The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

The border between Noxus and Demacia.

A giant Hexian airship quickly swept across the sky, passing through the territory of Noxus not long ago and entering the territory of the Border Buffer Kingdom.

"All cheer up and have left the empire!"

Inside the airship, the fully armed barbarian strong man looked hideous, and loudly reprimanded the soldiers under him.

They are the team responsible for the transportation of front-line strategic materials. Transmission and delivery consume too much energy. Most of the time, air and land transportation are the mainstays.

"Yes!"

In the airship command cabin, a neat and serious response came.

The barbarian strong man nodded with satisfaction, leaned against the back wall, and watched carefully through the front window of the airship.

This airship is escorted by the Sarod tribe, who, as the tribal chief, currently has 9th-level authority in the empire.

If this transportation mission goes well, the accumulated achievements and the comprehensive strength of the tribe over the years will be enough for him to be promoted to authority 8.

However, along the way, he was always a little uneasy, especially after leaving the border of the empire, he always felt that something big was happening.

"Chief!

! "

It didn't take long for the unease in Salofa's heart to be fulfilled.

Without being called by his subordinates, he stood up and looked forward with a solemn expression.

The sky in front suddenly turned dark green, and there was even the sound of resentful spirits roaring.

"Where is this place?" Salofa asked.

"Paknoda Heights to the west of Nokmachi is about 200 kilometers away from the border of Demacia." The barbarian soldiers under him said solemnly.

"Damn the underworld."

Salofa let out a roar of filial piety, and his face was a little unsightly.

The empire could not give them support in Norkmoch. In the face of a sudden attack, he didn't care whether he and others would die, but the supplies he transported.

If he remembered correctly, the adults above had specially instructed that these materials were all magic cubes used for war, and there were tens of thousands of them.

The front line was already more anxious because of the appearance of Hextech on the other side. If this batch of resources was lost, it would be enough to implicate their entire tribe.

"Diversion! South!"

Without hesitation, Salofa ordered the airship to head south.

He can only pray now that the enemy from the underworld is Norchemurch, not his small spaceship.

But when they had been flying for ten minutes, and the dark green smoke of the west was getting closer, Salofa began to realize...

The opponent's goal is himself.

"His Royal Highness Seraphine, it seems that I can no longer hear your voice in the future."

With a hint of regret on his face, Salofa raised the battle axe beside him.

The Sarod tribe is just an ordinary Freljord tribe. He can have today's status because Sarefani held a concert in their tribal magic net for some unknown purpose.

Maybe the other party was just improvising, but it gave Saloufa and the tribe an opportunity to develop.

Because he became a fan of Seraphine, he was able to start some simple business activities with Bilgewater.

And then with some of his chances, this can elevate the authority to 9 and so on.

Salofa had planned to wait for a further escalation before declaring the tribe's allegiance to Seraphine.

But now, there seems to be no chance.

Looking at the getting closer and closer to the black mist, there was a bloodthirsty look on Salofa's face:

"Brothers, tell those yin in the underworld, we are all true warriors!"

"it is good!"

In addition to the team that controlled the airship, Saloufa rushed out of the airship along with dozens of barbarian warriors armed with W10 soldiers.

The W10 individual soldiers have air combat capabilities, and Saloufa and others can take on transportation tasks, obviously they have also practiced.

As long as it wasn't a demigod, Salofa didn't think he would lose.

"hiss!

! "

A fierce battle broke out over the Paknoda Heights.

A powerful spirit of resentment crossed the border from the underworld, strangling Salofa and others.

After a while, only the scarred Salofa remained on the battlefield.

In the depths of the dark green weapon, dressed in black clothes, holding a ruined king sword, silently watching the battle below.

The remnants of those Sarod warriors drifted into his hands after death.

Under Hecarim's powerful force, Salofa only lasted for two minutes before being pierced by a spear.

"Noxus!

! "

After Salofa finally used all his strength to shout out the words, he lowered his head weakly.

And after his death, Foyego beckoned to him, and Saloufa's soul flew towards him slowly.

The dark green smoke in the sky slowly dissipated, and the sky returned to calm again. Only an airship and a group of warriors from Noxus disappeared.

Dornhold.

Ryan glanced to the east, his eyes flashed slightly, and a complex rune magic shot out of his hands.

At the same time, the entire surrounding sea area suffered.

The sea water seemed to come alive, turning into a sharp blade, strangling the surrounding resentful spirits.

In just an instant, the grievances on the west coast of Demacia were wiped out, and not a single one remained.

"How high is the probability of being able to hide it?"

The corners of Ryan's mouth were slightly raised, and he asked directly into the air.

Orianna's voice entered his mind at the right time:

"According to the calculations of the Heart of Noxus, the success rate of the plan is 67.12%."

Ryan withdrew his hand, with a little distress on his face:

"It doesn't seem that the success rate is too high, but everything that needs to be done has been done, and we can only wait for the result."

"In the calculation of the Noxian Heart, Foyego has a 23.21% probability of telling Mordekaiser." Orianna's calm voice came.

"Based on human nature?" Ryan frowned slightly.

"Based on Foyego's actions and his love for Yin Suld." Orianna replied calmly.

"Do you think there is a better way?"

Ryan smiled and heard Orianna's subtext.

Facing Ryan's question, Orianna was silent for a while, and then said directly:

"According to the calculations of the Heart of Noxus, if the collaborator is Hecarim or Kalista, the success rate is 87.12%."

"Excluding other factors that may fail, they still have a 3% chance of leaking, don't they?" Ryan said with a smile.

"Yes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Orianna agreed, "but in terms of absolute rationality, I would choose Hecarim."

Ryan laughed a little when he heard this.

Orianna's words can be expressed in another way.

In terms of sensibility, choosing Foyego has become a matter of common sense.

Compared to Hecarim, the madman who would do anything to kill, Foyego, who has love in his heart, is a better partner.

Of course, this deal was completely different for Ryan from the start.

Even if there is no plan this time, it is just one more possible variable and does not affect the whole.

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at somewhere in the sky, and a chuckle raised at the corner of his mouth.

The concentration of magic power in the underworld is now enough for him to come to the underworld.

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