The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

hum!

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The smoke and beams dissipated.

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At the location of Naganeka's self-explosive attack, there was only a huge pit left.

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In the huge pit, the figures of both sides have long disappeared.

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"Has it turned into dust..."

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Looking at the empty pothole, Cassiopeia's face flashed with fear.

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An attack that could kill Leona would definitely blow her away instantly.

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She did not doubt the ending of the two. At this moment, the constellation of dawn in the sky was broken, which confirmed the news of Leona's death.

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Naganeka was also in the center of the explosion, and it was even more impossible to survive.

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In Cassiopeia's heart, she was convinced that this was a conspiracy against the Protoss and Shurima.

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One of the celestial spirits has completely fallen, and the ascending gods perished together with them.

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Such a coincidence. It will inevitably bring unpredictable trends to both sides.

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"It's troublesome..."

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Cassiopeia sighed helplessly, sending messages one after another to Shurima.

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At the same time, she also directly informed Shiloh and Ramos, asking them to immediately withdraw to Ogule.

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If both sides died in battle at the same time, a more intense conflict would inevitably break out. She didn't want to damage the few top-level combat power.

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Xerath and Azir in the sky stopped fighting at the same time, one looked down and the other looked up at the starry sky.

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Seeing that the stars were broken, Xerath's eyes flashed a certain wave, and he took a deep look at Azir again, and said as if reminding:

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"The Dawn Star Spirit has completely fallen*, and the Star Spirit just freed up. Whether it is good or bad, I will witness it with my own eyes."

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After all, his body was bathed in arcane light and slowly became illusory.

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"Shurima will be immortal, and I will lead Shurima to glory!"

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Azir's majestic voice shook the world, and the emperor's majesty was undoubtedly reflected in him.

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At the last moment of disappearance, Xerath just shook his head calmly:

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"You are still the same as before, always thinking about the future. Thinking about the future will only lose the present, and doing it step by step is far more convincing than doing it in the future."

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"See you next time, Your Majesty Azir."

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The voice fell, and Xerath's figure disappeared in place.

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From the very beginning, he did not fight with the idea of ​​exerting his full strength.

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In Azir announced his release from slavery. And the moment he was killed, his ambitions in the mortal world had all dissipated.

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After meeting with Azir several times again, seeing that he was still as innocent and ignorant as before, he didn't want to stay any longer.

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Reality always teaches Azir something.

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The former Azir had his protection behind him, but the current Azir should rely on himself to become a real Shurima Emperor.

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And he once again escaped from the cage of thousands of years, and there is only one goal left for the rest of his life...

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Continue the arcane path until it reaches the end.

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Wow!

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The arcane light dissipated along with Xerath's figure.

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Cassiopeia just glanced at the dissipated Xerath, and then turned her gaze back to Azir:

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"Your Majesty Azir, I suggest going back to Nerima Jie immediately to meet the war with the protoss."

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"Go back to the capital!"

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Azir looked at Clemens, who was in good condition in the distance. Although he was unwilling, he still gave the order to retreat. …. .

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! Cassiopeia breathed a sigh of relief and took the lead in rushing in the direction of Nerima Jie.

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She could already feel that there were several powerful breaths condensing in the sky, each of which was much stronger than hers.

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She came to Shurima for power and power, not to die.

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Almost at the same time, Azir also left the battlefield, but compared to Cassiopeia's slightly embarrassed, he was much more calm.

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And after Shurima left the stage, the starry sky in the sky finally shone on the sandy land of Ranliwata.

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hum!

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The brilliance of the stars reflected on the sand, accompanied by messages from the heavens.

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"Judgment, why did the dawn fall?"

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"I felt the power of ascension."

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"No, that's the power of the darkin... a power that is so disgustingly filthy."

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"The remnants of the Ascender should have been completely liquidated long ago."

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"Twilight was too kind when he took office, Shurima must be reckoned!"

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"..."

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Crimmans listened to the voices of his protoss colleagues, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

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A group of cowards who cherish their lives...

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If the dawn hadn't completely fallen. These guys are still at ease.

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Ah...

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These idiots don't even know how much he has done for the Protoss.

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Only he is qualified to be the throne of the Lord of the Stars.

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Only he can lead the Protoss to glory again!

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"Everyone!"

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In his old age, Crimmans sounded with a tired voice:

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"Shurima has mastered a power to kill our Protoss itself, at the cost of a darkin's life."

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Anyway, there are dead people on both sides now, no matter what, he has already had a draft.

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Ever since he lured Leona into battle with the death of a Leyang sect priest, he never planned to let her leave alive.

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The existence of the dawn will only consume the power of the protoss together with the moon.

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With such a powerful force, the Lieyang Sect can hide in the Giant God's Peak...

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And at the moment, what could evoke the Leyang Sect's impulse more than revenge for the gods.

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It's those stupid star spirits...

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"Kill the body?"

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"impossible!"

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"How did they do it?"

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"At the cost of the darkin... Absolutely unacceptable..."

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"How can the darkborn be compared with the noble us!"

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"..."

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Hearing the various voices in his ears, Crimmans mocked even more.

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If the Protoss didn't have him, they would just be a bunch of pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

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Twilight, only you can barely match me...

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Crimmans waited until all the star spirits were calm, and then spoke lightly:

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"The facts are already in front of us, and there is no point in arguing. The only thing at the moment is to completely wipe out the Shurima Empire."

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"Judgment!"

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A loud voice sounded:

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"Is it possible that they can only hurt me through the chosen ones."

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"Hey, heroic, I only feel cowardly in your words. How long will you be deceiving yourself?"

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Kleimans had mockery in his eyes~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and disdain in his tone:

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"Even if it can only hurt the chosen one, are you planning to give up the entire Runeterra?"

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"Give the creatures here to develop freely for thousands of years, until all the existences that can threaten us die here, is this what you think? Your strength should come from innocence."

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"Judgment!" An irritable voice came from the starry sky, "When I went down to earth, you still hadn't given birth to wisdom. Time will erase everything, and in the end it will return to the right track."

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"Foolish idea."

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Klimans glanced at a starlight surrounded by stars in a moon-like manner:

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"Xingguang, you were the earliest when you descended to the mortal world, and you should be able to understand the changes of the creatures in Rune Land the most. Tell me, if we wait for 10,000 years, do we still have a chance of winning."

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"Ugh..."

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The starry sky sighed:

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"We are not as good as the creatures in Runeterra, we are not as powerful as the gods of nature, and we are not as talented as humans."

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"In the past, humans were so weak that we just released some breaths to make them go away. But now, the powerful beings among them have been able to completely destroy us..."

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"I am more in favor of the heroic idea in my heart, but I am more inclined to give up my ambition completely and return to the normal operation of the stars."

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