The expected battle came as scheduled. One night passed, the Sentinels of Light repelled a total of three surprise attacks from human soldiers. After the battle, the Sentinels of Light also lost more than a dozen men, and for the first time there were casualties in the team.
Lester, who was ready for everything, set up his position and summoned Janna.
Syndra is stationed outside the tent, and the legion is looked after by Misha.
Staring at Janna who was ready to cast the spell, Lester said softly.
"We can start now. If it doesn't work, we'll use that method again."
Her fair face was stained with a touching blush. Janna nodded and began to mobilize her spiritual power.
"Huhu..."
Outside the windless tent, a white spiritual wind visible to the naked eye hovered in the air, gradually expanding to all directions, forming a powerful airflow.
Under the gaze of the soldiers, the airflow quickly spread to the junction of the dark mist and the holy light.
"It's blowing! It's really blowing!"
The spiritual wind shone with crystal light, and the stubborn mist like a swamp retreated like a tide, and the sight soon spread to a place thousands of meters away.
"Let's inspire the Holy Stone Compass together!"
Darkness, who was sitting on the ground, held up the dazzling holy stone compass and began to use the holy stone compass in his hand to trace the traces of Rachen's magic.
One thousand meters, two thousand meters, three thousand meters...
The holy white light formed by the holy stone compass soon caught up with the spiritual wind that drove away the dark mist. It entangled in the gaps of the spiritual wind like the spirit of light, and spread to the surroundings together with the spiritual wind.
In the tent, Lester sighed, gently hugged Janna, whose figure was fading down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and peeled off the half-covered fruit skin like playing the strings of a harp.
No matter how many times she is played with, Janna will remain as young and innocent as ever. In Lester's eyes, Janna is like a talking milk-white pudding.
With a cry, Janna almost dispersed the spell.
"Don't force yourself, relying on me is nothing to be ashamed of."
Hearing the undisguised clouds and rain of Wushan in the tent, Sindra, with a red face, strengthened the soundproofing magic to avoid any bad effects.
With the help of Lester, the expansion speed of the purifying wind suddenly accelerated, and soon it carried the detection light of the Holy Stone Compass across the Knockland military camp. The holy light, which had been unresponsive, broke away from the purifying wind and fell.
On top of the shield that is isolated by the micro-formation.
After this, the first strange markings appeared on the Sacred Stone Compass.
Seeing that the purifying wind had no intention of stopping, Darkness continued to guide the Holy Light, looking for other suspicious targets. Soon a towering main castle in the city appeared on the trajectory of the Holy Light, forming a formation on the Holy Stone Compass.
The second Holy Light Mark.
At this moment, a dark green lightning appeared out of thin air and struck Darkness straight.
"Little mouse, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
With a sneer, Misha pulled out the Starfire Talisman Blade and struck it twice. The first sword struck out the black magic lightning that could annihilate the soul like a raging flame. The second sword struck at the meditation formation formed by the Sentinels of Light, hitting it accurately.
A piece of twisted air.
Under the watchful eyes of the sentinels of light, a skeleton-like underworld mage holding a black staff appeared less than two meters away from him. His withered cloak spontaneously ignited without fire, and the skeleton man also became a
A pinch of black ash.
I don’t know if the people of the Underworld Army chose to give up the attack. Until the purifying wind dissipated, Darkness and the Sentinel of Light were not attacked again.
After opening his eyes and successfully completing the task, Darkness wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The death threat that followed him had not completely dissipated, making the man's body feel chilly.
"Thank you sir for your life-saving grace."
Misha shook her head and asked casually.
"It's your duty. There's nothing to be grateful for. Is your mission going well?"
Holding the precious stone plate, Darkness affirmed.
"I have determined the direction. Please rest assured, sir, we will never get lost again."
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"Our position has been exposed. Even I can't eliminate the Holy Light Mark with special power in a short time. Bean, this will become the main battlefield next."
Lobito glanced calmly at the thousands of high-quality soul jars in the barracks warehouse. These jars containing high-quality soul energy were all extracted from the soul furnace by him. When he thought about the upcoming battle,
These soul energies will become consumables for resurrected mortals, and I can't help but feel a little painful in my heart.
If they are not familiar with the price of firewood and rice, these warriors who only know how to fight will never understand what these pure souls can do.
