Fortress of Lakstark.

The silvery-white sky dome shimmered crimson with a faint glow, and through the faint clouds, the wisps were reflected in the dark gray walls, as if they were shining like glass.

Modrian stood in front of the palace gates, dressed in crimson armor, holding a hideous and sturdy helmet in both hands, looking down at the fortress under the clouds of war.

As far as the eye can see, Noxian soldiers returning from the depths of the Lemmwall Mountains fill every street, and the dust can be seen between the movements.

The warlike Noxians are always thinking about maintaining their strong fighting power, and the previously peaceful Valoran territory cannot meet their conditions, so the many beasts and monsters in the Levor Mountains have become their best whetstones.

In this war challenge against the western region of Silverpine Province, Darius recalled these belligerent Noxian soldiers, the blood in their cold eyes had not yet faded, and as the orderly array formed, a rich smell of blood wafted in the sky.

Turning his gaze, Modrian looked at the red-hot Noxus furnace releasing its fiery heat, and the young dragon lizard dragged steel carriages from the equipment warehouse, its thick limbs trampling on the thick, hard ground, like a dull drum beating, slowly playing a stirring drum tune.

Whether it's the Noxus soldiers forming an array or the young dragon lizards slowly advancing, their goal is the giant gray-white building [Noxtola].

The crimson light of the sky was reflected in the rippling transparent air, kicking up a hazy cloud of color dust. The Noxian soldiers and baby dragon lizards then teleported to Fort Digvo, where they continued their march towards the improvised camp.

"Valoran Leader, Noxus Legion!"

Modrian muttered softly, looking back slightly, at the many heroes who were silent behind him.

Svein still maintained the dress of an old-fashioned aristocracy, his black cane tapping the ground, and his slightly wrinkled middle-aged face with a faint smile. Behind him was Darius, the black cutter on his back, his eyes lowered to hide his bloody desire. Standing alone in the shadows of the palace, Sain's terrifying face smiling, his moving chin crown speaking of the power of his giant-like body.

"Sinjid, are you going too?" Modrian looked at the alchemist hiding behind Sain and asked. Since becoming the head of the laboratory, he has often not seen this guy.

"Some thoughts, about Hextech and magic potions." Sinjid nodded lightly, and the huge medicine bottle was lifted again, and the bitter smell of the medicine filled the air.

"I want to be able to collect and experiment with ideas during the war, and I want to see for myself if the potion I develop works as well as I imagined!" Out of nowhere, my hands, covered with experimental marks, pulled out a notebook, which was full of dense data.

Modrian nodded, and immediately ignored the neurotic Sinjid, looked down at the hideous helmet, and raised his hands solemnly with a slight force.

It is worn like a crown on the top of the head.

The golden-red glow descended, shining on the slender figure, the eyes hidden in the armor looked up at the sky, and between the clouds, there were Demacian dragon birds circling and soaring, and on the back sat a dragon bird knight in armor and sharp.

Modrian descended the palace stairs first, followed by Svein, Darius, Sain and Sinjid.

Gentle footsteps echoed, like the hands of endless fate, and began to move slowly.

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

Sonorous!

The blood-stained tomahawk slashed at the corpse of the unknown beast that Sgarr had stepped on, as if it touched a hard object, and Cree gently slammed it, and the flesh and bones exploded, revealing a withered, blue-black branch.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" The fierce left eye looked at the branches that writhed like living creatures in front of him, and said disgustingly, I wanted to destroy it immediately, but after thinking of something, he motioned to the Noxian blood-colored soldier on his side to collect it.

Leaping onto Sgar's back, Kree gently stroked the top of the dragon lizard's head with his left hand, soothing the restless emotion. Looking up at the dawn sun, the green mist has faded and the sight has returned to normal.

"I hate the guys in the shadows, don't let me catch you!"

He realized that this operation would not be easy, but he did not expect that he had just entered the plague area and experienced a night, and he had already encountered an abnormal situation.

"Get out of the village!" Looking at the Noxian cavalry that had already gathered, Kree gave the order decisively.

