On the ground, black dragons rushed towards each other. Amidst the roaring roars, cavalrymen fell down one after another, and were trampled to pieces by iron hoofs.
The Dauntless Vanguard took up the banner of attack, and Langwan's formation rushed directly towards the rear of Noxus.
The two perception mages were guarded in the center of the team early on, while the mage with superior attack power moved to the front, ready to release magic at any time.
While charging at full speed, Chai Anping directly carried Lux onto his horse and buried her in his arms. He only needed to provide a shield for the Fearless Vanguard.
And he and Galen had already rushed to the front. The black flame sword was covered with flames, and it looked like a forty-meter-long sword. With just one swing, any enemy in front could be wiped out.
Such an efficient method made Galen's eyes go straight when he saw it.
"What is this?" he couldn't help asking.
"It's just plain chopping." Chai Anping said modestly.
Galen: "..."
Originally I wanted to compete to see who could kill more enemies, but let’s forget it now!
The vanguard leader flicked his reins and rushed into the crowd with his storm sword in hand.
The Dauntless Vanguard Battalion is like the sharpest spear, stabbing directly into the heart of the Noxian people.
The bloated army system was in chaos at this time. Who would have thought that Tiana would ambush so many cavalry around the battlefield!
Noxus' top brass had too much time to care for themselves, let alone determine which team was more of a threat.
And the strongest wolf knights were also tightly restrained. They couldn't even withdraw from the battlefield when their opponents did not care about sacrifices.
The Demacian revolution begins!
The exhausted First and Third Kingdom armies gave way, and the main force that had already been prepared in the rear was like a huge rolling log, crushing towards the Noxian infantry.
The battle continued into the afternoon, and the remaining Noxian soldiers decisively threw away their weapons and chose to surrender.
When they were outnumbered one to one, they couldn't defeat the people of Demacia, let alone the current overwhelming situation.
Moreover, the Noxian army generally has a characteristic, that is, low loyalty.
Except for the troops who were raised as their own sons, these conquered ethnic groups can usually only fight against the wind. It can be said that the wind is as fierce as a tiger, and the headwind is as fierce as a tiger.
However, even if they surrendered, there were not many Noxian soldiers left on the plains, because after Demacia's main army took over the battlefield, the rate of death immediately soared.
Not to mention that there are a large number of cavalry in their rear to jointly strangle!
Chai Anping quickly killed the masters of the Noxian army with a few swords. Among the half a million troops, there were at least four or five strong men who had the ability to "defeat ten thousand people". Of course, these strong men were defeated by Chai Anping and Galen.
There is not enough to see in front of me.
Not to mention Chai Anping, the "just judgment" mastered by Galen is enough for these people to drink a pot.
Riding his horse on a small slope, he looked back at the battlefield filled with blood and densely packed corpses. This was a horrifying scene that could shock anyone.
The wind is full of the smell of blood.
The soldiers cleaning the battlefield sang sad and solemn songs of glory to bid farewell to their dead comrades.
"Ah, dear comrade, now you sleep peacefully
we have won the war
Sleep peacefully, my comrade
The Halls of Valor will remember your honor
…”
Both of them have participated in large-scale wars before, but that was in the snowy fields. Now they are witnessing their countries throwing their lives and blood for a word from the gods. They both have completely different feelings.
Sad, yet angry.
…
The Immortal Castle is the imperial capital of Noxus. The bloody king who terrorized the entire continent was once born here, but now the mark he left here has almost disappeared.
This is a great city-state. In the center of the ring city stands a tall castle that once symbolized royal power.
This magnificent building can be seen from anywhere in the city.
On the top floor of this building, several meetings on dealing with the Demacia issue have been held, and the three pillars that control this great empire are arguing endlessly.
The problem is that the empire is already planning an invasion of Ionia. If it turns its focus and attacks Demacia now, it will waste a lot of resources. Moreover, because the Demacia masons will suddenly fall silent, they have almost no control over the western part of the continent.
Nothing is known.
