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Facing Zed's shadow darts, Dolan's Spear and Blackstone Rune Sword may be damaged, but Demon Cut will never——

clang--!

Another crisp sound.

The dart materialized by the shadow split instantly, and then fell straight to the ground like a puddle of mud, blending into the shadow.

On the other hand, Moqie is as sharp as ever.

It is also a weapon that carries magical energy. The Demon Cut is obviously countless times more powerful than Zed's Shadow Dart.

No matter how hard or sharp it is.

"How about my new weapon?" Chen Ce smiled and shook his arm. The indestructible long sword gave off bursts of cold light under the sunlight.

Zed raised his eyebrows and realized something - as sharp as he was, he could naturally detect the magical energy carried by the weapon.

Almost endless.

Thinking of the strange energy that the other party almost used on him before, he didn't dare to have any more thoughts of testing.

Either run away directly, or use all your strength.

Hesitant temptation will only lead to defeat.

And the decision to be made now is...

Zed looked at Chen Ce warily, and then took a moment to glance at the seriously injured Samira.

It would be a shame to run away now...

Noxians must die...

"The Ionians who died for the Noxians were the most stupid fools in the world..."

Zed sneered in a cold tone, and then the shadow beneath him began to spread again.

But this time he didn't just want to split a shadow clone.

His body suddenly rushed towards the enemy from the front.

Chen Ce was confused for a moment, but soon understood everything from a certain magic mark on his body - it was a magic mark similar to two hidden swords crossed together.

This is……

Tribulation - or the supreme secret of shadow magic...

【Forbidden Mysteries · Instant Prison Shadow Killing Formation】

A terrifying magic that sounds very average but its actual effect cannot be underestimated.

Ever since Zed mastered the forbidden secrets of shadow magic, no one has been able to escape unscathed after having this magic mark appear on their body.

Even Chen Ce, who had obtained the magic cut, did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

But... not being careless doesn't mean you are afraid, nor does it mean you are helpless.

The new equipment has been tested for a round, and now it is the test of the new skills...

"No life left..."

The forbidden secret of the robbery has been marked successfully, and there is another shadow clone around him at some point, and each clone holds a terrifying shadow dart in his hand.

In an instant, his body and all the shadow clones threw darts at the marked Chen Ce.

But Chen Ce just stood there blankly.

It was as if he had been completely stunned by the dazzling darts and clones.

But just before the blood splattered, Zed saw...

A strange cloud of smoke.

It's not thick, and it doesn't particularly block the view, just like the firecrackers thrown by children during the Soul Blooming Festival.

But it just happened to be this smoke that was not very noticeable at all...

Let Chen Ce disappear where he was.

Yes, it just disappeared inexplicably - Zed was sure that he didn't blink, let alone look away.

Chen Ce disappeared out of thin air without any warning!

Such a strange situation made even a battle-experienced calamity a little panicked.He looked around vigilantly, and asked all the shadow clones to throw darts at the surrounding open space, trying to find the man who suddenly disappeared.

But he was destined to be unable to find it.

But the other party will take the initiative to find him.

Bang... Along with a slight abnormal sound, Zed knew that not only his forbidden secrets were ineffective, but the enemy had also come around behind him.

He failed to cause any damage during the duration of the magic mark, so his forbidden secrets would not cause much damage to the target.

For a person whose strength is no less than his, that little bit of damage is simply an itch...

A sharp silver sword was pressed against his neck at some point.

"Don't try to get into the shadow. I can move my wrist faster than you can get into the shadow..." A terrifying whisper rang in my ears. As a shadow assassin, Zed was raped in this way for the first time. beat.

"Now, tell me, what did you talk about in your previous meeting with Glick - I think you personally deigned to assassinate a 'little person' like Samira because of something she investigated, right?"

"..." Jie was still thinking about how to escape, but the long sword on his neck had slightly scratched his equally fragile flesh and blood.

This time, he lost.

On the frontline battlefield, the absence of the Second Legion forced the rebels to retreat, and the Noxian army continued to surge in the same direction.

But... they don't want to take advantage of the victory.

Instead, they are running away.

Yes, the Ionian rebels are on the run, and so are the Noxian invaders.

And all this is because of one person.

A woman who not only sent panic throughout Ionia, but now sent legions of Noxians running screaming.

Syndra.

A synonym for hatred, anger and strength.

Her graceful figure hung high above the clouds. Her long silver hair that was more dazzling than the white clouds and her power that rivaled that of a god made all mortals fearful. The entire earth trembled under her command.

Once she was suppressed by the Ionian spirits due to the machinations and treachery of mortals, but now nothing can limit her power.

She was following someone's orders to destroy the army of Noxian invaders, and she was also venting her hatred for this land.

