In the middle of the night, the snow is falling.

The leader of the pterosaurs surrounded the fortress of Nuu like a shadow, barbed tongues licking the blood from the corners of his mouth, sharp teeth stained with flesh and bones.

Roar!

A piercing shriek echoed through the night, and the leader of the pterosaurs looked down at the old humans standing above the walls, their scales and wings setting off endless cold currents.

"If you rely on the Mage Tower alone, you are not qualified to challenge the legend." A bronze mask covered Tiktato's face, and his deep eyes were filled with blood.

Hearing the words of the pterosaur knight, the Duke of Dacama moved his body slightly, and the blessing of seven or eight magic gain states made him regain the feeling of his youth, and waved the blood-colored giant sword in his hand, and a sharp golden light flowed on the blade.

"Lord of the Sky Tiktato?!"

Duke Dacama looked at the special bronze mask, and confirmed the identity of the other party in his heart.

Tiktato, the finest pterosaur knight of the Besilik Kingdom, crisscrossed the primeval jungle and the Parause hills. At the same time, he is also a strong man who has stepped into the path of legend, wearing a bronze mask called [Lord of the Sky].

"Blatantly violating the legendary terms of the Karadimos Continent and interfering in the strife between kingdoms! Aren't you afraid of the aftermath of the Human Alliance? ”

"Legend Clause?" Tiktato chuckled softly and pulled out the black javelin on his back. "That's something for the weak, I never care."

"Hurry up, time waits for no one, let me see what capital you have in vain to challenge the legend."

The obvious difference in strength makes it have the capital to underestimate the humans below, and the other party seems to be called Duke Dakama, the military minister of the Stoke Kingdom?

Ha, in the face of absolute strength, the title has no effect.

"The weak? Legend? Duke Dacama took a deep breath, grinned at Tiktato, and pulled out a crimson potion from his bosom, with a faint mist lingering around the end of the bottle.

Grunt!

At the entrance of the potion, an inexplicably suppressed momentum appeared around the Duke of Dakama, the folds of the old face receded at a speed visible to the naked eye, the gray hair gradually turned black, and even the tall skeleton gradually revealed a strong body.

"Bloodline Elixir? Not.... Is there really a trace of ancient blood? Golem? Tiktato smiled intriguingly, then froze.

The plan failed, he originally wanted to slaughter Dacama and completely crush the morale of the Stoke Kingdom, but things suddenly unexpected, somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Let's use it as a flavoring." Tugging on the reins, Tiktato clenched the black javelin in his right hand and swooped down the Pterodactyl Leader, aiming for Dakama.

Rumble!

Crimson flames poured out of the pterodactyl leader's mouth, engulfing the ruins of the watchtower, the heat melting the corpses of the armor and emitting a fishy smell.

Phew!

A flash of black lightning tore through the air, piercing through the flames.

Suddenly, the ground of the city wall shook violently, and the extremely distorted air currents blew up puffs of dust, mixed with char-like 'objects'.

The leader of the pterosaur stirred his wings to dispel the dust that obscured his vision, revealing the image below.

The young version of Duke Dacama held the blood-colored greatsword high, the majestic life energy in his body was surging, and under his feet was the cracked ground of the city wall, and the black javelin that was broken in two fell.

"Last minute!"

"Glory and responsibility are in my heart!"

With his feet on the ground, Dakama's figure was like a sharp sword, rushing straight towards Tiktato, a steady stream of life energy boiling in his body, scorching and shining.

......

......

About three or four kilometers to the northwest of the Nuu Fortress, there was a low hill covered with white snowflakes.

Through the moonlight of the night, the layers of steel torrents can be faintly seen surging forward, and the atmosphere of slaughter is pervasive, and the crimson armor reflects the dim starlight.

At the top of the hill, Modrian gently took off his helmet and rode his horse to wander in place, looking up at the blood-soaked snow battlefield not far away.

"Doesn't look like the situation is going well?"

As far as the eye could see, blazing flames swirled over the fortress, countless gnolls and lizardmen warriors flooded the wide walls, and from time to time figures fell down the towering walls, howls of excitement echoed.

The dark night was also full of soaring pterosaur knights, invading and slaughtering the kingdom's soldiers, destroying the defensive line that had been gathered with great difficulty.

"Ballista triceratops, Samue Anya... Crimson pyramid. Modrian looked at the terrifying beasts and the Crimson Pyramid in the wave of gnolls, and was amazed, he didn't expect to see these ace legions and war equipment of the Besilik Kingdom here.

Turning his gaze slightly, Modrian looked at the array of lizardmen gathered in front of him, they were dressed in red heavy armor, their restless and bloody aura overflowing, those hungry eyes stared at this place fiercely, and there were even a few vague lines of sight gently skimming.

"Do you notice what we're moving on..... And the legend that rises high ...."

Modrian had already restrained his inner contempt, and from the beginning of his entry into the province of Morishige, the encounters along the way made him realize the strength of the kingdom of Bešilik, so the Eleanfaro Empire that defeated it?

"Huh?" Subtle fluctuations of magic filled the air, and Modrian looked up, and a golden, transparent door slowly appeared in midair.

Boom!

The door opened, and Yuumi's figure appeared out of thin air, as if a little confused, she blinked her lovely blue eyes, hovered in the air, and looked down at Modrian, making an excited sound and fluttering on her shoulder.

"Whew, my lord, I miss you so much." Yuumi rolled her body, and the golden tome automatically floated behind her tail.

"Why are you here? Is something happening to the territory? Modrian gently stroked the top of Yuumi's head, glancing at the Grimoire without a trace.

"No, Svein asked me to come here, hmm... Inform something. ”

Yuumi struggled to break free of Modrian's palm, stood upright, and pretended to be a human and said: "Due to some unknown reasons, the Temple of Power has completely withdrawn from the Stoke Kingdom in recent days, causing a large number of nobles in the kingdom to fall to the Valoran Domain. ”

"At the same time, the Temple of Fortune stationed in the Yellow Sands Plain has also evacuated the Templar Knights, seemingly telling Valoran that they do not want to interfere in the chaos within the kingdom and the invasion war launched by the kingdom of Besilik."

After saying that, Yuumi returned to her lazy state, lying peacefully on Modrian's shoulder, holding fresh dried fish out of nowhere, licking and chewing.

Looking at Yuumi's 'uncle' appearance, Modrian shrugged his shoulders helplessly, but he didn't want to cause Yuumi's unprovoked complaints: "Whew, don't move." ”

"This guy ....." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Modrian suddenly felt much more relaxed, and immediately considered the news brought by Svein: "The Temple of Strength and the Temple of Wealth mean that we are allowed to fight for life and death with the Kingdom of Besilik?" ”

"That couldn't be better!"

Modrian looked back behind him, Darius, Pan Sen, Zhao Xin, Zai, Draven, Kree, Kenan, Sain, and Urgart, all standing one by one, followed by the silent Noxus array, and the alchemy technology research team.

With a chuckle, he stared up at the darkness of the night, where Quinn led the Demacian Dragonbird Knights through the frost clouds, and the azure bluebird that Jana had transformed into fluttered in the wind.

In the end, Modrian looked at the battlefield like hell in the snow, stretched out his right hand and waved it gently, and said indifferently.

"Begin, Darius!"