Reginard felt as if his heartbeat had suddenly skipped a beat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The feeling came suddenly.

It was a heaviness that seemed to be filled with lead in the blood, and it was blocked as the blood vessels and meridians poured into the heart. He found that the imprint in his soul, the magic mark left by the nine-tailed demon fox Ahri, began to glow with a shaky light, suddenly brightening and dimming, as if the owner of the mark was in danger, or isolated by some powerful enchantment.

However, the latter case can be basically ruled out, and when he was in the forest, in order to prevent this little guy from playing tricks, Reginard tried to cast all kinds of magical enchantments on his luggage.

However, without exception, they all failed. It seems that her spiritual secret method can ignore the appearance of any magical enchantment.

Is something wrong?

Don't be fine, Ahri.

He breathed heavily, a worry that made the wise man panic, and he tried to keep his mind focused on the Noxian army on the other side of the battlements.

The Noxians began to prepare in high spirits early in the morning, and the soldiers gathered around the campfire to eat, and the aroma of the broth in the cauldron was distant and audible. The carriage was loaded with large stones and slowly drove towards the catapult, the huge throwing arm that looked as if it were the stump of a giant.

They will launch a poison gas attack today, just as he saw in the prophetic dream, the miasma will rise on the city walls, Noxus will bring new terror, the poison gas will cause chaos and panic, the sky will be full of stone bullets will obscure their sight and sight, and their warriors will take advantage of this cover and rush to the walls, the huge siege towers will be pushed against the walls, and the Noxians will climb the first wall.

His eyes were closed, his eyelids trembling, the scene from a brief dream last night, but luckily Akali's intrusion woke him up - or perhaps misfortune?

But he really didn't want to look at the miserable scene.

They pressed their throats hard, but they couldn't breathe, coughed incessantly, fell to their knees on the city wall, and were beheaded by the Noxian advance who climbed the city wall!

Reginad looked at Li Qing, who was laughing with the soldiers on the city wall, and his heart was heavy. Although he deliberately stayed up late to prepare a contingency plan, he himself was not sure if it would actually work.

Everything that is immersed in the future is unknown until it happens, even if you have mastered the secret of peeking into the future.

This is a quote that Reginald saw in the ancient secret of finding the Pupil of Destiny.

He just wanted to do his best to turn the wheel of fate a little bit.

His head began to ache again, and Reginard rubbed his temples until a sergeant standing guard next to him - it seemed to be called Buford? That "amateur" fighter from a peasant background, he made him feel much better.

"Will you fight with us today? I'm from Team Aatrox. ”

"Of course." The young magician smiled gently, though it didn't make him feel very comfortable, since he was only a junior in front of the middle-aged farmer.

However, he had become an outlier in the wizarding world according to seniority, and although he was uncomfortable, he was somewhat adapted.

"Thank you, it's a great honor to fight alongside you."

"Thank you." He replied politely.

"It seems that your image has recovered well, and you are finally back as a legendary magician, rather than a cold-blooded and ruthless and cruel instructor." Li Qing walked over with his arms crossed and made fun of him.

"Faster than I expected. But if there's a time when I need to be cold, I will. Reginard grinned.

"You're more ...... than Shen Terrible, Reginard. Li Qing said. Twilight's eyes abstain from lust in order to be impartial. And you are different, you can control the flow of emotions as you like, this is terrible, it is not easy for a person to keep all the worldly beauty out of his heart, and control their entry and exit according to his own needs, without being softened by that judgment ....... ”

"That's a very high rating."

Li Qing turned his head sideways to his answer, a sideways posture, although the blindfold made him unable to see his eyes, but Reginard knew that this old friend, if he had, must be a disdainful squint.

So he laughed out loud and changed the subject: "The previous training has made them Aatrox, Langton, and soon they will become Ionia. ”

"Then I'll see." Li Qing said, and then he himself laughed with the young magician about his inappropriate words.

"Be careful!" Reginard suddenly shouted.

Between the cracks in the city walls, he saw iron bombs with skulls painted on their skins flying up between the stone bullets - Noxus gas bombs!

"Stay out of the way!" After his shout fell, the soldiers who heard the order ducked down and hid behind the battlements, and put the masks they had distributed on their heads.

The mask painted on the hideous face obscured their faces, giving them a fierce look.

Reginald looked at the masks, his heart tightening. The future foreseen by the dream...... It's coming.

The missile, which obscured the sky and the sun, was delusional, and it stopped for half a second above the sky, and then poured down......

On the hideous fake faces of those masks, faint invisible magic patterns slowly circulated, and the iron bullets of poisonous gas were mixed between the boulders, and they landed with a bang.

Stone bullets erased the city wall section by section, and those iron gas bombs are the real protagonists today, they smashed on the city wall, although there was no destructiveness, but the wisps of poisonous gas gradually emitted from the bomb shell, like a greedy cloud, swallowing the creatures on the broken city wall.

A low cough on the wall broke the dead silence, but it was pale, but clear.

Reginald was solemn in his heart, he must ...... It must work.

The mask issued to the soldier seems to be a fierce and vicious one, but it is actually a demonic circle that filters poison gas, at least the Noxians below will not notice it for a moment - it is still an accidental inspiration from the illusion of the demon clown.

It must work. Besides, what flowed in the magic array was Karma's spiritual energy, and that pure energy should be more effective than the natureless magic power.

He waited in the green mist with bated breath, his heart almost pinched by a large hand, and his own breathing was clearly audible. He heard the smug roar of the Noxians, the siege ladders swarming up, landing on the walls, and then the sound of agile climbs to the wooden ladders.

A shout suddenly sounded over the city walls.

In the midst of the green miasma, masked Ionian warriors stood up, and the cold arrows shot away, and the terrifying grimaces on the masks loomed in the green mist churning on the city walls, looking like evil spirits crawling up from hell!

"For Ionia!"