[Blood Warriors, this is a powerful war weapon created by the Noxian Empire using black magic and magic runes, they have lost their minds and emotions, but they have gained extremely powerful force, and have become a legendary legion known in the Valoran Continent - Noxus Bloody Vanguard Regiment, and their commander is the most powerful war weapon of the Noxian Empire, the undead god of war Sain. 】

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Weapons of war, the earliest concept and creation originated from Zuan!

Zaun, a city-state on the eastern coast of Valoran, distorted by abusive magic and technology, is home to countless infamous horror technologies and magical creations, including weapons of war.

As allies of Zaun, the Noxian Empire also acquired this technology, and eventually used the sorcery and dark magic they were particularly good at to completely transform and perfect it, creating their own terrifying war machine.

For the Noxian Empire, nothing else mattered except violence and the willingness to use it. And this point is vividly reflected in the body of war weapons.

The Noxian Empire began to use a large number of war weapons in war, and used war weapons as human battering rams, brazenly attacking the city walls, releasing fear, and killing on a large scale.

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Noxus Bloody Vanguard? Weapons of war?

After receiving the information from the system, Modrian stared intently at the black and red cards in the system items, which were filled with a frenzied atmosphere.

He had vaguely heard the name, and there was a sense of familiarity, in the online world of his previous life, there were many veteran players who liked the background story of League of Legends lined up the famous legendary legions on the continent of Valoran.

The Noxian Bloody Vanguard is one of the few powerful legions that dares to charge head-on against the Dreadnought Vanguard.

The Dreadnought Vanguard, one of the most famous legions in Valoran, has the honorary title of "Demacian Fortress", and is stationed in the dreadnought fortress of the Demacian Empire to resist the crazy invasion of the Noxian Empire.

Some people may not have heard of the Dreadnought Vanguard, but they must have heard of its commander, and the one who later served as the commander of the Dreadnought Vanguard was Galen Crownguard, known as the "Crown Guard" and also known as the [Power of Demacia]!

"Hey, guys, it's not that I don't give you a chance, it's that you're chasing time too slowly!" Modrian looked in the direction of the city of Edalas, a grim smile on his lips.

All the patience was worth it, and the use of random class cards this time was a surprise beyond expectations.

Before the storm arrived, luck favored him, and the arrival of the Lord of the Shadow Stream, Tribulation, could be regarded as a supplement to his shortcomings, while the Shadow Stream Cultists and Bloody Warriors perfected the class sequence possessed by Fort Dicker.

Until then, though, it's time to get rid of the rats in the shadows, as well as the filthy peepers.

"Robbery!" Modrian whispered as he looked at the shadow beside him.

"Lord Modrian!" When he heard the voice, he raised his eyes in the shadows and bowed slightly to show respect.

"Go find Crane, and then take the Shadowstream on a trip to the town of Irwindale, and clean up the rats around by the way." At the same time as Modrian's command, the shadow cards in the rudimentary system suddenly dissipated, turning into thin black lines and rushing out of his eyes.

In an instant, countless dark shadows filled the bedroom, deepening and deepening as time passed, and finally collapsed like a black hole, forming a figure in gray chain mail.

"Follow your will, the ignorant are doomed." He looked around at the sculpture-like Shadowstream Cult around him, his face under the black armor smiling coldly.

These are my loyal devotees, and true ninjas who are active in shadow killing.

"Then I'm looking forward to seeing what you do." Modrian replied with a smile.

Shadow Stream, a sect born from the ruins of an ancient temple of the Equilibrium Sect, will bloom its own shadow rose on the continent of Karadimos.

Especially when war is approaching, this terrifying ninja in the shadows will be even more brilliant and deadly.

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In the outer mountains of the Lenwall Mountains, the cold of winter has long since passed, but the area is still in a cold environment, with a little hoarfrost condensing on the branches and leaves.

A drizzle of rain fell, a cold wind howled, and a few fallen leaves fell on the muddy ground.

A corner of the oak forest, with its lush foliage barely sheltering from the ubiquitous cold rain, is a decent temporary stop.

"This damn icy rainy day is really annoying, and I miss the warmth and coziness of the tavern." The subtle sound vibrates the leaves that carry the crystal raindrops, and you listen carefully, but you don't know where they are coming from.

"Shut up, Pete, I don't want to move any more, this is the fifth place we're looking for."

Another slender voice rang out, reprimanding the man before, as if for some unknown reason, they had to find a place to rest.

"Hey, Karn, I shouldn't have taken on this damn spy mission with you in the first place, those black cavalry are truly terrifying, without the slightest mercy or mercy." The guy known as Pete began to vent his bitterness after hearing Karn respond to him.

"In just one day, we saw three teams of sentry agents mercilessly slaughtered by them, and the bright blood almost stained the rain red."

"Risking my life for just 10 gold is the worst trade I've ever made."

"A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour to go, the next group of patrolling black cavalry will pass here, if you don't want to die, hurry up and regain your strength." Karn interrupted Pete's complaint with a cold voice, his eyes hidden under the lush foliage flashing with fear.

Like Pete, he couldn't forget what happened to those spies who took on the same mission as them and were discovered by the group of black cavalry.

The tragic cry for mercy could not stop the mutilation, and the gushing blood was still vivid.

This is a completely different way of dealing with it a few days ago, after being found in the past, it would be a rough persuasion, but now, it is at the cost of losing your life.

"Huh?" Karn, who was hidden in the canopy, wondered why Pete was silent, with what he knew about good fellows, once the topic was opened, the guy would definitely talk for a while, but for now........

A faint smell of rust wafted through his nose, and Karn's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to roll over and shed the canopy, and at the same time his right hand touched his waist, where he usually placed his weapon.

Flutter!

A pale streak of blood appeared on Karn's neck, his dilated pupils filled with fear and despair, and his right hand, stretched out to his waist, silently stopped moving, twitching and trembling slightly.

In the shadow of the oak trees, the calm surface of the lake rippled, and then it was quiet again, as if there was no trace of it.

Under the rain curtain, everything seemed so peaceful.

Except for leaving two corpses under the flourishing canopy, which gradually lost their temperature, and then soaked in the icy rain.