Without giving Tayana a chance to speak, Ellie continued.

"Esiokun has been completely locked down, where can we run to? Once the royal capital is breached, everyone has to die, instead of doing nothing here and waiting for death, it is better to do what you can, and now it is impossible for me to leave the reserve legion, the deserters will be executed immediately, I will serve in the legion, your life can be slightly better, this is the most perfect result. ”

With that, Ellie stood up and came to Agulal's side and hugged her father.

"Dad, take care of Mom, wait for me to come back, okay?"

The man put down the cigarette stick and opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound immediately, and in the expectation of his daughter, the man1 nodded and made a hoarse voice.

"Okay, you should be safe yourself."

With the smell of her father's cigarette still lingering in her nostrils, Ellie reluctantly left her house, and took one last look at the silent door, and the girl walked out into the street without looking back.

In the darkness of the night, a male mage wearing a hood greeted him, and his tone was soft.

"Little Ellie, you can stay a little longer, you should know, maybe this is the last time you'll see them."

Ellie shook her head and spoke in a firm tone.

"Teacher Ignaus, I'm not going to die."

The male mage called Ignos by Ellie was stunned for a moment, and then let out an undisguised sneer,

"You can say such arrogant words without changing your face, little Ellie, I don't know whether to say that you are confident or arrogant."

"Teacher, it's better for me to be arrogant, the first time I go out, I have to leave some thoughts for myself."

"Hehe, I wish you were confident."

……

Outside the city of Ishioken, there was no longer half a wisp of people within a thousand miles.

Bursts of black-green wind blew from all directions, the moonlight seemed to be covered with a vague dark shadow, and the bright flames of the brazier and torches began to shake violently, and the flames flickered more and more dimly, accompanied by a ghostly evil low laugh, and finally 'poof' was completely extinguished.

The shadows of the woods and shrubs greedily absorbed the malice in the shadows, taking root from the earth, and soon the black-green ghosts on the ground replaced the body rooted in the ground, infecting the body like a virus, turning the originally vigorous and straight trees and shrubs into indescribable evil and twisted things, taking steps, greedily poking out bloodthirsty branches in the direction of the breath of life.

The shadow silently advanced towards the city, and finally approached the white walls of Ishioken, accompanied by the lamentation of the souls, the brazier on the battlements of the walls of the city wall quickly became aggrieved as if it had been pinched by an invisible hand, and the cold feeling accompanied by the dead and evil wind blew onto the city, bringing an indescribable sense of threat to the soldiers patrolling the walls.

Facing the cold night wind, the soldiers of the Holy Light Legion held sacred stone weapons and watched as the darkness poured out of the city like a tide, as if they wanted to drown the entire city in the sea of shadows, and reduce tens of millions of people to ghosts with weeping teeth.

The chest became more and more stuffy, as if an invisible and insubstantial hand was pinching his neck, gradually tightening his unshakable five fingers like steel pincers, and the soldiers of the Holy Light Legion could clearly feel the process of their lives and souls gradually disappearing.

It seems that living this life is to witness the death of this moment.

"Give it up, join us, be who we are, and be ...... us"

Ghostly whispers echoed in his ears, fears and madness eroded people's hearts, but no one in the Holy Light Legion wavered, but waited in place according to the order.

The soldiers who had been preparing for war for a long time looked up at the magnificent tower floating in the air, waiting for the commander-in-chief of the empire to blow the horn of war.

"Buzz!"

As if he had heard the voice of the soldiers, and as if he was disgusted that the ghostly shadow shrouded in the sky disturbed his rest, with a shocking roar, the silver pillar of light erupted from the sky above the Yuen Tower, and then the light spread to the entire city, replacing the silver moon that had been blinded by darkness into an immortal cold light.

The silver light spread across the edge of the city of Ishoqu until it reached a kilometer of the city walls, resisted by the billowing black mist that greedily wanted to suck life and souls,

Under the soft light, the ghosts and unspeakable twisted things hidden in the shadows screamed and turned into wisps of ashes, and in the midst of even louder evil laughter, the ashes floating in the air became the prelude to the beginning of the war.

