Between lightning and thunder, there is the true balance of the storm.

This is also the point where the balance of power controlled by Berserk Heart Kenan exists in both realms.

As the first and only Berserk Heart of the Order, Kenan maintained the divine balance of Ionia with lightning speed and the power to control the storm.

Ever since Kenan was summoned to the continent of Calradimoth, he had gradually integrated into the main material plane during this leisurely time, and regained his true power, so he began to fulfill his duty: day by day.

He has to make a balanced judgment about anything, no matter what challenges he faces.

Sometimes equilibrium comes at the cost of the blood of the saboteur. And Kenan's shuriken, and the storm he summoned, were enough to quell any disobedient voices.

Now is the time to maintain the balance of Valoran's territory.

【Mystery! Chidori]!

In the sky above the blood-colored battlefield, Kenan ignored the scattered snowflakes and gently stretched his hands, the cold light of the shuriken covering his fingers.

Suddenly, endless shurikens danced in the icy sky, and the lightning light that filled the blade formed a special strange hazy bird, and the carrier swooped towards the array of Stigmata Veterans at extreme speed.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The blade slashed through the void with a subtle trembling sound, and the myriad tremors merged into the cry of a blue bird, awakening the fear that had slumbered deep in the soul.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The slender shuriken pierced through the vital points of the Stigmata Veteran, bringing up the bright roses of death that bloomed in the white snow.

However, in a moment, the rout was complete, and the thought of the Stigmata veterans rushing to their aid was annihilated, and only the desire for survival remained.

"The end."

Kenan landed, looking at the Stigmata veteran with calm eyes, without any waves.

I have to say that the strength of these stigmata veterans is indeed outstanding, although they cannot compare to the Trefalli legionmen, they have touched the pinnacle of the ace legion.

As for his move, it was only time to hasten the rout of the Stigmata veterans, and completely shatter their hopes.

"Huh?" Kenan's heart moved slightly, and he looked at the battlefield where Draven was fighting not far away, and he sensed a throbbing energy gushing out there.

"Isn't it over yet?"

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Purple lightning swept across the bloody battlefield and landed in a battle filled with corrosive charges and restless energy.

The dim electric light faded away, revealing Kennan's small figure, who gently tucked away his purple-gold shirt and looked at Hansen with a solemn gaze, the source of the throbbing in his heart.

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Urgarte's state at the moment: "Hey, big guy, you don't look good. ”

Urgart looked sideways at Kenan, gasping for breath as a look of madness appeared in his eyes, dark green clouds swirling around his scarred body.

The once heavy and sturdy armor was covered with pits of various sizes, and the cracks of the cobwebs spread along the pits, and the whining of steam rattled with the sound of steam whining.

Even the six iron-clad giant legs were wounded, and the viscous alchemical substance dripped down the wounds into the snow, making a corrosive sound.

"Eternal pain, it's a giveaway!"

The dull voice of the words rang out, and Urgart, tirelessly, and without feeling pain, as if he had become a completely mechanical being, raised his right hand in the air, and rushed towards Hansen again.

"Execute it!"

With Ergarth's roar, the flames roared at the muzzle of the gun, and he firmly locked on Hansen's figure, and the fire that was turned on with all his might set off a storm of ice and snow.

"Keep going!" Delevingne grinned, his well-fitting shirt in tatters, his exposed muscles open and hideously scarred, and half of his body reddened with blood.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The ring-handled axe left his hand, slashing out a series of transparent air passages, and slashed at Hansen with an extremely crazy attitude.

"This.... Very Noxus, a bunch of war maniacs. Kenan bowed slightly, folded his hands, and quickly sealed. Then ..... Let's go together. ”

【Ninja!】 Thunder Bond]!

Purple lightning wrapped around the shuriken, spitting snake letters like a venomous snake, leaving a trace of electric light in the air as Kenan rushed towards Hansen.

【Mystery! Thunder Armor]!

