League of Legends Invades Another World

The chaotic and bloody night passed.

A few rays of dawn rose from the horizon, soaking through the sparse canopy of trees and falling on the snow covered in bloody debris.

With the help of the crimson dawn light, the outline of death left on the battlefield in this jungle can be faintly seen.

The endless broken corpses are piled up on the pale snow, the curved roots, the dry trees and the bushes with accumulated snowflakes, like a mottled picture scroll through graffiti, rendering strange and mysterious colors and disgusting smells.

The sword was broken, the armor left the body, and the flesh and blood were entangled.

I can't tell the true face of the corpse for a long time, is it a gnoll? lizard Man? Or a Noxian?

Or a yordle?

Toppled old trees and muddy ground left some magical energy of lightning and fire, stirring the cold air.

Looking carefully at this silent and tragic battlefield, it seems that there has been a small-scale scout war, and a lot of troops have been invested, otherwise so many broken and mutilated corpses would not be left.

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

The sound of Qingyue's water suddenly sounded on the edge of the battlefield, and followed the sound.

I saw that four or five ancient trees fell into the snow, their branches twisted together, and the dark bark was covered with traces of the years.

Teemo squatted halfway, the dark green armor was covered with several cracks, and the cold light dagger in his hand dripped golden red blood.

"Since you dare to break the rules first, then the price of death... should be paid!"

Looking down at the unwilling and terrified pale eyes, Teemo shook his head gently, his wrists swung, and the sharp dagger slashed gracefully and cut off the Lizardman's head.

The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.

In front of the priest of the Lizardman Temple, relying on his legendary strength, ignoring the unspoken rules of the war game, and wantonly slaughtering the Noxian scouts and the main ship scouts, his tragic ending was already doomed.

puff!

The ugly lizardman's head rolled, stagnant at the root of the tree, and the surging spray of golden-red blood soaked the snow-white ground along the neck.

"Huh?" Teemo stopped standing up and turned to look at the pool of golden-red blood stains, his expression changed.

In an instant, a strange mental fluctuation appeared in the blood stain. The brilliance of the blood and will suddenly bloomed, and I faintly glimpsed the hazy figure of the priest of the Lizardman Temple.

The brilliance circulated, and the golden red figure solidified, as if being pulled by a distant place, trying to break through the air.

"God's favor, legendary petitioner?"

Teemo was surprised and looked weird. He didn't expect that the priest of the lizardmen temple that he had killed was a legend, but he was also a god of grace. After his death, he could automatically return to the blood kingdom of the god of the lizardmen.

hum!

The air trembled, and Ling Lie's sword light flashed, easily slashing the soul of the priest of the Lizardman Temple, wiping out the radiance of blood and will.

"Be careful, the death of a legendary petitioner will draw the attention of the gods."

Tucci quietly appeared beside Teemo, his body in mechanical armor moved, and the dagger wrapped around his slender tail swayed.

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, countless crimson lightnings roared over the Lizardmen Legion that entered the Coker jungle not far away, and the anger filled the air, as if tearing the sky of the dawn, the punishment of the gods of the world was annihilated.

At the same time, many lizards and gnolls chanted and praised, praying for the gods to quell their anger and punish the blasphemers.

Teemo ignored the changes in the distance and looked around at the bitter cold jungle surrounded by wreckage. Just one step late, the casualties caused by the priests of the Lizardman Temple exceeded expectations.

"Let's go." Teemo said.

Dawn came, and the tide of war that belonged to the scouts gradually subsided.

Whether it was the Valoran Territory or the Beshilik Kingdom, they began to shrink their fronts, and the scouts spent too much energy fighting all night.

Boom---Boom!

Crimson magical fireworks rose, dyeing the dawn sky red.

All Noxian scouts and main ship scouts who saw the flares immediately ended the battle and rested, retreating like hungry wolves, licking the battle scars and leaving distracting traps.

In the end, Teemo and Tucci looked at each other, jumped, and disappeared silently into the dark depths of the jungle.

......

......

Not long after Teemo and the others left, this dilapidated battlefield ushered in three tall figures exuding terrifying might. The stirring aura caused changes in the sky above the icy jungle, dispelling many of the rancid smells left behind.

One of them is a priest of the Lizardman Temple wearing a scarlet magic soul, with golden pupils standing upright, showing majesty.

On both sides are the tall Gnoll leaders dressed in exquisite armor and holding sharp weapons, patrolling any dangerous area with cold eyes.

"It's the corpse of Priest Guzaji." The priest of the Lizardman Temple turned and stared at the headless corpse in the ancient jungle.

"Go and see."

The gnoll leader on the left took a step forward, dropped his figure, walked to the side of Guzaji's corpse, looked at it carefully, and then the red life energy filled the air, wrapping the corpse that had lost too much blood.

"Daggers, poisons, lethal blows, are the legendary methods of the human scout."

Hearing this, the priest of the Lizardman Temple frowned tightly, a strong killing intent filled his pupils, and immediately stretched his fingers to the sky.

Click!

Crimson lightning descended, as if endless thunder snakes fell to the ground, covering the sky.

But after a while, these lightnings disappeared without a trace, leaving only the lizardmen temple sacrifice in the sky

Si, opened his eyes, and there was some divine light in the golden pupils.

"Not far!"

The priest of the Lizardman Temple said condensedly, and then looked at the two legendary gnolls.

"The legend of Valoran leading the order, what advice do you have?"

In the battle screen of the magical retrace just now, there was only Teemo's image, and no one else was seen.

The Gnoll leader on the left flickered, seemingly asking politely, but the priest of the Lizardman Temple had already made a decision, and he immediately said: "It's a rare opportunity, since the other party dares to go deep into the jungle, then we can't let it go so easily. past him."

"Humph! Since the traces are exposed, let's stay." The priest of the Lizardman Temple nodded lightly, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

In the kingdom of Bethlik, the gnoll tribe is a force that cannot be ignored, not only the existence of the god Yenogu in the Temple of Blood, but also in the current situation of the main material plane, the lizardmen urgently need wolves human help.

"Valoran collar!" The priest of the Lizardman Temple narrowed his eyes, remembering something mentioned by the Pope, and the color of greed flashed.

Although the Valoran Territory has already shown its terrifying strength, but now there is only one legend in the Kerker Jungle War, and the number of them on their side is enough to form a crush.

"Cut off the target's route out of the Coker jungle, and cut off the target's head to boost morale!"

"Yes!" The two gnoll leaders responded, clenching the sharp weapons in their hands, and the blood-red life energy seemed to be billowing into the sky.

The priest of the lizardman temple followed, his scarlet robe shimmering with magical glare.

It never doubted that it would fail, just as it never doubted that magic would go wrong.