body with a strong sense of visual impact was slowly descending to the main material plane through the magic circle.

The golden armor covered the strong body, and each piece of scale reflected a thick blood force. Jenogu opened his eyes and instantly felt a sense of sacred majesty, which made all the wereggar priests in a daze.

"The annoying main material plane pan-consciousness."

Jenogu, who had just arrived, sensed the inexplicable oppression, looked up at the sky, his eyes penetrated through the tent, and when he saw the faintly changing sky, he had to restrain his overflowing power.

Recalling Seth Inak's rapid words just now, he felt something was wrong. It seemed that Samuel Anya was very anxious, but he could not refuse the call for this war because he was a god in the Temple of Blood, and more than half of his power was maintained by the power of faith.

Looking at the werewolf priest who was crawling on the ground in front of him, Jenogu abandoned the thoughts in his mind. Since it had arrived, this war was inevitable.

Only victory can make everything meaningful.
Chapter completed!