League of Legends Millennium Warlord Chapter 690

Latest URL: The expected battle came as expected. Overnight, the Bright Sentinel repelled three surprise attacks from human soldiers. After the battle, the Bright Sentinel also lost more than a dozen people. casualties.

Lester, who was ready for everything, set up his position and called out Janna.

Syndra was stationed outside the tent, and Misha looked after the legion.

Staring at Janna who was ready to cast spells, Lester said softly.

"It's time to start. If it doesn't work, we will use that method again."

The fair face was stained with a touch of embarrassment, Janna nodded and began to mobilize her spiritual power.

"Hoo hoo..."

Outside the windless and automatic tent, a white spiritual wind visible to the naked eye hovered in the air, gradually expanding to the surroundings, forming a powerful air current.

Under the watchful eyes of the soldiers, the airflow quickly spread to the junction of the dark mist and the holy light.

"It's blowing! It's really blowing!"

The spiritual wind shone with crystal light, and the stubborn mist like a swamp receded like a tide, and the line of sight quickly spread to a place thousands of meters away.

"Inspire the Holy Stone Compass together!"

Darkness, who was sitting on the ground, held up the radiant holy stone compass, and began to use the holy stone compass in his hand to trace the traces of Lachen's magic.

One thousand meters, two thousand meters, three thousand meters...

The holy white light formed by the holy stone compass quickly caught up with the spiritual wind that drove away the dark mist, entangled in the gap of the spiritual wind like a spirit of light, and spread to the surroundings together with the spiritual wind.

In the tent, Lester sighed, gently embraced Janna whose figure was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and peeled off the half-covered fruit like plucking strings.

No matter how many times she plays, Janna will remain immature and pure as always. In Lester's eyes, Janna is a talking milky white pudding.

With a groan, Janna almost lost her spell.

"Don't force yourself, relying on me is nothing to be ashamed of."

Hearing the undisguised Wushan clouds and rain in the tent, the blushing Xindra strengthened the sound insulation magic to avoid any bad influence.

With the assistance of Lester, the expansion speed of the Purifying Wind suddenly accelerated, and soon it carried the detection aura of the Holy Stone Compass across the Nokland military camp. On top of the shield that was isolated from the breath by the micro-array.

After this, the first strange markings appeared on the holy stone compass.

Seeing that the wind of purification had no intention of stopping, Darkness continued to guide the Holy Light, looking for other suspicious targets, and soon a majestic main castle in the city appeared on the track of the Holy Light, forming a shape on the Holy Stone Compass. The second holy light mark.

At this moment, a dark green lightning appeared out of thin air, and flew straight towards Darkness.

"Little mouse, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

With a sneer, Misha pulled out the Starfire Runeblade and slashed twice. The first sword split open the black magic lightning that could obliterate the soul like a flame, and the second slashed towards the meditation formation formed by the light sentinels, hitting it precisely. A twisted air.

Under the watchful eyes of the Sentinels of Light, a skeleton-like mage from the underworld with a black staff in his hand appeared less than two meters away from him. A pinch of black ash.

I don't know if the people of the Underworld Legion chose to give up the attack until the wind of purification dissipated, and Darkness and the Sentinels of Light were never attacked again.

Opening his eyes, Darkness, who had successfully completed the task, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The threat of death that accompanied him had not completely dissipated, making the man's body chill.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace, my lord."

Misha shook her head and asked casually.

"Duty, there is nothing to be thankful for. Is your mission going well?"

Holding the precious stone plate, Darkness affirmed.

"I have determined the direction. Please rest assured, my lord, we will never continue to get lost."

"Our position has been exposed. Even I can't eliminate the holy light mark with special power in a short time. Bean, this place will become the main battlefield in the future."

Lobito glanced calmly at the thousands of high-quality soul jars in the warehouse of the barracks. These jars filled with high-quality soul energy were all extracted from the soul furnace by himself. These soul energies will become consumables for the resurrected mortals, and I can't help feeling a little pain in my heart.

Those warriors who only know how to fight do not know how expensive they are if they are not in charge of the family. These warriors who only know how to fight will never understand what these pure souls can do.

