Legends of Runeterra

Holding the tail end of the spine and swinging it, using the head as a meteor hammer, Li En swung it hard at a monster that was rushing towards him.

"Oh!"

The two collided and the skull exploded.

The monster turned into a headless corpse, and the 'meteor hammer' in Li En's hand turned into a short spine whip.

"Hoo~!"

Li En casually threw away the "short whip" and breathed a sigh of relief, but was then choked by the smell of blood.

He immediately slowed his breathing and looked around, only to see broken limbs and arms all over the ground.

The one just now was the last monster.

As for the eight guys who performed blood witchcraft, the special 'meteor hammer' in his hand not long ago came from the enthusiastic sponsorship of the last blood wizard.

In the last second before being smashed into pieces, the hammer head of the "Meteor Hammer" was still showing his full vitality to Li En with various cordial greetings.

Ignoring the broken bodies on the ground, Li En turned his head to look at Du Kuor who was staring at him in the distance.

Li En waved at him with a mocking expression on his face.

However, what surprised Li En was that this time Du Kuor did not swallow his anger, but instead strode towards him.

"I thought you would send your few men to die like you did before!"

Facing Li En's ridicule, Du Kuor said nothing, raised his right hand and waved gently.

The adjutant and guards behind him cut their hands one after another.

With his palm facing downward, blood flowed down continuously.

The blood became a pillar, connecting them to the blood-soaked land.

"Ahhhh~!"

It was the language of the Old Norse, one of the ancient tribes that made up Noxus.

But the originally simple and majestic language, when chanted by them, became extremely strange and eerie.

Thick blood mist rose from the ground, instantly obscuring everyone's vision.

“Crash~!”

As the blood mist surged, the sound of the rising and falling tides could be vaguely heard.

"Hahaha! Li En, you are so arrogant!"

Dukuer's voice echoed in the blood mist, carrying with it a sense of excitement of accomplishment.

"You mean, I failed to prevent the blood mist from appearing?"

"Haha, what a pity, wrong answer!"

Du Kuo paused and continued speaking.

"Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Isn't it just to delay the evacuation time for those idiots from the Zan family?

Although my initial target was them, when you showed up and killed all the troops I brought, my target became you!"

"So you were acting before?"

“That’s about right, but I didn’t expect that you actually concealed your strength!

There is no other way, these five thousand people can only become materials for casting this spell!"

When Li En heard this, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

"Oh? Looks like I pushed myself into a trap?"

"That's right. When you start to slaughter the first soldier, you are doomed to fail!"

"How cruel, Dukuer! Thousands of soldiers, from body to soul, have all become your nourishment!"

"Hahaha, it's their honor to be used by me!"

Du Kuor didn't care about Li En's ridicule at all, instead he laughed heartily.

“That’s right, but aren’t you a little naive to think that you can defeat me with the help of these mortals?

The garbage that is gathered together just becomes a garbage dump!"

Li En's condition had almost recovered, and he sensed that the dragon power left in Rito and Irelia was about to arrive at the battlefield.

At this time, Li En didn't want to delay any longer and directly locked onto a body in the blood mist.

"Oh? You recovered so quickly!? It seems that your quality is even better than I thought!"

Dukuer's voice unexpectedly revealed a strong sense of greed.

"No matter what you think, take my punch first!"

Running in the blood mist, Li En could clearly feel the resistance becoming increasingly greater.

When we got within 20 meters of Dukor, it was no longer mist, but a solid sea of ​​blood. It felt like running in water.

"Boom~!"

Li En's whole body burst out with golden red domineering aura, resisting the erosion of the sea of ​​blood.

“Swish!”

At the intersection of arrogance and sea of ​​blood, the two resisted each other, making a sound like steel quenching.

"Come on, try this trick!"

Du Kuor controlled the entire sea of ​​blood and pressed towards Li En.

The golden-red domineering aura that originally rose more than three feet above Li En's head was now compressed to more than an inch high.

"Hahaha, Li En, is this all you have?"

"How long can you hold out by relying on external things? Or, how long can the soldiers who chant spells for you hold out?"

Although Li En pointed out the problem, Du Kuer did not feel anxious at all.

Because when he cast this spell, Dukouer felt an inexplicable will connecting to him.

The great will of the moon that came from the sky generously bestowed him more power and completed the spell.

At this moment, Du Kuor wanted to detain Li En as his slave and let him hunt down the Zan family.

He killed the little girl's relatives one by one in front of her, and finally strangled her to death with his hands stained with her relatives' blood.

This way, he could vent a little of the anger in his heart!

A spell so ancient that Li En had never heard of it sounded.

As Du Kuer thought about it, a bad premonition instantly appeared in Li En's heart.

He subconsciously called for more dragon power, but found that the dragon spirit had no response, as if his call was interrupted by something.

Li En suddenly looked up at the sky, but what caught his eye was not the bright, white full moon.

Covered in gorgeous crimson, it looks like a moon stained with blood, emitting a demonic and enchanting temptation.

The crimson moonlight sprinkled down, as if a pair of cold, soft, delicate hands gently stroked Li En's face.

"Hehehe!"

Like an auditory hallucination, a charming laughter appeared in my ears.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and a chill rose from the bottom of Li En's heart.

At this moment, Dukuer's spell also reached the last sentence.

"Praise the blood moon, it's okay to kill all living things!"

“Crash~!”

The sound rang out again like a tide, and in a trance, Li En and others came to an endless lake formed by bright red water.

The lake water, which was just above the ankles, began to ripple slightly after everyone appeared.

The huge reflection on the lake made them look up.

A huge blood moon that seemed within reach appeared before everyone.

“Hahahaha!! Blood moon! It’s really a blood moon!”

Dukouer looked at the crimson moon fanatically, his voice filled with uncontrollable madness.

Li En stood aside, thinking that he was careless.

Ionia is a land of talented people and beautiful scenery. It is not surprising that the sudden death and injury of thousands of lives with strong vitality and twisted and painful souls attracted all kinds of monsters and demons.

Judging from the current situation, it might be a big guy coming!

Li En was chosen by the Dragon Spirit, but Dukuer was probably chosen by some evil demon.