League of Legends Invades Another World

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Desolate autumn wind, whirring.

Like a bellows pulling, and like a fierce tiger roaring.

Wrapped in a strong smell of blood, it blew over the caravan, causing the wicker to tremble and the leaves to bow their heads.

Clang!

The little sparks exploded, and Meg brazenly swung the sword, grabbing the bone spurs of the stone-blind barbarians, and guarding the defense of the stacked carriages behind her.

The next moment!

Life energy spurted out like a fiery flame, engulfing Meg's body, and he strode forward, staggering past the stone-blind barbarians in front of him.

The sharp blade flickered, piercing the gray-white neck at a strange angle, the rough and sturdy skin cracked, and blood-red black blood splashed along the blade.

"Damn it, the defense of these stone-blind barbarians..." Meg staggered, turned and frowned slightly when she saw the gray-white corpse falling on the grass.

He felt a slight soreness in his arm and a strained shoulder.

This is an act of overexertion.

The rough skin of the Stoneblind Barbarian can resist a part of physical damage. If he doesn't exert force, it can only cause minor scratches, which can't affect the Stoneblind Barbarian's movements at all, let alone want to kill them.

Wiping the black blood from her face, Meg looked around, and the caravan members were struggling to resist the attack of the stone-blind barbarians.

Many broken corpses have been laid on the grass, and broken limbs and arms can be seen everywhere.

Blindness is a serious mobility impairment for most intelligent creatures.

However, because the stone-blind barbarians have other keen senses, vision has become an unnecessary distraction. This is a living habit for countless years and is incomparable to other intelligent creatures.

Even the stone-blind barbarian's existing sensory structure is enough to make them fearless when hunting and slaughtering.

The broken corpses in the bloody battlefield are the best proof of their killing.

Fortunately, the wisdom of the stone-blind barbarians also deteriorated and gradually weakened, which led to the caravan being able to persevere.

After all, the mercenaries hired by the caravan have four extraordinary mercenaries, plus many elite mercenaries, and the assistance of ordinary people, they can divide the battlefield so that more strikes can be achieved.

Even so, the casualties were gradually expanding, and an atmosphere of grief and panic enveloped the caravan.

"Whirring whirring!"

Meg gasped heavily, her red eyes staring at the greystone blind barbarians not far away, and she counted softly: "One, two, three...nine, ten, eleven!"

"Damn, there are still eleven... If the support from the Valoran Territory does not come, we will not be able to hold on!"

boom!

The scorching flames suddenly bloomed, and countless fragmented flames surged, burning and twisting the air, and then fell to the ground, igniting the red grass.

In an instant, the charred tall body fell from the flames, and the breath of life slipped instantly.

"Hold on, hold on, support from Valoran will come soon."

The caravan steward leaned on the carriage, his delicate clothes were already dyed red, and the pungent smell filled his nostrils, but he was still full of hope, and he fiercely supported the ordinary people around him.

"I can't lose this. Others hire us, why do they always make others work hard."

Meg smiled casually, ignoring the strain on her shoulder, raised her long sword, and charged again into the bloody battlefield where his brothers and friends were still fighting.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before Meg could join the battlefield, the distant hills suddenly sounded bursts of galloping sounds, like a torrent breaking through the gate, carrying endless might.

Hearing the sound, Meg's momentum stopped, and despair appeared on her face.

In the field of vision, there are stone-blind barbarians, nearly a hundred in number, tall and strong bodies, with gray skin, like a white wave, sweeping the hills.

You can faintly see many stone-blind barbarians stained with sticky blood, with fresh human corpses hanging from their waists.

Not only Meg, but everyone in the caravan who felt the movement showed despair.

In a panic, the stone-blind barbarians who were slaughtering rushed forward, raised a short stick of bone spurs, and brazenly smashed the stacked defensive carriages.

"It's over! We're completely over"

Meg stopped moving forward, looking at the gray wave in front of her, and at the caravan that had completely collapsed, unable to lift the long sword that seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.

The memory of the past came to mind, the sky was full of blood, pulling him down to the dark abyss.

Even the hopeful caravan steward slumped down his arms, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say anything.

The abyss of despair swallowed everyone's emotions.

Da da! Da da! Da da!

In the rumbling sound of the galloping, a different sound was suddenly mixed, like a horse's hoof, like an earthquake.

Meg turned her neck and looked numbly at the source. She thought it would be the stone-blind barbarians surrounded by the other side, but what she didn't want to see was a silver-white heavy cavalry with sharp armor and strong armor.

With extraordinary vision, Meg could easily see the silver-white heavy cavalry's chest, the engraved sword and the wings of the charge.

Demacian Legion representing Valoran.

"What a fucking fate, to give a dark hour of despair and a ray of light!" Meg roared, cursing fate, holding up her long sword.

"The support of the Valoran region has arrived, everyone hold on!"

