Generally speaking, this action Emerald Leader did not enter a passive state, the only regret is that there is no way to save Yin Genati Woods who chose to take refuge in the Jade Collar, or rather, Yin Genati Woods' own value is not worth his risk.

Most of the dark guards are the qualifications of the Demon Martial Arts Double Cultivation, and their own physical abilities are not bad, plus a top equipment, although there are only two thousand people, their strength should not be underestimated.

If I had to give one evaluation, it would be that the Dark Guard is invincible under the extraordinary, the Dark Guard is enough to crush most mages or elite warriors, and in Lyster's opinion, only a Ryze, LeBlan, or a demigod-level powerhouse can inflict significant damage on the Dark Guard.

The crowd tactics may work in other troops, but it has no meaning for the Dark Guard, even in the face of 200,000 or 300,000 enemies, the soldiers of the Dark Guard can continue to fight until all the enemies are killed.

The important reason for this is nothing else, it is precisely because the combination of the armor and the weapon made of magic steel alloy produces the 'blood-sucking' effect of the [Red Rune], as long as the killing state continues, the soldier's own energy and physical energy can be compensated for to achieve the purpose of 'non-damage combat'.

Otherwise, Lyster would not have been so arrogant as to swagger south with 12,000 men.

It's just that the Dark Guard, who is rampant in the material realm, may not be able to deal with the monsters of the underworld, and since he knows that Maudekaiser has set his sights on him, there is no need for him to risk his life to rescue Signati Woods.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Under the long table, Tiknes expertly tilted her head and swallowed to avoid choking on her throat, and before she knew it, Tiknes had become an excellent maid.

patted the little maid's head and motioned for the little maid to clean up, and Lyst put away the secret letter, his mind cleared up a little, and said secretly: "The most critical question now is...... The soul well is still under the control of LeBlanc, and it is naturally impossible for LeBlanc to betray me and join Mordecaesar, so how did Mordecaesar reach out with his tentacles?

In the records of the Emerald Collar, the most common and reliable method is the sacrifice of flesh and soul.

The invasion of Dragon Island was due to the betrayal of Dragon Island by a dragon sacrifice, and the sacrificial circle was depicted on Dragon Island, coupled with a group of people fighting to the death to provide the energy of the magic circle, which successfully made the dragon sacrifice open the teleportation array connected to the underworld, so that the mage of the underworld successfully resurrected the bone dragon, so that Dragon Island has not been able to breathe so far.

Among them, Mordecaesar didn't know how many schemes and arrangements Lyist, but he also knew that examples like Dragon Island were definitely very few, otherwise, according to Mordkaiser's ability, they would have blossomed everywhere, and the two worlds would have eaten it all.

If you want to enter and exit the material realm without going through the soul well or the shadow island with a weak border with the soul realm, the underworld legion will inevitably pay a huge price.

This is an important matter that deserves to be investigated.

What's more, the Mother of Masks has been fighting against Mordecaesar's development all along, but now Mordecaesar has the energy to move everywhere in the material realm, can it be said that the Mother of Masks has completely been unable to suppress Mordekaiser? Will Qianjue, who has no weapons, encounter any danger?

The reincarnation of the underworld doesn't collapse because the Mother of Masks loses, right? ”

Now he has no room to relax at all, jumping out of the success or failure of the incident, no matter whether Mordecaesar's conspiracy fails or not, Mordecaesar has nothing to lose, maybe Mordecaesar has achieved his goal in a place that he can't see, on the other hand, the process of unifying Noxus has been really affected by Mordekaiser.

The situation was far from being as rosy as it seemed, and Lyster, who had won a small game, sighed softly, got up from his seat and began to pace, and the little maid Tiknes also came out, standing silently and slightly tired, ready to serve the man with infinite energy.

"Go down and rest, you've worked hard this time."

Glancing at Tiknes, Lyist knew that he had made Brown's baby daughter suffer a lot these days, and if nothing else, at least Tiknis would not be constipated and choked.

"Yes."

The grateful little maid bowed and hurried away, apparently completely tamed by the man.

The corners of Lyster's mouth curled, and his complexion quickly calmed down again.

"If it's too late, things will change, and then we have to pacify the south of the empire as soon as possible and seize the immortal fortress."