"How are you going to fight this battle?"
Bean Faron, who was sitting quietly on the square stone, stood up and looked down at the archmage who was two heads shorter than him. Even if the other person was the red man in front of the monarch, he was not afraid.
His master gave him the command of the Netherworld Legion instead of Lobito, which is enough to explain everything.
"Since the 'killing tactics' arranged by Mr. Lobito have lost their meaning, what is left is naturally war, a real war that belongs to the strong and will end until death."
"Everyone! Form a defensive formation on the spot and kill the enemy with all your strength!"
After following the Holy Stone Compass in circles for half a day, the dark fog that had been calm for a long time finally began to boil. Tens of thousands of human soldiers rushed out of the dark fog and attacked the soldiers of the Emerald Territory from all directions.
The lives of these human beings have been eroded by the underworld into a skinny and dying state. The bodies strengthened by the magic of the underworld are stronger than before, retaining the memory of fighting as humans. The soldiers are like a tide, attacking the Sentinels of Light without fear of death.
defensive formation.
The battle reached a fever pitch in an instant.
"Sindra is responsible for the front army, Misha is responsible for the rear army, Master, you and the Dark Guard are responsible for the two wings, and continue to advance while guarding the front!
Everyone, there is no need to hold back."
"clear!"
After everyone left, Lester picked up the soul-capturing bow with a stern look.
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The splendid magic and holy light ruthlessly tore apart the semi-ghostly cursed body. The broken swords and arrows pierced the living flesh, thirsting for hot blood.
The living and the living dead blended together, like incompatible water and fire, and instantly annihilated into mist.
Except for roars and murderous intent, any language seems particularly pale here,
If you want to survive, you can only wave your weapons, release magic, and kill all enemies in front of you at all costs.
This is a cruel battlefield, a battlefield where destructive magic can be released wantonly. Any tenacious life worthy of praise will be meaninglessly lost on this meat grinder-like battlefield, just like a dead dog that no one cares about on the roadside.
Here, only the strong are qualified to breathe.
And she is the strong one, a humanoid weapon crafted by her teacher.
Sure enough, destruction is the true meaning of magic.
Using the dark element ball to support her body, she quickly flew to the front of the legion. Syndra took a deep breath to regain her composure before casting the spell. Even so, there was some abnormal blush on the woman's face.
"Feel the boundless fury of the elements!"
Raising the staff of 'Lester's Love', an enhanced rune array flashed from the magic crystal of the staff, covering a kilometer range in the blink of an eye. The dark purple clouds directly changed the dark green environment.
At this moment, Syndra chose to release the accumulated mana in her body without reservation. The free dark elements were connected to and repelled each other, just like the chain reaction before the nuclear explosion, jumping repeatedly on the edge of stability and out of control, and soon...
It formed an airtight storm of dark elements,
The energy with an incalculable upper limit tore the boundary between the material realm and the elemental realm. The dark elemental storm brewing in the sky suddenly appeared with boundary-breaking thunder. The space cracks like the scars of the world gradually expanded, and finally reached a point where even the material realm could not bear it.
the point.
When the destructive power reached the upper limit of the space, Syndra waved her staff and looked at the living dead soldiers with eyes that were neither sad nor happy, like a god who had sent down the punishment of world destruction.
"Annihilate, scum."
After the words fell, endless dark elements fell like raindrops from thunderclouds with a radius of hundreds of miles. The seemingly light and silent purple raindrops hit the ground, but they directly flattened the ground, bringing with them the tens of thousands of charging living dead soldiers.
disappeared in the sound of bubbles,
There were no scenes of flesh and blood flying, and there were no cries of pain. Everything was annihilated in the high concentration of dark element energy in a ten thousandth of a second. The living dead soldiers who were fighting fiercely with the light sentinels just now were like
It was like it had never existed before, and even the souls that were preparing to return to the soul pot for resurrection were directly destroyed by the ravages of the boundary-breaking power.
However, ten meters in front of the outermost Bright Sentinels, a deep pit with a depression of more than ten meters and spanning a thousand meters appeared. The incomprehensible magical power caused the Bright Sentinels to shut down immediately, and even forgot that they were on the battlefield.
superior.
It wasn't until Syndra used magic to pull the collapsed horizon back to the feet of the Sentinels of Light that any soldiers reacted.