The light brought by the silver-white heavy cavalry dispels the emotions of despair, only

The remaining caravan owners launched a counterattack against the stone-blind barbarians.

A few people, including Meg and the caravan steward, were always paying attention to the confrontation on the hills not far away.

They deeply know that the result there will determine their final destiny.

......

Aaronther Hills.

The hooves thumped like thunder and thumped the grass, splashing little dust and yellowing leaves.

The cold autumn wind blew past his ears, and the elite Demacian cavalry, whose number was no more than half a hundred, rode their armored horses across the hills, crossed the rugged mountain road, and boldly launched a fearless charge towards the stone-blind barbarians from the flank.

As the distance got closer, they could clearly see the ugly appearance of the enemy and smell the dirty and bloody stench.

Clang!

The Demacian elite cavalry headed by them clenched their sharp heavy lances and placed them on their waists, their steady eyes firmly locked on the hordes of stone-blind barbarians.

"Demacia!"

With an angry roar, all the Demacian elite cavalrymen raised their silver-white heavy lances in a uniform manner, and pointed their spears directly at the stone-blind barbarians.

Then, with an unstoppable momentum, it rushed into the gray-white wave.

Bang!

Silver-white lightning flashed across the graceful traces, instantly slaughtering the stone-blind barbarians at the forefront, and the dark blood spilled, with just a few strokes, outlining the cruelty of the war.

The naked stone-blind barbarians, relying only on their rough and sturdy skin, are simply unable to resist the sharp heavy lance.

The Demacian elite cavalry, carrying the charging power, directly pierced the vital points of the stone-blind barbarians with their spears, then drew out the long sword around their waists, chopped off their ugly heads, and allowed their blood to stain their black armor.

"Roar!"

The blind stone-blind barbarians could not see the tragic state of their companions, but the stench in the air and the smell of their companions that kept disappearing told the cruel truth.

They are being slaughtered by the enemy!

Compared with the elite Demacian cavalry, both in terms of strength and combat experience, the stone-blind barbarians are completely like babies, and there is no chance for them to struggle and resist.

"Won!"

Meg looked at the one-sided slaughter on the hilly battlefield with a slightly relaxed expression. All the legions under Valoran had already used countless blood to forge the glory of victory.

They can win the right to survive as long as they hold on a little.

boom!

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground resounded in the center of the caravan, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared along with the dim dust, covering everyone in the caravan.

Firm style!

Including the extraordinary mercenaries, they felt the inexplicable rays of light bless their bodies, dispel the fatigue in their bodies, and vaguely increase their strength and speed.

The dust dissipated, and Poppy stood in the center of the caravan holding the Hammer of Oren. The bronze armor was stained with traces of blood, which was left over from the battle encountered before the support.

Looking at the caravan in front of him that was struggling to resist the attack of the stone-blind barbarians, Poppy grabbed the Hammer of Oren and stepped forward to solve the battle.

After a few breaths, the stone-blind barbarians who were still attacking turned into broken gray-white corpses, lying quietly on the grass.

In the face of Poppy, these stone-blind barbarians with comparable professional strength are extremely fragile, and the battle can be solved by gently swinging the Hammer of Oren.

"Leave here and rush to a nearby town, where it will be much safer." Bobby said softly after dealing with the stone-blind barbarians around the caravan.

"Okay, Mr. Poppy."

The caravan steward and Meg bowed at the same time as a sign of respect.

Then they instructed the remaining survivors to bandage the wounded, and carry them into carriages, such as cargo, which can be discarded as they can, and all of them pack lightly and go to nearby towns.

Before leaving, Meg looked back at Poppy, the small body unleashing a warm power that gave people a great sense of security.

"Yibobi of the Holy Hammer!"

As a senior mercenary active in the Valoran Territory, Meg knew the names of some legendary heroes in the Valoran Territory.

Poppy is one of the lesser-known legends, only known to be the commander of the Demacian Legion at Lanvasul Castle, but at this moment, the fateful encounter warms everyone's heart.

Just as the caravan disappeared into the jungle, the Hill War ended.

The elite Demacian cavalry won a perfect victory, chasing and slaughtering all the attacking stone-blind barbarians, and the gray-white corpses covered the green grass.

"Twenty-seventh floor abyss: dark abyss!"

"Stone-blind barbarians, humble believers of mind flayers." Poppy didn't care about the broken corpses, silently thinking about the meaning behind it.

This is already the third battlefield for her rescue. The enemies she encounters are all stone-blind barbarians, but the strength is different.

"Kaba Village, the source of the investigation is nearby!"

At the same time as Poppy supported, the territory provided accurate intelligence information. Not only was the area controlled by Lanvasul Castle under unknown attack, but other places were also being attacked by monsters from the abyss that appeared out of nowhere.

After wiping the Hammer of Oren, Poppy carried his back, strode forward, led the elite Demacian cavalry, and disappeared into the depths of the hills.

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