"According to the military report sent back two days ago, Demacia has only gathered hundreds of thousands of people... It doesn't look like they are going to attack us with all their strength."
"Demacia has always respected the so-called gods, even more respectfully than their biological parents. Jarvan III has no ability to do so in a secret way." The person who said this was Darius the Guillotine of Noxus.
Among the three people present, one is Swain, the true commander of the empire, one is Darius, the commander of the Trilifar Legion, and the other is wearing a multi-layered robe and a white mask on his face.
He is called the "faceless man", symbolizing the "deceit" in the parliament. Few people know his identity, but he can be at the highest center of power in the empire.
This was already the second time Noxus invaded Ionia. The first invasion caused heavy damage to them. Even Swain was beaten to a cripple and his left hand was chopped off by Irelia.
So this time, they will not allow themselves to fail again!
The entire empire's desire to attack is also very strong.
Symbolizing "strength" and "deceit," the two men support two-front operations and will never let go of this rare opportunity.
On the contrary, Swain was hesitant about attacking Ionia. Logically speaking, no one present hated those primitive people who respected nature more than him.
"Swain, what are you still hesitating about?" Darius asked.
"Demacia gave me a very bad feeling. I mean, the information collected by the War Stonemasons earlier, the abolition of the ban on magic, and Demacia's series of actions in Piltover... are all...
It shows that this country has exceeded our imagination.
Under such circumstances, we may not be able to bear the consequences of rashly fighting on two fronts."
Not to mention attacking Ionia or striking across the sea!
"...Then let's wait for the next military report." The faceless man said calmly: "We must discuss the results next time, otherwise we will be passive on both sides."
Swain's eyes were deep, staring somewhere unknown.
Only he knows very well that the most deadly danger to Noxus may not come from the outside, but from the inside...
That's the secret society left behind by the Pale Witch!
Black Rose!
Although he has shaved off most of the political power of the Black Rose in his continuous weakening of the nobility, this mysterious association also has a strange ability to maintain its own strength, and when it is tired, it can hand out a fatal dagger.
…
Underneath the Immortal Castle, there is the darkest place in the world, and few people can come here.
The last person to explore the underground truth was Swain, the iron-blooded leader who is now in the ascendant. Here he received the aid of the devil and regained a healthy body and devil's hands.
And today, this top-secret place sealed underground, a dark place that even LeBlanc can't reach, has welcomed a new guest.
"Fiddlesticks..."
A low, hoarse murmur sounded in the darkness.
"it's me."
A terrifying thing with an ugly shape and a ferocious face slowly walked out of the darkness. Under its shabby robes came out ferocious steel and a red-light energy core. Its ferocious fangs opened and closed as its mouth opened and closed.
Refracts red light.
In this darkness, red light is the only source of light, but it cannot spread out for more than a few meters before it is swallowed up by darkness again.
"No wonder you chose to hibernate in this place, it's such a good place...heh." Fiddlesticks waved his hand: "Why, I've already visited you and you still don't want to show up?"
"..."
A deep purple light quickly condensed, and then another ferocious monster appeared in the darkness.
The eyes of jealousy are long and narrow, looking full of malice.
His body is dark and twisted, his arms are slender, and his fingers and nails are fused into one, sharp and long.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
Fiddlesticks's eyes looking around aroused his dissatisfaction, and he waved his hand to make the darkness darker.
"That's it, that's it."
Fiddlesticks nodded solemnly, not telling Envy what he had discovered, and letting the murderous intent spread in his eyes.
"This is the Bone Temple built by Sarn Uzul, later Mordekaiser. Countless lives were executed here, and the souls of the dead were detained and tortured by him." Envy took the initiative to explain: "He has mastered it.
Ou Chenyu became a being who transcended undead magic, and once left a terror in this world far beyond our own."
"Mordekaiser... I know him." Fiddlesticks nodded, "If it were him, it wouldn't be surprising to create such a miracle."
None of them care about how much mortal blood is needed to create such a miracle. You must know that after his first resurrection, Mordekaiser not only controlled the terrifying undead magic, but also began to try to control the entire material realm.
