Quietly, the soldiers of Noxus approached the camp of Ionia, and Svein was a little puzzled, why did the Ionians not raise the alarm until now, and the quality of their soldiers was so poor?

The scout told her in a contemptuous tone that the Ionian trash was singing and dancing in the camp, dressed in exaggerated uniforms and casually tossed on a nearby tree.

There were also a few big-breasted and thin-waisted girls dancing in the camp, presumably for the fun that the soldiers had brought from the city.

A large pile of food and aromas were placed aside for the soldiers to use.

When he said this, the scout's saliva was about to flow, they had marched so long, and had not slept well, and their eyes were red at the sight of the Ionians who had pleasure.

Svein's raven followed the scout, confirming that the scout was true. He was full of contempt in his heart, it was a waste of resources for Ionia to have someone stand up for them.

When he adds Ionia to his territory, he must transform this place into the most tragic fighting arena, so that the incompetent people here can see what true blood is.

The soldiers of Noxus groped their way along the cliffs, intending to encircle the negligent Ionian camp in a roundabout way.

Quite smoothly, they broke through to the rear of the camp.

Svein detached some of his troops to continue the march inland, while the rest "digested" the Ionian guards on the spot.

However, just as the Noxian soldiers slowly surrounded the Ionian camp, a majestic voice fell from the sky:

"The dignity of the emperor is not to be offended!"

The wind was raging, and Svein felt something appear, and he looked around and could only see his blank soldiers.

"Attack!" He gave the last order of this war.

The Noxians screamed and rushed towards the Ionian guard in the center, the broadsword in his hand raised high, the dark red blade not reflected, but a trace of blood creeping through.

Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet changed.

The soft earth rippled like the surface of the water, and circles of ripples appeared around each Noxian, affecting their movements, and many even fell to the ground as a result.

Immediately after, expressionless dirt soldiers crawled out of the center of the ripples, their hands were full of sharp earthen guns, and as soon as they appeared, they stabbed at the Noxian soldiers beside them.

Due to the density, each earthen spear passed through the bodies of at least several soldiers, chests, stomachs, necks, ...... Places where the armor is not covered or where there are gaps are targets for mud soldiers.

The Noxian figure's pockets filled with water were punctured, and blood spilled uncontrollably, spraying all over the field.

The Dirt Soldiers drew their spears back, and in just one turn, they took out the intruders who stepped into the camp range. The sculptures, which were stained dark by blood, were arranged motionlessly, expressionlessly in the direction of Svein.

"There's a mage at the disposal!" Svein immediately thought of the answer, and he sent a message to Caterina asking her to take down the secret mage.

The next moment, a figure dressed in golden eagle helmet armor fell from the sky, he was covered in golden light, like the son of the sun in the ancient legend, he was the strongest emperor to resurrect after a thousand years - the last ascended person of Shurima, Azir!

Svein's intelligence contained news of him, and he even sent someone to contact Azir, but the diplomats who had set foot in the Shurima Desert were nowhere to be found.

"Noxus, this way doesn't work!"

Azir held a strangely shaped golden staff, looked condescendingly at the Noxian army in front of him, and said in a loud voice.

He was able to manipulate the surrounding sand even when he left the desert, but his range was drastically reduced, and he could only send a five-kilometer radius of sand soldiers to appear.

But that's enough.

Azir was the strongest of the Ascendants, his stature was very tall, and the sand soldiers on his side were even more majestic.

His phrase "this way doesn't work" was a great blow to the Noxians at once.

No matter how fierce the jackal is, he will not dare to provoke the power of nature.

"Cool, Sivir, your ancestors are awesome! I'm going to be tempted, I wonder if he is also strong and powerful under his armor? ”

Wei whistled, ripped off the fancy dancer costume on her body, clenched her hands, and the fist ring given by Mo Tie changed "click", covering her arms, showing her hideous original shape.

A cheerful voice said, "Remind you, Zuanke. Sivir's ancestors were the Ascendants, and as far as I know, the Ascenders don't have a human form yet, do you want to face a hairless rooster? Hahahaha. ”

"Hmph, Jinx, you'd better get rid of that broken stone, or I'll turn your little face into an alchemy shop." Vi said menacingly.

"Hahaha, whatever you want, if you have the ability, come and chase me."

Jinx ripped off the white stone from her chest and squeezed it hard, revealing an exaggerated Gatling gun in her hand.

Her body was provided by Mo Tie's doppelganger, and the stone on her chest was the self-defense weapon that Mo Tie had left her, a portable Transformers machine gun.

Sivir looked at the two cheerful companions speechlessly, and cautiously took off their costumes, revealing the crossblade behind his back.

She held her weapon in her hand and stared warily at Svein's group in the distance, not to be taken lightly at this time.

The enemy is still strong!

The soldiers surrounded by Noxus stripped off their obstructive party costumes, revealing the tight armor underneath.

They looked serious or mocking, and clenched their weapons tightly.

Nasus revealed his wolf-headed true body and held his axe aloft, and the power from beyond the sky filled his obsidian body, transforming him into a tall giant.

Raven and his men drew the Demacian Sword, this time it was definitely genuine, it was obtained with the help of Mo Tie, the kind that can effectively restrain the mage.

Svein looked at the enemy soldiers who were waiting for him, took a deep breath, his eyes were cold, and he was weighing the pros and cons.

There was a hint of pleasure hidden in Draven's gaze, hum, let you laugh at me, and end up capsizing yourself.

Kree's one-eyed eyes stared at Azir with interest, and the salamander Skar beneath him was a little restless, scratching the ground with its sharp claws.

The Assassins led by Katerina are hiding in the shadows, looking for Azir and waiting for Svein's orders.

At the slightest command, she is the sharpest knife in Noxus.

"Stop, General Svein." A young woman's voice came from the crowd where Raven was.

She stepped out of the crowd and confronted the Noxians.

She has silver-gray hair, a delicate face, and some sharp eyebrows, showing a beautiful and rigid side.