Whew, a match lit an oil lamp and burned hard in the blizzard. The middle-aged officer blew out the white smoke from the match and walked to the tent with an oil lamp.

The lights are flickering, and the figures are faint. The man had a hooked nose and nasolabial folds like knives and axes. The military uniform was decent, with a heavy cape, a neat neckline, and two elegant gloves with gold trim exposed under the sleeves. It can be seen that he is a weathered general. He's plotting something on the border near Freljord.

Noxus' forces knocked on Ionia, but they met with fierce resistance and heavy losses. Ionia is usually scattered, but the people are still martial, and at the moment of life and death, a number of powerful resistance forces have emerged, and a group of warriors with strange powers.

or a sword and a thought, shuttling through the battlefield to break the formation instantly; or dance with the blade and slash the soldiers in pieces; Or send the fire of the soul and crush the enemy... There is also a group of mysterious ninjas, proficient in tracking, fighting, and assassination, and dozens of middle and lower-ranking officers have already been slaughtered... The butcher's knife of Noxus has thoroughly unleashed the war potential of this ancient land. The war waged by the former commander has been dragged into a quagmire.

"General Svein."

A young guard saluted him and opened the curtain for him. Svein gestured politely and walked inside. He took off his hat, dusted it, and hung it on a hanger. Then he looked at his desk. The books on the table were neat, and two of them were scattered in the corner of the desk and in front of the bed. The mountains of letters were neatly divided into two stacks, according to the read and the unread. At the moment, however, there is only one letter lying quietly in the 'unreadable' section. Svein sat down quietly and read the entire letter. His expression never seemed to wave, and only the best of those who could read words and colors could see that he was slightly touched inside.

Svein placed the letter on the oil lamp, and soon a flame appeared on the letter, the gray wreckage slowly engulfing the pale yellow paper, just as Noxus swallowed Ionia.

Still holding the stump of the letter in his hand, Svein tossed it into the air and strode out of the tent. The letter had burned out when it landed. He didn't see that the black smoke emitted by the burning of the letter faintly formed a delicate rose......

The commanders under his command quickly rallied in front of him. In the vast ice and snow, Svein had only one command:

"Except for the Ionian forces, retreat immediately."

……

Those who seek strength are always on the road.

As the embodiment of Noxus' armed forces, Darius has been fighting on the front line, he has the most iron-blooded side, killing countless enemies, and even daring to kill his cowardly superiors in battle, winning several battles with fewer enemies. He has a warm side, which is only revealed when facing his own brother. He was expected to be high by the Empire, and as a civilian soldier, the "Council of Trefali" had his power swelled to the extreme.

The Council of Trifali was represented by the nobles, Svein, the Grand Commander of Noxus; representative of the civilian population, the symbol of force Darius; and the current leader of the mysterious "Black Rose" order, LeBlanc. The separation of powers directly dealt with the affairs of the empire.

Darius was tasked with building an army of his own, under the orders of only one nobleman, General Svein, the new commander of the empire who could execute his parents for the sake of the empire.

Noxus gradually radiated glory under Svein's leadership. However, an ominous aura is contaminating Noxus.

Darius had decapitated countless enemies with his own hands, but he had never suffered such a humiliation as last night in the Immortal Fortress, the capital of the Empire.

In the middle of the night, an eerie wave of void magic blasted the walls of the Immortal Fortress, and before the Noxians could react, their proud fortified walls were torn to shreds by the frenzied mana bombardment. Immediately afterward, countless void creatures like a tide struck from the darkness. The immortal fortress was shattered in an instant, and the soldiers engaged in bloody hand-to-hand combat with the void creatures, and those monsters, almost innate weapons, bombarded with various limbs, spikes, and energy, and came to a baptism of blood.

The Noxians have been prepared for the attack of the Void for a long time, and recently, the Void creatures have suddenly appeared in various parts of the continent to wreak havoc, and even attacked two port cities in Noxus just a few days ago. Unexpectedly, they actually came to the Immortal Fortress so quickly; Unexpectedly, the Immortal Fortress did not play the role of a fortress at all in the face of the attack of the Void Mage!

The Void Magic is too powerful, and the strange Void energy has corroded the walls to the point of being as fragile as cotton...

Although the mage team quickly assembled and launched a counterattack, the Void Mage who cast the spell had long since disappeared, and the Void Monsters had already rushed into the crowd and engaged the soldiers in hand-to-hand combat. The mages didn't dare to bomb indiscriminately, so they could only carry out point kills and auxiliary attacks, and there was no way to quickly clear out the intruders for a while.

The battle continued until dawn, when the Void creatures had been slain and retreated as if they had received a rallying call. The battle was not very long, but the Noxians suffered huge losses and corpses all over the city. One wall collapsed completely; Street fighting implicated the breaking of many houses; Void creatures infiltrated the settlements and carried out mass slaughter of the people; The soldiers suffered heavy casualties. The wheat seedlings outside the city were also trampled to a mess...

