League of Legends Invades Another World

"Shield up!"

In the Noxian Legion array, a soldier on a warhorse shouted loudly, and his face under the visor was full of blood.

The sound of cannons echoing over the primeval forest never stopped.

A miniature missile wrapped in a flame trail pierced through the clouds. While preventing the attack of the pterosaur knights, it still maintained the offensive rhythm and continued to bombard the crimson halo that guards Drowkod.

Although the cannonballs of the h-28g evolutionary turret are not very useful to the God Blessed Tyrannosaurus, it is a devastating blow to those lizardmen warriors.

Even if the Lizardmen Legion has some means of air defense.

The tragic and bloody scenes were frequently staged. The charge of the Lizardmen Legion left the ground covered with corpses, and the faces that had remained crazy during their lifetimes remained on the ground forever, paving the same bloody road to hell.

Fortunately, they saw hope, and within their field of vision, they could already see the black steel squares that were waiting for them.

Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!

The howls of excitement aroused the desire to fight of the lizardmen warriors. They braved the cannonballs that were still pouring over their heads, delusionally reaching the human array and enjoying the baptism of flesh and blood.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Noxian Legion phalanx, with a solid steel shield erected on one side, reflects the dim glow of the sky, and the double-edged logo engraved on the shield surface represents the savage and powerful Noxian Empire.

Each Noxian soldier behind the shield squatted half-squatting, resting his shoulders against the shield, his calm eyes staring at the closer lizardmen warriors.

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

"Shoot!"

The roaring orders suppressed the roar of artillery fire, and suddenly rippled over the Noxian phalanx.

Afterwards, a Noxian soldier in the steel array stepped forward with firm steps. A well-crafted steel spear with a handle of seven or eight meters long stabbed straight ahead from the gap in the shield.

The light of dawn shone down, reflecting the horrified faces of the lizardmen warriors on the coldly glowing spear blade.

The momentum of the charge is unstoppable, even if they want to stop, the surging companions behind them crowd them and continue to move forward.

puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff!

Armor shattered, scales pierced.

A sharp steel spear hung like a string of candied haws, hanging the lizardman's body, and the pain and struggle sounded instantly.

And the lizardmen warriors in the back couldn't see the tragedy in front of the array clearly, they kept howling, waving the weapons in their hands, and continued the unfinished road of death.

boom!

Crimson life energy burst out.

Just as the Lizardmen Legion stepped into the death spear array one after another, the ace legion hidden in the array, the Stigmata Veteran, burst out with terrifying power, smashing the steel spear in front of him in one fell swoop, wrapping blazing life energy, and killing Nok. Sass Iron Square.

Although the Legendary Road is cut off, this small group of stigmata veterans at least have strength comparable to high-level professionals.

It is a terrorist force that can change the local battlefield.

"Behead!"

The Noxian Legion appeared calm in the face of the sudden onslaught.

In the steel phalanx, the soldiers of the Trifali Legion who were waiting silently saw the familiar burst of life energy. They clenched the weapon of death in their hands and jumped high to meet the old rivals.

Dark gray armor with three dents imprinted.

The dark red cloak fluttered in the wind, resembling the blood-colored flag of the Noxian Empire.

"kill!"

The stigmata veterans are not to be outdone, the crimson life energy renders the delicate silver-gray armor, they are the strongest ace legion in the Beshilik Kingdom, guarding the city of blood, Drowkod, each loyal to the god of the lizardmen, Loyal to the kingdom of Bethlik.

No regrets!

......

But in a moment, the war reached its climax, and the fresh life disappeared like fireworks.

Not only did the Legion of Trifari and the old Stigmata fight to the death, but the Legion of Lizardmen and the Legion of Noxus met in an instant and fell into an endless torrent of war.

Hot blood was thrown, and the rigid body was buried.

Lizardman shield warriors and lizardman spear warriors, like warriors dying, fell one by one under the fierce counterattack of the Noxian Legion, and their bodies piled up like mountains.

The torrent rushes, the ballista triceratops moves its huge body, and its bony scales and spiked shields can resist most attacks.

Unfortunately, these striking signs are the favorite targets of alchemy researchers.

The roar of the h-28g evolution turret kept coming, the cannonballs poured down like a torrential rain, the scorching gun barrels became redder and were about to reach their limit, but their roars successfully caused many ballista triceratops to fall on the way forward. , crushed many lizardmen warriors.

Even so, these crazy ballista triceratops took the lives of Noxian soldiers with icy bolts just before they died.

On both sides of the battlefield, rushing out of Drowkod, the cold lizard knights, who were eyeing them, also fell into the vortex of war.

Clay had been waiting for a long time.

And the undead desert dragon lizard Sgar, led the furious dragon lizard knight and Noxus cavalry behind him, and rushed towards the cold lizard knight impatiently.

Especially Kled, the excited yordle looked at the giant-horned cold lizard knight in front, as if it was a long-lost lover, Gan Chai Lie

Fire, ignites at a touch.

The cold lizard neighed and wailed.

Facing the dragon lizard with invisible coercion, the lizard man and the cold lizard involuntarily fell into a state of trembling, and then the slaughter of Chi Guoguo was staged.

With Kled as the arrow, the Furious Dragon Lizard Knights and Noxus Cavalry easily pierced through the charge formation of the Cold Lizard Knights, crushing a path of death forged by flesh and blood.

This is the battlefield!

Life and death are happening all the time!

Whether it is a veteran or a new recruit, whether it is a lizardman or a Noxian, they are walking on the same cliff, life and death are equal, if they accidentally make a mistake, they will never have a chance to come back.

......

"The victory has been decided!"

Looking down at the bloody war vortex not far away, Darius shook his head gently, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his deep eyes.

This expedition, he originally valued it very much, but now it seems that there is a taste of first promotion and then depression.

After losing the god of the lizardmen, Samuanya, the Beshilik Kingdom seemed to have completely lost something. Behind the frantic counterattack was an extremely weak force.

Darius looked at Drowcord's walls, there was a nice guy, but not worth his own shot.

"Katrina, Tyrone!"

"General!"

In the shadows behind, Katerina with long crimson hair and Tyrone wearing a silver cloak stepped out, bowing their heads slightly respectfully.

"That head belongs to you, I hope I can see it after the war." Darius said softly, his indifferent eyes swept across the two in front of him.

Katarina, one of the most deadly blade masters of the Kekao family, is known as the Ominous Blade and is a symbol of the patriotic spirit of the Noxian Empire.

Shadow of the Blade, Tyrone, the dagger in the dark, the merciless killer who contributes his own lethal means to the Imperial Command, assassinating enemy leaders, officers and heroes...

And of course any Noxian idiot who offended the highest officials.

"Follow your will!"

Katerina and Tyrone bowed and said at the same time, they looked at each other, their bodies moved slightly, disappeared into the shadows, and ran towards the war vortex not far away.

Seeing the two who were secretly fighting, Darius retracted his gaze and thought about the bloody sacrifice that was going on in Drowkodene.

"The Lizardman Temple?"

"May you persist until the city is broken. After all, that guy is a little unreasonable... or rather... full of ridicule!"

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Valoran's three most deadly blade masters are all related to the du Kkaor family: my father, me, and Talon. Come and challenge us, if you dare!

- Caterina Du Quecao