"Sindra, if you really want to help, stay here and guard the temple of Pallas." After careful consideration, Jeno said to Sindra.

"What about you? Won't you stay with me? As soon as these words came out, Sindra was directly stunned, and the braids that were about to be braided also spread out.

"I have more important things to do, and of course what you have to do is also important. If Svein wasn't stupid, he would have sent troops to attack the sanctuaries in order to destroy their culture and force the heroes to fight their own battles, so that they could not be assembled to pose a strong enough threat. The temple of Pallas doesn't have enough strength to defend against the Noxian invasion, so that's why I let you stay and guard it. ”

Ionia's unique practice has led to people looking for their sanctuaries in particular, even at the cost of their lives.

One of the most prestigious sanctuaries is the Precidian, the sanctuary of harmony in Ionia.

Located in the heart of this land, Presidium is one of the holiest places in Ionia. Many people travel long distances to study at prestigious universities or meditate in the lush enchanted gardens.

In order to improve her dancing skills, Irelia left home to learn from some of the most famous dancers in Ionia before leaving home to visit Presidium in Navoli. That's why it's the place where the guards are the strongest.

Needless to say, this is why it is a coveted invasion target for Noxus......

As for the other sanctuaries, the place of enlightenment of wisdom is guarded by Karma the Apocalypse; The Silana Monastery allows people to understand the connection between themselves and the spiritual realm, and is guarded by Li Qing, the host of the Divine Dragon Spirit; The temple of Pallas alone was not garrisoned by enough strength to resist the Noxian army.

Sindra was clearly unhappy with the outcome, which seemed to her to be no different from drawing a prison. The dark orb beside her was like a pimple on her face when it was on fire, and it came out of nothingness in a frenzy.

Negative emotions from Sindra +1000*10

Jeno couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, swallowed hard and said with a dry smile: "This is only temporary, in the end, I will let all the heroes gather in Presidian to meet the Nuo army, and then I will open the portal to take you over, and I won't let you be overdone." ”

Does Sindra care about being underused? Of course not.

She squinted at Jeno until she saw a hint of sincerity on his face, and then she turned her head and reluctantly agreed to the offer, hoping to end the boring war quickly.

After convincing Sindra, Jeno asked Norr to open the portal and send Ahri and Niko to Fuguang Island, so that he was relieved to leave Garin.

His tentative plan was to rally the heroes of Ionia and launch a counterattack in Presidium.

As for why he fought back at Presidian, the last line of defense of Ionia, it was because he felt that Svein, who was only a mortal before, could occupy Presidium with only a group of weak veterans, so this time, with the power of demons to command a powerful army, he could easily rule the city.

Of course, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the plans drawn up in advance can change at any time according to the situation.

In the order in which the battle line advances, Jeno will meet the heroes with extraordinary combat power one by one from west to east.

……

Two months ago

In the Audience Hall of the Immortal Fortress of Noxus, the thrones of the Emperors stood.

It is a huge object, hewn from a single block of obsidian, rough and angular. Countless flags hung beside them, tall columns formed sharp angles, candles burned on the menorah, and everything led the eyes of the guests to the throne.

Paste, it is the only master of the whole space.

However, the throne was empty, as it had been since the death of the previous Noxian Commander.

The hall felt spacious enough to accommodate a thousand people, but now it was empty, and since the establishment of the Trifali Council, the military promotion system was at the height of the empire, and the nobles of the old era who respected blood were no longer eligible to appear in the hall.

At the foot of the throne sat three figures on a simple marble table, the Iron Triangle of the Trifali Council.

What Trivary means is that together the three of them each represent a kind of strength—cunning, force, and cunning. The implication of this scenario is that a single person could bring down Noxus through incompetence, madness, or corruption, while three people would always have two people who could suppress an out-of-control individual.

Sitting in the middle, with eagle-eyed eyes on him, Jericho Svein, the famous man of vision, the new Grand Commander. It was he who removed the mediocre emperor from the throne and single-handedly established the Trifali Council, saving the empire from danger.

To his right sits the Grand General Darius, the legendary Hand of Noxus, the leader of the elite Trifali Legion, who commands the armies of the entire Empire and is the physical embodiment of the Empire's armed forces.

The third person, known as the "Faceless One", means cunning. The man was wrapped from head to toe in a wide robe layered. Wearing an expressionless, cold-gazed, smooth black mask, even the small hole that exposes the eyes is covered by a black wire mesh, completely obscuring the person's identity. The hands were also not exposed, all hidden in the sleeves of heavy fabric.

On the marble table in front of the three of them lay an envelope, which had brought the Trifali Council together.

The meeting had already begun, and Darius saw that the other two had no intention of making a move, and that one of the old fellows had only one arm left, and the other did not even want to show his hand, so he had no choice but to grab the envelope and tear open the cover, and present the letter paper on the table.

Svein's eagle eyes swept over and saw that it was a seal requesting reinforcements, and that it was Kahlan who had signed it.

Karan, the defending general of Filol, was remembered by Svein.

The Vastaya who had surrendered to him had shown great personal strength in the last war of aggression against Ionia, and had made great achievements. But it was impressive that the rewards he demanded from the Empire were far from matching the military exploits he had obtained, and this was one of the few problems he had yet to figure out why.

"General Kalan's troops were attacked by Ionian suicides, and the killers blew up one of the battleships, and by the way, also set fire to the two battleships next to them, and the thirty-three battleships stationed on the island of Philo lost three, and even the general himself was wounded. The general said that this was Ionia's provocation to Noxus, and asked us to immediately send troops to attack Ionia. ”

Svein read out the contents of the seal in a deep voice, pushed it to the other two to watch, and asked calmly, "What do you two think?" ”

"No toleration!" Darius said categorically, his accent was rough and rustic, not as cultured as Svein's, but he had a taste of iron.

The Faceless One nodded in agreement. The Faceless One never spoke, and Darius didn't even know if the other party was male or female.

"Then send troops immediately, the sons and daughters of Noxus can't wait to set foot in that archipelago wonderland again, bad... It's just a high-sounding excuse. Svein spoke again, his sonorous voice like a sword unsheathed.

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ps: Hot water drink vomited