Ionia, west.

Rumble!!!

In Ionia, where the sky was clear, countless thunderclaps suddenly sounded.

Suddenly, the sky was swirling, and half of the sky was covered in shadows.

Suddenly, under the horrified gaze of the Ionians, a huge rune circle lit up on the edge of the sky.

Suddenly, a strand of steel spikes slowly floated out of the rune circle.

"That's... Boats? ”

The Ionians in the farming were so shocked that the tools in their hands slipped and looked at the sky in horror.

Ever since the rune circle appeared in the air, the entire area became extremely abnormal, and the previous calm was shattered in an instant.

In just a moment, a huge ship that obscured half of the sky leaped out of the rune circle and lay across the air.

The ship was reddish-black in color, and at the bottom of it, the majestic Imperial emblem made all the Ionians look panicked.

"Empire..."

"Noxus, it's back..."

"Why!"

“......”

The new national standard of the Empire, every Ionian will not be mistaken.

A few years ago, it was one such army that invaded them and occupied most of their land.

The appearance of the space warship reminded everyone of the fears they had experienced.

Hundreds of meters in the air, Svein stood on the bow of the Sky Battleship with bright red eyes, looking down at Ionia below.

"Empire, no one can stop you!"

Once upon a time, the Empire's army was defeated in Ionia, and he happened to be the commander-in-chief at that time.

And today, with the will of the Empire, he's back!

"Presidian, what a nostalgic place."

Svein's gaze swept over the ruins, and he gave the first order indifferently:

"Britz, wipe out the Presidian!"

Boom!

The underside of the hull of the air and space battleship was opened, and a gun barrel tens of meters long stretched out, with bright red lines on it.

Each of the Aerospace Battleships is a vehicle that the Empire has equipped for the Council Captain, but compared to the completion of Ryan's ship, Svein's can only be regarded as a half-finished product.

But even so, the main gun of the entire space battleship was finally developed by Ryan and Svein's ideas, plus the technology mastered by Oriana, and finally developed a battery that uses demonic power as an energy source.

Airplanes!

With a grim face, Svein stretched out his scarlet left hand, which was wrapped around its demonic power.

This demonic power slowly condensed, and finally merged into the air and space battleship along the hull of the ship.

It was also at this moment that the cannon under the hull flashed red.

The color was bewitching and full of blood, and everyone who looked at it was creepy.

As early as the moment of the appearance of the air and space battleship, the ordinary people of Ionia left behind their farm tools and what they had done, and ran for their lives into the distance.

Only some of the swordsmen, ninjas, and warrior monks remained, looking up at the sky warship with a resolute face, as if they were ready to fight to the death.

Originally, Presidium was the most prosperous city in Ionia, but due to the invasion of Noxus, an unprecedented war broke out here.

In that war, led by Svein and Ryan, although Ionia won, Presidium was also torn apart.

Even after a few years, it is still an ancient ruin, uninhabited.

Then...

When the charge is complete, red light shoots down from the muzzle of the cannon.

Suddenly, Svein's demonic power slammed into the center of Presidian.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of scarlet lines were intertwined, wandering around.

Where it hits, everything is dissolved.

The ancient tree, which was tens of meters high, was crossed by thousands of red lines, and it melted into something invisible in an instant.

The building, which still retains its abandoned appearance, has been cut by tens of thousands of red lines, and it has been torn apart in the blink of an eye.

In just a moment, Précidian underwent earth-shaking changes under the action of red light.

What was originally a vast area of ruins was finally completely turned into history before this powerful attack.

The Ionians, who chose to stick to it, were fortunate enough to be one of the few spectators at the moment. They stared at everything in horror and couldn't believe their eyes.

One blow, one destroys a city.

This kind of power should be the embodiment of the gods.

Even if they have the determination to die, when they see the scene in front of them, their hearts are still full of despair.

Such a gap, the hope of Ionia... And where is it...

Svein watched indifferently as Présidon was reduced to ruins, and he let the Sky Warship stop and fly towards the Empire's occupation in Ionia.

