Chapter831 The First Horn of the Empire Strikes Back
Roxani shook her head.
"After I discovered this, I came to you as soon as possible... I thought you might know something."
Lester stared at Roxani, his solemn gaze becoming a little strange.
"No, there's no problem, right?"
Roxani felt a little weak and shrank her head.
"I just have a guess. It will take time to verify what is going on. In short, you must not expose this ability in front of others, especially Lissandra... Forget it, I will tell her in person.
She is my woman, and as long as she still wants to get benefits from me, she will not play tricks on you a second time."
"Are you leaving?"
"I'm leaving, but I will always come back. I still need your help with the Freljord side of things... What? If you are so reluctant to leave, do you want to leave an unforgettable memory?"
"If it's normal, I, I can still accept it..."
"Okay, let's talk about it after we figure out your problem."
Lester just hugged Roxani and kissed the girl's mouth. For Roxani, this simple warmth obviously made her even more intoxicated.
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West of Dalmo Plain, Black Iron Castle War Front.
Rico Swain, who was already twenty-six years old, stood on the wall of the castle and used binoculars to observe the distance. At noon, the sun was not visible. Half of the sky thousands of miles away was always overwhelming, making people breathless. It was illusory and beautiful.
The magical brilliance is like the lost starlight in the universe, falling on the world like a curtain.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Swain would never have imagined that there was such shocking and desperate war magic in this world.
As an old saying goes, the more beautiful something is, the more deadly it is. This light curtain not only has the effect of blocking magic and isolating detection, but can also greatly weaken and affect the spirit of the intruder.
Even when staring outside the star curtain, many imperial soldiers were seriously injured. They ranged from convulsions and epilepsy, unable to speak, to the more severe ones, losing their minds and pulling out weapons to attack their comrades.
In order to combat the Star Curtain Barrier, Black Iron Fort and Dredge Fort built interference crystals respectively to prevent the Star Curtain Barrier from directly affecting the garrison. In order to prepare for war,
Putting down the binoculars, Swain let out a breath, worry appearing in his expression.
The all-out war has not yet officially arrived, but cruel small frictions are emerging one after another. He has already felt the heavy pressure. Not only him, but many imperial soldiers are afraid of unknown enemies and have a pessimistic attitude towards future wars.
From the star screen, some astral mages with shining symbols engraved on their bodies often come out. These enemies from the starry sky have powerful physiques, and are not afraid of death. They have extremely strong will to fight, and they often summon meteors, fire showers or ice and snow storms.
Waiting for extraordinary magic to cause huge damage to the Imperial Legion,
This does not include those astral mages who directly used astral magic to teleport away from the front line. According to statistics, the casualties caused by astral mages in the empire have exceeded 300,000, even with the size of the Noxus Empire
, 300,000 people is enough to be considered a strain. You must know that the last imperial census result was only 200 million people.
If the Imperial Military Headquarters had not strictly ordered the Third Army to rely on the Magic Crystal Tower to defend the Black Iron Castle and not leave the fort to fight, I am afraid that the Black Iron Castle would have suffered even more casualties.
The enemy is not a country created by mortals. In the words of the Imperial Inquisitor, the enemy of the Empire is the god of Runeterra, the giant god believed in by Targon, the master of the starry sky, and a nightmare that is superior to mortals.
Every creature in Runeterra is born to be controlled by the gods. The superior gods may not look at the ants twice, but if the gods want to let a mortal die for insignificant reasons, the mortals can only accept it silently. This has always been the case.
That's right. Imperial archaeologists have proven that at least ten great ancient magical civilizations died from disasters sent by the gods.
To the gods, mortals are nothing more than toys worth mentioning, pitiful and pathetic.
Everyone hunched their necks and muddle along. Only the empire, only Great Noxus ruled by the Holy Emperor, dared to stand up, shine a sword on the sky, roar on the star sea, and repelled the attacks of the stars more than once, letting the gods
Know that not all mortals are willing to be slaves.
As one of the top three graduates of the Friedlet Imperial War College, Swain, who knew a lot of inside information, knew how terrible his enemy was, and precisely because he knew how terrible his enemy was, he felt extremely proud of everything he had done.
pride.