Darius carried a great axe stained with green blood, and his face was so gloomy that it dripped. Those who knew him well knew that he could behead several derelict officers at any time.

The Trefalli Legion, the 5,000 elite soldiers who had just been transferred from all over the empire, had more than 1,000 dead and many more wounded, most of whom were missing arms and legs and were incapacitated.

In this battle, only the elite army lost 2,000 combat strength! Not to mention the ordinary guards, who were almost broken up.

The Void creatures were so terrifying that Darius had an emotion in his heart that he had never had in the one-to-ten disparity breakout battle, called fear.

A figure appeared in the corner, wearing a hood, and with a nimble climb over a low wall, landing in front of Darius. He's in good spirits, as if he didn't play in yesterday's fight. In fact, he was only responsible for protecting a few nobles, and the war did not reach the center of power.

"Darius, don't show your incompetence, especially when you've just been entrusted with a heavy responsibility."

Darius slammed the axe to the ground with a loud "thud". His face was full of fatigue, and he squeezed a few words out of his teeth. "Once an inferior person, now a lackey of the nobility, Lord Tyrone," he said, with a mocking look on his face, "have you forgotten that I am only under orders with Svein. If you're here to point fingers at me, you'd better get out before I cut off your head. ”

Tyrone's expression was strange, and he held his head slightly high, in a dark tone of pity.

"Poor and reckless fellow, your defeat in the frontal battle killed your own brother. Draven is highly skilled in combat, but unfortunately he has no experience in dealing with void creatures. ”

"What did you say?!" Darius's head was bruised. His only relative, the brother with a strange personality who grew up, died? Didn't die on the way to battle, but died in the attack of the void creatures so inexplicably?

"The arrogance of being an executioner made him not bring a guard. By the time my men searched for him, the ground was littered with the corpses of a dozen monsters, as well as his two hand axes, the ground was splattered with his blood, and—" Tyrone threw a gnawed arm that exposed the white bones, only a few pieces of good flesh in the palm of his hand. Darius recognized it at a glance as his brother's arm, the calluses from years of honing his axe skills at the tiger's mouth, and the tattoo on the back of his hand was clearly visible.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet, Darius's eyes were red, and his body trembled slightly. His muscular body seemed to have lost all strength, and he pressed the handle of the axe to keep it from shaking.

"Livestock..."

Seeing that Darius was emotional, Tyrone smiled slightly, and didn't continue to say anything. The nobleman's meaning had already arrived, and by the way, he had hit Darius hard, and now he was like an active volcano that could erupt at any moment, and Tyrone, although arrogant, was not stupid enough to touch his mold at this time.

"I'm going to crush the void !!"

At one time, the meaning of Darius's conquest was only two, one, for the empire, and two, for his younger brother. Now that he has lost his hands and feet, he will truly become a war machine of Noxus in the future, right? With a playful look on his face, Tyrone nimbly climbed over the low wall and disappeared into the shadows.

All this was seen in the eyes of a woman with a pale face. She had a beautiful face, wore a crown of hair, and her slender figure was hidden under a cloak, and she held a staff in her hand. She stood in the middle of the soldiers cleaning the battlefield, but no one seemed to see her, only Darius glanced at her noticedly. But he was very emotional, and he didn't find the woman.

The pale woman was thinking about something, and her expression was indifferent. After a long time, her body was like a mirror, and she disappeared with a 'pop'.

……

Yi Fan didn't have any plans, now he just wanted to familiarize himself with this magical void skin and return to the Rune Continent with it. Alex made it clear that unless he found a spatial node, or borrowed the power of a legendary artifact, he would have to wait until the next spatial fluctuation period to have a chance to leave. How long does it take? Alex's reckoning is three hundred years later.

Yi Fan was desperate. His current body is already a mortal-level lifeform in Alex's mouth, and he can survive in this space independently, and the Void Skin has brought him a huge increase, his strength and speed have almost doubled, and most importantly, he is still warm. Yi Fan himself doesn't know why he who used to be the least afraid of the cold is now so afraid of the cold.

Yi Fan began to learn combat skills, relying on this skin, he was able to kill the void creatures one-on-one without pressure, and gradually became proficient in using the black line object on his left hand in battle. Under the flow of his mind, the black line turned into a long sword, and then into a spear, but unfortunately it was not easy. At this moment, he was inspired by a void monster that fired an energy cannon, urging the black line to transform into a crooked energy transmitter than a gourd.

Alex, who has a very high aesthetic level, was ugly by his hand cannon and personally instructed him. Under Alex's guidance, a pitch-black hand cannon with three purple charged rails neatly carved on its surface appeared.

'Boom', an unlucky void creature was hit by an energy cannon while eating, and its body instantly blackened and let out a terrible howl. Looking at the struggling and writhing void creatures, Yi Fan smiled with satisfaction.

Now, he finally has the confidence to survive in this treacherous void world.