"Is this an illusion? Now! Is this my illusion? Am I not awake yet?"
"Did you pee?"
"Ah? It's a little wet. It seems like you peed."
"If you still wet the bed at such an old age, it seems like you really haven't woken up...otherwise I wouldn't be able to wet the bed."
"Okay! Let's go quickly. Just pee. Don't make fun of military orders. You don't want to make Sir Syndra unhappy, right?"
Just as Syndra opened the way forward, Misha, who was holding the Star Fire Talisman Blade, was not to be outdone, and slashed out a series of star flame sword lights with more than a dozen swords.
The arc-shaped sword glowed with scorching divine light, burning tens of thousands of pursuers into ashes like cutting wheat. The domineering astral artifact directly destroyed the souls of the dead. The souls of the dead who died under the Starfire Talisman Blade also lost their recovery.
Qualifications.
"Isn't it just to deal with a few little mice, but why do you need to mobilize an army like this?"
Glancing at Syndra in front of the army, Misha clicked her tongue and waved her holy wings to quickly glide towards the right wing of the military formation.
Unlike the light sentries in the front and rear formations, the light sentries on the two wings and the four hundred dark guards on the outermost side truly experienced the pain of fighting the underworld army.
No matter how many times he was chopped down, whether his head was chopped off or his limbs were amputated, the soldier who fell to the ground would always come back to life in the dark green light. Each resurrection seemed to be accompanied by some incomprehensible enhancement. The living dead
The soldiers' withered bones, flesh and limbs gradually became fuller.
Master, who was on the right wing, had swung his sword countless times. The armor and two-handed sword on his body were getting heavier and heavier, but the number of enemies did not seem to decrease at all. Looking around, the other Dark Guards also revealed their tiredness.
If ordinary enemies could still get health replenishment through killing, the situation in front of him was different. Killing these undead soldiers consumed real energy, and he did not get any health feedback at all. It was no different from killing a skeleton.
I don’t know why, but even the invincible holy stone weapon in the hands of the Bright Sentinel can only delay the enemy’s chance of resurrection. The Bright Sentinel is powerful, but there are too many enemies, so it is impossible to cover everything.
In just a few breaths, the defense line formed by the Dark Guards was broken through by the living dead soldiers. The dense undead did not deal with the Light Sentinels, but swarmed in, surrounding the Dark Guards like coastal rocks, and collided with each other under the congestion.
Together, the Dark Guard didn't even have room to swing his sword.
"Fifty steps back! Break out of the encirclement!"
Seeing that more than twenty Dark Guards had been pierced through the holes in the armor by the increasingly powerful living dead, Master roared with red eyes and took the lead in activating the unique enchantment skill of the armor stomach.
Under Master's order, more than a hundred Dark Guards turned into bloody heavy tanks and retreated back. The indestructible magic steel heavy armor smashed all the enemies along the way, and finally returned to the main force with difficulty, avoiding being attacked from both sides.
threats.
Master's eyes were filled with tears as he watched dozens of undead soldiers drag the Dark Guard who had fallen to the ground into the mist, and even refused to leave the body behind.
Just as he was about to charge again to rescue the plundered corpse, Master raised his head, and a sword-shaped flame descended from the sky, piercing the darkness and bringing light.
The scorching holy fire tore through the underworld mist, purified the undead it touched along the way, and instantly ignited those undead who were dragging the bodies of the dark guards.
In the astral holy flames, the dead of the Dark Guard were melted together with the heavy armor of magic steel, and their bones were turned into ashes.
Seeing this, Master and the other dark guards cast a grateful look at Misha.
They have seen how these enemies of the underworld will desecrate the living and the corpses. Compared with being insulted by those despicable rats of the underworld, it would be better to die in Noxus in the flames.
Nodding in response to the soldiers' gratitude, Misha drew her sword a few more times. It wasn't until the army of the living dead receded like a tide that Misha turned to the left,
When they arrived, the left wing had already been leveled by Syndra. This time the method seemed to be more 'soft'. Except for the fact that the magic tide was so violent that it was impossible to release magic other than dark element magic, it did not cause much movement.
Noticing Syndra's gaze, Misha smiled in the tone of an old-timer.
"As a newcomer entering the battlefield for the first time, you did quite well."