She no longer holds anything back, and every falling of the darkest magic ball will cause countless boulders and splashes of flesh and blood.

The spirit of Ionia can no longer hold her down, and the land known as the "First Land" is falling apart.

Every wave and every movement she makes will destroy acres of land and kill invaders by the thousands.

Everyone, friend or foe, was afraid of her, and everyone was trying to run away from her as much as possible.

Her dream of being trapped in the Fantasy Pool for more than 30 years came true - she carried out the most satisfying revenge on this land and the people on this land.

But...she didn't seem to feel much joy or comfort.

In just one hour, she had turned this plain, which was as big as four or five Ferol Islands, into ruins. However, the joy of having her revenge avenged did not penetrate her heart.

She felt nothing but emptiness.

And... boring.

It's so boring.

Is this so-called revenge that can end everything with a wave of her hand really what she wants?

She is incompatible with this land, and the spirit of Ionia, which is respected by the world, is just a fragile stone and a withered leaf to her, which is meaningless.

She slowly floated high in the sky, and the vented energy would not go out of control for the time being, and her rational and boring thinking also occupied her brain again.

She took all the darkest magic balls back to her side, and looked at the destroyed earth through the clouds and birds with a pair of beautiful purple eyes.

She saw countless tiny mortals, but these were not what she was looking for.

What she is looking for is the person who can make her feel a little emotional.

Well...a trace...really only a trace...

Sometimes it is dissatisfaction, sometimes anger, but more often it is a "tiny" emotion of joy...

Finally, after a search that felt like a long time but actually only took a few minutes, she saw that familiar figure.

In just an instant, the frightening energy of hatred in her body suddenly dissipated, and the darkest spheres also disappeared into the breeze.

She began to descend, and her terrifying temperament began to fade away, gradually becoming like a beautiful and harmless girl.

When she floated completely in front of that person, even the "energy crown" on her head disappeared, replaced by a head of soft silver hair.

She tilted her head slightly towards the man who "can make her feel a little bit emotional" - she liked the way the other person expressed his kindness, and she also enjoyed the process of the other person expressing his kindness.

And the latter, Chen Ce, did not disappoint her.

After a familiar pat on the head, there was a familiar voice: "Thank you for your hard work, Syndra. Leave the rest to me - if you continue to chase, you will catch up with the rebels and accidentally injure friendly forces. .”

"Leave it all to you?" After having her head touched, Sindra straightened her back again, and was even half a head taller than the opponent because of her floating. "Can you?"

"Hmm...well, maybe I could use your help - a little bit."

"You really can't live without me. Tell me, how do you want me to help you?"

"That's it..." Chen Ce looked at the fleeing Noxian army and explained with a smile: "I will call out the iron-skinned guy from before later, so don't beat him up yet."

"Is that the only way?" Syndra crossed her arms, her graceful figure further accentuating her perfect royal sister temperament - even though her mental age may not be as old as Irelia's.

"No, no, no...one more thing."

"Say."

"If that iron-skinned guy doesn't listen to me, please give him another beating."

"Obviously, it's easier than me showing you kindness."

"That seems to be difficult." Chen Ce joked.

"..." Syndra was speechless for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out her little hand and rubbed the other person's cheek with the back of her hand. "It's not difficult at all...it's like this...but I don't want to...why should I express my kindness to you for no reason..."

"Because we're best friends."

"Who... who is the best with you..." Syndra simply turned her head to the side.

Chen Ce stopped teasing her, turned around and walked in the direction where the Noxian army fled - now, he was going to release the "ancestor" of the Noxian people.

The center of the Noxian Empire, the Immortal Fortress, was built by Mordekaiser.

Asking the ancestors to come out and care for these juniors is simply an act of kindness...

Do one good deed every day and accumulate one virtue.

Of course, accumulating virtue also requires benefits.

And this benefit depends on how many Noxians the ancestors of the Noxians can "love"...

All people who die from [Despair of Reincarnation] will have a very small part of their energy permanently absorbed by themselves, and people who use [Despair of Reincarnation] to bring Mordekaiser out and kill them will most likely follow this law... …

This is simply a high-end version of "Soul-Draining Blow"...

"I'll bother you later, Syndra." Chen Ce rushed forward quickly, and the energy of the underworld began to mobilize.

But Syndra remained where she was.

"Who is your best friend..."

"I...I just..."

"It's just you..."

Chapter 107 I, Irelia, have fought all my life, can’t I enjoy it?

Under Syndra's wanton venting, the entire battlefield turned into ruins. The originally beautiful plain seemed to have experienced some terrible natural disaster, and the smell of blood, gunpowder and coke was everywhere.

The Noxian army retreated across the board, but Syndra came from behind and they were forced to flee in the direction of the rebels. The already unorganized formation and the endless screams had laid the foundation for the battle. The battle is won and lost.