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Curled up in the dark, hugging the sandy yellow sand plain.

Armored and sharp, the golden legion belonging to the Temple of Wealth stepped out of the cast iron fortress once again, and the chilling momentum washed away the bright moonlight, advancing towards the Valoran territory like a torrent of steel.

Sacred brilliance emerged above the legion array, and a faint and melodious chant sounded quietly, praising the great goddess of wealth, countless golden light spots appeared in the gray clouds, breaking away from the corner of the dark night.

"Your Majesty Amber, are we sure we want to lead Valoran?"

Behind the silent legion, a golden ornate carriage was lightly pulled by four pure white pegasus. Bishop Isda silently followed, as if he had doubts, he turned to look at the silver-white carriage, and asked softly.

The sudden military action in the deep sleep, without warning, was directly ordered by His Majesty Amber, and the Legion of the Temple of Wealth stationed in the Grand Duchy of Tambefasa immediately attacked and marched into the area of ​​Valoran Territory.

"It's not a shot, it's a complete occupation of that prosperous territory." In the carriage filled with elk fragrance, Amber sat alone, the golden staff placed in front of his knees lingering with a little afterglow, reflecting the wrinkled and old face.

"This is the perfect opportunity!"

There are strange emotions flashing in the deep eyes, which is also the way for him to go further. The end of his life is already visible, and the petitioner in the kingdom of God is his destination.

This was destined when Amber believed in the goddess of wealth, and he gained immortality at the cost of losing his freedom, but the long mortal life changed a pure heart of faith. What he wanted was eternal life of freedom.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't rashly choose to attack the Valoran Territory, which is showing strength." Amber murmured softly, his faint mental power spread like a transparent ripple, spreading forward to the Temple Legion.

The exposed power of Valoran led to the power of the Temple Legion dispatched this time, not only the church army that belonged to him alone, but also the Judgment Knights dispatched by Temple Punishment, and the Temple Priests under the Pope.

Seemingly aware of Ista's inner struggles and doubts, Amber said aloud: "The noble lords of Valoran don't know whether to live or die, and they have provoked rumors that they hate the god of plague and some demon lords, and those evil guys are mourning. The gate has set traps to trap most of the top power in Valoran territory...and even prepare to destroy and devour that part of the power."

According to the oracle from the Goddess of Wealth, the God of Plague and those devil lords are watching over the Valoran Territory, and they have officially fought each other, and many forces are watching the ice and snow fortress.

The unbelievers cannot be favored by the gods.

Therefore, they have no obligation to remind Modrian, and the relationship between the two has dropped to freezing point when the plague broke out, and both sides have deep guards in their hearts.

"The great goddess of wealth, protect your devout believers!" Amber chanted the words of prayer gently, as if aware of the strange situation, his eyes passed through the curtain of the car, looking at the north, dim stars dotted the dark night. "The Temple of Power, have you also received the news?"

Hate the god of plagues?

Hearing the news, Ista's calm face appeared surprised. As the bishop of the Temple of Wealth, of course he knew the power of the evil god, which was an immortal and stalwart existence. Even if he was suppressed in the main material plane, no one underestimated it. The power of the evil god.

"There are quite a few forces eyeing the Valoran Territory, not only us, but also the Temple of Power, and perhaps other forces?!"

Amber's spreading spiritual power sensed an inexplicable surge of energy on the other side of the Yellow Sand Plain. When he touched the past, he felt that the Knights of the Temple of Power were watching the plain.

"No one wants to give up such a prosperous and fertile territory."

The master of the Temple of Power in the Stoke Kingdom, Archbishop Agnes Rodney, and he are old rivals. The two compete for the place of faith for the gods behind them, and at the same time, they are in a special position. Lorraine collar.

"Huh?" Amber frowned slightly, his mind moved, and the golden staff in front of his knees vacated, he held it lightly with his right hand, and then left the carriage. The Knights of Judgment found an abnormal situation ahead.

"Isda, manage the logistics, I'll handle some things."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Isda said respectfully, and when he got up, he saw a golden glow disappear into the night.

Lanvasul Castle.