If he hadn't been too cruel and murderous, and had been secretly supported by the protoss to target his abilities, he might have been the number one powerhouse among the powers of death.
After his death, the cursed armor that once had a soul attached to it was sealed in this isolated bone temple.
However, among them, his helmet was taken to Blessing Island and sealed in the vault where magic artifacts are stored.
When the Curse of Desolation broke out later, this helmet also added greater and terrifying power to the curse. Mordekaiser also used that escape to awaken his consciousness in the helmet and began to hibernate in the Shadow Island.
Silently reshaping Hades.
The armored body in the Bone Temple still has an extremely close connection with Mordekaiser. Of course, the world doesn't know this... No one knows that there is a violent soul dormant in the Shadow Island that can destroy the continent again.
Including the current Fiddlesticks and Envy, the most they can only guess is that Mordekaiser, who masters the Ochen language, still retains the possibility of resurrection.
"Now that you know my goal, you'd better not take advantage of it." Envy warned directly.
"Don't worry, I don't have the slightest desire for such boring things." Fiddlesticks smiled strangely: "After all, there are still so many fears waiting for me to harvest."
Jealousy silently, he also knew that Fiddlesticks would generally not be interested in this kind of thing, but it was his nature to be cautious.
Fiddlesticks turned around and said: "If your goal is only this temple, then why do you want to support such a huge country? Moreover, you have exposed your flaws and attracted a crusade from the protoss."
"I need people to work with."
When Envy heard this, he bit his nails in annoyance. He really never thought that he would offend the stars.
"So, what about the human above you who controls part of your power?" Fiddlesticks mocked.
"That was an accident!"
Jealousy's eyes flashed with a complicated divine light. As a demon, there are few beings with such intense emotions and richness as him, but he has such characteristics.
"Jerico Swain is a freak." Envy said: "He has some weird connection with the raven. It is not due to my gift. He has this ability himself! This kind of weirdness makes me pay attention.
When it comes to him, if it were you, I'm afraid the reaction would be even more intense, right?
I saw him through the raven, and he... saw me through the raven's eyes.
A curious, enviable talent, isn't it?"
"Oh?" Fiddlesticks immediately became interested after hearing this.
"Swain is very smart. He wanted to achieve a big career, so after finding me, he took the initiative to propose a deal. I agreed to his request and watched him climb to the top of the entire empire day by day... No.
Is it interesting?"
"That's not your fun!" Fiddlesticks revealed the true face of jealousy without mercy.
"That's right, that's right!"
Jealousy is a bit overwhelming: "But first, he has to have enough wealth to make me jealous, right?"
"This is an interesting way to play."
Fiddlesticks thought, then clapped his hands and praised: "Ram, you are so smart for once!"
Jealousy Demon: What the fuck?!
"If that's the case, it's a coincidence." Fiddlesticks continued the topic without waiting for Jealousy to speak: "This is also the reason why I came here to find you."
"oh?"
Fiddlesticks put away his somewhat funny tone and began to speak in a low tone: "I sensed that the 'change' was coming."
"……What?!"
Jealousy looks moving.
"Just when the righteous stars came to the country of Demacia and declared that they would attack you, the changes in the rule of heaven and humans appeared! The gears of fate were turned by themselves!"
"you mean……"
"You must take the initiative to promote this war. Even if Noxus is buried with it, you must provide me with the necessary assistance to observe changes!"
"Let the entire empire be buried with you?"
Jealous Ram's expression suddenly became excited and distorted, and the purple brilliance on his body fluctuated violently.
He gasped violently: "We are indeed demons!"
Because of jealousy, we desire destruction.
This is Ram's characteristic, and what's even more twisted is that he has now actively created and then torn it apart with his own hands.
I have to say that the devil is better at the evolution of this kind of perverted pleasure.
And what’s even more important is what Fiddlesticks claims...changes!
There are too many people who have been waiting for too long for this elusive opportunity!