League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter three hundred and ninety fourth strange

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"Um"

Modrian, who was listening to the story with great interest, found that the words he told stopped, and when he looked up, he happened to see the cold and evil face of Gantias, and said with a smile, "Is it over? I really want to hear the next story. , it seems your experience is very interesting."

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the corpses of many spellcasters hanging from the slender branches. This may be a continuation of the hatred for the crazy spellcaster in his mouth. It is really regrettable.

Speaking of which, he has been lacking blue essence and orange essence a lot recently.

"Hahahaha"

"Interesting poor human lord, what do you think I'm talking about?" Gantias's low, hoarse voice echoed slowly. "I just want to destroy you completely"

Plague Blood Dark Wreath

In the central area of ​​Harriman Castle, the curled and dancing blue-black branches were stained with a touch of blood, like countless arms wrapped around them, covering the night sky, from the air, from the ground, surging towards Modrian and his party.

At the same time, the giant tree shrouded the castle sprinkled with dark green plague fog, gradually showing signs of decay and decay, dilapidated buildings, shriveled corpses, colorful gardens, green grass slowly dissolving, incomparable stench everywhere spread. .

From the dark plague of the god of plagues.

"It's boring, have you stopped acting so soon?" Modrian said indifferently, looking at the scene with terrifying magical energy surging in front of him, and stepped back slightly. "Kill him, don't keep it."

Although he is very eager to keep the buildings of Edalas City and Harriman Castle, the extremely advantageous geographical location, and perhaps the former prosperity can be restored, but he knows how to allow a choice when it comes to legendary battles.

"Follow your will." Swain nodded slightly, leaning on a black cane, limping towards the blue-black branches, his left hand hidden under his coat slowly stretched out, and a dazzling red ray of light shone on Harry Mann Castle is like a bright star.

touch of liberation

Like thunder at night, crimson lightning suddenly appeared, and the blue-black branches surrounded by countless twists and turns annihilated and dissipated in an instant. The product of light and soil touching.

"Uh" Gantias stared at Swain in amazement, the vampire soul hidden in the giant tree trembled slightly, inexplicably jumping with excitement, like the hope of dawn that he saw after experiencing darkness.

The dancing branches frantically beat everyone in the castle again, densely packed, covering the sky and the ground, and even the corpses strung by the branches were mixed in the attack. Looking closely, Gantias focused on taking care of Swain. , the branches in that area are particularly dense. .

Swain looked at the branches that continued to pounce with a slight smile, indifferent, just a legend.

click

The blade of the axe flickered, and the surging branches fell. Darius looked indifferently at the towering giant tree. He stepped forward, and the flame-like blood essence that surrounded his body burned violently, and his restrained aura was no longer suppressed. It merged with the killing intent of the red-clothed fruit, and let out an unidentified wolf howl.

"The soul of Noxus, inviolable"

Tournament

Kled, who was riding the dragon lizard, held a silver-gray battle axe high, launched a dash, chopped up the tangled branches, and immediately directed Skar to rush towards the main trunk of the Gantias tree.

The war machine Sion let out an insane roar, the soul furnace in his chest was burning, and the crimson energy enveloped the giant-like figure. .

All the blue-black branches that wanted to be blocked were broken and torn, and deep footprints were stepped on the cracked floor, and then collided with the incomparably hard main trunk.

The terrifying force tore at the tree of Gantias and the entangled branches, centering on the touch point, the corpse that the branches entwined through completely shattered, including the bones of Noxian scouts.

Sion, who was at the center of the collision, cracked his mouth and laughed horribly. He carelessly wiped off the cracked blood stains on his face, raised his black giant axe high, and slashed heavily on the blue-black main trunk, spattering a large amount of dark green liquid.

"Ahhhh, damn human, I won't let you go."

Gantias let out a heart-wrenching pain and wailing sound, and the waving branches could not help trembling slightly, and Darius and Kled took this opportunity to pounce in front of them and launch a fierce attack.

No matter how hard the main trunk of the Tree of Gantias is, it can face the frantic slashing of Darius and others, accompanied by continuous sounds of pain, and countless sticky green blood flowing on the ground.

As for those slapped branches, they couldn't break through the Noxian defenses at all, and they couldn't stop their will to fight.

It seems that the dawn of victory is clearly visible, but Modrian is wrong, and everything seems too easy, which is different from the scene where legendary spellcasters once fought.

The legendary priests of the Lizardman Temple used their own cards one after another to resist and stop the heroes of Valoran, instead of letting Darius and the others slash close to him as they are now.

Modrian stared at Gantias, faintly aware that there was something wrong in the pain, mixed with some kind of desire and excitement, the blood flowing on the ground faintly, as if it was covered by the dark and reddish pattern. Absorbed, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately said "Dreus"

Swain, who looked cold, saw that something was wrong, and the crimson mist scattered in the air turned into countless crows, rushing towards the towering giant tree, and his left hand instantly turned into the hand of a demon, a demon carrying an aura of destruction. Energy waves swept up.

never go back

Hearing the reminder, Darius clenched the black cutter with both hands, and the whole person jumped high, and a crimson radiance bloomed under the gloomy night, like splitting the sky and pulling out deep imprints.

Noxus Guillotine

click, click, click

The tree of Gantias made an overwhelmed screeching sound, starting from the humanized old face, the cracks with green liquid covered the main trunk, as if cutting open a human skin, falling a little bit by bit. The blue-black hard bark fell to the ground.

The dancing branches stopped attacking and retreated under the canopy of the tree. Occasionally, they could see some deep into the tree, deducting the pith with green liquid, which was red and strange.

"I'm finally going!" A hoarse and low voice sounded softly, the green liquid flowing like a flame burning, and a faint mist filled the Harriman Castle.

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