Today's purpose is simple, to tell the Ionians who are still hesitating:

Empire, here it is again!

If Ionia were still as scattered as before, not to mention being an enemy of the underworld, he would have destroyed Ionia first.

"Hopefully, you'll be able to resist a little longer..."

Svein's whispers echoed through the deserted air, oblivious to the great upheaval caused by his arrival.

......

To the south of the Ionian continent, a black mist fills the beach.

Dark green wraiths appeared in droves, constantly attacking the Ionian defenses.

Ionia is led by a young girl in fiery red armor, dozens of strange blades hovering around her, hunting down the wraiths that attempt to move forward.

Even if her blade was sharp enough, it still couldn't resist the sea of evil spirits like a wave.

The rest of the ordinary Ionian warriors and ninjas had extremely few means to deal with the enemy, and those who mastered the power of the elements killed the enemy through the elements.

The rest can only rely on sacrificial enchantments, which give them the ability to kill and injure resentful spirits.

But even if their individual strength is stronger than that of the resentful spirit, in the face of enemies dozens of times their own, Ionia's side is still constantly attrition.

The scariest thing is... Everyone who was killed by the resentful spirits slowly turned into evil spirits and straightened up and killed them.

Faced with countless enemies, in the face of those comrades who were killed, they almost fell into despair.

It seems that from the very beginning, this was a war that could not be won.

"Irelia, we're going to hold it!"

The middle-aged samurai shouted at the girl who led him, they had the strength to fight, but the pressure from the transformation of their comrades was too great, which greatly reduced the morale of the Ionians.

Irelia apparently noticed this, gritted her teeth, and shouted as she fought to kill her enemy:

"Brothers and sisters, do you remember what we suffered when Noxus invaded us? The earth is torn apart, the spirit tree withers, and is displaced..."

Her words resonated with some people, who brandished their swords as if to vent their former hatred on the resentful spirits.

Irelia manipulated the blade, killing dozens of wraiths like silk, and said with a high-pitched expression:

"From the time the Noxians invaded us, we vowed to stand up and never go through that kind of suffering again. Today, there are guys from elsewhere who want to invade us, killing our comrades and turning our former brothers and sisters into enemies. ”

"Perhaps, we will all be stained with the blood of our comrades today. But I'm already ready to come to my senses! ”

Swish!

Irelia's eyes flashed with displeasure, but she still operated the blade to pierce the samurai wraith in front of her. She remembered that his name was Corso, a swordsman who had recently died at the hands of the Wraith.

She took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a surge of power surging from her body, and the blades around her swirled at a faster speed, killing dozens of wraiths in the blink of an eye.

In a short time, a vacuum appeared around her, which lifted the spirits of the Ionians, who were already a little demoralized.

After doing this, Irelia did not hesitate to gallop forward, slaying the resentful spirits at great speed and shouting:

"Brothers and sisters, behind us is the home we love. We have no way to retreat, and since the enemy wants to kill us, let them come. If you want to attack Ionia, first step over my corpse! ”

"Ionia!"

"Ionia!"

Irelia's voice inspired the Ionians' enthusiasm and pride.

At that moment, the surrounding spirit trees and spirit flowers seemed to have a touch of spirituality.

It was also at this moment that the Ionians seemed to have an unquenchable flame in their bodies, and this flame was constantly providing them with strength.

"Kill!"

"For Ionia!"

"How can a mere resentful spirit pollute the nascent soil!"

"With my sword, slay all evil!"

“......”

The Ionians no longer hesitated, and fanatically followed Irelia, charging to the death of countless wraiths.

Standing at the forefront, Irelia raised her right hand and shouted with all her might, after slaying several wraiths:

"Ionia, high spirits!"

Behind her, Ionia rushed into the wraith, chanting in unison:

"Ionia, high spirits!"

"Ionia, high spirits!"

“......”

The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the world.

As if blessed by their homeland, the Ionians fought bravely to slash down the spirits, and for a time they repelled the spirits' onslaught.

In the endless black fog behind the wraith, Atrius stood proudly in the air, silently watching the battle on the seashore, his eyes flashing with respect from time to time.