The dazzling magic lights set off the city wall that has experienced blood and fire. Garen is wearing a thick white gold armor, with a storm sword on his back, standing quietly in the repaired watchtower, looking up at the end of his field of vision. The Legion of the Temple of Fortune.

"The glory of Demacia will surely bloom tonight!"

The roaring bonfires and the shining magic lights illuminate the quiet and cold castle. The Demacian Legion has long been armored and fierce, and their proud eyes are full of desire for war.

Poppy jumped up on the wall, her gray-white twintails swayed, and she held the Hammer of Oren tightly in her right hand. She seemed to have found something. She pointed to the Knights of Judgment not far away and said, "Hey, Galen, those guys are stagnant. Wow, are you hesitating?"

"They want to back off?" Hearing Poppy's voice, Fiona stepped out from behind Garen, with ripples in her amber eyes.

"No, it won't!" Garen shook his head slightly, looking back at the silent Valoran collar. "Tonight is their best chance,

If they miss tonight, they will completely lose the initiative in the future. "

During the time he was guarding the Castle of Lanvasul, Garen used the information of the shadow stream and the resources in his hands to fully understand the temple of wealth that controlled the iron fortress and the temple of strength that controlled the fortress of Contello.

These two fortresses are too close to Valoran Territory!

Garen breathed a sigh of relief. The power of Valoran Territory is showing. In the future, these two fortresses must be within a strategic range. At that time, he wants to try the power of the temple behind them: "Demacia needs glory!"

The Noxian Legion has won so many victories under Darius, and he must lead the Demacian Legion to catch up.

"Hey, there are cavalrymen coming, what are you doing? Are you observing the garrison strength of the castle?" Poppy looked at the cavalry team galloping around the castle, and asked.

"It's not just observing the strength of the castle's garrison, but there is also a temptation." Galen found the golden knight under the starlight, turned slightly sideways, looked at the few people standing around, and wanted to make sure...

"Let's go, I just have some interest recently." Fiona said aloud, her silver-white chain armor set off her perfect figure, and her shoulder-length black hair was mixed with a little crimson hair to cover her right eye, a touch of icy coldness. color bloom.

Without waiting for Galen to reply, she put on black silk gloves, took out the blue steel saber from her waist, and jumped directly from the city wall, walking towards the judgement knights.

"Would you like me to follow him?" Poppy looked at Galen, a restrained desire to fight surging in his lovely eyes.

"No, don't forget, she is the unparalleled sword girl, the most terrifying duelist in Valoran." Galen smiled, rejecting Poppy's proposal, Lanvasul Castle needs enough strength, the legendary raid is not a joke .

Everyone has their own pride. When Fiona proposed to solve it by herself, just like the Laurent family that was once revived, no one could stop it.

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"Another unfamiliar legendary powerhouse!" Amber looked at Garen, the castle of Lanvasul, and said in a condensed voice. In his mental perception, that guy was like a wild lion, patrolling all those who stepped into the territory. 'prey'.

"According to the information, although Lanvasul Castle has a certain amount of military power, it does not indicate that there is a legendary powerhouse guarding it, Amber!" The brown-haired old man beside him spoke, his tone contained accusation.

Wells Arnold, the Cardinal Archbishop of the Temple of Wealth, is a confidant of the Pope and is in charge of the Legion of Priests.

"Sorry, I don't know the specific situation of the Valoran Territory. The shadow assassins in their secrets are too terrible. It is difficult for our personnel to infiltrate." Amber accepts the blame. Now is the period of cooperation, and he does not want to get involved. Stiff, and behind Wells was the Pope, he didn't want to offend the other party rashly.

"Then what should we do now? The plan to raid Valoran Territory failed, and now facing the legend, we need to make a choice!" The burly knight suspended in mid-air said in a deep voice, his burly body covered in heavy golden armor.

Howell David, the head of the Temple of Fortune Correctional Institution, the Knights of Judgment, is also a legend and one of the leaders of this operation.

"Three to one, it's an easy choice!" Wells laughed lightly, and the white jade staff in his hand released a dazzling light.

