League of Legends Invades Another World

.mhtx. Fortress of Forsborough.

The towering and majestic city walls are brightly lit.

The arrival of the Legion of the Kingdom of Bethlik attracted the attention of the Noxian soldiers, and the sound of vigilance and the sound of bells and drums sounded at the same time, awakening the dark beast under the night.

In an instant, all the Noxian chapters were in place, and the high and fearless fighting spirit was like a raging fire, burning hot.

Dark turret tower.

Darius stood silently, and the other heroes had also arrived, standing relatively silently on the left and right sides.

Looking at the lizardmen camp not far away, Darius suppressed his excitement, and he smelled a familiar smell from the mixed breath.

Blood power!

Behind this sudden war of aggression, there really is the existence of the Lizardman Temple.

Perhaps it is not just as simple as the Lizardman Temple, Darius remembered that he had sensed the breath of the gods before, and the boiling blood burned in his body.

Samurai, the god of lizardmen, came in person?

Or are those two peak demigods with decent strength?

Looking at the gloomy night, Darius was silent for a few seconds, turned to look around at the heroes, and said in a condensed voice: "The legions of the Kingdom of Bethlik will not wait too long, they will definitely attack as soon as possible."

The number of Beshilik Kingdom soldiers gathered in the plains exceeded 100,000, not counting the consumption of other materials, just the appetite of the lizards and gnolls would consume a huge amount of meat.

Of course, the Lizardman Temple will definitely prepare everything, and will not be stingy with the provision of sufficient meat.

Darius narrowed his eyes slightly, and with the help of the dim firelight, he stared at the gnoll soldiers and lizardmen warriors who covered the plains, restless and excited, and combined with what was happening in the territory, he could easily guess the opponent's attack plan.

"The attack time, around dawn, we have to prepare in advance."

Darius, who symbolizes the power of the Noxian Empire, has experienced countless bloody wars and also encountered countless battlefield conditions.

The undisguised attacking desire of the gnoll soldiers and lizardmen warriors told the movements of the commander of the Kingdom of Bethlik, and it was not difficult for him to guess the other party's plans.

Another important point is that the commander of the kingdom of Bethlik seems to have all the strength of the fortress, and is not worried about the counterattack of the Noxian army.

"Is it arranged?" Darius looked at Singed beside him and said.

In the battle to destroy the Knights of the Wyvern Legion, he saw the great power of the Hextech weapons, which were far from the weapons of war prepared by the Noxian Legion.

"Don't worry, General, Hextech weapons won't let you down." Singed bowed slightly, the bloodshot in his eyes clearly visible.

The power of the Hex miniature missile launcher is somewhat beyond expectations. Although a lot of data has been collected, it is far from enough. He needs more data to improve the development of Hex technology weapons.

That's what Professor Heimerdinger and Giggs desperately want.

"Everyone, take your place, this war cannot be lost!" Darius looked around at the heroes around him, his tone solemn.

Needless to say, all the heroes have already received the news in the territory, knowing that the black hand hidden behind is gradually emerging, and the Lord Lord has also begun to close the net, ready to crush all the dirty guys who stretched out their greedy hands.

Darius watched everyone leave, noticed the figure of Draven, and his deep eyes were filled with ripples, and he was silent in the end.

Following the orders of Darius, the Noxian chapters entered a state of war in an orderly manner. Each chapter was led by its own leader, captain and general, and assumed different responsibilities.

Or become a heavy infantryman, stationed on the wall of the city wall; or become an archer, distributed on the high platform of the city wall; or manipulate war equipment, slowly aiming at the barren plains; or become a front-line commando, waiting for the opportunity to kill.

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In the dark night, time is passing slowly.

Until a smear of fish maw white appeared at the end of the sky, the light of dawn faintly soaked into the night.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before the night had completely dissipated, a monstrous black wave surged from the location of the Beshilik Kingdom.

The sky and the earth trembled in an instant, and the gloomy clouds were stained with a little crimson light, which contrasted with the black waves below, flashing the cold light of armor and death weapons.

The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it,

Jiaguang opens golden scales to the sun!

Ow! Ow! Ooooooooooooooooooo!

The endless howls resounded, and the gnoll soldiers ran ahead, trampling the plains and crossing the red-stained battlefield of wreckage.

Behind them, a series of striking magical waves flashed frequently, blessing on the bodies of the gnoll soldiers, awakening the wildness and slaughter in their bodies.

Night before dawn.

