Legends of Runeterra

“Hiss, ahhhh~~!!”

Skeleton Warrior, Ghost Banshee, Headless Horseman...

Under the will of the Lord of the Underworld on top of the pyramid altar, the undead army let out extremely sharp and shrill screams, and charged towards the living with greed and hatred.

"Boom~!"

"Form up! Meet the enemy!!"

Darius leaped down with an axe in hand, and came to the front of the army surrounded by his guards.

On the high platform, the soldiers in charge of flag signals waved the flags quickly, and the First Legion at the front of the Noxian army quickly changed its formation.

"Om~!"

The magicians in the center of the army cast spells together, and various magics to protect and destroy the undead were bestowed on the army in the front.

Feeling the magic power added to their armor, the Noxian soldiers of the First Legion looked at the screaming undead rushing towards them, and a hint of excited and bloodthirsty smile gradually appeared at the corners of their mouths.

"Archers, get ready!!"

"Shua~!"

On the walls of Presidium, following the order of Master Zanrito, it was no longer the personnel from various forces that were temporarily pulled together during the last war, but professionally trained soldiers who all drew out the arrows from their backs and put them on their bows, ready to fire.

"Master Shen, the area outside the city is left to you."

"It is obligatory."

Shen nodded and turned to look at the outstanding disciples from various sects, mainly Yongen, Yasuo, Yi and others.

"Everyone, follow me and kill the demon!"

"Yes, Master Shen!"

"Hey~!"

With all kinds of weapons drawn, Shen took the lead and jumped down from the city wall, heading towards the undead army.

Even though they were more than a kilometer away, Shen and the others could clearly sense that there were some very terrifying creatures among the undead army.

The walls of Presidium are indeed solid, but they are not impenetrable to these beings.

Moreover, everyone's martial arts undoubtedly need a place to be better displayed. Taking the initiative to intercept and even kill them is a better strategy.

"Yasuo, don't rush!"

"Okay, got it!"

Despite his verbal response, as the most outstanding inheritor of the "Wind Control Sword Technique", Yasuo's speed was always at the forefront of the group.

The person who is closest to the army of undead is Master Yi of the Wuji Sword Sect.

“Hiss, ahhhh~~!!”

With hatred and brutal murderous intent, the undead, wrapped in black mist, screamed and rushed over, like a rushing mountain torrent, with the momentum to crush everything.

"Ding~!"

Surrounded by cherry blossom petals, Master Yi's already extremely exaggerated speed was further improved.

"One cut, a thousand blows!"

"Shua~!"

All I saw were the flashes of swords and the shadows of knives, but no human figures.

When Master Yi appeared again, the undead rushing in the front paused.

next moment.

"Click~!"

"Bang~!"

Whether it was the headless knight or the invisible and intangible ghost banshee, they were all shattered by this blow, and were swept under the feet of the following undead and crushed into powder.

Taking advantage of Master Yi's victory, Shen jumped to the front of the team.

"Disciples of Hengheng, form a formation!!"

"Yes, Headmaster!"

Hundreds of disciples of the Equalization Army quickly formed a battle formation, with Shen at the front as the leader.

"Om~!"

Shen formed seals with his hands at a speed of dozens per second, and the purple-white "Soul Blade" appeared in mid-air across the curtain between the material and spiritual realms.

"Secret, Soul Blessing!!"

“Clang~~!!”

With the Soul Blade as its center, a defensive barrier that was completely comparable to the Undead army's line suddenly appeared.

“BOOM~~!!”

The undead army crashed into the barrier, but this seemingly thin purple-white barrier perfectly blocked the undead's charge. Even the undead in the front were directly shattered by the attack from both sides.

"Hey~!"

"Disciples of Hengjing, listen up! Follow me and protect Hengjing!"

"Yes, Master!"

Drawing out the twin steel swords from his back, Shen crossed the barrier without the slightest delay and strode towards the undead army.

