Noxus borders with Demacia.

A giant Hex skyship swept through the sky at a rapid pace, and not long ago it passed through the territory of Noxus and entered the territory of the Border Buffer Kingdom.

"Cheer up, you've already left the empire!"

Inside the airship, the fully armed barbarian strong man had a hideous face and loudly reprimanded his soldiers.

They are the team responsible for transporting strategic materials on the front line, and the transmission and delivery require too much energy, and most of the time they are mainly transported by air and land.

"Yes!"

In the command compartment of the airship, a neat and serious response came.

The barbarian strong man nodded with satisfaction, leaned against the back wall, and watched cautiously through the front window of the airship.

The airship was escorted by the Salod tribe, who, as the tribal chieftain, currently has 9th rank authority in the Empire.

If this transportation mission goes well, the accumulated merits and the comprehensive strength of the tribe over the years will be enough for him to be promoted.8

However, along the way, he was always a little uneasy, especially after leaving the borders of the empire, he always felt that something big was happening.

"Chief!

！ ”

It didn't take long for the uneasiness in Salofa's heart to be fulfilled.

Without the call of his subordinates, he had already stood up and looked ahead with a solemn expression.

The sky in front of him suddenly turned dark green, and there was the sound of the roar of the resentful spirit.

"Where is this?" Salota asked.

"The Paquenoda Heights, west of Nokmurch, are about 200 kilometers from the Demacian border." The barbarian soldiers under his command spoke in a solemn tone.

"Damn the underworld."

Salofa let out a roar, and his face was a little unsightly.

The Empire could not provide them with support in Nokmurchi, and in the face of a sudden attack, he didn't care whether he and the others would die, but cared about the supplies he transported.

If he remembered correctly, the adults above had specially instructed that these materials were all magic cubes used in war, and there were tens of thousands of them.

The front line was already even more anxious because of the appearance of Hextech on the other side, and if they were to lose these resources, it would be enough for their entire tribe to be implicated because of this.

"Diversion! To the south! ”

Without hesitation, Salofa gave the order and let the airship head south.

All he could pray now was that the Underworld was at home against Nokmurch, not his tiny ship.

But when they flew for about ten minutes, and the dark green smoke in the west came closer, Salofa began to realize...

The other party's goal is themselves.

"Your Highness Seraphine, it seems that you will not be able to hear your voice again."

With a look of regret on his face, Salofa lifted the tomahawk at his side.

The Salaud tribe is just an ordinary Freljord tribe, and he can still have today's status because some time ago, Seraphine held a concert in their tribe's magic net for some unknown purpose.

It may have been improvised, but it gave Salofa and the tribe a chance to develop.

Because he became a fan of Seraphine, he was able to start some simple business activities with Bilgewater.

And then add some of his opportunities, which can raise the authority to 9 and so on.

Saloufaben was going to wait for a further elevation before declaring the Horde's allegiance to Salephine.

But now, it seems that there is no chance.

Looking at the black mist that was getting closer and closer, Salofa had a bloodthirsty look on his face:

"Brothers, tell those yin seeds in the underworld, we are all real warriors!"

"Good!"

In addition to the team that controlled the airship, Salofa, along with dozens of barbarian warriors wearing W10 individual arms, rushed straight out of the airship.

The W10 individual armed forces have the ability to fight in the air, and Salofa and others can take on transportation tasks, and they have obviously practiced.

As long as it's not a demigod, Salofa doesn't think he's going to lose.

"Shhh

！ ”

Over the heights of Paknoda, a fierce battle ensued.

A powerful wraith has crossed the border from the underworld and strangled Salofa and the others.

After a while, the battlefield was only scarred Salofa.

In the depths of the dark green weapon, a figure dressed in black and holding a ruined king's sword silently watched the battle situation below.

The remnants of the Saloud warriors drifted into his hands after death.

And under the strong strength of Hecarim, Salofa only lasted two minutes before he was pierced by the spear.

"Noxus!

！ ”

After Salofa finally shouted out the words with all his strength, he hung his head weakly.

And after his death, Foyego beckoned to him, and the spirit of Salofa slowly flew towards him.

The dark green smoke in the sky slowly dissipated, and the sky was calm again, with only an airship and a group of warriors from Noxus missing.

Dornhold.

Ryan glanced to the east, his eyes flickering, and an intricate runic magic shot out of his hand.

At the same time, the surrounding sea area was completely devastated.

The sea seemed to come alive, turning into a sharp blade, strangling the surrounding resentful spirits.

It's just that in an instant, the resentful spirits on the west coast of Demacia have been wiped out, and there is not a single one left.

"What is the probability of being able to hide it?"

Ryan asked directly into the air as the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Oriana's voice came into his mind at the right time:

"According to the heart of Noxus, the success rate of the plan is 67.12%."

Ryan withdrew his hand, with a little distress on his face:

"It doesn't seem like the success rate is too high, but everything that needs to be done has been done, and we can only wait for the results."

"In the calculation of the Heart of Noxus, Foyego has a 23.21% probability of informing Maude Caesar." Oriana's calm voice came.

"Based on human nature?" Ryan frowned slightly.

"Based on Foyego's actions, and his love for Yonssoul." Orianna replied calmly.

"Do you think there's a better way?"

Ryan smiled at the corners of his mouth, and he heard Oriana's subtext.

Faced with Ryan's question, Oriana was silent for a while, and said directly:

"According to the calculations of the Heart of Noxus, if the collaborator is Hecarim or Calista, the success rate is 87.12%."

"Excluding other factors that could fail, they still have a 3% or so chance of leaking secrets, don't they?" Ryan said with a smile.

"Yes." Orianna agreed, "But in terms of absolute reason, I would choose Hecarim. ”

Ryan smiled slightly when he heard this.

Oriana's words can also be expressed in another way.

In terms of sensibility, the choice of Foyego became a matter of common sense.

Compared to Hecarim, a madman who will do anything to kill, Foyego, who has love in his heart, is a better partner to work with.

Of course, this trade was a completely different weight on the scales for Ryan from the start.

Even if there is no plan this time, it is just one more possible variable, and it does not affect the whole.

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking somewhere in the sky, a chuckle rising at the corner of his mouth.

Now the concentration of magic in the underworld is enough for him to descend to the underworld.