Very weird scene.

At the far end of the plain were Sinjid running wildly, leaving behind a poisonous trail of misery and fear, while behind him were the plague-infected who had lost their minds in a surging march and scrambled into the poisonous mist, eventually turning into rotting and stiff corpses, silently speaking of the fragility of life.

Even a small number of those who escaped will fall into the dark green poisonous mist again in Sinjid's pursuit, and the most pitiful of them may be those infected with the plague imprisoned on the strong sticky, and at the end of their lives, regain their sanity, and then sniff the poisonous fog and fall to the plains, falling painlessly into the endless darkness.

"This guy ........." Modrian chuckled and shrugged his shoulders helplessly as he looked at Sinjid, who was running back and forth on the plain. Darius, take the pressure off him, and don't run in vain to collect plague data. ”

As soon as the words fell, Darius on his side stepped away from the watchtower, and between his steps, the bloody aura suddenly rose.

The wide walls paved with boulders stood the Noxian soldiers who had already lined up in formation, the distant firelight was all over the sky, reflected in the indifferent eyes, the strong bow was carried, and the sharp arrows in the sword pot at the waist glowed coldly.

"Get on the arrow!" Darius looked around at the armoured and bow-wielding Noxian soldiers, his right hand raised high, his gaze resting on the plague-infected as they slowly approached the camp, and his plain face showed a hint of murder.

"Aim! Pull the strings! ”

"Put !!"

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The moonlight shone on the plains, the sound of dense bowstrings resounded, and sharp arrows fell like showers, obscuring the night sky, and then snatched the lives of many plague-infected people in an instant.

Immediately, the sound of continuous bow draws continued, the rhythm of unhurried and impatient, cold and merciless eyes, and the Noxian soldiers harvested the lives of the plague-infected in front of the camp in silence.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a rain of arrows descending on the area to the right, and he knew that he was no longer in charge there, and that he could just take care of the plague infected behind him.

Heavy steel shields stood in front of him, heavy hinged trucks turned on again, and the boundless slaughter dimmed the blue starlight in the night, and the bright moon was stained with red-green colors.

"Maybe it's time for Sinjid to make the [Plague Breath Device] first!" Modri stood quietly on the city wall, looking at the plain battlefield that was completely controlled in front of him, and thoughts were surging in his mind, Zuan's Hextech was still unique.

Considering the terrifying airborne nature of the plague, he and Darius were reluctant to send Noxian soldiers to charge them head-on. But with the Plague Exhalation Device on, the situation will be very different. In particular, the situation of Edalas City and the Gate of Sorrow is unknown, and he needs to prepare in advance.

In terms of potions, the production can be postponed later, and after collecting the data this time, I don't know if the potions will be adjusted.

Therefore, for the current situation of Valoran Territory, the most important thing is to find out the situation in the western region of Silver Pine Province, and the departure of the Shadow Stream interferes with the normal collection of some intelligence information.

As for Kuroki Province! Modrian's brow furrowed slightly. Perhaps it has been destroyed by the plague army.

In the end, he still felt that it was better to wait until after the news of the robbery before making plans, and rash decisions might have unnecessary implications.

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

Silverpine Province, Edalas City.

The majestic city still stood tall in the mountains, with six-foot walls just enough to block the road to the pass, but after the invasion of the jackals, the booming economy gradually faded, and the rise of Valoran took a severe toll on the city's trade, and the once crowded flow of people and caravans disappeared.

Fortunately, many nobles have not really made a choice because of the unknown situation within the Stoke Kingdom, so that this once [Golden Crossroads] still maintains a certain prosperity and hundreds of thousands of permanent residents.

The night was hazy and the soft moonlight was falling, and the city of Edalas had been tormented by the plague during the day, and finally fell into silence, and the stench in the air was much lessened.

It wasn't until the strange fluctuations spread from the direction of the Blackwood Province to the towering city that the silence was slowly broken, and the restlessness spread in the darkness, and the seeds of despair buried in the isolated area of Edalas City sprouted and bore fruit, and they hated the normal people who watched this place with colored eyes.

Why can't we go back home? Why do acquaintances disappear every day? Why do we have to go through the feeling of waiting for death?

A faint green mist swept away with the figure's longing towards the safe area, those who were slightly infected slowly lost their minds, dark green pustules crawled up the skin, the itchy feeling entered the mind along the nerves, and the clear eyes became cloudy.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Countless desperate roars suddenly echoed in the sky, white moonlight shattered, mingled with pained cries and struggles for mercy, and the light of a fire burned from a corner and then began to burn into the surrounding buildings.

The awakened soldiers were completely drowned in the tide of the plague before they could prepare, and the infected who had lost their minds begged for mercy at all costs, the color of madness all over their eyes, the blood of blood stimulated their minds, and they destroyed everything they saw.

Riots and chaos appeared in the streets and alleys, and the bustling buildings were impacted, which was once buried in the heart of the **, after a high intensity of suppression, it was released to the greatest extent tonight, and the guards in front of it were torn apart by the thugs above, turning into a cold corpse.

The piercing magic alarm kept sounding, and the aristocratic forces in the city of Edalas wanted to stop this sudden outbreak of riot, but when they saw the plague gas gradually floating and spreading, everyone realized that something was wrong.

The biggest difference between nobles and commoners is that nobles have a certain knowledge system and inheritance accumulation, so the nobles make the 'right' choice, they immediately prepare to evacuate, and some of them approach Harriman Castle, hoping to get help from the Harriman family.

In the moonlight after the clouds, Roderick was suspended in the sky, frowning at the city of Edalas that had fallen into riot and destruction below, and said in a deep voice: "That guy's breath is gone again!?" ”

When they came here in pursuit of the Plague Legend, the towering city in front of them was already in flames, and the green plague aura covered most of the city, causing them to lose the aura of the Plague Legend.

"I feel a trace of that guy's despair here, otherwise ....." Jennansen looked down at the human city, otherwise the plague wouldn't be so restless and terrifying, devouring people's hearts.

Some of the remnants of the Abomination of the Plague God are unleashed in cities with a population of hundreds of thousands, and those who are slightly or severely infected will completely lose their minds before the strange abomination of the Plague power.

And the city of Edalas will cease to exist in this outbreak of the plague.

As for the rescue, sorry, the oracle mission is important, not to mention that they are lizardmen, and they are in a state of hostility with the human kingdom, so it is not bad to not add a fire of destruction.

It may not only be the city of Edaras, if their memory is correct, the Gate of Sorrows, which is not far away, is also within the affected area of the plague, and there is another baron's territory, Valoran Territory, which is a newly rising legendary power in the Stoke Kingdom, and it is unknown how it has been lost in this plague.

"That guy has two choices, one is to go south from here, to Limontanlu, and the other is to go east from here and enter Valoran's territory!" Jennansen said softly, the two places mentioned are not good places to get along.

Limontamlu, guarded by the old guy Craigie, coupled with the rumored news, there are at least two legendary powerhouses on the surface. The same is true for Valoran Territory, as a newly rising legendary force, it has never been able to find out the number of legendary powerhouses behind it, which is incredible.

"We need to make a choice!"