Under the night, the cold light reflected on the armor.
The moon tonight is particularly cold, as if it is about to freeze one's knees. There are many ghosts in the dense forest. The originally ordinary old trees are slowly becoming weird and terrifying, as if human faces are about to emerge from the tree trunks.
Come.
More and more ghosts are running out of Hades, creating appalling and terrifying bloody nights. Countless people have died, becoming nutrients for Hades and turning into cornerstones to consolidate this new world.
Darius felt like he was walking on the road of death. The further he went, the closer he was to the deep and dark death.
No matter how strong your will is, you will gradually be unable to avoid the erosion of ghosts.
Everyone's breathing was becoming heavier, and the thought of not being able to get out of the night slowly occupied their minds.
Hostility came from all directions, and black air that could not be detected by thousands of enemies seeped into their bodies.
The eyes of the guard behind Darius were red, and the scene in front of him was distorted. In his eyes, black horns sprouted from Darius's head, and his whole body was bathed in black and red blood, and then the scarlet ghost eyes slowly
Turn around and look.
"Ah!" He exclaimed in surprise and immediately slashed with his knife.
Because he had fled here from the imperial capital, he had already faced too many monsters, and attacking had almost become his instinct.
"Clang!" The swords and axes clashed.
Darius only twisted his body slightly and blocked the attack with the ax on his shoulder. Mud flew up under his boots. It was obvious that the two men were fighting without mercy.
Before anyone else could ask, someone in the team suddenly drew their weapons and started attacking without distinguishing between friend and foe.
Darius' heart suddenly sank.
There is a monster nearby that can affect the minds of thousands of enemies!
I don’t even know how long this effect lasted!
"Use the purification technique quickly..." Before he could finish his words, a chain suddenly came out from the darkness and tightly wrapped around Darius's neck.
"I've finally waited for you, my little cutie."
Silas pulled the chain, making a rustling sound. The next moment, he suddenly appeared beside Darius, and his fist burning with black and red soul flames hit Darius in the face.
superior.
"boom!!!"
Darius groaned and flew backwards for dozens of meters, then hit a stone hard, knocking it out into dense spider web-like cracks.
As Silas appeared, hidden in the darkness, the ghosts who were also peeping at this group of sweet blood-eaters immediately swooped forward and competed with each other.
The scene turned into a mess. Silas casually tore off an outstretched arm and raised his head to drink the blood.
The blood stimulated the energy in his body to become more active, his eyes burned with red embers, and he stepped on the living creatures and came wailing.
His entire arm shriveled up in the blink of an eye. He smacked his lips in satisfaction and stopped competing with the ghosts for food. Instead, he strode towards Darius.
Draven shouted loudly, but because he was haunted by ghosts, he couldn't come to help.
"Uh...ah!"
Darius stood up with his battle ax on his back, the wound on his cheek oozing with blood.
His giant ax swept across, swinging away the probing chains.
The blood-colored image turned into a ferocious lion, clinging to the axe, roaring wantonly.
"clang!"
Darius roared angrily, swung his battle ax in a circle, and moved forward without sacrificing his body.
Silas pulled the chain, causing the chain attached to the lich's magic power to fly up and down like a spiritual snake.
Darius has no magic power, so a large part of his talents are useless, but just the ability of the lich is enough!
Taking advantage of Darius's time to deal with the chains, he chanted a spell, and the ancient witchcraft suddenly took shape.
The beautiful and cold light patterns wailed and bounded away from Darius.
Darius's eyes widened and he quickly stepped aside.
"Want to run away? It's not that easy!"
Silas controlled the chain and the light patterns at the same time, and his body simultaneously shattered into smoke and shrouded Darius.
Darius felt a sudden crisis, and his heart seemed to be clutched.
He had a premonition that if he was caught in the light pattern, his skin would peel off even if he died!
"Roar!"
The bloody lion roared, firmly protecting him in the center.
"Kill everyone!"
Countless ax shadows were wrapped in bloody energy and slashed out. For a moment, even Silas's smoke could not get close. Darius tore off his red cloak and threw it towards the unknown light pattern witchcraft.
This cloak was a magical item with protective capabilities, but at this time, he did not hesitate to treat it as a disposable item.
The light pattern hit the cloak and suddenly turned into a ferocious mouth, swallowing it in one gulp.
There was a sudden sound of shattering glass in the air, and the cloak was tightly wrapped in light patterns and torn into countless pieces in the blink of an eye. The torrent of broken energy exploded, destroying the surrounding trees.
Darius seized the opportunity to escape from a certain death situation and jumped back into the team.
At this time, a ray of cyan light swayed down, and in the starlight, everyone's eyes returned to clarity.
"Thank you, Luo Xi." Darius turned to a middle-aged woman and said, "Help me add a few more buff magics, the opponent will be a bit tricky."
"good!"
The woman's face was solemn, and she waved her wand without hesitation, pouring the remaining magic power into Darius' body.
Even the hands of Noxus feel troublesome evil spirit!
The team that regained consciousness quickly gathered into a battle formation and established a firm foothold.
