The rain fell from the sky, over the rich voodoo, and with a stinking breath struck the granite mountains with a foul slight corrosion sound, and then down the mottled eroded waterways towards the dilapidated granite buildings.

It's a rainy night in Noxus.

The old town, which had fallen into disrepair, was crumbling in the corrosive acid rain, and the streets were lit with the few remaining magic lamps that had not been completely destroyed by the years, and under the magic lamps, the undisciplined patrols walked lazily and complained about the ghost weather, yawning and discussing which tavern to go to for a drink in the basement when the shift was changed.

In the entire ground part of Noxus, only the highest peak of the granite mountain, the Supreme Military Council of Noxus, that is, the military headquarters, was free from the influence of voodoo and enjoyed the baptism of beautiful spring rain.

Classical magic lamps illuminate every corner of the building on the top of the highest mountain, and the bright yellow lights illuminate every detail of the former Noxian palace: the reliefs of swords and shields carved into the walls of the main hall made of white stone, the large number of white stone columns next to the reliefs, the large white stone square in front of the white stone columns, and the obsidian carvings of the first emperor of the former Noxian Empire charging with prancing horses.

A drizzle of rain fell on the old obsidian statue, sliding over his head and down his beard, his fierce and fierce armor, and the mighty warhorse beneath his crotch. Under the bright yellow light, this iron-blooded emperor who was once invincible in the world seemed to be resurrected again, and with his endless fighting spirit from hell stepping on this spring rain to come to the world again.

"I hate this statue." At this time, someone whispered to the side.

The person who spoke was a tall man dressed in pitch-black full-body armor, even his face was completely wrapped, his voice was low and hoarse, he couldn't tell his age at all, his arm was forcefully grasping a long sword wrapped in a pitch-black scabbard hanging from his waist, the whole person did not move in the thick rain, allowing the rain to flow through his body, under the bright yellow light, if he did not speak, it was completely like another pitch-black statue of the god of war.

"My subordinates will destroy it tomorrow." A man in scarlet armor who stood respectfully behind the pitch-black god of war whispered, this man's eyebrows were sharp, and even if he was not angry, he was the hand of Noxus who had rushed back from the War College, Darius.

"Let's think about how to survive tonight." A voice came from the other side, it was an extremely thin lame man, on crutches, and just by looking at his grim countenance, you could feel how much filth this man was hiding in his belly, and at this moment the man was teasing a black crow standing on his shoulder that was tending to his wet feathers, and he was teasing and smiling from time to time, and that warm smile was extremely strange on his gloomy face.

Darius, who had a rather fiery temper, did not get angry this time, but only glanced at the lame man, but did not speak.

"Svein is right." The man in the pitch-black full-body armor had a faint voice, and he couldn't hear any emotion, "How is the assassination squad arranged?" ”

"The enemy will come out of the third block at junction No. 1, where I ambushed three hundred men. It was almost a straight line from the third block to here, and I dropped three hundred people every three hundred yards. On the mountain road, I dropped a thousand men, Sain, and Urgat. A conservative estimate can consume half of the enemy's strength. The lame man was still teasing the crow on his shoulder, without the slightest respect for Shangfeng.

"It's not like you." The man in pitch-black full-body armor seemed to be smiling, and the smile was very faint.

"General, you must understand that in the face of absolute strength, any stratagem is useless." Svein suddenly turned his head, and his tone was very cold, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with others questioning him.

"Svein, don't be rude to the general." Darius subconsciously stepped forward, trying to suppress Svein's forward body.

"It's okay." The pitch-black god of war, known as the general, shook his hand and signaled that there was nothing to do, "He is right, he deserves to be the number one brain of my Noxus, I am very pleased." If I die tonight, I'm sure I'm not going to be defeated, I'm not going to die, I'm going to be more brilliant. He waved his hand faintly and spoke faintly of his death.

"General......" Darius was silent for a long time as he listened to the words that resembled last words, and the rain slid from the corners of his forehead into his armor, but he didn't realize it, and he could only say at worst, "Long live Noxus." ”

"Hooray...... General repeated the word for a long time, "Tonight, any of us could die." ”

No one spoke again.

The rain continued to fall, and the three men without umbrellas looked at the dark night in silence.

The smell of death is approaching.

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Intersection No. 1 of the third block.

The worn-out covering iron sheet was pushed away, and an emerald green shoe was the first to step into the earth dripping with acid rain.

"No, no, say, Nock, Sas, really, a, rotten, place." Master Yi dusted off the rancid raindrops on his shoulders and let out a strong sip of wine.

Sun Wukong followed him and stepped on the ground, as soon as he appeared in the rain, he arched his body and held the bronze giant stick in his hand in front of him, and he felt a strong murderous aura coming from all corners.

"Don't, be nervous." Master Yi pulled out the strange-shaped green sword behind him, and walked towards the dilapidated avenue outside as if he were strolling, "Night, yet, long." ”

Rain falls from the eaves of the high houses, making a "crackling" sound as it hits the broken ground.

The killers in the darkness no longer hid their figures, and gradually incorporated them into an encirclement as Sun Wukong and Master Yi advanced.

The men in the pitch-black robes silently drew their pitch-black blades from their sleeves, and no one shouted, and walked in silence.

The rain was tight, and the originally sparse rain instantly stabbed everyone's body like a sharp sword.

The invisible killing intent rushed up to the sky with the sound of neat footsteps, and even tore through the rain curtain for a moment.

"Atonement, hands, stained, bloody, man." Master Yi pointed the long sword in his hand as if he were chanting, and the rain slipped from the blade of the long sword.

Like blood.

"Amitabha." Sun Wukong stood up and made a compassionate appearance, but the killing intent in his eyes had already broken through the rain curtain, "The sea of suffering is boundless, send you to the earth, and to prison." ”

The killing machine will be opened.

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The first update.

Take a break and write the second update immediately, Master Yi Gazi Tian Great Sage vs. Noxus Three Thousand Iron Armor.

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