League of Legends Invades Another World

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In the distant sky, the dark night was stained with a touch of dawn.

Crimson lightning covered the sky like cobwebs, pouring out suppressed emotions, and even the falling snow and ice were affected.

"Wallis' breath is gone."

In the center of the lizardmen array, Yves whispered softly, the sky above the snowy battlefield was reflected in his deep pupils, and the glory of blood was slowly dissipating.

Wallis, the temple priest it sent to stop the Shadow Assassins of Valoran not long ago, a powerful man on the path of legend.

Hearing this, Hansen looked solemn and stared at the dim northwest snow: "Is the legend of Valoran landed?"

"It should be, I feel the power of the law of shadows." Yve looked up at the lightning in the sky, and murmured, "Even the soul is completely annihilated." Immediately, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he felt the sky full of subtleties of divine breath.

"The slaughter of the Valoran Territory has angered my lord, and God's punishment is about to fall..."

Boom!

Before the words fell, another bright red lightning tore apart the drowsy night, and the feeling of extreme depression filled the sky above the Shatar Great Plain.

This time, it wasn't just Yves and Hansen who noticed the anomaly, but even the gnoll soldiers and lizardmen warriors in the snowy plains were keenly aware of what danger was slowly coming.

"Tiktato.... Its breath has also dissipated." Swallowing his throat, Hansen turned his head stiffly to look at Nuwu Fortress, the human city that was supposed to be in jeopardy.

The raging flames lingered around the city walls, and the bright yellow light dotted the gloomy clouds. From time to time, pterosaur knights fell into the sky, splashing large swaths of dust and snowflakes.

The pterodactyl knights are in a rout!

"Valoran collar!" Yves gritted his teeth and looked at the human heavy cavalry not far away. The old lizardman's face was full of anger, hatred, and a hint of horror.

Even if the kingdom of Bethlik finally wins this winter plundering war, it will never make up for the loss of the Lizardman Temple.

Lose two legends in a row!

Moreover, he is a devout legendary believer of Samuanya, the god of the lizardmen. After death, he will carry his own strength and return to the kingdom of gods to be reborn as a legendary petitioner.

Coupled with the three legendary priests of the Lizardman Temple who disappeared for no reason some time ago, this is the worst blow that the Kingdom of Beshilik has suffered in the past 100 years.

Even in the confrontation with the Ai Lan Faluo Empire, there has never been such a frequent fall of legends.

"Hansen, I leave it to you. I have to go back to the tent. There is something wrong with the exposed strength of the Valoran collar." Yve frowned and looked at the Valoran collar array under the snowy night. Why is there a feeling of panic in my heart.

In addition to the high-end power that has cut down the legend, the Valoran soldiers not far away are not inferior to the many elite ace legions of the Beshilik Kingdom, and they have even formed a counterattack now.

"My Lord will shelter all the people and open the way to the kingdom of God for you."

[High-level Divine Art: Samuanya's Blessing]!

Holding the white jade scepter, Yves murmured in a low voice. In the wind and snow, there was a little bit of blood mixed with light, which fell on the strong body of the lizardmen warrior, forming a dim red film.

A universal area magic, blessing on the fighting lizardmen warriors, including the cold lizard knight and the god bless tyrannosaurus.

[Advanced Spell: Spatial Positioning Teleport]!

The transparent space fluctuated and flickered, and Yves finally took a deep look at Hansen and disappeared in place.

Seeing His Excellency Yves leaving, Hansen remained silent, and did not pat his chest to leave any specific guarantee, but he knew his responsibilities, turned and looked at the bloody battlefield, his expression became more and more solemn, and the color of death flashed in his pupils .

The cold lizard knights were devastated by the division tactics of the Noxian cavalry, trapped in the encirclement and struggling.

The Crimson Lizardmen looked for an opportune opportunity to join the war, but after several rounds of charging, they left behind a large, twisted corpse of the Lizardmen.

