The golden glow shattered, and ten thousand golden rays of light pierced through the azure curtain, rendering the clouds in the sky, and at the same time plating the Shatar Great Plains with a layer of dazzling broken gold.

The fortress of Nuu stands on the plains.

The fortified city had long since been crumbled, most of the walls had collapsed, the watchtowers and towers had been destroyed, the blazing flames were gradually extinguished, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

The blood-red walls were full of severed limbs, kingdom soldiers, jackals, and lizardmen, mixed with black coagulated bloodstains, piled up into mountains.

From a distance, it was ugly and distorted, as if countless cold corpses were entangled, and after bearing the turbulent aftermath of the battle, they slowly merged with each other, indistinguishing each other.

Marquis Gardner walked out of the ruins of the city walls and looked up at the dawn sky with a stunned expression and a hint of disbelief in the corners of his eyes.

He especially remembered the image of the golden spear running through the sky, through the kingdom of God, through the gods, and through the gods, which was the light that brought hope, deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

"Is the projection of the Blood God Kingdom shattered like this? Along with the lizardman god Samuel Anya's doppelganger, and Yenogu... And Seth Inaik! ”

As if trying to discern the truth of the matter, the Marquis Gardiner blinked, looking at the still brilliant dawn, and a few crystalline tears slipped down his face.

"Haha...... We won!? ..........”

Strange laughter rang out, mixed with various emotions such as happiness, bitterness, and helplessness, and finally the Marquis Gardner lowered his head and inadvertently wiped away the tears from his face.

Click! Click! Click!

The Marquis Gardner walked lightly through the muddy walls until he reached the edge of a ruined wall, and he looked silently at the old man who was leaning on the wall, lifeless.

The dried blood stained the broken armor red, and the once strong body collapsed to the ground, the wrinkled skin clinging to the bones, a little terrifying.

But those cloudy eyes never closed, looking at the distant sky.

"Old man, we won, but alas, you won't see it again." Marquis Gardner squatted down and stretched out his right hand to caress Duke Dacama's old face, the hard bones like an old man's temper, stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.

"Don't worry, I'll avenge you, with the lives of those filthy gnolls and lizardmen." Closing his cloudy eyes, Marquis Gardiner stood up and straightened his bright red armor.

"Due west and southwest, there are quite a few escaped gnolls and lizardmen warriors."

The sudden appearance of the voice slightly dispelled the sad atmosphere.

When the Marquis Gardiner heard this, he turned his head to look at the top of the collapsed tall building, where Quinn was standing silently, and Warlot was happily spreading his wings around her.

"I'll arrange for the Demacian Dragonbird Knight to assist you. Please hurry up, if it's a little late, I'm afraid the war maniacs in Noxus will have eaten all the 'food'. When Quinn saw the Marquis of Gardner looking over, he whispered softly, and teased Warlot with his left hand, causing a burst of chirps.

With a light in his eyes, the Marquis Gardiner recalled the silver dragon eagle that stretched across the night, and bowed to Quinn preciously: "Thank you, Lord Quinn." He turned and walked down the ruined walls.

Behind the ruined walls, a crimson knight was already ready to go, and the scorching aura lingered.

It is none other than the elite knights of the Dale family, the Flame Knights.

They were silent all night, and too many of their Kingdom colleagues fought bloodily and died on the battlefield in front of them, just to defend the beautiful home behind them.

Now, it's time for them to strike.

"Open the gates!" The Marquis of Gardner mounted his horse and clenched the delicately sharp heavy cavalry spear in his hand.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The crumbling gates opened, falling tiny bloodstained stones, and then the dawn shone in, paving the way for a glittering layer.

"Flames, glory!"

Marquis Gardner lifted his heavy riding spear and roared angrily, and a blazing flame life energy burst out, gathering at his feet, turning into a crimson aura.

[Blazing Flame Aura]!

[Blazing Flame Aura: It can increase the combat and defensive capabilities of the legionnaires under your command, while providing fire damage for every attack of the soldiers. 】

Thundered!

The sound of horses' hooves thundered as they broke through the muddy road, and every member of the Flame Knights had anger in their eyes, and they looked at death as if they were at home.

In this purgatory-like pursuit, they didn't know if the gnolls and lizardmen warriors would be able to fight back, whether there would be a surprise attack by the strong who escaped, or whether they would encounter the ace legions of the Besilik Kingdom, but they were not afraid of it.

Reflecting on what they had experienced tonight, their only thought was to bring back the glory they deserved for their colleagues and friends.

The slanting sun leads the mountain, and the morning glow is like blood.

A blazing flame lit up in the dark fortress and then along the barren plains to the bright dawn.

.......

.......

The dirt is deep and the dust is raised.

Pan Sen lowered his head and gasped, his bare arms slightly scarred, blood flowing.

Holding the returning spear in his left hand, the golden flames dimmed slightly, still with a little force when he threw it, tearing open the wounds again, bursting out a few drops of bright blood.

