Dow Fort, in the hall of the meeting.

Dryus stood alone in front of a slightly huge sand table, and his deep and dark eyes reflected every place on the sand table.

The exquisite and compact Fort Duower stands in the center of the sand table. After crossing a narrow plain in the south, the town of Irvingdale is surrounded by many mountains and forests.

After having enough war stonemasons, these landform environments seemed to have been found in person, and were filled with scarlet flags in every noteworthy place.

Crank! Crank!

The sound of armor collision sounded outside the conference hall, but for a while, Worthman, wearing heavy gray and black armor, appeared, and a bright red swayed behind him.

"General, the scout found an organized sentry squad in the town area of ​​Irvingdale, guessing that the enemies were gathering." Vossman said in a deep voice, a hint of excitement flashing in his lower eyes, a long-lost sense of war hunger.

"Is there any arrangements over Cran?" Drayus sat quietly in the main seat, his calm eyes never left the sand table.

It is undeniable that as an old man who followed Modrian at the beginning, especially after becoming the steward of the Dowborg, Cran's status became increasingly prominent, and even Drayus should pay attention to it.

"The war stonemason has been arranged to set off. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be news before evening." Vosman replied.

In the battle group with a huge base of the Noxus Empire, the war stonemasons are one of the elite troops that are extremely close to the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion.

Silence spread, an invisible breath of majesty permeated the hall of the meeting. Worthman remained still. He knew that it was the general who was thinking about things.

The most elite, outstanding and powerful Noxus Empire regiment led by Dryus himself, have been familiar with the temperament of their generals for decades.

"Asking Gregory to lead 12 Bloody Cavalry, 50 Expeditionary Cavalry, and 200 Imperial Cavalry to the town of Irvingdale." Dryus said with unquestionable order, his calm tone with a hint of coldness.

"Let Cooper cooperate with him, and if there is any abnormal situation in Irvingdale town, you are allowed to kill on the spot."

"Yes, General!" Vosman put his right hand on the gray-black heavy armor on his chest. It was the three elements representing Cui Fali's power, and then he turned and left firmly.

The sun sets west, and the dusk is floating and sinking, like the mud and sand in the turbid current, with clear layers, but with a hint of blackness and silence.

On the towering city wall, lights reflected, Drayus stood in front, and the dark and hideous armor reflected on the bluestone ground, like a sleeping lion slowly awakening.

Left half of the body behind Dryus was Sain. He was no longer a terrifying weapon of war when he regained his rationality, but his cold and cold aura made him look even more terrifying.

The former killing monster, the current undead war god.

Further ahead are Crane and Worthman, a war stonemason, an elite team of engineers, soldiers and scouts.

The other one is the Twins of the most powerful battle group in the Dowbor Fort today - the soldiers of the Choifali Legion.

If you look closely, you will find that the current Dowbor Fort is very Noxus Empire style. Both Poppy and Jie have been taken away by Modrian, including Shadow Flowers.

What remains is the power composition of the Noxus Empire.

"Start, clean up all those who shouldn't exist, and the war will not let go of any initiator."

Dryus looked at the vast Renver Mountains in his sight, and a little redness gradually emerged in his lion-like pupils. It was the desire for war.

From the moment he saw the war, he realized that he was a man born for war, just like his younger brother, a madman born for pure killing.

Oh, maybe it should be said the other way around, but the two are very similar.

One pursues the pleasure of killing, the other pursues the feeling of conquest and slaughter.

"Yes, General." After hearing the order, Vosman immediately turned around and walked down the wall.

At this moment, countless soldiers of the Noxus Empire stood silently outside the Dow Fort, and the red war horses underneath were extremely quiet in the atmosphere of war.

Crank! Crank!

The sound of armor collision sounded in the twilight, and Worthman's tall figure appeared, then he quickly rode a war horse and left.

Behind him, the soldiers of the Choifali Legion followed, and then the Noxus Expeditionary Cavalry dressed in heavy black armor rushed out of the array, followed Vosman, and gradually disappeared into the sky.

"Seen!" Drayus turned his body sideways, looked at the huge figure on the left, and said softly.

"I hope to see the heroic figure of the Bloody Pioneer again, and make the name of the Noxus Empire a nightmare for the enemy."

"Of course!" Sain lowered his head slightly, and the scarlet cloth strip wrapped around the metal dagger danced with the night wind, unable to hide the excitement in his huge pupils.

After spending time together, Sain respects this new Noxus hand, not only for strength, but more for Dryus' charm.

In his opinion, Dryus is far better than him, the former Noxus Hand. Now, he is willing to be led by this new symbol of power of the Noxus Empire. Even if there is a death hell ahead, he will lead the Bloody Pioneer Group and launch a death charge without hesitation.

Drius looked at Sain, who was respectful in front of him, and his heart relaxed slightly. In the former Noxus Empire War, he had witnessed the killing feat of this war machine more than once, and it was a complete madness that was inseparable from the enemy and the enemy.

And now, this madness disappeared, and the rest was reason and the wisdom of the former general. He was more optimistic about the current situation.

"Cran, please still ask you to guard the Duower Castle this time, but please believe me, the enemy will not be within the limits of the Duower Castle." Drius said to Crane in a robe.

"Of course, I believe that General, victory will definitely belong to Noxus. I look forward to hearing good news from you." Crane bowed, smiling on her face.

Under the twilight, bright red flags fluttered, and the marks like double-edged axes faintly cut through the sky, bringing a hint of sharp chill.

The dark figures followed Drayus and disappeared on the blue mountain road. For Drayus, offense was always the best defense.

Wolves are always hungry and thirsty to kill, and killing is the way to end the war.

Now, his fangs are sharp and he drinks blood with thirst.

.............

When he came to the shadow world again, Modrian was not as resistant as he imagined, but he had a little relaxation, at least much better than facing those extremely hypocritical nobles.

And he believed in Drayus, and Drayus never disappointed him.

All members continue to move forward.

Deep in the Renver Mountains, the pace of the spring season seems to be unable to reach here. The extreme cold temperature remains unchanged. The white fog breathing between the mouth and nose is the tiny water droplets formed by the hot air when it encounters cold.

However, there were no weak members who accompanied this time. Each of them could withstand the cold here. As the pace of progress accelerated, they could already see the traces left by the Noxus soldiers.
Chapter completed!