If he could tear through this airtight cloudy sky, if he could return the earth to a cloudless sky, he would willingly welcome the embrace of death.
"No one can defeat Great Noxus, not even you gods."
Firming his determination in a voice that no one could hear, Swain straightened his collar and refused to waver.
"Major Swain, the commander of the Isaiah Army is going to convene an impromptu combat meeting of middle and senior officers. I hereby ask you to inform you."
"knew."
The temporary combat meeting was arranged in the main hall of Black Iron Castle. When Swain arrived at the hall, the spacious and bright hall was already filled with more than thirty chairs. All officers above the captain of the Third Army of the Empire were present.
Those with higher or lower military ranks were seated in order.
After finding the seat with his name on it, Swain sat down straightly and responded to the friendly gestures from his colleagues.
There were many people in the conference room, but there was no sign of anyone whispering to each other. Apart from necessary low-pitched conversations, only the heavy footsteps of military boots could be heard. Military discipline was extremely strict. Swain personally liked the serious style of the imperial soldiers.
Three minutes later, the imperial army commander's personal guard closed the door of the conference hall. The third army commander Isaiah sat on the front seat, slapped the top-secret military order in his hand on the table, and said straight to the point.
"The latest order from the Imperial Military Department! The first counterattack against Nuer City will be launched by the Imperial Third Army stationed at Black Iron Castle and the Imperial Eighth Army stationed at Diver Fort. It's time to give those damn bastards
Check out some color!
The Eighth Legion of the Diver Fort will march from the Ironwheel Mountains to build a magic outpost at the Spine of the Cold Wind. They will set up permanent magic cannons to suppress the enemies stationed in the ancient city of Meladia for us, and place the cannons directly on the enemies.
on the head!
The third legion and the third Black Lightning unit that came to support attacked from the Black Iron Castle and tried to launch a fierce attack on the Star Curtain from the front. They did not seek to break the Star Curtain barrier, but only wanted to buy enough time for Black Lightning's reconnaissance mage!
In addition, the Empire's Second Army and Fifth Army stationed in Forcaled have already set off and will arrive at Black Iron Castle in two months to join us in joint operations."
The magic staff standing behind Isaiah opened his palms and displayed the specific battle deployment in the form of a magic map.
"The specific actions and deployments are as follows..."
When the combat meeting ended and others hurriedly left the conference hall, Swain was still sitting in his chair, rubbing his chin and lowering his head in deep thought, looking very lost in thought.
Isaiah, who looked slightly tired, rubbed his brows and waved to Swain.
"Major Swain, come and have a drink with me."
Swain was stunned for a moment, then stood up and saluted respectfully.
"Yes, Lieutenant General Isaiah."
"The military meeting is over. You are my favorite young officer. Don't be so formal. Just chat with an old guy."
After hearing what Isaiah said, Swain returned to his normal state. Isaiah might not care about his rudeness, but he would never allow himself to be rude, not to mention that Isaiah was kind to him and was like a mentor.
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Being able to be promoted to a powerful major at the age of twenty-six is not just something that can be achieved through hard work. It is indispensable for one's own talent and the appreciation from the superiors.
The military attaché poured high-strength white wine for the two of them. Isaiah, who was already fifty years old, took the lead in raising his glass. Swain stood up flattered.
"In the future, we will still have to rely on energetic young people like you to fight the war. When we get old, we will no longer be able to do anything."
"Lieutenant General, your body is still strong. If you didn't lead the way for us juniors, I'm afraid there would be big trouble."
"Haha, Swain, you have learned to say such flattery."
"Lieutenant General, I am just telling the truth. You single-handedly promoted me. I know best how much I have learned from you."
"Come, drink this glass of wine with me! Do it for twenty more fucking years! Do it to those bastards in the sky!"
The two clinked their glasses and drank the fifty-four-degree white wine in one gulp.
There was a blush on Isaiah's face, but the mind of the strong old man was not affected in any way, and instead he became more agile in thinking.