With a slight frown, Panson saw that there was no blood on the tip of the spear, and only crimson dust was brought back, as if the target was made entirely of rocks.

He glanced at the vanishing spatial passage, slowly put away his spear and shield, and walked out of the deep pit, towards the snow-covered hills.

In the dawn of the sky, the pan-consciousness of the main material plane was gradually dissipating, but he did not pay attention to Pan Sen, and occasionally he could see layers of cyan breeze rolling up pieces of crystal snowflakes in the clouds.

In the distance, Modrian saw Pan Sen's figure and gently patted Yuumi on the shoulder: "Hey, lazy guy, it's time to play your role." ”

"Me? What do I do? ”

Yuumi stopped chewing on the fresh dried fish and blinked her cute eyes with a cute expression.

"Two buckets of dried fish." Modrian rubbed the top of Yuumi's head and held up two fingers.

"Oops, the magical cat won't be tempted by you......."

"Three buckets of fresh dried fish!"

"Okay, Yuumi is out!"

【Yuumi Dispatch】!

[Yuumi Dispatch: Passive: Yuumi and her possessed allied heroes gain a certain attack or spell strength, which is converted into the power of adaptation.

Active: Yuumi dashes over an allied hero and leans over his shoulder. When Yuumi is leaning over, he can switch the possessed teammates at any time, or release the possession. 】

The purple glow flickered, and Yuumi drove the tome away from Modrian's shoulder, appearing above Panson's head at lightning speed.

"Hey, Panson, you're just doing a good job."

Yuumi landed on Pan Sen's shoulder, looked at the scarred body, and frowned, although Pan Sen's healing ability was good, it looked a little scary, at least for the lovely Yuumi.

【Energetic】!

[Exuberant energy: Yuumi heals his own injuries and provides the beneficial effects of the Magic Book. If Yuumi is possessed, this beneficial effect will affect the allied hero and increase the healing effect. 】

A rich green glow emerged from the magic tome under Yuumi's claws, pouring into Pan Sen's body, quickly healing the hideous scars, but the fatal scars from the left chest to the right abdomen, no matter how hard Yumi tried, it seemed that there were no traces of healing.

Patting Yuumi on the head, Panson motioned for her to stop, "No, then I'm the mark I left behind, a record of a certain hateful Darkborn." ”

"Darkspawn? Wow, those damn guys, I've heard of them....." Yuumi glanced at Panson, and when he saw the gentle gaze behind the helmet, he immediately smiled embarrassedly.

"If you want to thank me, you can offer me some dried fish." Seeming to be a little uneasy, Yuumi instructed again before leaving.

"Remember to be fresh!"

......

Time passed, the morning glow dissipated, and the warm sunlight appeared in the sky, dispelling a trace of cold.

With the return of Panson, the other heroes gradually returned to the top of the hill, and every returning hero showed respect for Panson, and Darius was no exception, but this guy also exuded a high-spirited fighting spirit.

Eventually, except for Quinn, Kree, and Zai, the others have arrived, and the three of them will also be responsible for the end of the battlefield and the cleaning of the escaped lizardmen powerhouses.

If the tiger returns to the mountain, there will be trouble.

Especially after forming this feud and destroying the projection of the Blood Divine Kingdom, Mordrian would not think that the Beshilik Kingdom would let go of himself and Valoran, of course, he would give the Beshilik Kingdom the greatest trauma as much as possible.

......

......

The year 1460 of the Starfall Calendar, the winter season, in early December.

Great Plains of Shatar.

The winter plundering war launched by the kingdom of Besilik was devastated, and the 50,000 lizardmen and 100,000 gnolls were crushed and bled for thousands of miles.

Such a result, in the first time after the fact, there were many forces who did not believe it, but with the recognition of the Southern Legion of the Eleanfalo Empire.

All the forces of the Northlands, especially the powerful forces around the Kingdom of Stoke, began to frantically probe the details of the battlefield.

Because the scene of the confrontation with Samuel Anya, the god of lizardmen, is too grandiose, it does make these forces dig up a lot of details, but it is also these details that make them dare not believe the results they have learned.

It is rumored that in this war that shocked many kingdoms in the north of the Karadimos continent, there are several legends of the fall, along with the clone descended by the lizardman god Samuel Anya, the clone of Yenogu Fang, and the clone of Seth Inak.

What frightened all the forces the most was that the projection of the Blood God Kingdom was pierced by a golden spear and dissipated on the continent of Karadimos.

This scene was peeped at by many Kingdom soldiers and some powerhouses of the transitional plane, and it was even recorded in the photo scroll.

And after the end of this bloody war, the Valoran Territory officially entered the eyes of all forces, and the previously doubted Godfall** was also completely confirmed - the god of the abomination of plagues, Grelath, fell at the Gate of Sorrow.

The Valoran Territory is no longer considered a legendary force, but is placed on the same level as the temple by all forces, indicating that there is a god behind it.