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The rain fell from the sky, crossed the thick voodoo, and hit the granite mountain with a stinking breath, making an unpleasant slight corrosion sound, and then went down along the mottled eroded waterway, washing towards those Already dilapidated granite buildings.

It's a rainy night in Noxus.

The old town in disrepair is crumbling in the corrosive acid rain. The few remaining magic lamps that have not been completely destroyed by the years are lit on the street. Yawning and discussing which underground tavern to drink when they change shifts.

In the entire ground part of Noxus, only at the highest peak of the granite mountain, the Supreme Military Council of Noxus, that is, the military headquarters, has escaped the influence of voodoo and enjoyed the baptism of the beautiful spring rain.

Classical magic lamps illuminate every corner of this building on the highest mountain, and the bright yellow lights illuminate every detail of this former Noxus palace: those carved in white stone There are reliefs of swords and shields on the walls of the main hall, a large number of white stone columns beside the reliefs, a large white stone square in front of the white stone columns, and a prancing horse charged from obsidian on the square. The first emperor.

The drizzle hit this ancient obsidian statue, and slid from the top of his head, all the way down, slid over his resolute face with glaring eyes, his rough and wild armor, and the extremely mighty war horse under his crotch .Under the bright yellow light, the iron-blooded emperor who was invincible in the past seemed to be resurrected again, and came back to the world from hell with this spring rain with his endless fighting spirit.

"I hate this statue," someone whispered.

The speaker was a tall man wearing a pitch-black full body armor that completely covered his face. His voice was low and hoarse, and his age could not be heard at all. With the long sword wrapped in a pitch-black scabbard, the whole person remained motionless in the dense rain, letting the rain flow through his body. Under the bright yellow light, if he didn't speak, he looked like another pitch-black statue of the god of war.

"My subordinates will destroy it tomorrow." A man in scarlet armor standing respectfully behind the pitch-black God of War said in a low voice. Darius, the Hand of Noxus who came back from the War College.

"Still think about how to survive tonight." A voice came from the other side, it was an extremely thin and lame man, leaning on a cane, you could feel this just by looking at his sinister face There is so much filth hidden in a person's stomach. At this moment, this man is teasing a black crow standing on his shoulder, which is grooming its wet feathers. While teasing, he smiles from time to time, that kind of warm The smile on his gloomy face looked extremely treacherous.

Darius, who was quite hot-tempered, didn't get angry this time. He just glanced at the lame man, but didn't speak.

"Swain is also right." The voice of the man in jet-black full-body armor was indifferent, without any emotion, "How is the assassination team arranged?"

"The enemy will come out from the No. 300 intersection in the third block. I have ambushed 300 people there. It is almost a straight line from the third block to here. I put down 1000 people every three hundred yards. On the mountain road, I put down [-] people." People, Sion, and Urgot. It is conservatively estimated that it can consume half of the enemy's strength." The lame man was still teasing the crow on his shoulder, showing no respect for Shangfeng at all.

"It's not like you." The man in the black full-body armor seemed to be smiling, but the smile was weak.

"My lord, you have to understand that in the face of absolute power, any strategy is useless." Swain suddenly turned his head, his tone was very cold, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with others questioning him.

"Swain, don't be rude to the general." Darius subconsciously took a step forward, trying to suppress Swain's leaning forward body.

"It's okay." The dark war god known as the general shook his hand, indicating that it's okay, "He's right, he is indeed the number one think tank in Noxus, I am very pleased. If I die tonight, I Believe me, Noxus will never be defeated, it will only become more glorious." He waved his hand lightly, talking about his own death lightly.

"My lord general..." Darius was silent for a long time listening to the words that resembled last words. The rain slipped from his forehead into the armor, but he didn't notice it. He was not good at words and could only say in the end, "No Long live Texas."

"Long live..." the general repeated the word for a long time, "Tonight, all of us may die."

No one spoke again.

The rain continued to fall, and the three men without umbrellas just looked at the dark night in silence.

The smell of death approached.

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Intersection No. [-], Third Street.

The old covering iron sheet was pushed away, and an emerald green shoe first stepped into the earth dripping with acid rain.

"No, no, say, Nok, Sass, really, it's a, rotten, place." Master Yi brushed off the rotten raindrops on his shoulders, and let out a strong breath of alcohol.

Sun Wukong stepped on the ground after him, and as soon as he appeared in the rain, he arched his body and put the copper-yellow giant stick in his hand in front of him. He felt a strong murderous aura coming from every corner.

"Don't be nervous." Master Yi pulled out the odd-shaped green sword behind him, and walked towards the dilapidated avenue outside like a leisurely stroll, "Ye, still, long."

The rain fell from the high eaves, hitting the broken ground with a "crackling" sound.

The killers in the dark no longer hide their bodies, and gradually include Monkey King and Master Yi into an encirclement as they advance.

The men in pitch-black robes pulled out their pitch-black blades from their sleeves in silence. No one shouted, and they walked in silence.

The rain suddenly tightened, and the originally sparse rain instantly pierced everyone like a sharp sword.

The invisible killing intent soared to the sky with the sound of neat footsteps, and even tore the rain curtain for a moment.

"Atonement, hands, stained with blood, people." Master Yi pointed the long sword in his hand as if singing, and the rain fell from the blade of the long sword.

Like blood.

"Amitabha." Sun Wukong raised his palm to show mercy, but the murderous intent in his eyes had already pierced the rain, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, I will send you to hell, hell."

Murder will start.

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First more.

Take a break and write the second update immediately, Master Yi Jia Qitian Dasheng fights Noxus [-] Iron Armor.

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