If it weren't for the sake of the tribe, how could he want to be an enemy of such a person.

But alas...

He glanced at Karma next to him, saw that his eyes were blank, and walked towards the beach step by step, sighing slightly.

What a cruel thing for the Apocalypse of Ionia to destroy his homeland with his own hands.

He knew in his heart that it was the one who controlled him to show himself.

If he is not willing to cooperate, then he will be the next person to do such a thing.

“saennasa！”

The ethereal Sanskrit sound suddenly resounded across the battlefield.

It was supposed to be a familiar voice from the Ionians, but before they could show their joy, they watched in amazement as Irelia was knocked away by a dark green light, and then slammed to the ground.

"Karma!!! Why!!! ”

Irelia stood up as if nothing had happened, but stared incredulously at the billowing black mist.

In the midst of that, Karma, dressed in priestly robes, walked up to the waves.

No Ionians could have imagined that their beloved Apocalypse, the ancient guardian of the First Born Lands, would one day become their enemy.

The morale that had been boosted by Irelia's words was shattered in an instant, and almost everyone's faith was shaken.

The Guardians have all turned enemies, and their hopes... And where is it...

Irelia gritted her teeth and looked at Karma with hatred.

She wasn't looking at this old friend, she wanted to see what the person behind it looked like.

As early as Karma appeared, she had noticed the pair of eyes that lacked a trace of spirituality.

Karma had been missing for a long time, and she didn't expect to be controlled by the enemy.

The storms and battles that have taken place here in the past seem to have been the good deeds of the enemies behind them.

"Karma, behind it is the home we once guarded together, I won't take half a step back, I'm sorry!"

Irelia whispered this, and there seemed to be a glint in her eyes.

At this moment, it was as if there was an endless power transmitted into her body.

This force... It reminded her of the former Presidian, a homologous force.

"Everyone!" Irelia raised her right hand again, "Priest Karma, like his comrade just now, has been controlled by the enemy. We are all children of the newborn land, and for the sake of the land behind us, we need to be firm in our swords. ”

"For the Ionian !!"

After yelling, Irelia seemed to turn into a sword, and in an instant, she crossed hundreds of meters, and all the resentful spirits along the way were slashed by her blade.

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Karma. Without the slightest hesitation, the blades around him swarmed down.

Bang!!!

Karma's speed didn't seem to be slow, and a cyan shield appeared directly in front of his body.

But the defense that could withstand the spear of Atridus was pierced by the blade in an instant.

Blood flowed from Karma's body, but it was stopped in an instant, and Karma kept backing away, trying to distance himself.

"Drink !!"

Irelia let out a loud shout, and dozens of bloody blades swirled and lunged towards Karma again.

"For the sake of the newborn land, at all costs!"

Karma had barely had time to create another shield before the blade was there.

Facing the blessed blade, with a roar, the shield cracked like broken glass, and it was about to be breached.

But at this moment, there was a sudden whistling in the distance.

"Protection!"

Irelia's face froze, and without hesitation, she pulled back the blade and circled around her to form a knife formation.

Bite!!!

A golden glow flickered, and Atrius's spear slammed into the array of knives with a thunderous roar.

The aftermath of the collision between the two actually knocked a large crater out of the sea, and the surrounding resentful spirits were hit by the aftermath, and none of them survived.

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Atatris burst out of the black mist, grabbed his spear, and stabbed at Irelia with lightning and flint.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

The blade collides with the spear, and every time it is handed over, it can make an earth-shaking sound, and every time it is struck, it can roll up a lot of waves.

And Karma was not idle, chanting Sanskrit from his mouth, and from time to time he emitted a cyan beam, or put a shield on Atris.

"Come, enemies of the Newborn Lands!"

Even though she was one against two, Irelia's heart was still like water, her eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and she actually danced some kind of rhythmic dance on the spot.

Accompanied by the silent melody, her momentum climbed upward, and there were several more cyan blades around her body, and she collided with the two of Atrius under the dance.

Suddenly, the two sides were inseparable.