The rain fell from the sky, passing over the rich voodoo, hitting the granite mountain with a stinky breath, making an unpleasant slight corrosion sound, and then continued down along the mottled eroded water channels, washing towards those

A complex of granite buildings that have long since become dilapidated.

It's a rainy night in Noxus.

The old city was in disrepair and was crumbling under the corrosive acid rain. The few remaining magic lamps that had not been completely destroyed by time were lit on the streets. Under the magic lamps, the undisciplined patrols walked lazily while complaining about the spooky weather.

Yawning, he discussed which underground pub he would go to for a drink after his shift changed.

In the entire ground area of ​​Noxus, only at the highest peak of the Granite Mountain, the Noxian Supreme Military Council, the military headquarters, was free from the influence of voodoo and enjoyed the baptism of the beautiful spring rain.

Classical magic lights shine in every corner of this building on the highest mountain. The bright yellow lights illuminate every detail of this former Noxian palace: those carvings are made of white stone.

the Lord

There are reliefs of swords and shields on the walls of the temple, a large number of white stone pillars next to the reliefs, a large white stone square in front of the white stone pillars, and a prancing horse carved from obsidian on the square that represents the former leader of the Noxus Empire.

Acting emperor.

The drizzle hit this ancient obsidian statue, sliding down from the top of his head, all the way down, sliding over his determined face with wide eyes, his rough and wild armor, and the extremely powerful horse under his crotch.

.Under the bright yellow light, the iron-blooded emperor who was once invincible in the world seemed to be resurrected again, riding this spring rain from hell to the world again with his endless fighting spirit.

"I really hate this statue." At this time, someone whispered from the side.

The speaker was a tall man wearing a jet-black full-body armor, even his face was completely covered. His voice was low and hoarse, and his age could not be heard at all. His arms were firmly grasping a belt hanging around his waist.

The long sword wrapped in a pitch-black scabbard remained motionless in the thick rain, letting the rain flow through his body. Under the bright yellow light, if he had not spoken, he would have looked like another pitch-black statue of the God of War.

"My subordinates will destroy it tomorrow." A man in scarlet armor who stood respectfully behind the dark God of War whispered in a low voice. This man's eyebrows were sharp, and even if he was not angry, there was a strong evil aura. It was that man

The Hand of Noxus, Darius, returned from the War College.

"Let's think about how to survive tonight." A gloomy voice came from the other side. It was an extremely thin and lame man, leaning on a cane. You can feel this just by looking at his sinister face.

How much filth is hidden in a person's belly. At this moment, this man is teasing a black crow standing on his shoulder, which is preening its wet feathers. While he is teasing, he smiles from time to time, that kind of warm feeling.

The smile on his gloomy face looked extremely strange.

Darius, who had a rather hot temper, did not get angry this time. He just glanced at the lame man but said nothing.

"Swain is right." The man in jet black full-body armor said in a faint voice, without any emotion, "How are the arrangements for the assassination team?"

"The enemy will come out from intersection No. 1 of the third block. I ambushed three hundred people there. It is almost a straight line from the third block to here. I put down three hundred people every three hundred yards. On the mountain road, I put down three hundred people.

He killed a thousand men, Thane, and Urgot. It is conservatively estimated that he can consume half of the enemy's strength." The lame man was still teasing the crow on his shoulder, showing no respect for the climber.

"This doesn't look like you." The man in full black armor seemed to be smiling, his smile was very weak.

"General, you must understand that in the face of absolute power, any strategy is useless." Swain suddenly turned his head, his tone was very cold, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with others questioning him.

"Swain, please don't be rude to the General." Darius subconsciously took a step forward, trying to suppress Swain's leaning body.

"It doesn't matter." The dark war god known as the General shook his hand, indicating that it was okay. "He is right. He is worthy of being my number one think tank in Noxus. I am very happy. If I die tonight, I

Believe me, Noxus will never be defeated, it will only become more glorious." He waved his hand lightly and talked about his death lightly.

"General..." Darius listened to these last words and was silent for a long time. The rain slid from his forehead to the armor, but he didn't notice it at all. He was not good at words and could only say in the end, "No.

Long live Texas."

"Long live..." The general repeated the word for a long time, "Tonight, any of us may die."

No one spoke anymore.

The rain continued to fall, and the three men without umbrellas just stared at the dark night in silence.

The smell of death is approaching.

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Intersection 1, Third Street Block.

The old covering iron sheets were pushed aside, and an emerald green shoe took the lead in stepping into the earth dripping with acid rain.

"I can't, I can't say, Nok Saas is really a rotten place." Master Yi wiped away the putrid raindrops on his shoulders and breathed out a strong odor of alcohol.

Sun Wukong followed closely and stepped onto the ground. As soon as he emerged from the rain, he arched his body and placed the giant copper-yellow stick in his hand in front of him. He felt the strong murderous aura coming from every corner.

"Don't be nervous." Master Yi pulled out the strange-shaped green sword behind him and walked toward the dilapidated avenue outside like a leisurely stroll. "The night is still growing."

Rainwater fell from the eaves high up, hitting the broken ground with a "crackling" sound.

The killers in the darkness no longer hide their figures, and as Sun Wukong and Master Yi advance, they are gradually surrounded by them.

The men in jet black robes silently pulled out the jet black blades from their sleeves, no one shouted, and they walked in silence.

The rain suddenly intensified, and the originally sparse rainwater stabbed everyone like a sharp sword.

Invisible murderous intent soared into the sky with the sound of neat footsteps, and even tore through the rain curtain for a moment.

"Atonement, hands, stained with blood, man." Master Yi pointed the long sword in his hand directly as if chanting, and rainwater fell from the blade of the long sword.

Just like blood.

"Amitabha." Sun Wukong raised his palms to show compassion, but the murderous intent in his eyes had already penetrated the rain curtain, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and I will send you to hell."

The killing intent is about to begin.

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First update.

Take a break and write the second update right away. Master Yi and the Great Sage Qi Tian fight against the Noxian Three Thousand Iron Armors.

Stay tuned.
Chapter completed!