"How are you going to fight this battle?"

Bean Faron, who was sitting quietly on the ashlar, stood up and looked down at the archmage who was two heads shorter than himself. Even if the opponent was a popular person in front of the monarch, he was not afraid.

His master gave him the command of the Nether Legion instead of Lobito, which is enough to explain everything.

"Since the 'killing tactics' arranged by Lord Lobito have lost their meaning, the rest is naturally a war, a real war for the strong, until death."

"Everyone! Form a defensive formation on the spot and kill the enemy with all your strength!"

After following the holy stone compass around for half a day, the dark mist that had been calm for a long time finally began to boil. Tens of thousands of human soldiers rushed out of the dark mist, and came to kill the soldiers of the emerald collar from all directions.

The lives of these human beings have been eroded by the underworld energy into a skinny and dying state, but their bodies strengthened by the magic of the underworld are stronger than before, and they retain their battle memories as human beings. Formed defensive formation.

The battle entered a white-hot state in an instant.

"Syndra is in charge of the front army, Misha is in charge of the rear army, Master, you and the dark guard are in charge of the two wings, keep advancing while guarding the front!

Guys, don't hold back. "

"clear!"

After everyone left, Lester picked up the Dementor Bow with awe-inspiring eyes.

"Yin Fulin, I will leave it to you, little one."

Gorgeous magic and holy light mercilessly tore apart the semi-ghostly cursed body, dilapidated long swords and arrows pierced through the fresh flesh, thirsty for scorching blood,

The living and the undead blended together, like incompatible water and fire, and were annihilated into mist in an instant.

Except for roaring and killing intent, any language is extremely pale here,

If you want to survive, you have to swing your weapons, release magic, and kill all enemies in front of you at all costs.

This is a cruel battlefield, a battlefield that can unleash destructive magic at will. Any commendable and tenacious life will disappear meaninglessly on this battlefield like a meat grinder, like a dead dog on the side of the road that no one cares about.

Here, only the strong have the qualification to breathe.

And she is a strong man, a humanoid weapon made by her teacher herself.

Sure enough, destruction is the true meaning of magic.

Supporting her body with the dark element ball, she quickly flew to the front of the legion. Syndra took a deep breath to restore her composure before casting the spell. Even so, the woman's face also had some abnormal blushes.

"Feel the boundless wrath of the elements!"

Raising the staff of 'Leicester's Love', a strengthened rune circle flashed from the magic spar of the staff, covering a range of a kilometer in the blink of an eye, and the dark purple cloud directly changed the dark green environment.

At this moment, Syndra chose to unreservedly release the mana accumulated in her body, the free dark elements are connected to each other and repel each other, jumping repeatedly on the edge of stability and out of control like a chain reaction before a nuclear explosion, and soon Formed an impenetrable storm of dark elements,

The energy with an incalculable upper limit tore apart the boundary between the material realm and the elemental realm. The dark elemental storm brewing in the sky suddenly exploded with a thunderbolt, and the cracks in space like the scars of the world gradually expanded. Finally, even the material realm could not bear it. the point.

When the destructive force reached the upper limit of the space, Syndra waved his staff and looked at the undead soldiers without sadness or joy, like a **** who sent down the punishment of the world-destroying god.

"Annihilate, scum."

As the voice fell, endless dark elements fell like raindrops from the thunderclouds with a radius of hundreds of miles. The seemingly light and silent purple raindrops hit the ground, but they directly flattened the ground, and even the tens of thousands of undead soldiers charged Disappeared in the sound of bubbles,

There is no scene of blood and flesh flying, and there is no cry of pain. Everything is annihilated in the high-concentration dark element energy within one ten-thousandth of a second. As if it had never existed before, even the soul that was about to return to the soul pot for resurrection was directly obliterated under the ravages of the breaking power.

On the contrary, ten meters away from the outermost Sentinel of Light, there appeared a deep pit with a depression of more than ten meters and spanning a kilometer. The incomprehensible magical power caused the Sentinel of Light to shut down directly, and even forgot that they were in the middle of the battlefield. superior.