"Speaking of which, I see that you have been deep in thought after the meeting. You might as well share your thoughts."
Swain hesitated for a moment, put down his wine glass, and asked tentatively.
"Lieutenant General, this time... besides the people from Black Lightning, does the empire have any special support?"
Isaiah was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and waved to his military attaché, who took the initiative to leave, leaving space for the two of them to communicate.
"Why do you think so?"
"I just think that the military will not let the soldiers of the empire pay casualties in vain. Being enemies with those extraordinary people puts a lot of pressure on the soldiers of the empire.
Against those enemies... we cannot win with numerical superiority, and the main body of the Third Army is still conventional infantry. Even if it is equipped with good equipment, it cannot resist the enemy's extraordinary magic. In this case, we are bound to
There will be huge casualties unless we have the same level of force."
"Without other support, do you think the military is too cold-blooded?"
Isaiah narrowed his sharp eyes like a falcon, looked at Swain and shook his head.
"Only meaningless sacrifices can be called cold-blooded. Buying time for Black Lightning's reconnaissance mage is to break through the Star Curtain Barrier later. I personally think that such sacrifices are necessary and worthwhile."
After staring at Swain for a while, Isaiah regained his smile.
"The empire needs generals like you, Swain, go ahead and don't let me down."
"Then my subordinate resigned."
Isaiah didn't say anything, but Swain knew that his teacher had said everything.
This war is definitely not that simple.
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In the star realm, the righteous star spirit Justis, who moves in the state of the astral spirit body, floats alone in the starry sky temple, feeling the astral beacon that the energy of the star realm is becoming more and more intense. A burst of starlight flashes, and the star realm signal
Another group of star spirits appeared at the target location.
Dafendel, which means guardian, comes from another star field.
Justis waited for such a long time precisely because he received the news that Dafendel was going to Runeterra.
"You can't go to Runeland. It's too dangerous for us. Tretiers is dealing with things there."
Istis's astral body was trembling violently, and her emotions seemed to be very intense.
Dafendel did not accept this trick.
"Jestis, this is the order of the Sons of the Stars. Tretiers has broken the balance of Runeterra. We must rebuild a new balance to avoid devastating disasters. This is the prophecy of the stars."
"Son of the Stars... He has recovered?"
"He has been watching Runeterra..."
Dafendel changed the subject.
"Everything has its own rules of operation, Justis, please don't stop me, just like I won't stop Tretiers and you."
As if thinking of something, Istis finally got out of the way and watched Dafendel return to his giant temple. As for what Dafendel did after returning to the giant temple, it was not something that he could know.
The somewhat irritable Castis flickered and transformed into the most commonly used Mihira form. The woman hugged her legs and sat on the jade and agate floor tiles, thinking to herself,
It seems that since the visitors from another world arrived in Runeterra, the destiny of the starry sky has changed. The long river of time flows in an unpredictable direction. Even she cannot see the future destiny clearly.
This destiny is rugged and winding, full of unfortunate twists and turns. The Son of the Stars sees it very clearly, but he just doesn't say anything and watches these spirits suffer misfortune.
The betrayal of the Moon Stars and the Burning Sun Stars, the disappearance of the Twilight Stars, the failure of the War Stars, and even He himself could not successfully recall Kyle and Morgana to the Star Realm.
Even if there is only one, he can accept it. He finally got Kyle to accept the identity of the righteous star spirit who was sent to him. After giving him power, he was abducted by the alien. Thinking about it makes him angry.
Now the guardian protoss has descended from other star realms to the universe where Runeterra is located. Generally speaking, the guardian protoss will not come to the material realm without the disaster of annihilation. In this way, Runeterra will really
Is there a disaster that even the protoss cannot suppress?
Justice let out a breath. It would be a lie to say that she has no feelings for Runeterra. After all, she has been with this special planet for tens of thousands of years. Even a piece of stone should be enough to warm it up. Otherwise, it would be a lie.
Nor will she try her best to resist the invasion of the void world.
After thinking for a long time that it was meaningless except adding to troubles, Istis decided to go find Tretiers.