"Woo woo woo !!"

From the depths of the black fog came the ancient and reckless sound of the trumpet, the sound passed through the hearts of people, shaking the soul,

The pale Cassiopeia kept taking deep breaths, holding the short-handled women's staff [Temptation Rose] tightly, trying her best to hide the trembling strands under the robe, at this moment, only the warmth of the dragon's blood ebony could give her a little more security.

It was the first time she had experienced a real war, and unlike the intrigue of the Black Rose Mage's Academy, and even more so from the ease she had imagined, when the infinite darkness turned into ghosts and shadows, her knowledgeable and admirable mind went blank, and her only thought was to flee the battlefield......

It was shameful, but she had to admit her cowardice, because she didn't even see the enemy's face and had the idea of becoming a deserter.

In the end, it was not the bloodline passed down to her by her father Du Kekao, nor the wisdom of the Black Rose that she learned in the Black Rose Mage Academy, that prevented her from becoming a deserter.

What gave her the courage to stand here was the glow from the Divine Emperor, gentler than the silver moon, more hopeful than the sun.

The thought that the man was watching her, witnessing her courage, made the female mage tremble uncontrollably, her breathing short, her pupils confused and frantic.

She finally understood why her sister was so fanatical about believing in a man.

"This is war! This is the real war! War is so frightening, fascinating, insane!

It turns out that the Empire has always been fighting such a terrible enemy, and being able to fight with His Majesty Leicester is the proudest thing in my life! ”

No one noticed the fluctuation in the female mage's heart, and everyone's eyes were focused on the black mist thousands of kilometers away, staring at the darkness with great antiquity.

There was a heavy and consistent sound of footsteps in the black fog, and it could be judged from the sound alone that this was an armed force comparable to the elite soldiers of the Noxus Empire,

The most shocking thing to everyone was not the undead legionnaires in heavy black armor and their pale bodies hidden in the armor, but the tens of thousands of Ishtars who had been tortured, their bodies covered in scars and pus.

These Ishtars were men and women, old men and children, all of them were heavily shackled, and some organs and parts of their bodies were subjected to painful torture instruments that numb the scalp.

The black-armored general led by him rode a terrifying Netherworld Horse, and after glancing at the people on the city wall, he sneered at his subordinates.

"Let go of these lowly slaves."

The soldiers of the Undead Legion saluted silently, ordering the Lich Mage to use magic to unshackle them, giving them the freedom to move.

Looking down at the slaves who had long been tortured to the point of losing their dignity, the Blackarmor General said loudly in the jerky Ishtar language.

"There your people are, go, go to your countrymen, you are free!"

Hearing the Black Armor General say this, the tortured unhuman slaves had the courage to speak, and they all turned around and ran in the direction of the city of Ishoken.

"Help us! Please save us! Open the door! Open the door for me! ”

"It hurts! It hurts!! It hurts me to death!! Kill me! Kill me! I can't kill myself! They're going to kill me! ”

"Why don't you take me away! Why should I suffer like this! ”

"I curse you to live like me! Why don't you die! Why do you still breathe as a matter of course? ”

Tens of thousands of people poured in the direction of the city gate, even the holy light could not stop the footsteps of these people, and just as the people on the city wall hesitated, a man's cold and majestic voice came from their ears.

"They have become enemies, and mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, kill them!"

While the Ishtars were still hesitating, the Holy Light Legion and the Imperial Legion had already thrown arrows from the sky, and Cassiopeia's mage regiment also gave the order to attack, and Cassiopeia did not hesitate to cast a spell and threw two gravity orbs, which collapsed dozens of people into a pile of indistinguishable flesh and blood in a very bloody way,

The sudden killing did not terrify the Nether Slaves, but as if they had turned on some taboo switch, everyone became crazy, cursed in their mouths, and attacked the towering walls of the city of Ishokon in the face of all kinds of attacks, with fierce eyes eager to devour the lives on the walls.