God's Blessed Tyrannosaurus was also in a bad situation. Shane and Kled respectively led the Blood Charge and Noxus Scarlet Cavalry, struggling to hunt down this group of top predators.

Sacrifice was inevitable, and bloody warriors and Noxian blood cavalry were slaughtered from time to time.

However, the looting of the God-Blessed Tyrannosaurus Rex was curbed, and Kled and Shane each slaughtered a lot of God-Blessed Tyrannosaurus Rex, which greatly boosted the morale of the Noxian cavalry.

"The smell of blood is disgusting, but it is always thirsty!"

"Send the stigmata veteran, it's time for us to go to the battlefield." Hansen took out his death equipment, a black round shield and a ferocious giant hammer.

The stigmata veterans who have been waiting for a long time disperse the snowflakes on the surface of the armor, hold different styles of death instruments, and follow Hansen's footsteps to the battlefield like a flesh and blood mill.

......

......

Snowflakes continued at night, and snow covered the hills.

At the top of the hill, a fierce momentum swept away the crystal snow particles, leaving a small area blank.

Darius was carrying the Black Cleaver on his back, looking at the continuous crimson lightning in the sky, his expression was slightly solemn, and he felt the subtle divine power permeating.

Looking at the lizardmen array that suddenly changed, an inexplicable feeling emerged in my heart.

excited? eager? Chess against an opponent?

Without waiting for Darius to respond, Draven, who was silent beside him, suddenly said, "It's the legend of the Lizardmen.

I met him at the provincial border. "

"The strength is good, and there are those soldiers under his command!"

Raising his brows lightly, Darius turned his head to look at Draven, a look of thought appeared on his face, as if he was thinking about something, and then his eyes turned slightly to look at the silent soldier standing in the snow.

"Give you a chance to redeem yourself," Darius said softly, pointing to Urgot and the Legionnaires of Trefary.

"Snipe the so-called lizardmen legend into the battlefield."

Taking off the ring-handled axe from behind, Draven showed a bloody smile: "Don't worry, I will come back to see you with the other person's head."

After speaking, Draven faced the red lightning and strode into the vast snow, and then the soldiers of the Trifali Legion stepped forward and escaped into the bright red night.

"Hey, little guy, are you so disrespectful to people?" Urgot muttered a few words at the back, pulled out the giant mechanical legs from the snow, made a 'crunching' steam sound, and quickly caught up with Delevingne's pace.

Snowflakes were falling, and a few strands of crimson light were slowly reflected, giving a faint glimpse of the color of dawn.

Darius looked at the brutal battlefield going on at the moment, and his expression was full of pride.

This far-reaching war perfectly demonstrated the powerful military power of the Noxian Legion. Even if the opponent was the Kingdom of Bethlik, the most powerful military kingdom on the continent of Kaladimos, it could not stop Noxus. The iron hoof of the forward.

"legend!"

"It's also time to add some splendor to Noxian glory with legendary blood!"

Modri ​​stood quietly to one side, until Delevingne and others disappeared in the snowy night, he walked to Darius' side, just heard the whispered words, and couldn't help saying: "Noxus does not Need legendary blood to prove something."

"It's great and glorious enough."

In the process of the rise of Valoran Land, Darius and his soldiers used blood-stained victories to sing the praises of Noxus' power, carving indelible marks on Valoran Land.

Seeing that Darius wanted to say something, Modrian changed the subject, looked up at the crimson lightning in the night, and said softly, "Do you smell familiar?"

"Divine power!"

"It seems that the Shrine of the Lizardman is not unprepared, but why has this trump card been raised until now, is it a miscalculation of our strength?"

Doubts permeated his heart, and then Modrian cast aside these questions. What he should pay attention to now is, is the will of the god that descended this time or the avatar of the god?

"God of Lizardmen, Samuanya!"

The dark sky was gradually covered up by the crimson tide of divine power. Modrian saw a blue wind suddenly appear, passing through the wind and snow, and his heart was slightly relieved, and then the intelligence information provided by Feilan appeared in his mind.

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