Halfway through the night, the moon gradually receded from mid-heaven to the west. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The wee hours of the morning are the easiest time to feel tired and relaxed, but at this time there is a shadow, flowing between the calm tides of the still night, stepping on the shallows and the reefs that are only slightly exposed to the water, little by little approaching the location of the black sail ship, and the cold blue magic light flowing into the wind is hidden in the dark night.

Planck's car was ten stories high, something that had never been seen in Ionia before, but it had no roots and no foundation, and it miraculously floated on the sea.

She whispered into the thick hull, her seductive eyes allowing the drunken sailors to reveal the location of the captain's quarters.

As luck would have it, she had also heard that Planck had drunk a dozen cans of rum today.

She quietly approached the captain's quarters, her cloak obscuring all her inhuman features, and she took a deep breath outside the door, her fingers rubbing against the handle of her knife.

The rest was on her own.

Across the door, the red-haired woman sat on a huge table with her legs folded, playing with a short knife in her hand, and her angry Scar's left eye narrowed with interest.

"Here we are."

She pushed the drunken pirate captain in her hand, and Planck grabbed a fresh citrus and held it in his hand, crushing it with brute force, splashing the juice and moving it to his mouth to munch as if he were nibbling on a chicken leg.

But soon, the drunkenness was gone, and Planck raised a pair of fierce vulture-like eyes and smiled lightly.

……

Beyond the shores of Ionia, several converted pirate ships were sailing with the waves, and ordinary ships could not sail so fast - even if Ionia secretly sent out a scouting boat, they would not have been able to spot the fleet that had been dormant so far away, and was now rapidly heading for Planck's front line.

The black crystal was pushed into the furnace, and the huge steam engine burst out with strong power, and the water vapor with the smell of black magic rushed into the sky, forming a haunting black cloud in the sky.

Inside the huge ship, the Noxian soldiers were waiting in the cabin, only the middle-aged man sat in the captain's room, his eyes closed, his breathing was light and steady, obviously the breath of a person with excellent physical fitness. He was dressed in black, with the outline of his armor faintly revealing under the coat, and a huge bright red cloak hanging from the hanger next to him.

Only the generals of Noxus have such a cape, and every one of them is a bloody Grim Reaper who is famous on the battlefield.

Now everything is going according to plan, perfectly. Tomorrow we will arrive on the east coast of Ionia and pour into that land.

In the Ionian style, all the people in the afflicted area must be evacuated to form a blank buffer, and then emissaries will be sent to negotiate peace with the pirates.

They are never short of money, they only fear that the existing order will be disrupted by the disruption.

The army of Noxus will land there, slicing like a steel knife into the heart of the island before the Ionians thought it was just pirate raids.

He opened his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to really dare to appear in front of me, I thought you would hide forever, at least for all the years I held power."

"Black roses never really wither." A bewitching woman appeared in front of him, with dark blue hair, a pale gold tiara on top of her head, and a purple robe with rich gold trim.

The most striking thing is the bizarre tiara, which is made up of three bands of gold like a trident, but far from being so rigid as a smooth ribbon of silk, which stretches out to the sides, to the back of the head, and ends in a place in front of the forehead, where there is a jewel of a striking red.

"It's too late to go back, LeBlanc." The man stood up, palm rubbing the snakeskin's scabbard.

"I was just going to say something like that to you." "If you give up Ionia, you can hold it for decades, Du Kecao." ”

She called the man by his name, and just saying the name made it seem like a bloody breath rushed straight above her head, but she didn't intend to show weakness.

"That's true." He said, but his determined gaze did not waver. "I admire your courage, witch. You're not like her, you're not like them. ”

"You never knew about LeBlanc, I have been around longer than you, more than your boss, General Darkville." She had a smile on her face, but the magic power around her was surging and condensed into a full killing move-as an ordinary magician, facing a soldier who majored in melee combat, he actually approached directly.

The magic light swelled from her body, and the energy filled the small captain's room in an instant, and a man-high magic wand appeared in her right hand, and several blue gold magic seals burst out on the body of the wand, detonating on the man's body.

The magic released by Fang Cai's step forward was free of air, like gunpowder hidden invisibly, catalyzing the power of the current spell and detonating it continuously.

Du Kekao's long sword was unsheathed, it was an incomparably sharp sword, and the air around it seemed to be sharpened into a knife, surrounding LeBlanc, and if he moved slightly, he might be injured by the fierce sword aura.

But LeBlanc didn't move, her approaching body vanished like a phantom, and the deity stood in its place as if she hadn't moved at all.

"As I said, you don't know anything about LeBlan."

The magical energy that remained in the air converged into golden chains, which appeared from Du Kekao's side, and they slowly moved, like mechanical hinges, wrapping around the man's body.

The magic quickly became unstable, cracking its surface and falling like shards of metal, disappearing into invisible energy when it fell into the air.

"Of course I know that organization, and I know you. LeBlanc. You're very different from the last, both in style and in terms of means, she will never join the War College and leave the fate of the Noxus organization in the hands of others. ”

The sword shadow in the sky tore through the chaotic golden magic light.

"She's—she's never reckless to me. Because time has given her composure and wisdom, you have inherited her power, but in the end, you are just a little girl. Du Kecao said, his light blue eyes that seemed to capture her heart. She felt a tingle in her skin as the middle-aged man with the giant sword had arrived in front of her, moving as fast as the limits of the human body, and the merciless iron hand gently grabbed her slender neck, as weak as a swan under his hand. "You and her, just like them, only this ageless face."

He whispered the name.

This made her body tremble slightly.

LeBlanc is nothing more than a magical name that has been passed down from generation to generation, the leader who has controlled the Black Rose for hundreds of years, and like the Enchantress, it is just a title. Outsiders think that there is only one title between the two, and LeBlanc is the name of the founder and the person in power, but they don't know that they are all in the mirror.

But when he blurted out her real name, she was so shocked that her whole body couldn't help but tremble violently.

At the same time, the sword stabbed into her white lower abdomen, the pain spasmed her body, and the blood was sucked by the sharp sword, entering the demonic sword body.

The body of the dead enchantress quickly transformed into a blood-drained crow, the crow's body shone with a fierce pale golden magical light, as if it was about to cause an explosion, and Du Kekao lightly threw the crow on the ground, and the crow's corpse covered the dark circle of crow feathers, and everything fell silent.

The layman will think that it is the self-destructive technique carried by the crow, and ignore that the crow feathers that fall to the ground are the real materials that constitute the magic array.

However, this scheming blow failed again.

……

Noxus, Black Rose headquarters.

LeBlan, who was in the seat, suddenly fell from her chair to the ground, her jade hand pressing tightly against her lower abdomen, as if a sharp knife had stabbed it in.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and spat on the ground with a whin.

Her seductive delicate body convulsed non-stop, and if she wanted to exert 100% of her power, the connection with the crow clone was extremely strong, and the pain fed back to her body was almost doubled.

"Still didn't hurt that guy...... Obviously, there are so many insurance means prepared. She calmed down a little, and said helplessly, her face was as pale as paper, but she showed a bitter smile, which was completely different from the usual charming smirk: "Boy in white robes, I am afraid you can't afford to repay the favors you owe." ”