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The haunting melody echoed through the air.
In the boundless desolate wilderness, like a Black Tide, the Death Knights turned one after another, gazing towards the hill that radiated with neon light from its musical instruments...
Separated by several miles, various cold and menacing Mandrake Flowers, tangled yellowed grass, and oddly shaped rocks lay in between. There, the Mandragora continued to burn, and new Death Knights emerged.
Suddenly, the grass swayed, and the rocks trembled as a green whirlwind swept through!
The Death Knight who had just stepped out of the flames barely had time to comprehend what was happening before his warhorse was cleaved in two beneath him. He crashed to the ground, his throat severed, emitting a chilling black smoke that gradually dissipated.
"Limitless Path..." In the midst of the emerald whirlwind, Suddenly appeared a figure racing forward. The crystalline glow emanating from his compound-eyed helmet illuminated his face as he shifted from holding his sword with both hands to wielding it with one. His speed surged again, moving so fast that he was almost invisible!
Beside this swordsman, a ghostly figure ablaze with blue flames galloped alongside him. A vast circle of black mist enveloped him for hundreds of meters, swirling with the anguished cries of various Souls... He advanced like a specter, his wails thunderous and booming. With ease, he severed the heads of numerous Death Knights with his long blade!
...
Watching their comrades fall one after another, the Death Knights finally snapped out of their daze. In an instant, their warhorses neighed in unison as various Magic Patterns flowed across their Black Armor. They roared and charged towards the group!
"Boom!"
In the dense formation of Black Tide, a large number of Cavalry were sent flying. As the dust and fog gradually cleared, a Man Wrapped in Armor was seen kneeling on one knee. Rising to his feet, he hurled a spear high into the air. With a sharp whistle, the spear pierced through multiple Death Knights' chests before firmly embedding itself in a rock!
"Boom!"
Another earth-shattering roar erupted! A volcanic crater suddenly appeared at the forefront of the wilderness, with fiery red lava flowing down its sides. Atop the volcano stood a man clad in golden armor.
He surveyed the entire battlefield before finally fixing his gaze on one spot: "Can you still fight?"
"Does he think that's cool?" Poppy looked at Jarvan IV on the volcano.
"Why don't we just ignore him? Haha! I'm really looking forward to his expression!" Shyvana's eyes lit up, speaking with excitement.
"That's impossible," Poppy shook his head silently.
"Why not?"
"Look to your left."
Shyvana looked over, confused, and then froze. Garen was gripping Stormblade with both hands, surrounded by swirling, chilling winds that exuded a sense of deadly intent. It was clear that his body was trembling.
Yes, trembling.
Garen had been waiting for this day for a long time... Ever since arriving in the Godeyas Continent, he had experienced many things and met many new friends. It wasn't that those friends were bad; it was just that seeing old companions in this world brought an excitement that was inevitable.
Because of trust. Even though Lost Land suppressed their powers, even though they could only use their innate abilities or the power of weapons infused with their souls, even though countless enemies surrounded them... Garen had no doubt that they would win.
The moment Sona's music began to play, Garen felt his heart pounding fiercely. Sona's battle songs were always so inspiring; as the first note resonated, a strong fighting spirit ignited within him, sweeping away any previous fatigue... He could no longer hold back his desire to fight!
With a whoosh, Garen charged back into the battlefield, launching another attack towards the low hill where Tastandin was located!
"Doesn't he want to see Javon fail?" Shyvana stared with wide eyes in disbelief.
"That's why they are the iron triangle," Poppy pinched the bridge of his nose.
Shyvana blinked and then recalled that in Demacia, there always seemed to be three guys who acted as a team... Hmm, Javon, Garen, and one more.
In the depths of the battlefield, a tall figure wielded a spear, repeatedly thrusting its tip into the bodies of enemies, sending them flying with each strike...
"Who are these people..." Tastandin's expression twisted as he stood on the low slope.
"I've never seen them before." Angry Beasts exchanged glances with Rebia. "Most of them are human... but how could humans possess such terrifying combat prowess?"
"No, there are some I can't even identify their race..."
Following Rebia's gaze, they saw a woman with a stiff expression, floating beside her was a sphere that had already killed numerous Death Knights in large swathes.
