All kinds of qi are traction.

The dark sky lit up a colorful energy halo, becoming more and more turbulent.

The shadow realm of black and white is almost broken.

The aftermath of the battle between the gods caused the space to collapse and the turbulence, and the vivid pictures of the Kaladimos continent could be seen faintly.

Everything falls into chaos, and the aura of destruction is revealed.

In the midst of all kinds of destruction, the immortal fortress under the rune magic array is like a lighthouse of light in the dark, allowing the wind and waves to invade and slap, and is still as motionless as a mountain.

The city walls are towering and towers are lined with tall towers.

The tallest one is close to the rune magic array on the top of the tower.

It seems that you can reach the mottled sky with your hands, and you can see the raging and rolling back at your head, like a substantial energy storm.

Click!

On the dull and solid top of the tower, a crisp knock sounded, like an egg was emitted when it landed on the ground, a little pleasant and a little dull.

In fact, it is indeed the sound of the egg pounding.

A burly figure wearing a purple cloak with a pine back on his back sat cross-legged on the top of the tower, and a long-handled weapon was placed on his knees. The cold wind blew the cloak and rustled.

From a distance, it looks like green bamboo rooted in rocks, independent of the world.

Click!

The knock continued to sound.

The cloak figure held a boiled egg with her rough hands, gently knocked on the wall in front of her, and then slowly peeled the eggshell.

The fine egg shells fell to the ground, and the milky white eggs exposed the cold wind and heated up.

Taking advantage of the heat, the cloak figure lifted up a corner of the mask and took a bite of the egg.

He took a deep breath and tasted the sun-dense crops fluttering in the wind, and the newly turned soil extending from the vast farmland to the horizon in every direction.

Then the cloaked figure swallowed the egg in one bite, and the coldness in the memories was also swallowed.

Looking quietly at the chaotic scene above the sky, he seemed to recall a country that no longer existed for him, and his deep homesickness.

His cloak was very heavy, so heavy that he could not bear the responsibility he had once had, because the mottled and strange skin under the cloak was a commemoration left by the war.

After his stomach was moved, he also walked out of the sadness of his memories after digesting the eggs.

"What a fascinating performance!" The cloaked figure whispered softly, and the eyes behind the mask reflected the tragic battlefield above the sky.

He only admires it, without any other emotions.

This is the purity of all kinds of martial arts in the world!

On the colorful sky.

He saw the hustle and bustle of Atoks.

The red giant sword danced, and the power of the dark seed was like a craze, shattering the blood-sucking wilderness;

He saw Federtic's coldness.

Wearing broken linen clothes, carrying shabby rust oil lamps, crows sweeping across the heaven and earth, fear of burning the mind;

He saw the nobleness of Enivia.

The phoenix sings in the sky, the ice and snow roll back, the blue fireworks are everywhere, and the bitter cold wind freezes all things;

He saw the wildness of Wallybel.

Thousands of lightning roared, and the immortal thunder shook the world, which shocked the gods to bow their heads;

He saw Ash's tenacity.

The light of Avarosa reflects the north, the bow pulls the strings, and the arrows are as bright as meteors;

He saw Panson's unyieldingness.

The ordinary fireworks on the spear start the sky, burning the filth of the evil gods.

......

"The use of magic that can be regarded as the pinnacle, and all kinds of martial arts that have reached the pinnacle."

The colorful halo soaked in the shadows, and the cloaked figure involuntarily made praise, nodding from time to time in exciting places, and was fascinated by the yearning.

At the end of his eyes, he looked at Zhao Xin, who was invincible with the three-clawed dragon spear, and showed a look of eagerness to try. His restless hands kept rubbing the long-handed weapon on his knees, unable to hold back.

In his eyes, Zhao Xin's gun skills have reached its peak.

"Undefeated Vescero."

The cape figure has heard of Zhao Xin's name, and as a prisoner, he completed an invincible move in the liquidation arena of the Noxus Empire.

This is someone skillfully enough to be his opponent!

As if he noticed something, the cloaked figure moved his eyes and looked at the shadow corner on the left, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"Ji?" said the cloaked figure in surprise, his eyes flashing, and he looked up and down at the Lord of Shadowflow with his weak breath.

"You look a little embarrassed? Need help?"

"No, no need." Jie replied softly, refusing the kindness of the person in front of him.

"Transfer the metaphor of His Majesty Modrian, you need to go to the southern jungle and replace the duties of Empress Ayonmian."

Upon hearing this, Jax looked sideways and looks at the precarious realm of life, and whispers: "Okay, Ayon? It seems that his opponent is not easy to deal with."

"Who is it?"

"The Lord of Gluttony Eats!" Jie said in a deep voice, his red eyes staring at Jax in front of him, but he could not see any emotion.

"Well... binge eating, it reminds me of a familiar name, a fat guy who is also a demon." Jax said with a chuckling look at the long-handled weapon on his knee.

He stretched out his rough palm that had just peeled off the eggs and wiped away the frost at the top of the light post that was shining with soft light.

"Hope...will be a good opponent."

Jax stood up, his dark purple cloak sagging to cover his body.

"At least I can get a little beat."

He nodded slightly to the robbery in front of him, held the solid soft lamp post tightly with both hands, and walked step by step towards half of the blood-stained southern sky.

Looking closely, every step he took seemed to have been measured, and it was not bad at all, without leaving any energy fluctuations.

The cold wind blew in my hometown and there were no people coming and going.

Jax walked in the sky in the face of the bitter cold wind.

The seemingly slow pace disappeared in an instant, with only a trace of transparent ripples in space, dizzying the dim night.

......

......

Rumble!

The deafening roar sounded like thunder, shocking everything to be silent.

Aiweng is based on the earth, with millions of willow branches hanging down, and the rich emerald green light covers the primitive jungle, like everything together, supporting a huge jade light shield.

But these still cannot stop the passage of life.

The emerald green crown is filled with gray, the delicate petals lose their luster, the clear river becomes more and more turbid, the grass along the coast is completely withered, and the white bones buried in the soil are reappearing again.

A touch of pale gradually emerged in the primitive jungle, like ink dripping into the clear pond, rendering the pool water.

It was inconspicuous at the beginning, but as time passed, the pale spread and the emerald green light became dimmer.

What's more, Aiweng's wrinkled tree body also climbed a little pale and gray.

"What a pity, I can't seem to stop this guy from moving forward."

Ai Weng sighed lightly, his tired eyes looking beyond the emerald green light.

Ulysses, the Lord of Gluttony, locked his scarlet compound eyes firmly, and his flesh and blood like stars filled his vision, moving and crushing the world of shadows.

The boundless blood-colored tentacles set off a frenzy, stuffing everything that can be swallowed into Zhang He’s huge mouth and turning it into nutrients for flesh and blood.

“Are delicious food?”

Ayon realized that he had become Ulysses' food, just like the ancient trees that shone with the light of life in front of and behind him disappeared into the mouth of Taotie, completely becoming a nutrient for flesh and blood.

But in an instant, most of the primitive jungle fell, leaving only the area where he was, and it was shaky.

"Food? Is there any food here?"

A surprising word rang in my ears.

Aiweng looked sideways and saw that at some point, a tall figure in a cloak appeared on his shoulder, holding a soft light post in both hands.

"Jax?" Ayon spoke, his tired eyes were filled with surprise, and his heart was relaxed in an instant.

If other heroes arrived, maybe he wouldn't have performed like this.
To be continued...