The intersecting lightning chains carried the aura of destruction, wrapping around Quinn's body, penetrating the white-gold armor.

A scorching smell permeated the snow-colored surroundings of the city walls.

Quinn looked at the old lizardman not far away, a sneer in his eyes, and let a slight paralysis invade his nerves.

The slender figure leaped into the air, slashing through the scythe-like marks with straight legs, kicking through the swirling blood-colored shield and forcibly interrupting the lizardman's spell cast, then backflipping and falling into the snow.

"Hua Luo's shadow will be the last thing you see!"

Phew!

Taking advantage of the old lizardman's mental shock of failing to cast a spell, Hua Luo stretched out his curved claws and grabbed the ugly white face fiercely.

The pointed beak pecked at the top of his head, green blood spilled and his skull cracked.

"Calm down, aim!"

Quinn fell to one knee, silver-white repeater resting on his right arm, his cold eyes ignoring the dancing snowflakes, firmly locked on to the enemy's vital point.

Airplanes!

A flash of cold light shot into the lizardman's neck, piercing through the body, and carrying up fragments of flesh and blood.

"No!! ..... That's all.... He's dead!? ”

Dripping blood flowed into his cloudy eyes, North fell to the ground, the breath of life dissipated, and his skeletal body smashed up flakes of snow.

Before darkness came, he saw that the fortress of Fosperio had risen at some point, and that it was full of flames.

Half of the sky was soaked with red light, and even the falling snowflakes seemed to ignite a flame, baking the cold weather.

"The Cocker Clan............ Finished! ”

Boom!

The skull rolled down the snow, splattering green blood that melted into the snow and left mottled marks.

Quinn picked up his head, pinned it to his waist, and stood up gently,

Soaring in the air, Hua Luo flew towards her, grabbing the white-gold shoulder pads, its beaks and claws stained with blood, its body trembling slightly with the excitement of a successful hunt.

Quinn tilted her head to look at the golden eyes stretched out from her shoulders, caressing Hua Luo's blue feathers, the happy light flashing in her eyes, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

They have always been so inseparable, intimate, and dependent on each other for life and death.

......

......

The war continues.

Even without the Shaman Priest who led the clan, the Lizardmen Legion still has the power to resist, based on the tens of thousands of Lizardmen warriors and gnolls that exist in the fortress of Fosbayro.

Blazing flames burned around the fortress, melting falling snowflakes and mirroring the movements of the lizardmen legions.

The scouts of the main ship occupying the city wall, in response to the arrival of the Noxian legionnaires, took advantage of the terrain of the wall battlements and watchtowers, and showed a trend of encirclement and suppression.

"Ha, ridiculous! The loss of a scout legion is the loss of eyes and ears. ”

In the rear camp, Darius looked at the fortress of Forsbayro in a wave of fire and blood, and muttered softly.

"Now, embrace the flames of war!"

Darius took a few steps forward, his pupils full of fighting spirit.

"Order Kree, Gregory, and Wassman to lead the Noxian cavalry to block the eastern, western, and northern gates of the city and prevent the defeated soldiers from escaping the fortress."

"Herald Timo, cooperate with the Shadowstream to purge all the middle and low-level officers of the enemy, I want to see chaos descend."

"Order Sain and Urgat, and set up an ambush at the south gate of the fortress." Darius turned to look at the Trefalli legionnaires beside him, a bloodlust on his lips.

"Show these guys the power of Noxus!"

Dada! Dada! Dada!

On a cold and snowy night, a herald rode a crimson war horse and sank into the pale snow, trampled by the horse's hooves, splashing a few snowflakes.

In addition to this, there were dense distorted shadows in the camp that disappeared into the night, flickering, and disappeared into the fortress of Fosbyro.

Flames burn and snow dances.

The lizardmen warriors and gnolls in the fortress are fearless in their fight against the enemy, and even in the current difficult situation, they cannot extinguish the mood of killing, and they will kill the enemy at all costs.

But those mid- and low-ranking officers saw no hope, and the lightning above the city walls vanished, and the familiar breath of life was extinguished.

The rest of the struggles also stopped for a short time, and they knew what it portended.

Leaving this battlefield of death, leaving Forsbyro Fortress, leaving the province of Blackwood, and returning to that familiar jungle was the only hope in their hearts.

Hissing and roaring rang out, scattering falling snowflakes and sticky blood pouring out the muddy road.

The time of the fight began, and the mid- and low-ranking officers led their lizardmen warriors and gnolls to rush to the open city gate.

Near the city gate, the lizardmen warriors were the first to leap over the ruined buildings to the edge of the city walls.

By the dim light of the stars, they saw the Noxian legions lined up at the gates. The pitch-black armor and sturdy shield covered it with a layer of white, and the blades of the cold light pointed at them in the distance.

The pace of progress slowly stalled, and the sound of heavy breathing blew up a white mist.

Silence reigned, and the lizardmen warriors and gnolls looked at each other, ugly faces with hideous smiles, and strong lower limbs trampling the ground as they fearlessly slaughtered the Noxian legions.

Rumble!

In the dim passage of the city wall, the green torrent and the Iron Legion collided with each other, dull and full of murderous intent, stirring up the waves of death at the starting point.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

In the shadows, sharp daggers slashed across the lizardmen's centurion's neck, scales shattered, and fountain of green blood spilled to the ground.

"Uh-uh..... Uhh

Boom!

In the middle of the street, the corpse of the strong scale armor fell to the ground, and the team of lizardmen who had wanted to go to the west gate fell into chaos.

They lose command, do they move forward or backward?

As a last resort, these lizardmen warriors used the raging flames to find another squad and follow the surging flow of people, panicking.

Chaos continued to unfold inside the Forsbero Fortress, and the Shadow Stream and the main ship scouts went on a rampage, slaughtering mid- and low-ranking officers.

Even the mighty have lost their due vigilance in the bloody war, and the precise assassination has succeeded in causing chaos among the Cocker tribe.

The Noxian legions at the eastern, western, and northern gates of the fortress were like boulders, firmly guarding the passage and preventing any soldiers from leaving.

Looking down from the sky, the bright light of the fire shines.

Countless lizardmen warriors and gnolls began to flock to the south gate of the fortress, and the shadowlings and the main ship scouts hidden in the darkness followed the team, silently cleaning up those who left in the middle of the group.

Some of the remaining lizardmen officers seemed to sense that something was wrong, but they couldn't say it, and coupled with the smell of fish in the air, the soul's surging desire to survive slowly took over most of his thoughts.

They command their subordinates.... I couldn't tell which team was my subordinate, and all the people in my vision were panicked lizardman warriors and gnolls, and no one obeyed the command, relying on instinctive desire, running to the faintly visible passage of the city gate.

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