"Is this what death feels like?"

Maltz Wells felt the terrible condition of his body at the moment, most of the bones in his body were shattered in the collision just now, and it seemed that there were broken white bones piercing the internal organs, and blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth like a surging wave, staining his clothes red.

Twisting his head with great effort, Maltz Wells saw the familiar face, the captain of his own guard, Pansy Murphy, a guy with quasi-knightly strength.

The once cynical face was filled with anxiety and anger, and the constant slang curses seemed to call out to the other partners, while Pansy Murphy herself carried him and wanted to rely on his strong strength to walk away against the current.

It's all in vain!

Maltz Wells thought of the terrifying figure and the black battle axe he faced, and realized in his heart that the strength of the other party had long exceeded the scope of knights, perhaps reaching the level of great knights, or even higher!

He opened his mouth to say something to the captain of his guard, but no sound came out, the mortal wound was devouring all the power in his body.

The Jackdaw Thieves at the front, hearing Pansy Murphy's orders, frantically flocked to Darius like moths to a flame, and they were using their lives to stop Darius's next move.

Rumor has it that the wolf thieves are selfish and inhumane, just because of the boundless slaughter they have created.

But now, these wolf thieves are telling their hearts with boiling blood, and they have no hesitation for the perseverance and faith in their hearts, and for the leader who brings them new life, even if they die.

Every swing of the black battle axe meant that a fresh life was gone, and no one could stop the pace of Darius's attack, and the flowing red blood gathered into a bloody path.

Desperate, Pansy Murphy could only helplessly watch as Darius quickly approached, and in the depths of the death vortex, he looked down at the leader in his arms, the face that could withstand all the coldness in his impression, revealing a hint of pleading.

Realizing this, Pansy Murphy reached out and pulled off the rough necklace around the leader's neck and placed it in the blood-stained palm.

Maltz Wells tugged at the corners of his lips and wanted to laugh, but the passing vitality prevented him from doing so, and he could only clutch the necklace in his palm, the only thing his mother had left behind before she died.

In a trance, Maltz Wells's tired and confused eyes showed the appearance of a former mother, still so kind, but he let her down.

As an illegitimate child, Maltz Wells always hoped that his mother would one day be buried in the Jeffrey family cemetery, but he was not allowed until this mission came, and finally promised.

"Waiting for the process of death? The killing I once bestowed on others! ”

Perhaps death was imminent, and Maltz Wells became more and more conscious, and he recalled many things, sorry for the subordinates who followed him, sorry for the vows he had made, sorry for too many people.

Now, nothing can be said, Maltz Wells's cold eyes showed a hint of relief, finally leaving this cold and unforgiving world, Mother, I have come to accompany you, I hope you will not scold me as you did when you were a child.

Boom! Boom!

The black battle axe slashed like lightning, and the two broken bodies smashed into the snow at the same time, making a dull sound, and the only chainmail war horse screamed in grief, and the blood stained the saddle red.

"Bury them!" Darius's indifferent voice rang out, and then continued to charge into the blue ocean, bringing ripples.

In the bloody battlefield of rout, the cavalry of the Noxian Empire cooperated with tacit understanding to strangle the remaining jackdaw wolf thieves, this was a stress-free slaughter, like child's play, far less than the battle in the Valoran continent.

The black-armored cavalry of the Noxian Empire rode past them, leaving their bodies and broken weapons all over the ground, and the spread of hot blood gathered into pools of black and red blood, melting the pale snow, and the sound of horses' hooves echoing in the air played a song of life and death.

......................

The crimson morning glow slowly rendered the blue sky, faintly revealing a few remnant stars with a faint shimmer, some of which had disappeared, as if they had fallen.

Halfway up the mountain, a look of surprise appeared on Modrian's melancholy face, he didn't expect that after just one charge, this battle would become a one-sided slaughter of the Noxian Imperial cavalry.

Compared with the known knightly power system, Modrian figured out that the strength of the cavalry of the Noxian Empire was between the knight apprentice and the knight squire.

He can only say that it is worthy of the elite cavalry of the Noxus Empire, and in terms of strength and cooperation, it is already higher than the cavalry team raised by most nobles.

Shaking his head, a hint of disappointment flashed through Modrian's heart, because before this battle, the system had not even released a temporary mission, and it seemed that in its opinion, this was a well-deserved victory.

However, it is not a very good thing for the current Modrian, he is in dire need of blue essence, especially the more his strength is exposed, the more deadly the danger will be next time.

The rich smell of blood blew in the cold wind, awakening Modrian's divergent mind, and when he looked again, the black shadows had eaten away at the remaining blue sea, leaving only the Noxian Imperial cavalry cleaning the battlefield.

Stump limbs, broken arms, blood, white bones, broken black cavalry spears stuck upside down in the pale snow, and war horses twitching and neighing in pools of blood, slowly depicting a picture of purgatory.

The battle is over, and the fruits of victory are in hand.

【Ding........ After some slaughter, the enemy was successfully eliminated! 】

【Reward: Victory Points*10】

[Evaluation: This is just a one-sided massacre, without a trace of strategy and tactics, and victory is deserved.] 】

The cold sound of the system prompt sounded in Modrian's head, but the evaluation of the battle made him a little uncomfortable, but helplessly, it was also the case.

Victory points?

When Modrian's consciousness came into contact with the system framework on the retina, detailed information came to his mind and solved his doubts.

[Victory Points: These are the points that the troops summoned by the host earn after winning the battle, which can supplement the consumption of some classes or increase the maximum number of troops. 】

It seems that there are new system features unlocked. Modrian silently thought that the class should refer to the Noxian Imperial cavalry.

Maybe it's not all, he thought that he might randomly summon other troops in the future, you know, in the memory of his previous life, there are many ace legions in the League of Legends universe.

The disappointment in Modrian's heart dissipated a lot, after all, there are victory points, and the number of troops can be replenished at any time, and if the victory points are sufficient, it is not impossible to accumulate them, and even become a legion.

But the cold system sounds did not stop, but sounded one after another.

【Ding...... Someone in your troop can level up! 】

[Upgradeable Class: Noxian Imperial Cavalry*20]

[Costs 10 gold dong/person, can be upgraded to: Noxian Expeditionary Cavalry*20]