“Puff! Crack!”

Compared to Master Yi's amazing swordsmanship, Shen's every move was simple and standard.

But even with those moves, which were neither fast nor slow, those beings with endless malice towards the living had no chance to get within three meters of Shen.

In less than ten breaths, Shen had cut a bloody path through the undead army.

"Hahaha~!"

"Undead, go back to your world!"

"A..."

Before Yongen could finish his words, a cool and unrestrained figure rushed out.

Yasuo tightly grasped the scabbard with his left hand and pressed the hilt with his right hand. The originally invisible and intangible force of the wind had now turned into a tangible green airflow, wrapping around the entire sword body and Yasuo's arms.

"Face the wind! Hasaiki!!"

"Huh~~!!"

Yasuo drew his sword and swung it out. The sword intent that had been accumulating since he jumped off the city wall finally burst out at this moment.

A violent tornado tens of meters high swept all the undead and sand into the sky.

Under the violent and sharp sword intent hidden in the strong wind, the undead and sand and stones were all crushed into mud.

"Hahaha~! Yongen, what do you think of this move of mine!!"

"Well done, Junior Brother Yasuo, you've made progress again!"

With a casual sword move, Master Yi sent more than a dozen undead to rest in peace, and looked at Yasuo with admiration.

"Hahaha~! Senior Brother Yi, you're too kind! I just have a few insights! Haha!"

"Iron Wind!!"

Unlike Yasuo who swung his sword to create a tornado, Yongen moved with the wind, tearing dozens of undead along the way and coming to a place not far from Yasuo.

"Don't be careless, Yasuo. Those troublesome guys are still behind, following..."

"Yong En, what did you say? It's too noisy and I can't hear you! Hussey!"

"Shua~!"

He performed a forward slash, and the sword light slashed straight out, circling around Yasuo, carrying him into the violent undead, and instantly widened the distance between him and Yongen.

"This guy..."

Looking at Yasuo who was constantly performing the Forward Slash in the undead army, laughing happily and killing one undead after another, Yongen frowned slightly.

"A true 'sword' can only be sharpened in battle. Don't worry, Yongen, Yasuo still knows his limits.

I will also keep an eye on him. Opportunities are rare. Go ahead and sharpen your own sword!"

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Brother Yi!"

Nodding slightly, and taking a last look at Yasuo who didn't slide any further, Yongen killed several undead with one sword, then stretched out his left hand, and a dark red blade appeared in his hand in an instant.

The next moment, Yongen rushed into the undead army again.

The mission of slaying evil and punishing wickedness is deeply engraved in the hearts of every disciple of the famous and upright sects in Ionia.

In this situation, even Yongen, who is usually steady, felt an excitement that he could hardly suppress in his heart.

On the other side, Noxus also fought against the undead army.

"Bang~!"

"Click~!"

“Tear it up~!”

With every swing of the axe, undead were chopped, cut, and minced. As these undead died under the axe, Darius's momentum became more violent and ferocious.

Until Darius's eyes turned red and a blood-red aura lingered around him.

"Roar~!"

A terrifying and hateful undead, which was roughly and chaotically made up of countless corpses, weapons and shields, and whose body alone was over seven meters long, rushed towards Darius and his personal guards, who were the most conspicuous in the army.

Before his guards could raise their shields, Darius rushed towards the hateful undead, dragging his bloody axe.

"Roar~!!"

"Unmatched power!!"

“Puff~Crack~!!”

The various corpse parts, weapons and shields that made up the hateful undead were of no use in blocking the attack. With this blow, the body that was over seven meters long was suddenly split into two halves.

"Noxus, unbeatable!!"

Darius raised his axe high, and his violent and ferocious aura reached its peak. Even the low-level undead around him, who only had instincts, subconsciously stayed away from the figure wearing black iron armor and a scarlet cloak.

"Noxus, unbeatable!!"

Like a spark falling on dry and flammable material, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the Noxian army.