Chapter 65: The Call

Lin Zhao flew forward in a hurry, his body was taken by inertia, and he suddenly fell backwards. The two silver-light spears holding the clods www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion immediately staggered back and held Lin Zhao's upper body.

"Shhhh

The exposed flesh on his hand hit the dirt, and the pain was so sharp that it was like tearing his lungs. Lin Zhao grinned and inhaled between his teeth.

His eyes were hard open, cold and painful from the fast-flying wind. He saw the glow of those magic explode in all directions, and some of the light splattered and swept into his body, immediately causing either internal or external injuries, cutting his whole body in pain.

Phew――

The silver spear carried Lin Zhao and the clods of earth under him forward, and in the blink of an eye, he reached Idro's side.

At this time, Idro was already a long way away from Soraka and the others. Behind him was the sacred tree, and this was the place where the war was fiercest. Those runic energies exploded and collided, chaotic and crazy, even more terrifying than when Sindra went out of control.

"The big fish didn't come back, so I caught a small shrimp." Yi Deluo sneered, suddenly suppressed his smile, and said to Lin Zhao, "Master, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to belittle you. I mean, you're important to Noxus, but for the current form of the war, the commander of the Ionian army is more useful than you. ”

"Heh......" Lin Zhao rolled his eyes, and wanted to let out a laugh to show disdain, but the word "heh" came out of his mouth, and it immediately turned into a grinning sound. It was a chaotic war between masters, and only the same masters could resist it, and the various magic and martial arts that flew over injured Lin Zhao by mistake, and Yi Deluo didn't care at all.

The wounds on Lin Zhao's body were getting heavier and heavier, more and more blood was flowing out, his mental head was getting worse and worse, and his consciousness was about to become blurred. And Idro turned a blind eye to this, seemingly completely ignoring Lin Zhao's life and death.

"It's a pity that the Ionian commander has been protected, and now that she is being held hostage, there is no chance." Yi Deluo sighed and said to Lin Zhao, "I finally arrived at the top of the mountain, I can't rob adults, so let's cut down your sacred tree honestly." ”

Lin Zhao was dazed, and he was next to the aftermath of the attacks that came from all directions, how could he still care about what Idro said.

The scuffle under the sacred tree became more and more intense, and the scars on the holy tree became more and more horizontal, and Lin Zhao was in a trance, and even saw that there was resin flowing out of those cracks.

The resin contained a rich aura of rune energy, which made Lin Zhao, who had become a magician, couldn't help but salivate and licked his lips.

Idro's silver-light spear seemed to work surprisingly well against the sacred tree, and the magically constructed spears sank into the sacred tree's skin, and immediately disappeared, and then there were several deep wounds on the sacred tree, and resin gurgled out.

But compared to the countless attacks on the sacred tree, the damage caused to it by Idro was only a drop in the ocean. With the increase of wounds, the outflow of resin, and the overflow of runic energy, the entire Ionians on the Holy Mountain became extremely crazy, whether it was these masters on the top of the mountain or on the mountainside. Those at the foot of the mountain.

"See, see, Master? These Ionians, the self-proclaimed noble and peaceful city-states, looked even more terrible than the Noxians to this day. Do you see this in your prophecies that you don't know if they're true or not? Idro smirked.

The Ionian masters frantically attacked the Noxians who were cutting down under the sacred tree, and the irrational attack caused more casualties on both sides. Splatters of blood and brains stained the crumbling bark of the sacred tree. Under the aftermath of countless attacks, Lin Zhao's body was almost out of shape, and he couldn't even moan from his throat, only with the power of the North Wind Divine Dragon, he was hanging for a breath.

"See, Master. These ignorant and backward Ionians are changing under our attack. That's a good thing. "The magic of the silver-light spear of Idro is used like a floating cannon, some are cutting trees, some are killing, some are fending off the attacks of the Ionians. He still had the spare time to look at Lin Zhao and speak to Lin Zhao, "Huh? How did you become like this? Are you going to give you a burial with the sacred tree of your city-state? Do you think I am going to fulfill you? ”

A burst of green light flashed, looming around Lin Zhao and Idro, and their breath was faint. The light couldn't stop the aftermath of those attacks, but it still made Idro show a faint look of surprise.

Yi Deluo stared at Lin Zhao in surprise for a long time, and even stopped his attack on the sacred tree.

"Master, I originally thought that if you did well in our war against Ionia, I would sponsor you to join Noxus, and with your ability, you might even be able to become a nobleman of Noxus. But, Master, you've disappointed me so much. A silver spear condensed in Yi Deluo's hand, and the sharp spearhead was aimed at Lin Zhao through the green light screen, but he seemed to have scruples and refused to start, "So, master, I think I will fulfill you, let you be buried with the holy tree." ”

Lin Zhaomo vaguely heard the last few words, he seemed to realize what was going to happen, he barely opened his eyes, saw the silver light through the green light screen, laughed miserably, and wanted to scold Idro a word, but he couldn't say it.

…… Damn it!

He cursed in his heart.

Under the protection of the North Wind Divine Dragon, he can at least save a life temporarily. But this way of saving his life is not long-lasting, the power of the North Wind Divine Dragon is extremely depleting for him now, and it will cause the collapse of his body casually, so the green light screen that appears above his body can only resist Idro's magic for a short time at most.

He doesn't even feel any hope of being saved now.

For a moment, he even felt that the backstory from the game in his previous life was fake.

With such a war and so many powerful figures, how could Irelia turn the tide of the war alone?

And until now, Irelia has not appeared.

Lin Zhao felt himself in despair.

Yi Deluo aimed at Lin Zhaolao with a silver spear for a long time, and finally shook his hand and threw it on the holy tree.

The sacred tree suddenly cracked with a serious scar, and the other scars were crisscrossed and densely packed.

"It's almost over."

The voice of the North Wind Divine Dragon resounded in Lin Zhao's soul.

Lin Zhao knew that the North Wind Divine Dragon was talking about the life of the Holy Tree.

The despair hidden in his heart suddenly overflowed.

If the sacred tree is really finished, then can Ionia be saved?

Even if Irelia wakes up, what's the use?

Ionia is not saved, can she survive?

He opened his eyes vigorously, and his gaze passed through the myriad of magical light, and he saw the sky fortress floating quietly above the sky, as if it were completely two worlds from Preshidian.

Is Sindra cultivating in it and doesn't know her condition yet?

If she knew what she was like now, would she come to save herself?

……

"Irelia!"

He screamed in despair, hoarsely.