Chapter 1025 Chapter 1023 The So-Called Secret

The inner ring of Shadow Island, which was praised by the Holy Light Army as a ‘forbidden place for living people’, suddenly blew a devastating fog straight into the sky. The filthy and evil energy broke through the warning value in a short time. The endless soul-eating black fog was forming the shadow night and spreading towards the outer ring.

In the outer ring of the island, the small fortress guarding the crystal energy tower immediately reported the violent movement of the black fog in the hinterland of Shadow Island to the headquarters of the Eslet Light Sentinel.

The town of Saint Lester immediately conveyed the order to enter the first-level combat readiness state to all the strongholds of Shadow Island. Thirty-two thousand holy warriors of the Holy Light Army were fully armed and relied on fortifications to jointly welcome the possible arrival of the world-destroying soul-eating black fog.

Almost the next second after the urgent military information was transmitted, O'Connor, the commander-in-chief of the Holy Light Army of Shadow Island, received the highest military order from Fidelet.

The old paladin with white hair and beard hurriedly brought the most elite Holy Light Night Watchmen to the Crystal Magic Tower, which was second only to the town of Saint Leicester in importance.

"Have the Ixuokan Tower and the Serpentine Islands Tower been contacted?"

"Yes! They are also charging!"

"Very good! Speed ​​up the energy filling! The cross-continental Holy Light barrier must be built within half an hour!! We must not let these soul-eating fogs drift to places outside Shadow Island!"

"General O'Connor! The enemy is coming! The target seems to be here!"

O'Connor's face remained unchanged, and he walked through the magic tower's secret door and came to the observation platform.

Looking down from the observation platform, O'Connor could see the diffused soul-eating black fog coming like a vicious beast.

At present, these high-purity soul-eating fogs have completely suppressed the soul-eating fog dispersing barrier set up by the Holy Light Legion, dividing the strongholds on Shadow Island into isolated units. In this case, passing through the soul-eating fog to support other strongholds is simply a self-destructive behavior.

At this moment, the holy warriors can only rely on the holy stone array in the stronghold to fight desperately.

O'Connor didn't know how many people would survive this Soul-Eating Night, but he knew very well that if the Crystal Magic Tower was not defended, countless people would die in the Soul-Eating Mist and become slaves of evil spirits forever.

In addition to the despairing Soul-Eating Mist, the old man who had already entered the age of destiny also saw a pair of confused, excited, calm, or fearful eyes.

Unveiling the holy veil of bravery and fearlessness, the paladins of the Holy Light Corps are no different from ordinary warriors. They also have joys, anger, sorrows, and fears. They are also flesh-and-blood humans.

But the paladins are different from others after all. These brave warriors who are far away from the prosperity of the world and go to this dead land will not put down their weapons even if they are afraid. Even if death is imminent, the paladins will die peacefully.

Saint Lester once said that the meaning of the existence of the Holy Light is to protect the world and drive away the darkness. The Holy Light Corps is the eternal holy light of mankind and the bright lights of the dark coast.

Perhaps today is the day to embrace rest, but he does not regret it.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the old man who had dedicated his whole life to the town of Saint Leicester pursed his dry lips. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be tightened a little, but there was no sign of wavering.

A pair of piercing eyes in this dark world were brighter than the holy light.

"Comrades! Don't be afraid! This is the day we fight for!

When the eternal night comes, when the monsters in the soul-eating fog are about to devour the world, we will be the first high wall built by humans! With us here, these monsters will not be able to get out of here easily!"

The old man's voice was also powerful and soothed the anxiety and fear in the team, reminding the paladins how they had come to this day step by step.

There are few cowards in Noxus, and the will of the Noxus who are qualified to join the Holy Light Army is even more firm. Only a little fire can dispel the darkness and start a raging fire.

"Fight! For us paladins, the most powerful thing is never the weapons in our hands, but our steel will that has been tempered a thousand times!

Raise your weapons! Let these monsters living in the dark see what kind of thorny wall they want to cross! Let these ghosts who are neither dead nor alive understand that they are just a group of weak moths flying into the fire!"

