A man with a bloody mark on his head was lying forward, his face was full of frightened expression, because he was too nervous, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, rolled forward a few times, and was about to get up, suddenly, behind him, a tall figure walked out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why, coward, is this your limit?"

The tall figure was draped in heavy, exaggerated metal armor, and a blood-colored robe dragged behind him, most notably carrying a huge axe the length of his own body.

"I, I, no, don't kill me," the man lying on the ground begged for mercy with complete spinelessness.

"There is no need for cowards in my army," the tall figure's voice was full of iron, and he mercilessly raised the giant axe in his hand and slashed at the man below him.

"No, no, ah~!!" The screams stopped abruptly, and scarlet blood splattered in all directions.

The tall figure stepped on the corpse below him and pulled out the giant axe, he didn't care about the blood on it, and put the giant axe on his shoulder, making him look like a bloody killing god now. The armor on the corpse under him was similar to his own, apparently from the same country and army.

"Darius," a cold voice came from behind him, and the tall guy known as Darius turned, and in front of him stood a man who was a head shorter than himself.

The crutch in his hand, a bird's head crutch, a green robe, his cold and extremely calm features made his cheeks look like a false mask, and a crow stood on his shoulder, which made him more mysterious than the cold.

"Viennes," Darius clearly knew the guy standing in front of him, but still didn't care about missing out, and walked past Viennes.

"So, you're ready?" Vinnes asked in that calm tone, without looking back.

Darius stopped, and the two stood there back to back, an invisible momentum rushing between them, the coldness of Vinnes, and the killing intent of Darius.

"That's right, that one is the last scum," said Darius after a moment, "and my men are ready to follow me into war." ”

A hint of coldness flashed between Wiennes's eyes, and he continued, "Then I hope you can succeed, you also know our purpose, I don't know if we really want to invade this land, there is no interest for us here, we just need to help them hold back most of the army, this is the condition they proposed." ”

"Huh, hold on?" Darius sneered, "Those fragile armies, my warriors walked past them and they didn't exist, and I even doubt that they would have the courage to fight me." ”

Vinnes didn't speak, but his sharp gaze revealed that he didn't approve of the god-killing statement behind him.

The two of them were silent for a moment, and on their left side there was a gust of wind, and the air was filled with golden grains of sand—on either side of them was a huge desert as far as the eye could see, and on the other side, a mighty army, equally boundless, from the strongest army of Valoran, the strongest army of Noxus, the Legion of Darius.