After lunch, Lyster was about to rest for a while when he heard Parame's voice.

"Dongdong, Lord Lyist, Lord Pickel has arrived outside the fort and asked to meet with your lordship."

For a while, the man was sleepy.

"Let him in."

"Yes."

After a while, a tall middle-aged swordsman with a resolute face walked into the lord's hall, first calming down on Lyist's face, and then with a look of ecstasy.

Lyist also looked at the local leader of the Light Sentinel forces.

Camel nose, Chinese face, wide forehead, beard, golden-white tight-fitting suit, two sheathed long swords, dark brown medium and long hair tied with a clean braid, waist bottles and cans of small backpacks are dazzling, I don't know what it is for.

Unconsciously, the development of the Sentinels of Light also seems to have deviated a little.

"Your Excellency Lyist, my name is Pickle, and it's an honor to meet you!"

Pickel knelt on one knee with a bit of believer-like fanaticism in his expression, which surprised Lyster.

Since he and several others founded the Sentinels of Light more than 500 years ago, he has rarely interfered in the affairs of the Sentinels of Light, and it is strange that someone can maintain such an attitude towards him under such circumstances.

"Get up, Lord Pickle, and relax, we don't seem to have met?"

"I'm so excited, Your Excellency Lyster, I'm sorry."

After sorting out his emotions, Pickle stood up, his face changing to reverence.

"After all, your majestic statue appears in the vault of every Light Sentinel, your will is the oath sworn by the Light Sentinel, and you are the only immortal being among the Seven Great Founders, your name encourages every troubled Light Cultist,

I think anyone who is part of the Sentinels of Light will be eager to see you, listen to your teachings, and carry out your will! ”

Lyist was a little puzzled, he remembered that in order for the Light Sentinel not to be influenced by the sect, the Light Sect completed the separation when the Light Sentinel was created, how did it seem that the Light Sect and the Light Sentinel had merged?

Having said that, there was no relevant information in Sheena's report, and after returning to the Emerald Territory, he didn't have time to contact the current Sentinels of Light, what was going on?

Lyster, who was full of doubts, couldn't show it, he decided to find an opportunity to ask Parame again, suppressed the doubts in his heart, Lyster changed into a friendly smile, and motioned for Pickel to sit down first.

In Tiknis' absence, Palamé changed into a lady's costume and poured red wine for the two.

After a toast, Lyist smiled quietly.

"I see...... Your Excellency Pickle, I wonder how many people you have gathered this time? ”

Listening to Lyster ask about business, Pickle was also a little serious.

"Your Excellency, time is a bit short, I have only gathered three hundred and fifty-three people, but I have already passed on the news, and probably more people will come here in the next few months, which should be enough for a thousand people."

"A thousand people, if you add the two thousand light sentinel warriors brought by the Emerald Leader, you can break your wrists with the iron shell, by the way, Your Excellency Pickle, has there been any movement on the Shadow Isle recently?"

"If anything, the black fog seems to be moving much more frequently than before, moving towards the coast of Amalankhin several times, but we stopped it in time.

In addition, strange screams are often heard from the Twisted Jungle, and many twisted saplings actively expand the Twisted Jungle's sphere of influence, which eventually disturbs the gravediggers, who break into the Twisted Jungle and disappear.

In addition, that guy from Hammerstone has organized ghosts to attack our southern stronghold many times, but fortunately, the Holy Stone weapon is extremely lethal to ghosts, and we paid a small number of casualties to successfully repel Hammerstone's attack, and by the way, we cleared out the nearby ghosts. ”

Somewhat amazed at the Light Sentinel's abilities, Lyist asked again.

"How many people are stationed on the Isle of Shadows right now?"

"There are 2,000 people stationed there, and now because of the actions of Hammerstone, another thousand brothers have landed on the Shadow Island, scattered to guard the three strongholds, most of which are supported by the Emerald Leader, a small number are guarded by the light of Ishtar, and the rest are free sentinels from various strongholds......"

The communication with Pickle gave Lyster a rough understanding of the minutiae of the current Sentinels of Light, and what made the man feel most gratified was that under his interference, the Sentinels of Light had become a nationally recognized composite organization, and now the power of the Sentinels of Light was far stronger than in the background of the story, and they could even fight against Shadow Island and chase hammerstones, which greatly stifled the expansion progress of the Black Mist.