When the old man's weak voice fell, the world did not quiet down. The roars containing sincere fighting spirit filled the gap left by the old man and became the most exciting war drums before the war.

"Kill!!!"

...

In the northern border of Valoran continent, Freljord,

A giant water elemental dragon crossed the sky and arrived at the settlement of the Freljord tribe.

Roxane, the ambassador of the alliance between the Noxian Empire, the Frostguard Clan and the Freljord tribes, went to the Frostguard Clan as soon as she received the news and reached an agreement with the Frost Witch, the ruler of the Frostguard Fortress.

Afterwards, Roxane rode a dragon to bring the news of the enemy's invasion to the Freljord people who were working hard to develop their tribes and were eager to win the position of the chieftain of the Freljord United Kingdom.

As Lester expected, the small tribes in the Freljord were soon swallowed up by the big tribes during their development.

As of now, the only competitors for the chieftain of the United Kingdom of Freljord are the Avarosa tribe and the Winter Claw tribe. The remaining small tribes have been peacefully merged into the two major tribes under the supervision of Roxane. As for whether there are any bad tricks in secret, Roxane has not been involved in the matter, and she is too lazy to dig into the details and make trouble.

Therefore, the only places Roxane needs to run are the Rockfar Coast in the west of Valoran and the coastal city of Yadusk on the coast of the Frozen Sea.

The dragon circled twice in the air and landed at the Port of Glazer on the Rockfar Coast in the awe of the Avarosa tribesmen.

Avarosa War Mother Glenna, wearing a wolfskin cloak, and Glenna's daughter Ashe, wearing a snow rabbit skin cloak, greeted Roxane together with the warriors of the tribe.

After a few simple greetings, neither of them was a dragging person, and Roxani was invited by Glenna to the clan stone hall. Ashe, who had grown into a beautiful girl, accompanied Roxani all the way and served Roxani, treating Roxani as a distinguished guest of Avarosa.

She personally served Roxani hot tea, and when Roxani took a sip with a serious expression, Glenna spoke with a little excitement.

"Lord Roxani came here this time, is it ready to decide the position of the chieftain between me and Gujia? I wonder how this final assessment will be conducted?"

"It is related to this."

Roxani put down the teacup. In her eyes, Glenna looked much older, and it was obvious that she had spent a lot of effort to develop the tribe.

But I don't know if Glenna can survive this war.

"The Blood Dynasty is coming back, and this time I'm afraid there will be those aliens from the star realm to help. Neither your Avarosa tribe nor the Winter Claw tribe will have time to develop peacefully. From now on, you and Kokia must prepare for war."

The smile on Glenna's face suddenly disappeared, and her expression became solemn. The woman frowned, and her crow's feet twisted together, with edges and corners.

"Are you serious? I thought His Majesty Lester had already scared the coward Brown. He still has the courage to come to Freljord again?"

Roxani sighed softly.

"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have traveled so hurriedly, just to give Freljord more time to prepare. The most important thing is that the Empire may not be able to provide much help this time."

Glenna's heart sank when she heard Roxane say this.

With the great help of the Noxian Empire, the development of Freljord in recent years is obvious to all. When Freljord was invaded before, it was because of the help of the Empire that it was able to preserve its strength and repel the Blood Dynasty.

Not only her, but the Noxian Empire has unknowingly become the most trusted supporter of the Freljord people.

Over the years, even many Freljord people have recognized the Roxxi spirit of the Noxian Empire and are eager to join the Noxian Empire and make the United Kingdom of Freljord a part of the Empire.

Although they are ashamed to admit it, the Noxian Empire has become the irreplaceable "chieftain" in the hearts of most Freljord clans.

Even the aloof Frostguard clan recognizes the dominant position of the Noxian Empire. No matter whether it is righteousness or strength, the Noxian Empire has become the well-deserved boss of Freljord.

Now the boss said that he could not help in the new war, and anyone could not help but feel guilty.

"I see."

Glenna opened her mouth hoarsely and took a sip of the teacup. When the tea entered her mouth, she was surprised to find that the hot tea had cooled down.

In Roxani's eyes, the current Glenna is exactly the same as the Gorjia she had seen before.