"We have to consider whether the other party will evacuate? Once we leave Lanvasul Castle, stop us along the way..." Howell glanced at Wells and explained helplessly: "The destructive power of legends can be It is not something that the Temple Legion can afford, and if the legend cannot be solved, the three of us will need to be prepared for each other’s attacks at all times.”

"I suggest first arranging a team of knights to observe the defensive strength of Lanvasul Castle, and test the truth by the way."

"Second!" Amber nodded slightly, agreeing.

"Then follow your advice."

When Wells saw Amber express his thoughts, his face was a little ugly, but he knew the importance of this operation. Most of the high-level executives of the Temple of Fortune were paying attention to the situation here. Without saying much, he could only nod in agreement.

The icy cold wind blew across the Yellow Sand Plain and blew in the direction of Valoran Territory.

Fiona clenched the blue steel saber in her hand, breathed lightly, and tasted a cold chill, and her amber eyes revealed a crimson aura of death.

"The art of dueling begins here!"

【Forward Fountain】!

The light purple cloak pulled a striking ray of light on the plain of night. Fiona stepped lightly and strode towards the team of judge knights who were greeted by the front. The shining golden armor, burly and tall figure, A warhorse wrapped in mail and fast charging speed.

Very nice soldier, what a pity!

Fiona stepped into the cavalry array head-on, her tall and slender figure jumped slightly, shuttled through the flowers like a butterfly, dancing with a long sword in her hand, absorbing the flowers of blood.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Amidst the roaring trampling of horses' hooves, the melodious and crisp stabbing sound is like the sound of death, which is so wonderful under the dim starry sky.

The dance steps swayed, and the overflowing blood splashed in the pale moonlight. No matter what kind of hard armor, facing Fiona's stabs, it was as fragile as paper. Every step, a judgment knight must fall from the horse's back. The rich golden life energy can not prevent the occurrence of death.

It's a pity to die in an unnamed battlefield!

With the movement of retracting the sword, Fiona was like a crimson and delicate rose standing alone on the bloody battlefield, stunning with thorns.

Behind, ten trial riders

The soldier fell into a pool of blood, completely losing his breath of life, including the leader of the knight with the strength of a great knight, and only the lonely horse made an inexplicable whine.

Fiona raised her head, her amber eyes staring at the three legendary kings who were suspended in the sky and exuding a sense of crisis in the distance. She gently stretched out her left hand, tore off the black silk gloves, and threw them on the clean plain under her feet.

She also wanted to pick up her personal belongings after the fight.

There is an unwritten rule in the continent of Kaladimos. When a party throws down the white glove, it means that the challenge is opened. Generally, it means a duel, but there are exceptions. One finger challenges the strongest opponent on the opposite side.

However, Fiona felt that the white gloves were too serious and weak, far inferior to the black silk gloves that symbolized death.

"Huh? Is this a joke? Knight Commander?!" Wells looked at the two companions around him, his wrinkled face showing sarcasm. "Just the strength of the knight commander, why dare to challenge the legend?"

"I'll deal with him!" Having said that, the legendary crown wants to respond to Fiona's challenge.

"Wait!" Amber called to hold Wells' figure, his expression was slightly dignified, and he turned to look at Howell. "Valoran has many talented people, and maybe he has the strength to challenge the challenge."

"There were rumors of a demon battle that took place in Limontanlu, indicating the possibility of this."

The news of the noble council is still accurate. To be honest, Amber is also a little uneasy at the moment.

"Amber, are you kidding me? The knight commander challenges the legend by leaps and bounds? This is the difference in the nature of life, do you think it's the goddess in myths and legends?" Wells looked back at his companion in dissatisfaction, but his figure was Stop honestly, can live to the legend, and become the confidant of the Pope, he has enough wisdom and caution.

Hearing this, Howell's face was a little gloomy. Tonight's action became a little confusing since he encountered the legend of Lanvasul Castle. He looked at the female swordsman in the pool of blood. For some reason, extreme danger emerged in his soul. a feeling of.

"Continue to test, we must determine the power of Valoran Territory at the moment, if necessary, we can directly take action..."

Amber and Wells looked at each other and nodded silently in agreement. Tonight's plan was caused by the oracle of the goddess of wealth, and it was not something they could refuse.

Even if you die here.

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