The Master Behind the Scenes Starting from the Twin Cities

Swish!

Dark clouds covered the sky, and drizzle slowly fell.

On the busy streets of Piltover, gentlemen and ladies held umbrellas, trying not to let their expensive handmade clothes get soaked by water.

"What a damn weather, it never rained before, why is it so frequent these two days." The law enforcement officer standing on the street complained.

"Okay, okay, it's better than going to war with Zaun, let it rain, it's rare for us to be so idle." The companion next to him said.

His companion seemed to think of the mourning meeting of his colleagues a few days ago, with sadness on his face.

"I hope there will be good weather tomorrow." The law enforcement officer sighed.

The magnificent barrier.

This is the border between Noxus and Piltover, and the mountains divide the two places.

And now, there is a legion of black and green heavy armor marching. Facing the steep mountain road, they seem to be walking on flat ground. The whole team is terribly quiet, as if there are no tired undead, only the sound of footsteps as they march.

In front of them, there was a 4-5 meter tall axe-wielding strong man, who was savagely climbing over the mountains to clear the way for the troops behind.

And behind him, two tall figures in armor were also marching quickly.

This army was not large in size, but it had made great achievements in the Empire. The Empire's most powerful shield-Reser garrison.

"General Imistan, we are about 100 miles away from Piltover." The general who was later said, with some hesitation in his tone.

"General Grens, are you homesick? We are about to fight the strongest wizard in the Empire. It is our honor to serve His Majesty." Imistan said coldly.

"No, my will is very firm. Branning has just been promoted to the commander of the Gate of Sorrow garrison, and now is the time for me to repay. However, we should not choose to cross the magnificent barrier, which takes more time and will be exposed before reaching Piltover." Grens expressed his thoughts.

He never hesitated to be loyal to the emperor of the Empire.

It was the Emperor who made the Grans family sit in the position they are in today. He will repay it with his death and do everything to the best of his ability.

Especially not long ago, his son Branning, who made him the most proud, was personally awarded the title of commander by the Emperor.

He is still waiting to go back to attend the family banquet for his promotion. When his son grows up, he can take over his burden and continue to serve the Emperor.

"There are two ways from the Empire to Piltover. The most cumbersome one is to cross the Grand Barrier, which is the most difficult barrier to cross in the southern territory of the Empire. And after crossing it, there is an endless plain. In normal wars, doing so is a taboo."

While walking, Imistan added:

"You should be talking about another route, going east along the Rocklund Plain, taking the foot of the Grand Barrier and the seaside path, so there is no need to cross the mountains."

Grans nodded slightly. He didn't understand why he didn't go that way. That path is more hidden and can go directly to Piltover.

They didn't consider going by water or air. The Reiser Garrison was not good at water and air combat. If they were discovered, they would be sitting ducks.

Imistan sneered and held the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly:

"I used to be his subordinate and I know his strength very well. If we go along the coast, there is no way we won't be discovered. By then, the entire Reiser Garrison will be swept into the sea by him."

Grens understood and nodded after pondering:

"So the place where we will fight is on the plain north of Piltover. There are no rivers, lakes or seas there."

"That's right, notify them to speed up the march and cross the magnificent barrier today." Imistan said coldly.

"Yes!"

Immortal Fortress.

The cries of ravens echoed in this ancient fortress with a long history. I don't know when, the low houses and wall beams like fortresses were full of black crows.

They all had three pairs of scarlet eyes, looking neatly at the towering building in the center of the Immortal Fortress. That was the emperor's bedroom, which still belonged to the current Majesty, Darkwill.

Or perhaps, the reflection in those scarlet eyes was the actual controller, a mysterious society called the Black Rose.

The sky seemed to become even darker, as if a pair of huge raven wings covered the sky.

In the blink of an eye, all the crows flapped their wings in unison, rushing towards the sky above the Immortal Fortress like a tide.

Everyone unconsciously put down their work and looked at the ravens covering the sky, as if a low and emotional voice sounded in their hearts:

"The Empire is above everything!"

The ravens made louder notes and rushed towards the highest point of the Immortal Fortress in unison.

At the same time, soldiers in black and red armor appeared on the street, led by a slovenly man with a strange smile holding two flying axes, occupying various important roads of the Immortal Fortress.

Until then, all Noxian people realized that the sky of the empire had changed!

Almost at the same time, changes also occurred on the border of Noxus.

In the North Front Legion Camp, Darius, the North Front Commander, wearing heavy armor and holding a giant axe, stood at the entrance of the snow-covered military camp.

The giant axe was dripping with blood, and the white snow under his feet was stained red with blood. Not far away were several beheaded soldiers. His bloodthirsty eyes swept over the Noxian soldiers in the camp:

"Without my order, no one is allowed to step out of the camp!"

In the eastern camp, the private army of Midalda's family took over the outer defense of the legion's garrison. All attacks on Ionia stopped and changed to a defensive line.

In the southern camp, Du Kecao looked at Katarina who suddenly appeared in the main seat of the tent, his eyes flickering and he didn't know what he was thinking.

His daughter seemed to be a little different from before.

"By the order of Lord Trifarion, stop the war." Katarina held the blade with her hand, staring at her father.

"Maybe I made the right choice. I like your eyes now. Before the Immortal Bastion announces the result, the southern legion will not make any move."

Du Kecao's mouth suddenly smiled:

"Talon, pass on my order."

"Yes!"

A low voice sounded beside him, and then a black shadow flashed out of the tent.

At the same time, the army loyal to Darkwell on the western front seemed to realize something. But because the Reiser garrison was transferred away, they were facing a fierce counterattack from Demacia.

This counterattack was led by the new sword captain of the Fearless Vanguard, Garen Crownguard. The Crownguard family has always been the strongest general family in the Kingdom of Demacia.

Garen rushed to the front line of the war with a giant sword in hand and the shield formation of the Fearless Vanguard. He and his comrades shouted "Demacia" together, dragging all the Western Front Legions of the Empire into the quagmire of war and unable to escape.

At least, in the short term, the Western Front Army could not even retreat.

Otherwise, it would be a rout.

It was also at almost the same time.

Meredith Castle on Felor Island had disappeared, leaving only a deep pit.

And at the Noxian Embassy in Piltover. I don't know when Ryan's figure disappeared, leaving only Orianna in charge of the embassy, ​​and Seraphine assisted from the side to handle all the trivial matters of the embassy and Piltover.