Legends of Runeterra

The center of Helia City, an area of ​​nearly a thousand meters in radius, was flattened by the shock wave from the fight between Li En and Viego.

Gwen and his companions, with the worried Isolde, followed the ditch plowed by Li En and Viego and hurried along.

“Tatta! Tatta!”

The crisp sound of horse hooves rang out from the black fog.

"Shua~!"

Gwen and the other three protected Isolde in the center, staring at the direction where the sound came from with a vigilant look on their faces.

"Hoo~!"

The black fog surged, and a tall and strange figure walked out slowly.

"Boom~!"

"Captain of the Iron Order, Hecarim, greets the Queen!"

The broad-bladed halberd was inserted into the stone slab, and Hecarim bowed respectfully to Isolde.

"Hecarim!?"

Looking at Hecarim's weird and twisted appearance of a man and a horse not far away, Isolde couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Yes, Queen. I am here to protect you on the orders of His Majesty Viego!"

"Heh! Protect? You undead, you take us for fools..."

Before Ali could finish his words.

"Shua~!"

A hook burning with dark green undead fire emerged from the black fog and approached Isolde in an instant.

"careful!"

"Dang~!"

The huge blue scissors and the soul-stealing sickle collided fiercely.

“Swish~!”

As Gwen blocked the hook, her little white leather shoes left a long scratch on the ground.

"Bang bang bang~!"

"Such a weak and ridiculous attack. Die, mortal!"

Hecarim swept forward with his broadsword, bearing the shots from Lucian and Senna.

“Ding-dong~!”

Countless sharp and ferocious hooks also emerged from Thresh's black robe and were thrown towards everyone.

"Don't even think about taking away the soul of any living person again!"

"Woo~~!"

Souls broke through the ground, converging and merging like flowing water, instantly forming a wall made of spirits.

"Dang Dang Dang~!"

Thresh's hooks swung onto the wall, and the ethereal wall bounced them off while also thinning and dissipating at a rapid speed.

"'Iron Group' charges..."

"Boom~!"

The ground where Hecarim was moving collapsed instantly, and his extremely thick wooden hand pounded the centaur hard.

"Boom~!"

Maokai's huge figure took a few steps back, while Hecarim flew backwards at a speed no less than his previous charge.

"Mr. Maokai, Mr. Yorick, you are here!"

Gwen let out a cry of surprise as she released the 'holy mist' that enveloped everyone.

"Well, those undead spirits have been dealt with."

Maokai lowered his head slightly, and his deep, echoing voice rang out.

Yorick, holding a shovel, walked quickly to the five people in the black fog, staring at Thresh who appeared in the distance.

"Bang~!"

The earth and rocks exploded, and Hecarim jumped out.

"I've already attracted all their attention, and you can't even do something as simple as a sneak attack!?"

"It's my fault. I didn't expect these two guys who were barely alive would dare to come over. Please calm down, General."

"Ta-ta~!"

The iron hooves crushed the stones under his feet impatiently, and the fire of death in Hecarim's eyes burned fiercely, but in the end he did not swing his sword at Thresh.

“Thresh, I won’t let you escape this time!”

“Haha~! Senna, Lucian, your destiny is my soul lamp.”

When enemies met, the Lucian couple did not hesitate for a moment, and the holy flame gushed out from the muzzles of their guns.

"Ahri..."

"Gwen, Isolde is now in your hands to protect!"

Ahri, noticing that Gwen was not in a good state, spoke first, and then the Orb of Deception appeared in her hand, and she went to support Lucian and his wife.

"Hecarim, blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"Hahaha~! Really? Being able to kill you guys on the island twice is really the best thing that can happen!"

"Dang~!"

The halberd and the shovel collided violently.

The last member of the Twilight Brotherhood of Blessed Island, the leader of Kamavia's 'Iron Group', the unresolved hatred that has lasted for a thousand years has once again erupted at this moment.

"Boom~! Boom~! Boom~!"

Maokai, with his huge size, constantly made use of his advantages, smashing down the ground with his arms like giant pillars to provide support to both sides of the battlefield.

Either help them block a critical hit, or restrict the movement of Thresh and Hecarim.

Gwen stood beside Isolde, and blue sewing needles floated beside them.

Not only does she have to protect her master, but if given the chance, Gwen wouldn't mind delivering a fatal blow to the two Undead Lords.

...

"Dang~!"

"Ouch~~!"

While Hecarim and Yorick were fighting, their 'Iron Legion' cavalry ghosts and mist walkers were also fighting fiercely.

Essentially undead, they also use the power of Curse of Ruin, and Maokai's tree roots constantly emerge from the ground to restrict Hecarim.

For a while, the battle between the two was in a stalemate.

"Puch~!"

"Stab~!"

The broad-bladed halberd cut a bloodless wound on Yorick's upper body, and a piece of Hecarim's own armor was cut off by the shovel.

While dodging the entangled tree roots, Hecarim took the opportunity to glance at the battle nearby.

"Damn you Thresh, you're still holding back your strength at this time!"

Hecarim, who had been fighting unsuccessfully for a long time, began to think of retreating.

After thousands of years, Hecarim knows very well how sinister Thresh is.

Rather than letting the other party leave him behind, it is better for him to strike first.

As soon as the thought came to Hecarim and he was about to put it into action, he saw an unnatural surge of silence in the rear of Isolder.

"Ok?"

Ahri, who was born with extraordinary perception, suddenly felt his hair stand on end and subconsciously looked back.

"Small..."

"Shua~!"

The pitch-black spider web was pressed down by two hideous, bristly limbs towards Gwen, Isolde, and the giant purple cocoons beside them.

"Bang~!"

After devouring a large number of undead, the Despicable Maw, whose injuries had been further recovered, faced the shameless sneak attack from this being who was only a step away from being a demigod. Gwen and the other man were caught in the spider web before they could react.

"Um!?"

Everyone was stunned, and looked up while being on guard against the enemy.

“Hia ...

The Despicable Throat held high the prey entangled in the spider web in his hand and let out an excited and ferocious roar.

The extremely special soul in the spider web is the best supplement for him to become a god.

next moment.

“Hia ...

Under Hecarim's excited gaze, the ferocious mouthparts bit forward.

Ahri clutched the pink conch pendant around her neck.

"Naga... Naqua... Please help me!"

"Buzz~~!"

A blue-green light instantly rose from the city of Hailia.