League of Legends Invades Another World

On the edge of Mori Province, somewhere in the jungle on the flat plains.

The white snow piled up on the branches, pressing out a shallow arc, and with the whistling of the cold wind, a few snow particles fell swayingly.

Suddenly, there was a slight rustling sound in the silent night, and a woman with long brown hair walked into this ice and snow jungle, holding a steel staff, and her stern eyes scanned the surrounding environment for about four or five minutes. She let go of her staff, raised her right hand, and gestured from a distance.

However, after a while, Draven and more than a dozen Trifary Legionnaires appeared on the edge of the ice and snow jungle. Looking at their appearance, they were a little sleepy, and their faces were covered in the color of wind and frost.

Damn, has the whole territory of Senzhong Province fallen? Why are those lizardmen beasts everywhere, and there are even lizardmen warriors lingering in the deserted trails. Draven carried a ring-handled battle axe, and the long black Snowflakes on the beard.

Tamara, how many waves of lizardmen warriors have we encountered?

The brown-haired woman in the gray-white cloak looked sideways at Draven, ignoring his question: Take the time to rest, I feel like we're going to meet a large force of the Lizardmen Legion.

Just a few days ago.

Okay. Delevingne casually relied on the hard trunk. Under the influence of external force, the snowflakes from the canopy fell down, but when he approached Delevingne's body, it automatically drifted into the open space.

I hope to be a little more passionate then. I feel a little bored recently, uh... I miss the arena in Irvingdale City, where my pair of axes can drink blood to the fullest.

Tamara's arms were crossed, and the steel staff was placed on the left side of the arm, where it could be easily reached: If you have an opinion, you can tell General Darius after the mission, but now, as the team's leader The war mason, is responsible for this reconnaissance mission.

She knew that Draven was eager to kill, and she was careful to prevent Draven from killing the lizardmen warriors several times along the way.

How come, Noxus' war mason, I fully recognize your ability. Draven put away his condescending expression and looked serious.

In the Legion of Noxus, the warstones are the most important and indispensable part, the stone in their blood and the steel in their souls, worthy of all respect.

Tamara glanced at Draven in surprise, heard the solemn tone in her voice, and her expression softened a lot: I went to look around, I don't know why, I always feel uneasy when entering this ice and snow jungle.

After speaking, Tamara picked up the steel staff and prepared to enter the vast ice and snow jungle.

Be careful, this place has already entered the reconnaissance range of the Lizardmen Legion. Draven warned. After seeing Tamara's figure disappearing, he arranged for the soldiers of the Trifali Legion to be vigilant.

As he said, from the moment he entered the Mori Province, there were lizardmen warriors and gnoll soldiers scattered everywhere. They frantically searched for traces of human beings, and even went in and out of various small and claustrophobic places.

Crazy beast. After muttering a few words, Draven looked up at the snowflakes and relaxed slightly.

The cold temperature filled the icy and snowy jungle. Tamara shuttled on the rough road, and the scattered snow and wind covered the traces. Looking at her movements, she could not see the weak physique of a legal professional, but she looked like a knight or something. of melee professionals.

As time passed, Tamara took vigorous steps, and after exploring the surrounding environment, when she returned, she passed a frozen pool, and suddenly stopped.

Under the gray-white cloak, Tamara frowned slightly, his eyes looking at the pool environment indifferently, like a scalpel.

Mud puddles, water pools, ice cubes, a little bit of careful observation, it seems that there is no problem, but she is indifferent, her mental perception spreads, and she analyzes and searches patiently.

Here? Tamara walked to the edge of the pool, squatted down gently, and sank her left hand into the snow, groping for a small scale. Even after being baptized by the snow, she still smelled the subtle smell of blood.

Has the lizardmen been here?! They came after us?

No....No, it shouldn't be that we found our trace. Tamara closed her eyes and felt it, as if it melted into the earth. The smell will deceive the feeling, but the earth will never.

There is still a residual breath of death, belonging to human soldiers?! ...... The battle is over for a long time.

Opening her stern eyes, Tamara pondered slightly, and snowflakes kept falling in her line of sight: The wind and snow obscured the deeper information, maybe the group of lizardmen haven't gone far.

Getting up and standing still, Tamara looked out into the depths of the icy and snowy jungle, holding the steel staff tightly.

In fact, up to now, the task of the war stonemason is almost over, and the traces left along the way guide the Noxian Legion in the rear, but she is not satisfied with it.

Tamara is very clear about the meaning of this war for Valoran Territory. She needs to do more, such as finding people who survived in Mori Province, preferably soldiers who escaped the war, so that she can get the Lizardmen Legion. information.

After hesitating again and again, Tamara decided to go back first. It took too long to come out, and the discovery of the water pool needed to be reported to Draven. After all, that guy was the captain of the investigation mission.

The cold wind howled, submerging Tamara's departing figure, the slowly falling snowflakes re-covered the pool, and the crystal ice reflected the dim starlight.

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Deep in the jungle, in the dark and dark environment, a fiery bonfire was lit.

Through the dim light, I can vaguely see that this is a battlefield that has just ended. The trees in the surrounding area seem to be uprooted, the dry and cracked bark is scattered on the snow, and the broken tree stumps are piled with stiff trees.

The corpses, if you look closely, there are quite a few corpses, about twenty.

The light purple armor had long since faded, and it was thrown aside, revealing a pale flesh/body, curled in a strange shape.

The eyes and mouth were opened in fear, the dry and hard skin was cracked with fine lines; the sturdy skull was shattered, as if it had been attacked by a heavy weapon, and the white liquid mixed with ice and snow dripped under the corpse; the internal organs of the body were also dragged down Outside, part of it had been taken away, disturbed by the temperature, and the surging blood had clotted and spread on the rough tree stump.

These human bed bugs really know how to hide, and they actually hide in the pool. If they didn't accidentally return to fetch water, they wouldn't be able to find their tracks. Beside the bonfire, a Lizardman warrior in delicate mail grinned and said with his right hand. The branch he was holding was strung with bloody thigh bones, and several bite marks could be seen.

Don't talk nonsense, after the rest, prepare to return to the team as soon as possible. In the center of the lizardmen squad, the lizardmen who obviously looked taller and stronger said in a muffled voice.

Violet Guards? Ha, vulnerable!

I desperately want to gain military exploits on the frontal battlefield, instead of looking for these slippery fish, which is a complete waste of time.

He swallowed the bloody organs in his hands in one bite, and the strong lizardmen stretched out their slender tongues, licking the blood from the corners of their mouths, and the desire to kill was undisguised in their cloudy eyes.

I heard that the Legion suffered an attack in front of the human Nuwu fortress. I feel that this is our opportunity to let those weak human scum experience the fear of death brought by the stigmata veterans!

After enjoying the cut food, the strong lizardmen looked around the comrades gathered around the bonfire, saw that they were almost resting, and urged: Quick, cut off the heads of humans, and bring them all back, those are military exploits!

The echoes of laughter sounded, and the lizardmen warriors stood up one after another, picked up different styles of weapons in their hands, and walked to the broken tree stump area, harvesting their own 'war exploits'.

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