"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Talia bent slightly, her face moved.

The burial of dead soldiers is just a common thing in the rest of the world.

But in the turbulent Shurima region, it is already a rare thing.

"There's no need to worry about these trivial things, the injury is just right, let's rest in the afternoon." Azir spoke.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Talia's heart was slightly warm, but she didn't hold on, and dragged her tired body away.

"Star Spirit..."

After Talia left, Azir glanced at the giant god peak in disgust.

For the sake of the Reima Star Spirit must die!

A hundred kilometers away from Azir's military camp, warriors of the Sun Cult were stationed.

Because of Dawn's death, the Sun Sect put on the god-given armor and stepped onto the battlefield to fight Shurima, just to take revenge.

In the central tent, after sending away several high priests of the sun, Cremans had a satisfied look on his face:

"Twilight, I should have thanked you for all the preparation. Not only were these armors good enough to stand up to the individual forces of Noxus, but they also helped me get rid of those bad guys. ”

"The earth, the grass and the trees, your sacrifice is worth it. When I destroy Shurima and absorb the origin of this land, a new star spirit will be born. ”

"What is Aurelian... It's just a former slave dragon. Not only that, but the entire Runeterras will be subjugated to our feet. ”

The more Crimanes spoke, the more excited he became, the ambition in his eyes almost unquenchable.

But just as he was immersed in his fantasies, an aura from far and near interrupted him directly.

Klimants' face was slightly gloomy, and the disgust in his eyes flashed away, but when he saw the comer, he still said in a deep voice:

"Atrice, you shouldn't be here!"

Seeing the comer, Crimance was quite displeased.

It's just a guy who has even broken the body of the star spirit, what qualifications can be described by those guys as the future of the star spirit.

"In the past ten days, the Burning Sun Sect and the Rakoor warriors have suffered nearly a thousand casualties!" Atrius came up in a questioning tone.

The reason why he promised the Star Spirit was to protect the Rakoor tribe.

Now that the Star Spirit has drawn the Rakoor tribe into the war, he has no reason to support the Star Spirit.

"That's the tone you spoke to me?" Crimants was not used to the other party, and snorted coldly, "There are thousands of dead and wounded, but there are not many who are really dead." ”

"Hundreds of people are disabled for life, isn't that enough? We are not Noxus, and there are not many fighters in the whole of Lakore. Atrius said in a deep voice.

Today he had to come, the people of Lakore are not afraid of death, but they should not have such a senseless death.

This war was started by the death of the Dawning Star Spirit, the god of the Sun Cult and the same god of the Rakol tribe.

Although Leona did little for Lacor, she had a high local prestige due to the propaganda of the Sun Cult.

Atres didn't care about the war between Shurima and the Star Spirit, and even though he didn't like Leona, he was willing to fight for the Star Spirit.

But this war should not involve ordinary people at all.

The demigod-level engagement is the focus of this war.

Even if they win the battlefield under the demigods, as long as the star spirit demigods lose, then they will also lose.

"Do you think you're amazing? Do you think you're tall? Do you think you've thought it through? ”

Crimmans sneered and said with disdain:

"Why don't you ask the fighters if they would rather die standing or live and wait for the outcome."

"You!"

Atrius looked slightly anxious, thinking that there was something wrong with what Crimants said, but he didn't know how to refute it.

If you want to replace him with a normal warrior, you may also want to avenge the dawn, but he is not ordinary, and he is also the guardian of Rakol.

Some time ago, after hearing that Chrisman had paid almost ten times the price in order to annihilate a hundred-man team of Shurima, Atrius couldn't help it anymore and rushed over.

Such a loss could not be tolerated several times.

"Did someone tell you something?"

Crimances apparently sensed something, and under normal circumstances, Artrius wouldn't come here to trouble him.

In order not to be affected by Twilight's killing weapon, he voluntarily withdrew from the demigod-level battlefield on the grounds that he had a grudge against Azir.

And the appearance of Atrius made Crimants wonder if someone had guessed something and deliberately revealed something to Atrius so that he could test himself.

"No one said anything to me, just that I heard about what you did recently."

Atrius looked deeply at Klimance and said coldly:

"We Lakoor warriors are not afraid of death, but don't let us be the bait for your layout."

"Do you know what our battle loss ratio is to Shurima?" Klimance asked suddenly.

"How much?" Atrius frowned slightly.

“1：1！ Even 1:2, for every Shurima soldier killed, we pay at least one warrior. Klimances feigned sadness.

"How is that possible?" Atrids frowned with anger on his face, "I've seen Shurima's soldiers too, they're just ordinary people. ”

In his cognition, Shurima's ordinary soldiers did not even have the rank of hero, while the warriors of Rakol were more than half heroic.

It is precisely because of the huge gap between the two sides that he feels that there is a problem with Climans.

Now hearing such a high battle loss ratio makes him feel that Climans is incompetent.

"You know what!" Krimans' face turned ugly, "Shurima has a single weapon supported by Noxus, and each of them has a strength close to the grandmaster level. ”

"If I hadn't created God-given armor for your tribe's warriors, your warriors would have been slaughtered long ago."

"How can it be so strong," Atrius said in disbelief, "just with a set of equipment?" ”

"With just one set of equipment, that's the strength of Noxus." Clemans snorted, "If you really want to do something for your tribe, you might as well think about how to bridge the gap between the two." ”

"What can you do?"

Atrids didn't doubt the other party's words, this kind of lie that could be exposed by just asking a tribal warrior, the other party absolutely disdained to say.

And it's okay for him to fight, and there's nothing he can do to improve his combat power.

Thinking of the gap between the two sides, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and even now he felt that it was good for Kremans to maintain 1:1.

"Two ways!"

Crimmans's face was settled, apparently he had already drafted:

"There is a god of forging in Freljord to the north, and the divine weapon he creates is definitely stronger than the opponent's individual weaponry, but it will take time, and it won't necessarily help us."

"What about the other one?" Atrius said in a deep voice.

This method is obviously unreliable, the forging of a divine weapon must take a long time, not to mention whether the other party will agree, they simply don't have the time to wait.

"It's easy to return one, their weapons are from Noxus, and Noxus wants us to fight harder. You go to Noxus, and if the attitude is a little lower, they will definitely provide you with the same equipment. ”

Crimants finished writing lightly, and looked at Atrius with a smirk.

It was a brilliant method he had come up with.

He didn't care if the Rakor died or not, but it was important whether Atrius would cooperate with Noxus.

Noxus is definitely the Star Spirit's biggest enemy now, and the Star Spirit will be in a predicament now, all because of what Ryan did before.

If Atrius dared to cooperate with Noxus, he wouldn't want to be the future of the Star Spirit.

Those Star Spirits who support Atridus can only support him.

"I'll go!"

Atrius didn't hesitate at all, but he went to Noxus to ask for equipment, which was not a big deal.

"You see, I didn't tell you anything. You should know the relationship between Noxus and the Star Spirits. Crimanes said.

"I understand!" Atridus snorted coldly, "This matter is all my personal opinion, and it has nothing to do with you, Lord Ruling Star Spirit!" ”

"The Great Age of Genes"

After saying that, he turned his head and left the tent.