Deep in the Levor Mountains, Modrian half-crouched on the frozen brown soil, holding the fine crushed soil in his hand, rubbing it gently, as if he had some different feelings, part cold to the bones, part frozen to the skin.

Hourglass-like dirt slipped from his palms, and Modrian slapped his palms a few times, squinting slightly, looking at the shadow forest that was close at hand, the place that had experienced sorrow.

As far as the eye can see, they are only two or three meters apart, but they seem to be two different worlds.

Where Modrian was, there was a faint glow that reflected the snowflakes and the snow-covered mountains, which were full of paleness.

The forest a zhang away is a world of shadows, there are no colorful colors, and even the plain snow color is submerged, only a dull and hazy gray.

"What are you looking at, sir?" Poppy looked up at Modrian in front of him, and then at the shadow forest not far away, and said with a cute frown.

"There's an inexplicable disgusting feeling there, very uncomfortable, it seems like there are countless souls crying!?"

Hearing this, Modrian looked down at the diminutive yodeler, his innocent blue face with some wind and frost, and his golden-gray armor stained with snowflake dust.

According to the attributes in League of Legends, Bobby's power nature is biased towards light, and the special feeling that makes her feel uncomfortable may really be a strange power with a dark and soul nature, as she said.

Remembering the anomalous scene last time, and the dark whispers that echoed in the depths of his soul, Modrian confirmed Bobby's guess.

"Can you sense anything specifically?" Modrian asked.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I can only vaguely feel the existence of disgust, and I can't tell you the specifics." Poppy said with a wagging ponytail on her face.

After standing silently for a while, Modrian turned to leave, except for Poppy by his side, there were dozens of Noxian soldiers in the small area behind him, and they were setting up a temporary camp with a clear division of labor.

The Lenwall Mountains were too vast for Fort Dig to carve out a relatively safe route, which was the way the Noxian Imperial cavalry fought day and night.

Compared to the previous exploration trip, this time it was well prepared, and I have to mention the army (warband) of the Noxian Empire here.

The Noxian Empire has arguably the largest army in Valoran, with both elite troops, such as the Trifali Legion, and hundreds of warbands fighting independently in the region.

Each warband is led by its own leader, general, and captain, with its own unique culture, tier, and combat preferences. Warbands can form larger wargroups and have a specific division of labor in the field, and may be assigned as frontline commandos, hoplites, scouts, assassins, or cavalry - as long as it suits their skills.

Because of this, whether it is the Trefalli Legion, or the War Masons and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, there is almost no consistency in the ranks.

The Noxian Empire encouraged and embraced the natural talents of its soldiers, rather than forcing them to agree on a particular method of warfare.

For example, the scout traits of the War Stonemason, the heavily armored Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, and the most elite of the Trefalis Legionnaires, all have their own unique fighting styles.

This is the case with this expedition into the Lommor Mountains, consisting of 5 War Stonemasons, 12 Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, and 10 Trefali Legionmen, as well as three heroes: Darius, Sain, and Bobby.

Due to the mountainous terrain, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry abandoned their horses to become hoplites, and the increase in numbers came from the summoning of 300 victory points, and a top class consumed 50 victory points.

"Lord Modrian, the surroundings have been cleared of danger." In the makeshift camp, after seeing Modrian, Vosman stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Darius and Sain? Why didn't I see them in the camp. Modrian asked suspiciously, looking around at the busy Noxus soldiers.

Watsman smiled bitterly, his eyes under the black armor showed a trace of helplessness, and he said in a low voice: "The two generals will be the first to enter the shadow forest in front, and they will be back soon according to the agreed time." ”

"Okay, then you arrange a vigil." Modrian frowned slightly, patted Wasman on the shoulder, and said softly, after all, Darius is the leader of the Trifali Legion, and the soldiers under his command can't stop his actions at all.

He also knew what Darius meant, and the dangerous scene he encountered on the last exploration trip was still vivid, and Darius wanted to enter the Shadow Forest to investigate first.

In the center of the makeshift camp, a bonfire burned, and the warm flames baked everyone's bodies and dispelled the cold and low temperature.

Bobby sat upright with Oren's hammer on her knees, just compared to her short body, a little funny and funny.

"Didn't you see those black mist when you went in this time?" Modrian asked Darius at the campfire suspiciously, he saw that Bobby had learned the movements, and he didn't break them, because yodelers are in nature.

"Nope." Darius nodded, ripples appearing in his dark pupils, recalling the scenes he had seen in the Shadow Forest, for fear of missing something.

A dreary atmosphere enveloped the campfire, and only the sound of burning fire echoed.

"Arrange it, execute it according to the original plan, and start entering the Shadow Forest tomorrow." Modrian pondered for a moment before finally making a decision.

For this exploration of the Lemmor Mountains, Modrian has spent a lot of energy and materials, and there is no reason to stop where he fell.

What's more, the strength he has is far from being comparable to last time, there are 21 Noxian soldiers with knightly strength alone.

"Yes!" Darius got up and left, leaving Sain and Bobby with Modrian, in effect as a duty to protect the upside.

"Don't worry, my lord, Bobbi will keep you safe." After Darius had gone, the dwarf yodeler hurriedly raised Oren's hammer in his hand and stood in front of Modrian, with a lovely smile on his blue face.

The crisp voice broke the solemn atmosphere, and Modrian smiled, rubbed Bobby's gray hair, and said softly, "Okay, I'll stand behind you." ”

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!" Poppy nodded repeatedly, a look of determination flashing in her purple crystal-like eyes.

As night fell on the Lemmor Mountains, Modrian did not sleep peacefully, looking at the lush foliage that shaded the starry sky overhead, a little distracted, hoping that the trip would go well.