It was not only the Duke of Dacama who had the same concerns, but also the two conspirators standing on the top floor of the Shark's Tavern at the moment.

Count Raphael and His Royal Highness Guy.

Compared to the Duke of Dacama, who was far away, His Royal Highness Guy and Count Raphael could see the scene of Cecil's gladiatorial arena not far away.

The solid realm of shadows in the field of vision began to crumble, and thin cracks spread into the void, and the courtyard was faintly visible in the mottled night starlight.

and the towering figures obscured by the scarlet glow.

Then, a look of horror appeared in the pupils of His Highness Guy and Count Raphael, and the dark sky was torn open by a great being, and the aura of sulfur and disgust continued to pour into Limontanlu, indicating that the great being came from the bottomless abyss.

Especially the Shadow Realm, which was about to shatter, was as if a huge gray-black fist had fallen into space, tearing apart the spatial storm between the planes.

They didn't dare to watch what was going on, and the aura of the legendary crown surrounded them all the time, intimidating everyone.

Until the magic fluctuations caused by the Violet Mage Tower permeated the sky above Limontamlu, calming the slightest destructive power revealed, and countless spatial rifts spreading.

His Royal Highness Guy and Count Raphael glanced at each other, knowing in their hearts that it should be His Majesty Craigie who made a move, and they felt the familiar aura of energy pass over Limontanlu.

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Violet Mage Tower.

Pale purple patterns render the night, like flowers in full bloom, and layers of transparent halos like ripples dissipate in the sky.

Craigie stood like a sculpture on the balcony at the top of the tower, his cloudy eyes reflecting the realm of shadows, and the look of amazement on Darius' old face as he held the Black Cutter to the attack of Shadow Face Scripps.

In the time since he entered the legend, he has rarely seen a knight who has the ability to rival the legendary talent, most of them are also the inheritors of those who were born into ancient families, in the Stoke Kingdom, he has seen such a person for the first time, but unfortunately, that talent does not belong to the Varrant family.

With the index finger of his right hand lightly touching the void like a button, the traditionally forged mage tower unleashed a surge of elemental energy that calmed the destructive energy that surged from the shattered realm of shadows.

A faint mist filled Limontanlu, and the tidal effect of the energy generated by the collision and annihilation of the two energies was quickly obscured, and it also carried the terrifying scene of the psychedelic Cecil gladiatorial arena, and during this time, most ordinary people did not know what was happening.

Hey? Craigie's expression moved slightly, and the pale blue light flashed in his pupils, and then his eyes crossed the distance of space, directly reflected into the deep crack that had opened.

A cyan hurricane swept through the peaks before smashing down Scripps in the sky, and the magnificent Devil Lord's palace collapsed, leaving dust flying in the sky.

"Sure enough, it's another legendary crown." Craigie muttered in a low voice, he didn't guess wrong, there must be someone behind that little guy from the Northlands, but he didn't know who it was.

Now, in the shattered space, in the wasteland abyss, the hidden figure cannot be hidden, and the breath of the law of the wind remains in the increasingly chaotic scene.

"Lloyd, you're right, there are quite a few forces targeting the delicious [fat] of the Stoke Kingdom!" Craigie looked at the sleeping palace, and inexplicable thoughts surged through his mind.

The rotten roots began to affect the stability of the kingdom, a legacy of the Ten Years of Great Patriotic War, where too many hidden forces took root at the bottom.

"I hope you can succeed this time, otherwise the Stoke Kingdom can really ..........." In the ruthless time, Craigie has seen too many things, and his once fiery heart has dried up and solidified.

From the moment he became a legend, he was destined for something, including becoming the master of the Violet Mage Tower, and guarding the kingdom from ordinary to prosperous, then from prosperity to mediocrity, and then to the premonition now.

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In the ruined courtyard, wisps of green wind drifted away, Darius stepped out of the center of the storm, his ragged clothes covering his burly body, and after taking the armor thrown by Modrian, the symbol of the Noxian Empire was once again cold and majestic.

"How? Facing the attack of the legendary crown? Modrian stared at Darius in front of him, and his eyes caught the black cutter with a shimmering scarlet glow.

"It's a good feeling, at least I'm determined to move forward." Darius lowered his head and looked at his palms, feeling the blood and madness that had almost disappeared before, that is, after he became one of the tripartite councils, he became a symbol of the power of the Noxian Empire, and he was more concerned about the direction of the Noxian Empire and the journey of the empire.

And the battle just now reminded him of the feeling of fighting on the battlefield when he was young, especially the collision with the Demacian Empire, which is a memory worthy of nostalgia and tribute.

"Really? I don't want you to get bogged down. Modrian patted Darius on the shoulder and said with a smile. Maybe I'm overthinking it, but I don't believe that the defeat in front of me will defeat the hand of Noxus. ”

Darius opened his mouth, smiled silently, and immediately stood silently behind Modrian, recovering from his injuries, Jana's [Eye of the Storm] did not completely heal him, the breath from the bottomless abyss eroded his body like the poison of rotten bones, requiring him to rely on his own life force to expel and annihilate these strange breaths.

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of splintering suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of Mordrian's people, and the shattered shadow realm gradually became illusory, and the real breath crowded the ruined courtyard along the dark cracks.

The black and white faded, the bright colors filled the vision, and the spring breeze blowing across the face, the vivid world made the newly returned Modrian a little uncomfortable, it seems to be different from the imagination, shouldn't it seem more magical?

It wasn't until the stars fell in the night that Mordrian's consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and he felt a myriad of eyes that focused on the place, inquiry and doubt, horror and anger, greed and excitement, all kinds of eyes with different emotions focused on the ruined land that was revealed.

Without waiting for his command, Darius took a step forward, and even if he was seriously injured, the momentum of the cold killing came, dispersing many people with different thoughts.

Modrian glanced around, then walked away, the elegant courtyard was in ruins, uninhabitable, he needed to find another place, but this time he didn't have to bother himself, and there would be many forces willing to provide it.

【Ding....... After a bloody battle, he successfully defeated the Abyss Lord's Shadow Face Scripps! 】

[Temporary Mission: Battle of the Shadows, successfully completed!] 】

[Get the reward: random equipment card!] 】

[Evaluation: Everyone's legendary path is different, but the path of its continuation will always come into contact with the branches of other paths, and now, the Lord of the Shadow Stream: Calamity seems to have found its own path. 】

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