Her patched-up body looked like a puppet. Could she be a summoned creature? No, Lost Land could nullify all powers; any summoned beings would lose their effectiveness here.
Tastandin was nearly going mad. He had finally deceived that self-righteous fool into willingly opening the crystal and sacrificing himself. Then he had been controlling the Mandrake Flower and Death Knights with Eternal Power... Everything had been planned perfectly; it was only a matter of waiting for Garen and his companions to be worn down to death before Tastandin could initiate the next phase of his plan.
After all, Garen had once unleashed Sinful Power with a single sword strike, which instilled great fear in Tastandin.
But at this critical moment, an unknown number of formidable foes had suddenly appeared out of nowhere!
Standing on the low slope, Tastandin could clearly see every change on the battlefield and naturally witnessed that terrifying combat ability!
Where did this group come from?!
"Charge!"
At that moment, something unexpected happened that neither Tastandin nor Rebia had anticipated—Mundo struck a deadly blow to Angry Beasts' neck!
"Zing!" "Zing!" The venom on the blade seeped in, and the flesh immediately began to rot, releasing a ghostly white smoke... The Wolf Emperor stared at Mundo with disbelief, just about to resist when Mundo suddenly swung a second knife down.
"You..." Looking at those vacant eyes, Angry Beasts suddenly felt that this guy might not be as foolish as he seemed; perhaps he was just an eccentric madman.
Angry Beasts had no idea that the Mundo before him had been designing a series of murders since he was four and a half years old, his mind so meticulous that no one had ever found evidence of his crimes.
"Mundo is a warrior of Zuan." Mundo looked at Tastandin and Rebia with his vacant eyes.
Angry Beasts was already dead.
For some reason, a sense of inexplicable panic arose in the hearts of Tastandin and Rebia.
...
The battlefield in the wilderness had already stirred the entire Ahn'Qiraj. Those curious Harbingers who came to sneak a peek either died on the spot or fled for their lives... It was easy to foresee that if news of this war reached the outside world, it would inevitably become a top-tier conflict, rivaling the Second Continental War in notoriety.
Not only were there legendary Mandrake Flowers and Death Knights, but also a large number of strange warriors with astonishing combat power, utterly overpowering the terrifying Death Knights!
A ghost glowing with green light pulled on its hook and floated toward the heart of the battlefield. Where it had just stood was a dim lamp... Then, a humanoid crocodile stepped down, and in the next moment, it was beside the ghost!
The crocodile's body suddenly doubled in size, its sharp circular blades wildly reaping the lives of Death Knights... It paid no heed to the enemies behind it because every time it found itself surrounded, blue fireballs rained down!
In the distance, an Azure Spirit hovered in mid-air, its eyes bursting with light.
However, the outcome of this battle remained uncertain because throughout it all, the Mandrake Flower's flames had never extinguished. This meant that at every moment, new Death Knights were being born.
This would undoubtedly be a protracted war.
The battle had progressed to a point where the warriors in the front line finally showed signs of fatigue, their movements no longer as swift and decisive as they had been at the start.
At that moment, a sharp laugh echoed from a pile of rocks in the back.
"What does Jinx mean? It means Jinx!" shouted a girl with a Ponytail as she hoisted a Cannon and unleashed a barrage on the battlefield. Clouds of smoke and bursts of flames erupted frequently, while her eyes sparkled with increasing excitement.
Beside her, perched on a large stone, was a mouse wielding a Green Crossbow, taking long-range shots.
But that wasn't all; there was also a Blonde Youth firing lasers from mechanical arms, and a Long-Haired Woman brandishing a Circular Blade...
The moment the front-line warriors displayed even the slightest hint of weariness, those in the back stood up.
A thick haze of smoke enveloped the area as arrows and bullets whizzed through the air, creating deafening explosions!
At the highest point on a rock, a woman wearing a hat rested her Sniper Rifle on her elbow, one foot planted on the tallest stone.
After taking aim, she spotted Rebia and Tastandin through the scope.
"Clang!"
A thunderous sound erupted!
Followed by the crisp noise of a coin hitting the ground.
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