But even so, they suffered unprecedented losses!
At least five team members were dismembered into pieces and dragged away and eaten by different evil spirits.
There was the oozing sound of chewing in the darkness, and the roar of satiated demons.
"Kill all enemies. Then move!" Darius gave the order in a hurry to prevent anyone from trying to disperse and escape.
He put on the glow of magic, picked up his battle ax and continued to face Silas.
Silas laughed mockingly, and the magic stone chain was filled with shining magical energy, turning into thunder and striking down.
Darius roared towards him, and the bloody lion roared towards the thunder.
Darius's use of the ax is superb, and the form and meaning he comprehends are also extremely powerful. Otherwise, it would be impossible to compete with the "Power of Demacia". Without the blessing of witchcraft, Silas may not be able to defeat him!
Silas's eyes were full of brilliance. He also coveted the "Xingyi" that warriors practiced, because that was a power that he could not steal.
Darius' ax contains the purest killing power. Even a lich would tremble when faced with a battle ax wielded with all his strength. This is the oppressive power of form and intention!
With the blessing of magic, Darius briefly gained the confidence of a tough lich. The two of them fought so hard that the ground cracked and all the trees hundreds of meters away were broken.
Silas greedily learned Darius' techniques. Without the help of magic, he would not even be able to use the chain to effectively attack, but he had the advantage of being good at learning.
Ever since his disastrous defeat against Chai Anping, he has been consciously making up for his weaknesses.
Drawing nutrients from these strong human beings is his way!
It's a pity that Darius's men quickly stabilized their position, leaving him no time to learn slowly. He could only roughly absorb it and then make a quick decision.
He suddenly took the initiative to withdraw his defense and let Darius hit him on the shoulder with the axe. Then he closed his arms and firmly grasped the axe, preventing it from leaving.
Darius immediately felt bad, but it was already too late to react!
The ax was firmly embedded in Silas' body, but not even a drop of blood came out.
The bloody lion was caught by Silas, who forcibly turned it into black and red ashes and flew away.
"Witchcraft·The Binding of Ghost Hands!"
The witchcraft circle that Silas secretly arranged while moving was instantly activated, and the ground instantly turned into a dark quagmire. Hundreds of ferocious hands flew out and grabbed Darius tightly.
Each hand was a seal, and Darius lost control of his body before he could abandon the axe.
Silas walked closer and whipped Darius on the head.
"You have such a good body, I don't even want to dedicate you to my king, ha!"
Darius groaned, leaving blood on his head and soaking into his eyes.
"Darius!"
In the battle formation, Draven's eyesight was splitting, and he was about to charge at all costs, but the commander of the battle formation was the first to give the order: "Charge!!!"
Before the soldiers die, how can it be that the general dies first?
The Cuilifa Army will never be short of blood!
Form and meaning are intertwined with each other, and resonate with each other because of the same level of will. At this moment, an astonishing momentum breaks out.
"charge!!!"
Draven rushed over, and the two flying axes merged into one and he threw them wildly.
The flying ax whirled and cut off nearly ten ghost hands before being stopped by the ghost hands and dragged into the dark quagmire.
The commander was horrified, but still ordered the charge.
The mage tried his best to create a smooth path for these ten thousand enemies to directly take the enemy general's head.
The unique bloodiness of soldiers was fully revealed at this moment. In order to attack, these mages even gave up their own protection, but tried their best to squeeze out the last drop of magic power and put it into offensive spells.
The scorching flames burned, the howling wind swept up countless fallen leaves, and patches of earth walls rose up in the black swamp...
Unexpectedly, Silas laughed again. He clasped his palms together and shouted loudly: "Witchcraft·Blood of Black Marsh!"
The black swamp like a shadow spread instantly. Among all witchcraft, Silas has the highest talent for understanding "water", and the Styx is very compatible with witchcraft, so when he uses magic like "Black Swamp"
When it comes to law, its power is often far beyond ordinary!
He had deliberately suppressed the range of the formation before, just to seduce this group of people into being fooled.
Everyone immediately fell into the black swamp, and countless black ghost hands rose into the sky like blocking the sun. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but reveal despair.
Even the ghosts and monsters had escaped from the area covered by the Black Swamp, and they only dared to wander anxiously back and forth outside the Ghost Hand Jungle, roaring angrily.
Silas looked over faintly, a pair of ghost eyes were ferocious and terrifying, and he suddenly shouted: "Shut up, everyone!"
The lich's aura was vented out without any concealment, and the ghost became more and more frightened. It roared a few more times and then disappeared quickly.
"Okay, everyone...it's a long night, and I still have plenty of time to prepare gifts for my king!"
"Congratulations?"
Suddenly, a sneer came from outside the forest. This was a sound that was somewhat familiar to Silas.
Then he saw dozens of cans of silver-white reagents being thrown into the sky, followed by a burst of gunfire, and silver barrages accurately detonating all the reagents.
Then, the holy flame poured down.
With agile steps, Lucian rushed between the holy flame and the ghost hand, holding the holy spear alone, and boldly entered the scene with the will of revenge!