Time Travel: Sales Master

Noxus' elite troops have launched a fierce attack. The ornate city walls seem fragile in front of them and are easily destroyed like paper.

The soldiers on the front line fell down one after another without even having time to catch their breath.

Swain sat in a luxurious armored vehicle, commanding the army to move forward. Although his troops were invincible, he did not feel a trace of joy in his heart. He was gambling on whether Karma would intervene. Once he did, the Noxian army would face a devastating blow. On the contrary, if the gods did not intervene, then he would win! Gods should not intervene in the wars of the mortal world.

It is for this reason that he repeatedly ventured into Ionia, trying to test the bottom line of the gods. Today, the Noxian army has invaded Shurima, but facing the desert, it has achieved little success. The huge war consumption forced Swain to continue to expand.

Demacia's offensive failed, and there was nothing to plunder in the Freljord in the north. Piltover was rich, but its strong Hextech defense and harsh geographical location made it difficult for them to succeed.

Only Ionia, a land of rich resources and outstanding people, remained. The people here did not know how to use the resources and lived a comfortable life relying on the ancient gods of Ionia. However, once the war broke out, they had almost no power to resist.

It seems that the gods will not take action. Now the army is approaching the core area of ​​​​Ionia, which means that Swain's gamble has won a great victory! Being able to sit in the position today shows Swain's wisdom and courage.

"The troops on the coast of Navoli haven't arrived yet. I heard they were blocked by a woman. Kalan and his men were also delayed by a monkey for several days. They will soon join us. I heard he brought a helper with him." Darius sat next to Swain, wiping his black sword and saying, "But it doesn't matter now. Ionia is doomed to fail."

Swain was confident of victory, but he vaguely felt that there were unknown variables hidden in this war, which could be good or bad, and this feeling confused him. "Haha, the Ionians are really crazy, there is a woman dancing over there."

Draven licked his lips, as if he had discovered something funny, and said with a laugh.

Following Draven's gaze, he saw a woman dancing in front of Ionia's last line of defense.

Swain frowned slightly. "What is she doing?"

After the last move of the dance was completed, Irelia sighed. She knew she was about to die, so she decided to show her most beautiful dance for the last time.

After completing all this, she finally opened the treasure bag that Su Xing gave her, although she did not expect the items inside to reverse the current situation.

The brocade bag was opened, revealing a card inside. On the card was a picture of a fairy dressed in golden clothes and surrounded by light gauze. A strange golden beast shadow was floating behind her. Countless sharp swords were surrounding the woman, and she seemed to be controlling the flying swords to attack the enemy - this was the limited-edition skin that Su Xing customized for her: Legend of the Jade Sword!

Irelia recognized the woman on the card at a glance. She smiled, wishing she could be like the woman on the card.

She put the card on her forehead and immediately transformed into the fairy in the card. Perhaps this would make her death more dignified.

At this moment, Irelia was shining with golden light, and was surrounded by fairy spirit. The transparent ribbon on her shoulders fluttered in the wind, like a god! The militiamen behind her saw this scene and fell to their knees! This is a miracle!

"That woman also has this kind of skin card?!"

Darius was surprised. LeBlanc had been to Piltover before and had distributed a card to everyone. He didn't expect that someone here also had one. LeBlanc said that the person who sold the card was an Ionian. "Haha, we must catch this card merchant this time!"

Draven smiled grimly. The benefits of the card were obvious. Only Swain had never seen it and did not understand its power. Facing the Ionians who had no power to resist, what could he not get?

Draven jumped up, stepped over several soldiers on his toes, and rushed to the front of the team. "Draven's time has come! Hahaha!"

As the executioner of Noxus, he had no mercy on women. He threw a spinning axe at the dazed Irelia. "Father... I have disappointed you."

The axe shadow continued to expand in Irelia's eyes, and she made her final confession. "Little Irelia, do you want to learn combat or dance?"

"Dad, I want to learn dancing. I want to be the most beautiful dancer in the village."

"Good boy, but remember, after you learn the silk dance, you must use it to protect the land of your hometown."

“How can dance be protective?”

"Hahaha, you have to remember that fighting is also a kind of dance."

Irelia seemed to recall her entire childhood, and her body involuntarily made the first move of the silk dance. "Hahaha, you're looking for death, and you're still dancing before you die!"

Draven laughed wildly with excitement. The legendary Ionians were good at singing and dancing. They were indeed extraordinary. They actually fought by dancing. How ridiculous! "Ding!"

But the next second, something incredible happened! Countless silver swords flew out from nowhere, blocking Irelia and knocking Draven's flying axe away! Then these swords combined into a strange cross-shaped weapon. "The sword of the ages..."

Looking at the treasures left by her father, Irelia suddenly realized that her father taught her not only silk dance, but also a fighting dance!

Countless white energies flowed out of the Legendary Sword and poured into Irelia's body. Then, the Legendary Sword suspended in front of her seemed to become a part of her body.

As the power in her body surged, a giant dragon appeared behind Irelia. The legendary sword also turned into countless sharp swords surrounding her. Now she has completely become the person on the card!

"Swoosh!" A sharp sword shot straight at Draven, who was full of astonishment, as Irelia intended. Draven blocked it with his flying axe, and was knocked away. Looking at Irelia again, the tenderness and kindness in her eyes disappeared. Facing thousands of enemy troops, a steel-like will gathered in her!

That will is called the will of the blade! From this moment on, she is no longer a girl, but a warrior! "Ionia, never give up!"

As Irelia shouted loudly, countless sword energies burst out from her!