Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"Your Majesty Azir..."

Above the ground, Ramos looked worriedly at the sky not far away.

It actually disapproved of war from the very beginning, but Shurima could not sit idly by judging what the Protoss did.

Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, they had the upper hand as soon as they started fighting.

"Do you still have the mind to observe others?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind Ramos.

Ramos sighed and continued to hide in his shell.

Boom! !

The scythe hummed as it hit the pointed shell, but didn't do any damage.

"You are useless, you have been injured, and there is no way to hurt me." Ramos' dull voice came from inside the shell.

Indeed, as he said, Crimmans can't do him any harm.

But at the same time, he couldn't stop him at all.

"Oh, I'm not like your brainless companion. It only takes a little while to vent."

Crimmans's slightly smiling voice sounded, and at the same time his figure disappeared.

Hearing this sentence, Ramos' complexion changed greatly, and he looked towards the sand dunes in the distance.

"Roar!!!"

The gravel of the sand dunes in the distance danced all over the sky, and Renekton's body was bigger than before.

But those scarlet eyes and the **** scars all over his body obviously indicated that he was abnormal.

Boom! ! !

The sand particles flew, and Renekton's figure flickered. Without turning at all, he went straight towards Ramos, the only creature in the desert.

His mind is now full of killing intent and anger, and he just wants to tear everything to pieces.

"Rekton!!!"

Ramos only made a sound, and Renekton rushed forward, slamming down the two battle axes in his hands.

Boom! boom!

The battle axe slashed on the pointed shell, making a loud, concussive sound.

Although there was little damage done, Ramos felt extremely troublesome.

Once the two of them are held back, Crimmans is completely free to do so.

With what he knew about Clemens, Azir was in danger!

Sure enough, when Crimmans' figure reappeared, he was already beside Xerath.

As soon as he appeared, his brows were slightly wrinkled:

"With such a weak offensive, it seems that you are still showing mercy, Xerath!"

"Azyr is not as weak as you think." Xerath's figure was flat.

"But you're not that weak, Xerath. We know you, and we know Azir."

Kleimans took a deep look at Xerath, those deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

Then, without waiting for Xerath to refute anything, Kalimans continued:

"Since you are only willing to contribute this power, then keep it well, and I will kill him for you!"

Saying that, he raised the huge sickle in his hand.

Xerath glanced at him with indifferent eyes, and his voice was slightly deep:

"This is a little different from your plan."

"Hehe, are you caring about him?" Clemens sneered, "Don't focus on him with all your attention, and occasionally you should look elsewhere."

Having said that, he rushed straight towards Azir, who kept retreating.

"Look elsewhere?"

Xerath whispered, and the perception spread outward.

After a while, he turned his head to look east.

That undisguised aura, as arrogant as I saw not long ago...

Boom! ! !

On the other side, Crimmans and Azir had already collided.

"Your sand is as slow as the first time you meet."

Crimmans easily broke through Azir's defense and slashed at Azir's scepter with a scythe.

Click! click! click!

Crimmans' scythe was severely pressed down, and Azir was actually somewhat unable to resist the trend.

Looking at Azir's solemn eyes, Crimmans grinned and said:

"Have you found it?"

Azir could feel that the power from the opponent's scythe had at least doubled from the last battle.

But although Azir couldn't help being pressed down by the scepter, he snorted coldly:

"It's still the fluorescence in front of Yaoyang."

"Aren't you curious, why am I so much better than before?"

Crimmans let out a light laugh and swung the scythe in his hand.

scoff! ! !

The sickle directly tore the golden armor on the opponent's body, and blood gurgled from the wound.

Looking at the unbelievable eyes of the other party, Crimens laughed:

"A verdict, a verdict, what is a verdict, when I do justice, I will be invincible!!"

"Dirty behavior like a bitch."

Azir's eyes were filled with disdain, but he still looked into the distance.

I don't know when it started, the Judgment Legion under Kalimans has been wiped out, and only the sand soldiers he summoned stand there.

Now how can he not understand that the so-called power of judgment is just a derivation of the power of cause and effect.

The people of the Judgment Legion whose minds had been tampered with were all puppets that Crimmans sent to death.

Every time one of these puppets died in his hands, Crimmans would be stronger against him.

But this kind of dirty means can be used, and only this group of inferior protoss.

"Attack!!!"

Azir shouted loudly, and yellow sand poured out from both sides again, forming a large number of sand soldiers rushing towards Crimmans.

Clemens grinned, holding a scythe, slaughtering through the soldiers of the sand, as if entering a no-man's land:

"You wouldn't naively think that if I kill these minions, I will weaken my power."

"The ruling, of course, every time the ruling is executed, my power will be stronger!"

Boom! ! !

Crimmans slashed straight at Azir.

With just one blow, it wiped out all the sand soldiers along the way.

And after destroying countless sand soldiers, that slash showed no sign of diminishing at all, on the contrary, it became more solid.

Boom! !

Azir was severely hit by this slash, and his body was thrown straight back, forcibly smashing a huge pit on the ground.

"My ability perfectly restrains you, Azir!"

The figure of Crimmans fell from the sky, with the sickle on his shoulders, hanging from the sky and looking down at Azir below:

"It's really like a defeated dog."

Hearing this, Azir just gasped unwillingly, but Xerath, who was standing in the sky, glanced at Crimmans, his eyes seemed to have murderous intent surging.

"Oh?"

Clemens just raised the scythe to prepare for the final attack, and then glanced eastward with a half-smiling smile:

"It seems that you don't have to die today, but seeing your miserable appearance by that person will make you feel more uncomfortable than dying."

Azir looked grim and stared at Crimmans.

With his perception, he can naturally feel the breath from the east.

Aatrox! Crimmans! ! !

You all be damned! ! !

Shurima, will eventually prosper in my hands!

Power... More power is needed!

"Your expression is very good, see you next time, loser!"

Kleimans laughed, his scythe was put away, and his figure ran into the distance~www.readwn.com~ Now, he has no intention of fighting Aatrox.

"Aatrox Yaomian... is only weaker than the first Martial Emperor... Heh, under my ruling, you will also become the soul under the sword."

Klimans sneered and glanced into the distance, then turned around and prepared to leave in the other direction.

But before he could do anything, his face changed drastically.

"Xerath! Help me!"

But as soon as his voice fell, Xerath, who was beside him, disappeared.

And in the sky in the distance, a golden light lit up.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light swept to the front, and it was a golden sword energy.

"Damn!"

Crimmans' face twisted, he raised his scythe to block.

But without the blessing of the power of judgment, this sword energy is obviously not something he can resist.

The scythe in his hand was abruptly separated, the sword energy slashed at his body, and the huge momentum carried Crimmans upside down and swept westward.

"Aatrox! I want you to die!"

There was a roar from Crimmans in the distance, but he was seriously injured, but he didn't dare to stay longer, and disappeared in the air in the blink of an eye.

After a while, the golden light from space fell to the ground.

Aatrox came with the wings of the gods and the golden armor.

Facing the situation at the scene, he just glanced at Azir and spit out a word:

"Trash!"