The crimson sigil dryad is incredibly destructive, and the hardness of the Iron Thistle, a specialty of the Glory Forest, is comparable to that of steel, but it is still easily crushed.

The crimson sigil tree monster with its head raised seemed to be hiding something, and Darkwell was keenly aware of the big guy's abnormality, and a hint of red light came into his eyes.

"One formation and three defensive formations, the rest retreat!"

With Darkwell's order, almost all of the soldiers on Rayser's garrison retreated a few steps in an orderly manner, leaving only a line of people in formation.

The man in the middle of the formation also stopped, and the sides spread out to form a herringbone.

Rumble!

The Crimson Mark Tree suddenly spat out a scorching tongue of fire that formed an awl shape and stopped right in front of the soldier in the middle of the formation.

The other soldiers also spread out just enough to avoid the tongue of fire.

All the other generals showed a look of surprise, they were able to make the most correct choice in an instant, and it took extremely perverted perception and insight, Darkwell, an elderly general, could still do it to this extent......

Darkwell waved the flag disapplauded, "Start with a formation and outflank it as quickly as possible, and target the Crimson Mark Tree Monster!" ”

The Crimson Mark Dryad was still moving slowly, and the soldiers of the Rayser garrison had already surrounded him.

"First wave of magic attack, unleash debuff type black magic!"

Each formation was accompanied by a black mage, which was characteristic of the Rayser garrison army, and under the protection of other soldiers, the black mage began to chant magic.

"Shield Wall!"

The warrior with the shield stood in front of the rest of the soldiers, holding his large shield aloft.

"Roar!" The Crimson Mark Dryad raised its stout forelimbs almost at the same time as Darkwell gave the order.

Boom!

The crimson mark tread's forelimbs trampled on the ground, and the battlefield flew away in an instant, but fortunately, the soldiers guarding Rayser had already formed a shield wall to block this wave of attacks.

The dark magic is also condensed, and the magicians wave their wands, aiming for the Crimson Mark Dryad!

Airplanes......

With a dull sound, the Crimson Mark Dryad's movements suddenly stopped, as if it was suppressed by something, and the momentum of its whole body weakened a lot.

"Archers in position!"

After the Dark Magic attack, Darkwell decisively gave the order for a second wave of attacks, and the Dark Mages stepped back to make room for the archers.

"Ice Arrow, let's go!"

This order made the other generals stunned for a moment, after the ice arrow, the soldiers' bows would be damaged, and the bowstrings would also be frozen by the ice air, although it could be repaired automatically, but it could not be used for a short time.

So normally, these generals will order to shoot a few waves of normal arrows first, and then use ice arrows.

Darkwell knew what the others were thinking, but he didn't mean to explain, the Crimson Mark Dryad had a high resistance, and he had to destroy this guy in waves.

If you use a normal arrow, after a round of attacks, maybe the effect of the dark magic will fade, and the effect of the ice arrow will be very poor at that time.

Ice-blue arrows shot at the Crimson Mark Dryad from all directions, this big guy was already slow, and coupled with the debuff of black magic, he couldn't dodge the attack at all, so he could only resist hard.

"Roar!" The Crimson Mark Treant writhed in pain, even though he had strong defenses, but his defenses were weakened and he was still impaled by ice arrows.

The icy aura covered the Crimson Mark Dryad with a layer of ice-blue mist, in addition to the pulsing red crystals.

"Epic Monsters are nothing more than that." There are generals who breathe a sigh of relief.

Loew wiped his sweat as well, "It's mainly Lord Darkwell's command." ”

Delsa also smiled and said, "yes, I don't know what good things you can get from killing an epic demonic beast." ”

Darkwell didn't care about the words of these people, but stared at the battlefield, not relaxing in the slightest, as if waiting for something.

Finally, the red crystal on the Crimson Mark Dryad pulsed violently, and Darkwell's eyes lit up.

"Run!"

This order was only one word, but those who had followed Darkwell on the campaign knew that it was the most disobedient order.

All the soldiers quickly withdrew from the battlefield, and the Shield Warrior even threw away the large shield, moving away from the Crimson Mark Dryad as fast as he could.

"It's so hot......"

"Why did the temperature rise all of a sudden?"

The ice-blue mist on the Crimson Mark Dryad evaporated, and the red crystal burst out with a dazzling light!

Rumble!

As the end came, with the Crimson Mark Tree Monster as the center, the flames rolled in!

Everyone except Darkwell was blindsided, which was more heart-wrenching than a volcanic eruption, and the fire energy squeezed out of the crimson mark dryad's body seemed to incinerate everything!

The flames didn't last long, and after a few seconds, the area of nearly a hundred meters around the crimson mark dryad's body was charred black, and several unlucky soldiers who were slow were burned to ashes, and others were burned by the scorching air of the flames.

Most of the soldiers were intact and unwounded......

The crimson sigil dryad's body fluctuated violently, and the red crystals on its body dimmed a little.

"This ...... Still fighting? "Someone is terrified, and who knows if Darkwell will be able to predict the release of this trick next time?

"Get around it, this guy is terrifying."

"I also think that he is very slow, so there is no need to ...... with him"

While the generals were debating how to avoid the Crimson Mark Dryad, Darkwell jumped off his horse!

Darkwell's hand rested on the hilt of the saber at his waist, and an eerie cold aura spread.

Darkwell's fingers tapped rhythmically against the hilt of his sword, would the aged general face the Crimson Mark Dryad himself?

"No!"

"Lord Darkwell, please stay!"

"This monster is terrifying, Lord Darkwell, we still ......"

"It's been a long time since I drew my sword." Darkwell muttered to himself, "It's time for my old bones to move. ”

Scold!

Cold-lit iron cloak!

When the sword came out of its scabbard, it was obvious that rust had fallen off, showing how long it had been since Darkwell had drawn his sword.

At this time, the soldiers of Noxus remembered the dusty legend.

Sword Demon, Darkwell.

It was only when Darkwell drew the sword that those who mocked him for his old frailty would understand how ignorant they were.

"Sword of Orn!"

"I thought it was just a legend......"

"A sword forged by Orn, the god of creation...... Did it really exist? ”

Darkwell's hand was more like an ice pick on the Freljord Ice Field than a sword!

The eerie appearance did not make people ignore his presence in the slightest, and Darkwell gently stroked the blade of the sword, a heartfelt smile on his face.

Bite!

The tip of the Sword of Orn is on the ground, starting with Darkwell, and the scorched black earth turns into an ice field in the blink of an eye!

In this world of ice and snow, Darkwell slowly walked towards the Crimson Mark Dryad, its snow-white beard fluttering in the wind......

Zizi ......

Orn's sword dragged a white streak across the ice, and Darkwell glanced up at the Crimson Mark Dryad.

"Ahem......" Darkwell's old face was a little helpless, "A hundred years ago, you could take your life in the blink of an eye." ”