From this point of view, the 'pain in pain' that Foyego wants to get has to wait for a long time, without Foyego's active control, the black fog can only go with the flow, and it can't do fixed-point strikes at all, and the black fog that can't be fixed-point strikes can't effectively restrain the soul, which greatly delays Foyego's awakening time, which is a virtuous circle.

With the nail of the Sentinel of Light, it is difficult for Mordecaesar to use the power of Shadow Island, which can be regarded as weakening Mordecaesar's power in disguise.

Having said that, the reason why the Sentinels of Light was able to develop, in addition to the support of the Noxian Empire, the Emerald Collar and Ishtar, the most important thing was that the ancient inheritance had not been broken, and many powerful sacred stone techniques and combat skills had been retained, which was the most important thing for Lyster to do.

After years of development, the Sentinels of Light are now roughly divided into four major schools,

The holy sword school, the combat style is violent and tough, it is the backbone of the bright sentinels, the holy sword school uses the holy sword made of the holy stone as the main attack method, but it is not confined to the holy sword, guns, axes, knives, and hammers can be counted as the holy sword school,

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The holy spear school, the combat style is ever-changing, the battle is quite like a ranger, and the weapon is mainly a magic holy spear made of holy stones, which is divided into the short spear school and the long spear school, which is considered a long-range shooter in the light sentinel.

The secret law school, using the holy stone staff as a weapon to perform the light secret method, because of the withering of the mage's bloodline, the secret law school is the most powerful among the light sentinels, and it is also the rarest school of people, and there are currently more than a dozen light mages trained by Xutar and Jade Leader.

It is worth mentioning that the leader of the Emerald Leader Light Sentinel this time is a light mage named Forne Grest.

Finally, there is the Saint Craftsman School, the main job of the Saint Craftsman School is not a combat profession, but it is the most indispensable part of the Light Sentinel Organization.

The warriors of the Craftsman School are not only responsible for mining sacred stones, crafting sacred stone weapons and strengthening enchantments, but also for crafting various equipment, refining combat potions, and cracking various mechanisms.

Pickle is a member of the Holy Sword School, although his strength is not the most powerful, but he is a highly respected person among the Light Sentinels, which is why Picker can speak to Lyster on behalf of the three hundred and fifty-three Light Sentinels.

The two men did not say goodbye to each other until it was getting late, and before dinner, they came to Ster to see off Pickle, and asked Palame to settle the three hundred and fifty-three light sentinels who had come to their aid, and Brewsterburg, which was well supplied, was under no pressure.

By the time Parame returned, it was already evening, and Lyster cooked a few dishes and had a special candlelit dinner with the senior intelligence officer of Nightblade.

This time, Lyist did not talk to Paramet, but tried to create a woman's favorite environment, and since it was the reward that Palame most desired, he should do his best to fulfill the request of his subordinates.

Fine food and wine, the lights and candles are ambiguous, the moonlight is soft, the night breeze is blowing outside the half-open window, the fireplace in the house is scorching, and the dry and hard wood makes a reassuring crackling sound, exuding the most comfortable heat.

For this invitation, Paramé deliberately changed into a treasured dress -

It was a mature black off-the-shoulder lace dress, her fair skin radiated a delicious luster in the starry night's darkest contrast, and her silky mid-length blonde hair went down from her swan-like neck, and a succubus necklace was gently sandwiched between the deep furrows like the corners of a succubus' lips.

In the flickering candle flames, the translucent lace trim can hook the stubborn bulge, and the quiet hem of the clothes strives to maintain the last pride, but they don't know that their master has long been immersed in desire, drunk in the moonlight, just like the tangled jade toes, inseparable.

With two glasses of red wine in his stomach, the good-looking Parame was already half drunk, because the man across the table looked far beyond the fire by the wall, scorching the moist and dense golden forest like a merciless flame falling from the sky.

The most terrifying thing is that in the golden forest, the more the fire burns, the greater the water vapor, and finally it is out of control and merges into a long river.

At some point, the candle flame began to flicker, the shadows on the ground gradually blended, and the sudden night breeze masked the wheezing, pushing the window pages to close, completely cutting off the cat's heart-scratching rhythm.