Strange place, then completely ruined.

Cracking sound!

In the faint green mist, the ruined village was burned with blazing flames, an incendiary agent researched by Sinjid that could incinerate the plague area and melt the plague mist.

Each Noxian scout team carries an incendiary agent to clean up and wipe out villages in the plague area.

The extreme heat baked the air, and the mud walls were faintly unbearable, and the tiny cracks were densely packed, revealing the brown mud and sand filled in the walls.

Cree stood silently above the desert dragon lizard's head, orange-red flames reflected in his left eye, and his cruel smile became more and more bloodthirsty.

I burned your place and continued to slaughter, and you still didn't respond?

Sonorous! Sonorous!

The silver-gray axe slapped against Sgar's scales and made a metallic sound, awakening the silent blood of the Noxian cavalry.

Kree looked at the flowing mist, and the blood ** suddenly stirred: "Noxus, will let you know when to be afraid!" ”

The horseshoe trampled, and Kree no longer chose to disperse the scout team, and it would also be arranged along the road, from 100 scout teams to 10 scout teams.

A reasonable change in unexpected circumstances.

After a night of resting and killing, it was started again, perhaps to vent the gloom in his heart, and Kree's methods became more and more irritable and crazy.

Each village that passes through will unleash a boundless slaughter, and after searching for the loot, it will be burned mercilessly, and then pounce on the next target.

The plague-infected people encountered along the way, in the face of the bloodthirsty Noxian soldiers, had no ability to resist at all, and the horse's hooves trampled past, leaving behind the remains of cold, stiff corpses.

And the continued killing of the Noxian cavalry.

As if a ripple was set off on the surface of the silent lake, gradually affecting the entire plague area, and black and reddish smoke rose into the sky, which was the trace of a burned village.

From dawn to dusk, the slaughtering battles are over, and the dotted villages disappear like starlight.

According to the information provided by the War Masons, the galloping Noxian soldiers destroyed about a third of the village, completely cleaning it up and destroying it.

The green mist was gradually stained with a little gray-black dust, wriggling, mixed, indistinguishable from each other, faintly visible and indescribable strange figures quietly watching everything in front of them, and the depressing aura was swirling.

By the faint light of the stars and moon in the sky, the Noxian cavalry slowly dispersed along the cleared village, picked up some dead wood and grass in the field outside the village, used it as firewood and lit it, and lit several bonfires in the resting camp.

At night, the temperature in the silver pine province is slightly cooler in the autumn season, and although it is not yet winter, there is also a biting chill.

Kree looked up at the pitch-black sky, the moonlight was a little bright and dazzling, and even the green mist was stained with a little white moonlight.

Looking around at the silence around him, he lowered his head slightly, hiding the cracked smile at the corner of his mouth, and he sensed the peeping sight, a group of clowns hiding in the shadows.

The campfire shook and the night light was dim.

As if unable to bear the breath of the living, some forbidden shadows suddenly trembled slightly, like a group of creeping and gliding things, quietly approaching the camp, and with the cover of green mist, more than a dozen dry blue-black branches slowly stretched towards the vigilant Noxian soldiers.

"Projection!"

In the roar of the explosion, dozens of pitch-black cavalry spears pierced the night, tearing through the thin mist, especially the ten cavalry spears at the forefront, burning with crimson brilliance and scorching the air.

Ahhh

The strange and piercing broken syllables trembled, and more than a dozen dry branches flew into the air indiscriminately, trying to whip the riding spear, but the sharp blade directly cut off the branches, and then stabbed viciously into the shadows.

Crimson blood splattered, and the creeping creatures were pinned to the ground, and a human-like wail rang out.

The white moonlight shone on the pitch-black armor, and the Noxian cavalry slowly stepped out of the fog, and with the help of the fireworks of the campfire, they looked at the monsters that looked like a jungle in front of them.

Even the vigilant soldier who seemed to be sleeping before had risen in full gear, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and his expression was full of solemnity.

