Legends of Runeterra

"Ouch~~!"

Under Lucian's angry yet guilty look, undead spirits with green eyes flashing ran out of the black fog with cruel roars.

The faint cries and whispers coming from the surrounding houses made this group of dead people even more excited.

"Hahaha~! Go ahead and make them one of your own!"

"Ouch~~!"

As Thresh gave the order, the undead rushed towards the surrounding houses impatiently.

Some ridiculous wooden boards were no match for their sharp claws.

As for the smoke ignited by the queen grass, the undead are not afraid of it at all.

"Bang~!"

The dull sound of gunfire was like thunder, and bullets flashing with silver light pierced through the black fog, and the manic undead were torn apart in an instant.

A hint of curiosity flashed in Thresh's eyes, and he turned to look at the smoke-filled distance of the Queen's Grass.

“Boom~Boom~Boom~!”

With the sound of heavy, inhuman footsteps, soldiers wearing Hextech external enhanced armor maintained their formation and advanced slowly.

An extra layer of armor reinforced by the power of [Holy Silver] was added to the surface. A faint silver light enveloped them, and the surrounding cursed black fog could not get close at all.

"Bang bang bang~!"

There were no shouts or roars. The only sounds made by the soldiers were the guns in their hands.

"Ouch~~!"

Even though bullets could easily tear apart a large area, the endless undead showed no fear.

Their desire for warm flesh and blood and their jealousy of the free souls of the living made them abandon the boring guys hiding in the houses and run madly towards the Hextech soldiers.

"Shua~!"

A card flashing yellow light flew out from another direction, passed over the group of undead, and accurately hit Thresh's skull.

"Ding~!"

A dazzling magical light enveloped Thresh, and when he realized that the attacker was another delicious soul, the effect of the magic slowed down for a moment.

“An An~!”

"Boom~!"

The deafening sound instantly drowned out all other sounds in the arena, and the brilliant fireworks completely obscured Thresh's figure.

"Ah~!!!"

This time it was really not Thresh's disguise. The explosive bomb with the power of [Holy Silver] hit it head-on. Although the damage caused was not great, it also made it experience the intense pain of soul-eating and bone-melting once again.

"Bang bang~!"

“Dang~!”

The chain broke and Lucian fell from mid-air.

"Bang~!"

"Hahaha~! I got you, my friend!"

Holding Lucian with one arm and smoking a cigar, Graves laughed heartily.

"Hiss~! Can you help me get the medicine? It's on the belt around my waist!"

"for you!"

Before Lucian could react, Drizzt deftly took out the potion from his waist, uncorked it and put it into his mouth.

"Gulu~!"

Seeing him drink the potion, Graves put Lucian on the ground, and the two of them used him as the center and continued to kill the undead that were rushing towards them.

"Damn Graves, how can you use your trump card right at the start?

And according to our code, what you said should be launching a smoke bomb, right! ? "

"Hahaha~! You're right, Drizzt. Times have changed!

Besides, the effect of my ultimate bomb was very good, it killed the monster in one go!"

"you..."

"No, Thresh won't be defeated so easily!"

The chains disappeared, and Lucian, whose flesh and blood quickly scabbed and recovered under the influence of the potion, slowly stood up from the ground.

Patted the tattered Bright Sentinel uniform.

"cover me!"

"Shua~!"

Lucian rushed to the fallen relic pistol.

"Damn it, another reckless guy!"

"Hahaha~! Good job, my friend!"

Although the two spoke differently, they both tacitly used cards and shotgun shells to cover Lucian's advance.

"Shua~!"

Lucian rolled over and stood up again, holding the relic pistol that Senna had left for him.

"Bang~!"

A seven or eight meter long holy light spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, and all the undead along the way disappeared.

"Oh my god, so fierce!"

As Graves exclaimed, Lucian quickly picked up another relic pistol left to him by his father Urias.

"Bang bang bang~!"

The twin guns spewing pure fire were destroying the surrounding undead at a speed far exceeding that of Drizzt and Graves combined.

"Hey buddy, can you give me one so I can try it?"

"I'm sorry, but relic weapons can only be used by trained members of the cult."

"Well, that's a shame."

"Graves, why don't you just join his cult and become a vegetarian monk?"

"Fuck you, I don't want to be a shitty monk!

Uh, sorry buddy, I didn’t mean that to be personal with you.”

"It's okay. I know what you mean."

Facing Graves' gaze, Lucian shook his head slightly, then looked solemnly at the still thick black fog in the distance.

“Thanks for your help, but…”

“Ding-dong~!”

A figure in a tattered robe gently swung the chains in his hand and walked out of the black fog again.

"Hehehe~! How are we going to carry out this pleasurable torture~!"

...

“Boom~Boom~!”

With thunderous steps, even fellow undead beings were crushed under their iron hooves. The 'Iron Corps' launched a charge to destroy everything.

At the front of the formation, the undead fire under Hecarim's iron hoof had burned to its most violent degree.

"See for yourself the power of the Shadow Isles~!"

"Ouch~~!"

Hecarim leaped high, and countless iron-hoofed figures followed him and charged forward.

"Boom~~!"

The undead cavalry collided violently with the silver barrier, and the cursed black fog and the power of [Holy Silver] continued to collide and annihilate each other.

The shock wave caused the undead near the dock to be thrown directly to a quarter of a mile, which is nearly five hundred meters away.

Olaf, who broke out of the barrier and fought against the undead sea monster, was also thrown away by the shock wave.

The black fog in the distance obscured his armor that was emitting a faint silver light, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

"Buzz~~!"

Sarah raised the sword as high as possible, continuously channeling the power of [Holy Silver].

However, it is ultimately no match for the endless Curse of Ruin that has been plundering and reaping for thousands of years.

"Click~!"

A crisp cracking sound echoed clearly at the dock, causing many sailors to gasp.

"Bang~!"

The barrier, as thick as a city wall, was broken into an irregular hole with a diameter of four or five meters.

"Boom~!"

Ignoring the undead cavalrymen who were constantly being repaired by the black fog, Hecarim took the lead and landed heavily on the dock.

"Hoo~!"

Hecarim raised his left hand high, and even with the power of [Holy Silver] suppressing him, he continued to drain the sailors' vitality.

"Everyone, evacuate this area!"

As soon as Sarah's order was given, the sailors ran away from the monster as quickly as possible.

"Mortal, welcome your death!"

"Bang~!"

The wooden planks beneath his feet cracked, and Hecarim charged straight at Sarah.

Heavy ammunition boxes, multi-ton cannon barrels, everything that stood in its way was easily crushed by Hecarim.

Although he could be faster, Hecarim deliberately maintained a speed that was observable by normal human eyesight, and crushed towards Sarah with unstoppable force.

"Shua~!"

The sharp blade filled with the power of death fell towards Sarah's head.

The warm and moist flesh and blood could be smeared on Hecarim's armor in the next second.

"Dang~!"

The slender and powerful hand, wrapped in blue-green energy, tightly grasped the broad-bladed halberd.

"Haha~! Finally, I got fooled~!"