To put it bluntly, these seemingly strong clan war mothers are women who admire the strong after all. Although they don't say it, when they encounter an irresistible enemy, they are eager to get help from a stronger one.

Now the Noxian Empire is the stronger one. Without the support of a stronger one, they will inevitably fall into confusion.

Roxane winked at the quiet and well-behaved Ashe, who quickly replaced the tea for her mother.

"This war will be difficult, difficult for you and even more difficult for the Empire.

The enemies the Empire faces are far stronger than the invaders from Freljord. It can be said that the Empire has blocked the most violent storms in front of it. Although the remaining enemies are strong, they will definitely not exceed your tolerance range."

Roxane's words gave Glenna a lot of confidence.

"The suggestion of the Empire and the Frost Witch is to unite the three ice bloodlines of Freljord again and overcome this difficulty together. The position of the chieftain of the Southern United Kingdom will be owned by the one who has made greater contributions.

Such a proposal is not fair to the Avarosa clan, but after all, the situation is special. I came here to seek your opinion.

At present, War Mother Gojiya has agreed to this proposal. I wonder what War Mother Glenna thinks?"

Glenna remained silent. If the previous method of judging the development of the clan was followed, the position of the chieftain of the United Kingdom would definitely fall on her head. Now the rules have been changed suddenly, adding variables in vain.

What if the more warlike Winter Claws make more contributions to the war, wouldn't her efforts be in vain for others?

"Mother, you said that the real chieftain must be the one who is expected by everyone. Whether it is development or war, we Avarosa are not afraid of anyone.

What's more, as war is coming, we should unite all the forces that can be united and fight the enemy together as one. "

Glenna looked at her daughter who suddenly spoke. In a daze, she seemed to see herself when she was young.

Yes, she is Glenna, how can her clan be afraid of a challenge?

"Lord Roxani, on behalf of the Avarosa clan, I accept the new judgment method. The real king should stand out in the war."

“A wise choice.”

Roxani stood up and saluted Glenna, stroking her chest.

"The joint operation agreement has been reached. Next, the empire will open the Hextech flying gate.

Through the Hextech Flying Gate, your three clans can help each other and get assistance from the Empire when necessary.

When it comes to the survival of the Freljord, please guard the Hextech Flying Gate no matter what. "

…

The Manghang Islands, the ancestral land of the Baru people,

Once again coming to the golden temple of Naga Kapoulos, Lester had a different feeling.

At first, he thought that the fog surrounding the Anaconda Islands was a kind of blinding magic released by the sea beast priests of the Baru people. The last time he visited the island, he thought that the fog was a hallucinogenic secretion controlled by some giant sea beast.

Now that he had landed on the Mangxing Islands for the third time, he vaguely felt that this endless mist had no so-called source at all, but rather seemed to be strangely created out of thin air.

With this strange feeling, Lester once again saw the true sea beast of the Baru people,

Facing Lester, who tortured his old lover to death, Illaoi not only showed no signs of jealousy, but also looked very respectful.

"Illaoi, how are you these days?"

"The world is not peaceful. Thanks to the True God, I can live a peaceful life."

Sitting on the futon placed by Illaoi, Lester didn't know why.

"What does the True God mean?"

Sitting opposite Lester, Illaoi respectfully placed the golden statue between them.

"The existence recognized by True God Naga Kapoulos is naturally also True God, so there is nothing wrong with me calling you True God."

These remarks surprised Leicester. Illaoi's belief in Naga Kapoulos was simply astonishingly pure.

But this can also be understood why Illaoi didn't resent him for killing Gangplank. Compared with Naga Kapoulos, Gangplank was really not qualified.

If Naga Kapoulos ordered Gangplank to be killed, Illaoi probably wouldn't even frown.

"Sir, it's like you knew I was coming."

"Naga Kapoulos said you would come, so I am waiting here, and God will build a bridge to the true God."

As he spoke, a blue-green mist emerged from the golden statue, and a salty, damp and cold feeling hit his face. Through the strange mist, Illaoi's voice seemed as ethereal and strange as coming from the deep sea.

"Lester Lee, long time no see."