Countless pairs of dark green eyes with bloodthirsty desire, towards the Fortress of Fosbello, launched a furious and frantic charge.

"Interesting, when you come up, you will attack with all your strength and leave no room for it?"

When Darius saw the first attack of the Beshilik Kingdom, his brows were lightly wrinkled, and his resolute face was filled with the killing of Chi Guoguo.

In the face of war at any moment, every Noxian chapter commander will make the right choice.

"Archer, get ready!"

On the high platform of the city wall, the sturdy Noxian man in sturdy armor looked calmly at the hazy night, and the Noxian archer behind him pulled the bowstring.

Countless dark green eyes, densely filled in the field of vision, put great pressure on patients with intensive phobia.

The majestic city walls trembled, like soldiers waiting silently, constantly suppressing their inner desire to attack.

"The time has not come!"

The sturdy Noxian clenched his fists, occasionally turning his head to look inside the dark fortress - the silent and towering black mage towers, the imprint of the double-bladed axe engraved on the wall reflected a crimson light.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

The magic energy surged, dazzling rays of light bloomed in the night sky, and one after another, the flares like small suns exploded over the plain in front of the fortress, completely dispelling the hazy and dark night, and reappearing the clear sky during the day.

The sturdy Noxian quickly looked at the black wave that the gnoll soldiers turned into, and calculated the best attack range.

"Three hundred steps, projectile!"

However, before he could issue an attack order, on the high platform of the city wall not far from him, hundreds of steel heavy crossbows glowing with metallic radiance made a harsh and sharp roar.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The steel heavy crossbow exploded, and a sharp iron heavy crossbow pierced the air, leaving clearly visible traces of the air breaking, and disappeared on the high platform of the city wall.

The next moment!

Eye-catching crimson blood flowers bloomed in front of the front row of gnoll soldiers. Fist-sized steel crossbow arrows instantly pierced through the armor, wrapped in flesh and bone slag, and continued to tear the gnoll soldiers behind them until a bloody road was ploughed. Dissipate the power of terror.

The first round of heavy crossbow shooting, like a clean and tidy eraser, gently wiped away the stains on the drawing board, directly wiping away the life breath of a large number of gnoll soldiers.

Unfortunately, compared to the overwhelming black tide, the slaughter of the steel heavy crossbow drowned the tide, and countless gnoll soldiers would immediately top the blank array and continue to move towards the fortress.

They have long lost their normal fear of being blessed with divine arts, and only the desire to kill fills their minds.

In the face of the terrifying slaughter of the steel heavy crossbow, there was no sign of retreating, and all the gnoll soldiers charged without fear.

"Target, northwest direction!"

"Three hundred steps, indiscriminate projection!"

The stout Noxian seized the opportunity to slaughter with the heavy crossbow, waved his arms brazenly, and roared loudly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The bowstring sounded faintly, one after another, countless arrows covered the illuminated night sky, and then poured down like a torrential rain, covering the lineup of gnoll soldiers.

In an instant, the black tide was filled with sticky blood flowers, gorgeous and suffocating.

The three hundred paces before the Fortress of Forsbarrow became an absolute death zone, where countless gnoll soldiers were filled with arrows and slumbered forever.

Even if a gnoll soldier breaks through the range of the arrow, he will taste the power of the steel heavy crossbow again.

The Noxian archers and the Iron Crossbow Legion joined forces to create a scene like hell.

Spilling blood, wailing in pain, white bones, and death ripples in waves of arrows.

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At the back of the high platform of the city wall, huge metal monsters stood quietly on the gray stone ground, with their deep muzzles facing the camp of the Kingdom of Besilik.

Bright lights are scattered, and the mottled colors refracted by the rune-engraved mechanical metal.

"Lord Singed, we..." The researcher of alchemy technology looked at the dead area in front of the city wall, restrained his inner desire to fight, and stepped forward to ask.

The Iron Glass City, located under the winding ravines and canyons around Piltover, is not a quiet place. It also has countless interests and contradictions, filling the huge underground area, and there will always be people in a lane somewhere Mouths and passages cost lives.

Alchemy technology researchers, as a member of Zaun, grew up in an environment that made them not afraid of any battle, and even the modified parts of their bodies were born for battle.

Singed waved his hand gently, and his bloodshot eyes showed fanaticism, but he was not swept away by the bloody war in front of him.

He also joined the army in the invasion war that shook the continent of Valoran, and used alchemical potions to cause terrifying damage.

"This is not the time for us to shoot, keep waiting!"