Draven grinned as he stared at the killing wave in the lizardmen's array, a silent smile that filled the air, and the sticky blood stained with his black beard slid down his shirt.

"Tamara, go and join Kreh at once."

Casually taking out the surging lizardman warriors, Draven looked at the war stonemason behind him, his long brown hair stained with sweat the size of rice beans, and exhaustion and fatigue crept up on that cold face.

Before he could respond, Draven had already turned to meet the legendary lizardman who was already approaching three or four hundred meters away.

Boom!

The end of the steel staff cut through the accumulated snowflakes and touched the hard ground, and Tamara spread her arms, and a spiritual storm swept through her body, causing ripples of transparent air.

The next moment, all the lizardman warriors who intercepted in front of her let out a painful wail, blood flowed from their eyes, nostrils, and ears, and their trembling and strong bodies fell to the snow, and the sharp weapons in their hands rolled down.

"Whew!" With a heavy breath, Tamara's blood-stained eyes widened as she looked at the outcome with a slight satisfaction.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Trefalli legionnaires alternated cover and slaughtered frantically forward, followed closely by Tamara, who must join up with the Noxian heavy cavalry not far away, otherwise they will be completely trapped in the wave of lizardmen.

"Is this impatience?"

Behind the array, Draven stepped on a pool of blood, looking at the legendary lizardman who was rapidly floating in the air, and quickly spun the ring-handled axe with both hands.

Obviously, the sudden appearance of Kree and Noxian heavy cavalry broke the other party's plan, and the previous siege turned into the current chaotic situation.

"My chance has come......"

[Bloody Dash]!

Draven broke through the snow beneath his feet and followed the red stream towards the legendary lizardman, his ring-handled axe whipping up endless waves.

"What I desire."

"Challenge, Legend!"

[Spin the Flying Axe]!

The left hand is released, and the ring-handled axe tears through the scattered snowflakes, slashing at the target suspended in the air with lightning speed.

Sonorous!

The halberds and axes clashed at each other, and brilliant sparks bloomed in the air, releasing a fiery temperature that melted the crystalline snowflakes.

Boom!

The moment after the exchange, the sharp axe soared into the air, and with the light that fell, a shadow was reflected in the snow, and Draven arrived just in time, his left hand stretched out, and he grasped the handle of the axe delicately.

"Huh?" Draven's expression changed slightly, and the majestic power of the sharp axe made his arm tremble slightly, and he subconsciously used his dexterity to step on his feet, stepping out one after another deep footprints in the snow.

"Interesting humans, challenging legends?!" Levitating in mid-air, Hansen looked down at Draven in amazement, gently gripping the crimson halberd.

"Good strength, but unfortunately, the road of legends is beyond your reach!"

Rumble!

In the snow-white world, a red glow rose into the sky, reflecting Hansen at this moment like a god, especially the momentum that was released to the fullest, like a rolling blazing flame, baking everyone.

Hansen decided to fight quickly and no longer keep his hand after the fight, Valoran led as a legendary force, it is inevitable that he will give his subordinates some means of saving his life, and now that the two sides are about to fight, he should give some warnings to Valoran, who does not know the so-called.

Whoever offends the Lizardman Temple, die!

The crimson glow condensed, forming a huge vague lizardman phantom behind Hansen: "In the name of my lord Samuel Anya, I sentence you to the punishment of blood, ignorant human!" ”

The lizardman phantom gripped the halberd out of thin air, then swung it violently.

A violent roar exploded, as if the Optimus Pillar had collapsed, faintly dispelling the wind and snow in the area, and then a rich smell of blood filled the air.

"Gods? Sorry, the Noxians never believe in gods, we only believe in ourselves! ”

As if he didn't feel the oppression of the legendary life realm, Dravin moved his body lightly, then looked at Hansen and laughed hideously.

"Moreover, you look a little weak!"

[Cold-blooded pursuit]!

[Cold-Blooded Pursuit: Draven violently throws two huge sharp axes, dealing terrifying physical damage to the targets he hits. When hitting an enemy target, it slowly turns and returns to Draven. Draven can make the axe return early in the middle of the axe's flight. 】

Draven strode forward with the halberd, his fast-spinning ring-handled axe rubbing against the air, leaving jagged trails and wanton materialized energy lingering around him.

Just as the halberd fell, Draven swung his arms and threw two ring-handled axes.