Halfway through, thunder exploded, and Kenan disappeared directly in place, turning into a flash of purple lightning shuttling through the vast snow.

"Get out of here!"

Hansen swung his black round shield to push through Urgat's charge, and just as he was about to raise the barbed hammer, a sharp axe with a ring handle that flew over and slashed at the handle of the hammer, causing it to pause slightly.

By the time Hansen wanted to pursue, Urgart took a few steps back, and the corrosive charge was ready, and he aimed directly for fire.

[Corrosive Charge]!

A violent explosion rang out, leaving a corrosive patch of green slurry in place, and a materialized charge emerged, shattering everything that came in its track.

"The same way of attacking, it's really weak!" Hansen stepped out of the charge range, and the dull red realm of life shook slightly, but it did not shatter.

"If that's all you guys are, then ..........."

【Mystery! Chidori]!

The lightning flickered, and Kennan's figure appeared in front of Hansen, his eyes hidden under the purple-gold costume overflowing with dazzling lightning.

Sonorous!

The shuriken hit Hansen with precision, leaving a lightning-like mark on the surface of the scales, and a trace of electricity scurried up in the cracks of the scales.

"The power of lightning, haha, it's good." Hansen looked down at the little dwarf-like guy in front of him, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

"It's a pity that the great Lord has given us innate magic resistance!"

"And you shouldn't be in front of me, I'll use your skull to honor the fallen veterans."

In the midst of the sinister laughter, Hansen swung the barbed hammer, wrapped in the majestic power of the legend, oppressing the air and sealing off all the space for Kenan to dodge.

This time, Draven's ring-handled axe was ineffective, and even a few slashes on the handle of the hammer could not affect the trajectory of the hammer.

This is Hansen's long-brewing offensive, just to kill Draven or Urgart, but now he doesn't want to leave it to Kenan, who has just joined the battle.

"Magic resistance?" A strange smile appeared in the corners of Kenan's eyes, and his lowered hands touched the ground, and he looked up at the falling hammer and whispered.

"Equilibrium exists between all things."

[Secret Meaning! Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Prison Lead]!

Thundered!

In an instant, a deep purple bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, causing a violent thunderclap and explosion, and even faintly suppressed the crimson lightning that filled the night sky.

A strange landscape suddenly appeared over this battlefield.

Crimson and deep purple lightning intertwined, and the aura of destruction gathered in the clouds, dispelling the blue cold.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Immediately afterward, the falling deep purple lightning was like a gushing flame, scorching the air, distorting and refracting different colors of light, the crimson of lightning, the dawn of time, and the diffuse green mist.

Then each bolt of lightning was pulled by Kenan, forming a prison of ten thousand thunders around him, and the lightning struck the lizardman legend Hansen at the very center.

Maybe it's an inexplicable stimulus, or maybe it's aware of something.

The active crimson lightning gathered, brazenly piercing through the spatial barrier of the main material plane, and a mighty and majestic coercion descended, condensing a huge hazy phantom in the faint sound of praise and chanting...........

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Spatial transition planes.

It has an intimate relationship with the main material plane, can be accessed through a variety of magic, and can travel to the edge of the plane.

Just when there were strange fluctuations in the main material plane, a trace of divine pressure emerged from the calm transition plane, and through the dim barrier, two hazy figures could be faintly glimpsed.

"This.... Whose breath? Not Samuel Anya? The voice of doubt sounded suddenly, but after a moment, it seemed that the answer was in mind.

"It's Yenogu, the god of the gnolls, the god of Samuel Anyah."

"Finally, now we can find out which side is behind the Valoran Territory?" A cold female voice sounded faintly, and a bright golden light drifted over the plane.

"No, it's just Yenogu's words, it's probably not enough, don't forget what happened to Grelath." After a pause, the previous voice continued.

"Samuel Anya, I sense the smell of filthy blood, and he is watching the main material plane."