The Nether Slave, who had managed to survive the dense attack, laughed and slammed his head into the wall, his brain splattering and turning into a mutilated corpse, but in half an hour, the corpses were strewn all over the ground, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

"Mage Regiment, incinerate corpses to remove blood."

Noticing the unusual movements of the Underworld Legion, Lester immediately issued an order, and the Imperial mages on the city walls and the mages of Ishtari joined forces to cast spells, and the overwhelming flames directly devoured the corpses outside the city walls.

Even if the action was fast enough, there were hundreds of corpses that were not burned in the first place, and the corpses with a power comparable to explosives exploded close to the city wall, crumbling out of shallow pits on the rocks of the city wall.

On the throne of the Yuen Tower, Lester, who was controlling Vidalian's dispatch of the entire battlefield of Ishioken, was as cold as water, and his voice was as cold as a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

"This is the first and last time, if anyone disobeys my orders, there will be no mercy!"

Faced with the naked killing intent of the superiors, the mages of Ishtar turned pale one by one, and finally realized how rare the good words they had had been before.

After a word of warning, Lester turned his gaze back to the direction of the black mist and said in a deep voice.

"The Holy Light Cannon Force and the Magic Guide Cannon Force are ready, waiting for orders, ready to fire at any time."

At the sound of the order, the artillery position on the round tower of the city wall began to operate the cannon, making preparations before the cannon was fired.

Not to mention the sixteen weak chicken elemental ballistas that Exuoken itself is equipped with, this time the Noxus Empire also brought four artillery units, namely the Ice Dragon Cannon Unit, the Hell Cannon Unit, the Magic Guide Cannon Unit, and the Holy Light Cannon Unit.

The four artillery units were divided into four teams, with a total of forty-eight guns, each guarding the four gates of the city of Ishokun, ensuring that each gate was supported by artillery of four different attributes.

The cannon is located atop a Vidalian-protected tower in the city of Ishokun, which has enough range to cover the entire city of Ishoqu and is completely safe.

While the artillery units of the city of Ishoken were preparing, thirty-five nether chariots had already opened in the black fog in the direction of the northwest gate of the city of Ishioken, divided into three rows.

Under the control of the undead lich, the thorny wheels of the Nether Chariot turned, and the thick black-green cannon muzzles were aimed at the northwest walls of the city of Ishokun, unaware that the Grim Reaper's scythe was on his neck.

The Nether Chariot is made of black-green Nether Soul Steel, powered by the Soul Furnace, and only enough human souls are needed to generate a steady stream of cannonballs.

Nether Chariot's [Soul Screaming Cannonball] is an instant death cannonball that can directly deal damage to weak souls.

However, if the strength of an individual's soul does not reach the minimum standard of resisting impact, the soul will be directly shattered in the scream, even if it is a strong person who has tempered the soul, it will seriously affect the ability to act due to the trauma of the soul, which can be described as vicious and abnormal.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Black-green soul cannonballs in the shape of skulls flew into the sky from the black fog and appeared in Cassiopeia's line of sight.

When the soul screaming cannonball reached its highest point and was about to fall, the Yuen Tower also shot out thirty-five extremely fast balls of light, and the light balls flew towards the soul screaming cannonball under the guidance of Lester.

The lich who controlled the Nether Chariot hurriedly used a spell to control the soul screaming cannonballs in an attempt to evade interception, and the thirty-five soul screaming cannonballs were separated and spun several times in the air, but they were still accurately hit by the purifying light ball, and they were annihilated in mid-air without even having a chance to explode.

Seeing that the enemy had perfectly taken over his attack, the black-armored general snorted coldly, and the blazing soul fire was filled with dissatisfaction.

When the Black Armor General was dissatisfied, Lester had already made a magic mark on the location of the Underworld Artillery Unit, and a cold voice appeared in the ears of the Imperial Artillery Officer at the same time.

"In the direction I marked, saturation attack!" (End of chapter)