Thundered!

The ring-handled axe that pierced the air slammed into the crimson halberd, surging energy compressing the central area of the confrontation between the two.

In a split second.

The drifting wind and snow exploded, and the layers of crimson ripples spread like flames burning the sky, blasting away the gloomy clouds, revealing the long-lost blue sky.

However, the blue color was only visible for a moment, and it was drowned out by the crimson glow.

Boom!

In the violently torn energy storm, Draven involuntarily rose into the air and fell heavily into the snow, the cold snowflakes irritating his skin and awakening his groggy consciousness.

Snort! Snort!

The ring-handled axe that flew back upside down was stuck at Draven's side, and the axe trembled slightly.

"Gifted? No wonder he dared to invade Mori Chongxing Province and slaughter the veterans of Stigmata. ”

Compared to Draven, Hansen, who is a legend, is much more relaxed, and the surging blood energy shatters the ripples, and he looks at the humans lying in the snow with a sarcastic expression.

It is true that every gifted person has his own uniqueness, but none of the strong people who can embark on the road of legend are simple.

Hansen stepped into the void and reached the top of Draven's head, holding aloft the crimson halberd........

"Sgal, shred it!" Kree rode the desert dragon lizard and arrived just in time, wielding his silver-white battle axe to meet the crimson halberd.

Sonorous!

In the roar of steel, something unexpected happened, and Hansen, who had entered the legendary realm, was actually repelled by Kree, and even the phantom of the lizardman behind him shook faintly.

"I am Admiral Major Sir Cree, please salute me!"

Kree reported his name, and then didn't care about the legendary lizardman, tugging on the reins and spinning around Draven, his bloodstained face smiling.

"Hey, Draven, you look a little embarrassed, hmm... This is not what a glorious executioner looks like! ”

"Don't talk this nonsense, let's deal with the legendary lizardmen together." Draven braced himself up, stood up from the snow, and drew his ring-handled axe embedded in the hard ground.

"Wait, now isn't the time to be pushy, that guy is a little tricky!"

Kree also wants to take out the legendary lizardmen and reap the glory, but he does a good job of suppressing the killing madness in his heart.

Looking up at the recovered legendary lizardman, Kree frowned slightly, for some reason, he felt an inexplicable danger from the lizardman's body. "A bit like what Svein said about the aura of divine power?" Thinking of this mission, he resisted Draven's impulses.

Within his field of vision, Hansen relevitated in mid-air, and the legendary life realm converged, clinging to the surface of the crimson armor and surrounding the scaly body.

"Dragons?" Hansen looked at Sgar under Clary's crotch and let out a surprised voice, and immediately frowned at Crane and the recovered Draven.

Generally speaking, dragonborn creatures are rarely seen in the continent of Calradimos, especially such a powerful dragon lizard, with a faint glimpse of a legendary atmosphere.

And the short guy on his back who looks like a dwarf, which brings him a lot of pressure.

"It seems that the Valoran Territory is very deeply hidden, and His Highness Yve's concerns have come true."

The silent atmosphere suddenly descended on the battlefield of wind and snow, Hansen, Cree, and Draven each had their own fears, making them in a stalemate, no one took the lead, but the battle intent in their eyes did not decrease.

Perhaps sensing the strangeness of this place, even the battlefield not far away slowly separated, and the lizardmen warriors and Noxian heavy cavalry each left a lot of corpses in the white snow.

Seeing this, Kree dragged Draedne and slowly retreated until he joined the Trifali legionnaires and the Noxian heavy cavalry.

Noxus are never afraid of any enemy, but when it comes to carrying out missions, they make it their first priority.

But before leaving, Draven looked back at Hansen in mid-air, and crossed his neck with his right hand in a very provocative gesture.

"Humans, I remember you, and I'm sure we'll meet again soon!"

The swaying snowflakes were scattered, and Hansen let the other party leave, without the participation of the dwarf little guy and the dragonborn, he was absolutely sure that he would have left behind the human soldiers who had infiltrated the province of Mori, but the accident had happened, and he had to report what he found here to the Lizardman Temple, and the Valoran Territory was far more terrifying than expected.

Waving his hand to signal the lizardman array to regroup, his gaze fell on the messy snowy battlefield, and between the hurried exchanges, he could see a lot of things.

The military power of the Valoran Territory is also beyond imagination!