It wasn't until Syndra used magic to pull the collapsed horizon back to the feet of the Sentinel of Light that the soldiers reacted.

"Is this an illusion? Hey! Is this my illusion? Am I still awake?"

"Did you pee?"

"Huh? It's a little wet, it seems to be peeing."

"I still wet the bed at such an age, it seems that I really didn't wake up... Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to wet the bed."

"Okay! Let's go, let's piss, don't make fun of the military order, you don't want to make Your Excellency Syndra unhappy?"

Just when Syndra opened up the way forward, Misha, holding the Starfire Runeblade, was not to be outdone, and cut out a coherent Starflame sword light with more than a dozen swords in a row.

The arc-shaped sword light shone with scorching divine light, burning tens of thousands of pursuers to ashes like cutting wheat. The domineering astral artifact directly destroyed the souls of the dead. Qualifications.

"Isn't it just to deal with a few little mice, as for mobilizing so many people?"

Glancing at Syndra who was in the front line, Misha clicked her tongue, waved her holy wings and slid quickly towards the right wing of the army formation.

Unlike the light sentinels who were fighting soy sauce in the front and rear, the light sentries on the two wings and the 400 dark guards on the outermost side were the ones who really experienced the pain of fighting the underworld army.

No matter how many times they were chopped off, whether their heads were cut off or their limbs were amputated, the soldiers who fell on the ground would always come back to life in the dark green light, and each resurrection seemed to be accompanied by some kind of incomprehensible strengthening. The soldiers' shriveled flesh and limbs gradually filled up.

Master, who was on the right wing, swung his sword countless times. The armor and two-handed sword on his body became heavier and heavier, but the enemies did not seem to decrease at all. Looking around, the other dark guards also showed a tired state.

If ordinary enemies can still gain blood energy through killing, the situation in front of them is different. The energy consumed by beheading these undead soldiers is real. He didn't get any blood energy feedback at all, it was no different from cutting a skeleton.

I don't know why, even the holy stone weapon in the hands of the Bright Sentinel can only delay the enemy's chance of resurrection. The Bright Sentinel is powerful, but there are too many enemies, so naturally it is impossible to cover everything.

After a few breaths, the defense line formed by the dark guards was broken through by the undead soldiers. The dense undead did not deal with the light sentinels, but swarmed in, surrounded the dark guards like coastal reefs, and collided with each other under the congestion. Together, the Darkguard doesn't even have room to swing a sword.

"Fifty steps backward! Break out of the encirclement!"

Seeing that more than 20 dark guards were pierced through the pores of the armor by the increasingly powerful undead, Master roared with red eyes, and took the lead in activating the unique enchanting skills of Jiawei.

Under Master's order, more than a hundred dark guards turned into blood-colored heavy tanks and retreated. The indestructible magic steel heavy armor smashed all the enemies along the way, and it was difficult to return to the large army, avoiding the enemy threat.

Mast stared blankly, watching dozens of undead soldiers dragging the fallen Dark Guard into the dark mist, even refusing to leave the corpse behind.

Just about to launch another charge to rescue the looted corpse, Master raised his head, and a sword-shaped flame descended from the sky, piercing the darkness and bringing light.

The scorching holy fire tore through the dark mist, purified the undead it touched along the way, and instantly ignited those undead who were dragging the corpses of the dark guards~www.mtlnovel.com~ In the holy flame of the astral world, the dark The guarded war dead were melted together with their magic steel heavy armor, and their bones were reduced to ashes.

Seeing this, Master and the other dark guards cast grateful glances at Misha,

They have seen how these enemies of the underworld can desecrate the living and the dead, and it is better to return to Noxus in the flames than to be insulted by those despicable underworld rats.

Nodding in response to the gratitude of the soldiers, Misha slashed a few more swords, until the army of the undead receded like a tide, Misha turned to the left,

When they arrived, the left wing had already been flattened by Syndra. This time, the method seemed to be 'softer'. Except that the magic tide was too strong to release the magic of the dark element, it did not cause much movement.

Noticing Syndra's gaze, Misha smiled in the tone of an old senior.

"As a rookie on the battlefield for the first time, you are doing pretty well."

Chapter end