"What are these miscellaneous things?" Kree rode Sgar out of the array, looking at the steel jungle of spears in front of him, pinned to the writhing and struggling monsters below.

The disgusting imagery, especially the shattered flesh and mildew-stained bones of the bush interior, which appear to be feeding on the plague-infected, but can't resist the temptation of the food after smelling the scent of the living.

"It's a blighter!" A hoarse voice rang out behind Kree, a Noxian soldier in a black cloak with chain mail underneath.

He walked in front of Kree, kept a safe distance from the monsters, and slowly crouched down, carefully observing the structure of the monsters and the blood that flowed out.

"Okay, then, Noxus War Stonemason, can you explain it to me?" Kree's left eye looked at the twisted blighted monster with a slightly excited expression.

If it weren't for the arrival of the war stonemasons in the plague area, they wouldn't know what the monsters hidden in the fog were, and they wouldn't have used bait as a trap to seduce them.

Who would have thought that such a sinister and disgusting monster would be hidden in the bushes and jungles that can be seen everywhere in the plague area.

"Blighters are enlightened plants endowed with intelligence and mobility, while also expanding a plague infected by darkness."

"They draw the dark nourishment from the dirt and spread it around with the evil will of these plagues." The War Mason whispered, his face covered with solemnity under the black cloak.

Since being summoned to the continent of Karadimos, these war stonemasons have not only maintained their combat power, but also learned the knowledge of this world.

"It's okay here, they lurk in the bushes and wait for the enemy to get closer, then manipulate the surrounding plants to entangle and hinder the enemy before they attack."

"Further inside, there are already villages and towns that have been overrun by these blighters, devouring and killing all the natives!"

"Lord Kree, I suggest leaving the plague area as soon as possible, the mutation situation is no longer something that the scout team can solve." The War Masons said in a heavy tone.

According to the information they had scavenged, the area around the city of Edalas and the Gate of Sorrows was so dangerous that they could not delve deeper, and even war stonemasons had died in the plague area.

Hearing this, Kree was slightly silent, and his fierce left eye was full of unwillingness, but because of the particularity of the war stonemasons, their words must be taken seriously by every Noxian general!

"What about those monsters?"

"Burn them!"

The flames burned and enveloped the immobile wilted monsters, and the countless roots and branches struggled to no avail, and finally turned into clumps of ashes.

The incendiary produced by Sinjid's alchemy laboratory can be described as a big show in this plague operation, burning the village and burning this group of monsters.

"Is it over? But I'm not done yet! Kree muttered as he looked at the surging green mist, looking back at the Noxian cavalry behind him in full gear, and weakly raised his silver-gray battle axe, ready to signal to leave.

"Huh!" A burning sensation came from his chest, and Kree stretched out his arm and pulled a stone from his armor that glowed red.

"Aha, the battle isn't over yet!"

The white moonlight shone on the interior of the village, a touch of blood soaked the dark night, and in front of a broken building, the crimson flames burned and the black ashes drifted away with the cold wind.

Gregory wiped the red blood from his metal mask and looked solemnly at the blinking wreckage of the buildings around him, like the blue-black figure of a human woman.

Alerted by the War Stonemason, they were still ambushed, not just the Blight, but another dark creature.

Vampire Banshees, low-level vampire monsters that live in the bottomless abyss, love to wander deserted villages and ruined towns, devouring the living who pass by, especially the strong mercenaries are most popular with them.

In the bright moonlight, the group of vampire banshees gained a great bonus, and at the same time, in the depths of the village, the looming dark force invaded, burrowing into every inch of skin.

and the blighted monsters that continued to spread in the green mist, surrounding the Noxian cavalry, but due to the influence of the flames, these dark plants did not get too close, but weaved a network of roots on the periphery, intending to completely trap the living in front of them.

Call! Gregory took a deep breath and looked determined, he couldn't hesitate any longer, or they would really be left in the filthy plague area.

The soldiers guarding the crimson war horse are likely to encounter accidents with the war horse, and all they can rely on now is themselves.

Gregory looked around at the monsters around him, his eyes glinting with bloodthirsty **.

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