The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

Ongul, a city in central Shurima.

Originally occupied by Noxus, after Noxus evacuated, it was finally shot down by the Judgment Protoss.

Above the city head, looking at the yellow sand rising in the distance, Judgment Protoss Crimmans said:

"When you meet an old friend, don't you want to say hello to him?"

Beside him, stood an arcane body drenched in dark blue magic, and it was Xerath who had disappeared for a long time.

"Stupid Emperor... I have nothing to chat with him, Shurima has nothing to do with me." Xerath's voice was indifferent.

Clemens just smiled and didn't take Xerath's words seriously.

If Xerath really didn't care about Azir and Shurima, why cooperate with him.

"The fish has already taken the bait, at least take him down this time." Clemens said.

"Ascension God has returned, even killing him is useless." Xerath said lightly.

"No, you don't understand." Kleimans said with a smile, "Murder is always a low-level method, just like Ryan has the ability to kill all Protoss, but he chose to let it go."

"That's why he can't solve Aurelion. Without Protoss in front, Aurelion is the most unstable factor." Xerath gave a different idea.

"That's right." Clemens agreed. "We are the same. Killing Azir is not a good choice until we don't have the strength to completely wipe out Shurima."

"What do you mean?" Xerath seemed a little moved.

"Catch him and let Shurima spend his chips in exchange. Or, let him be rescued by the Ascension God again." Clemens said.

"Nice idea." Xerath nodded.

He could understand what Crimmans meant, but it was nothing more than lowering Azir's reputation again and making the internal conflict in Shurima more intense.

They had all heard of it when Azir went to war.

The people of Nerima Jie said goodbye, and even sent praises one after another.

On the way Azir came to attack them, every time he encountered a city in Shurima, no matter whether Azir would stop or not, the people inside would rush to dispatch, just to meet Azir.

Even Xerath, the person who knew Azir the best, had some surprises in this scene.

In his understanding, Azir was considered a wise man, but it was also aimed at the former Shurima people.

But in the case of losing the last war, it can only be described as incredible to have such a high prestige in a short period of time.

"Azir...you're better than ever..."

Xerath looked at the golden chariot driving in the sky and said silently in his heart.

"Judgment Protoss-Crimmans, surrender or die!"

There was a majestic and loud voice from the horizon, the yellow sand swept across the sky, and the sky was rendered golden.

Immediately afterwards, Azir's army of sand marched straight towards Egoule under the leadership of Ramos and Renekton.

"There is no one in this world who can make me feel death and surrender? Is it just you, a broken emperor who has lost his authority?"

Crimmans' voice echoed between heaven and earth, and there was humiliation in his words.

Squeak!

Yigule's city gate slowly opened, and groups of soldiers in white robes walked out of the gate.

Each of them held a huge sickle, their expressions were dull, their eyes were blank, and they lined up neatly at the city gate.

"It looks pretty good, but you Judgment Legion, everyone is so weak." Xerath commented.

Kleimans shook his head: "Not everyone is qualified to stand by our side, just like you used to be, and only by comprehending what we have given you, can you stand with us like you are today. "

"It's just a little conspiracy, I'm really ashamed to see through to be with you." Xerath mocked.

"Is it a conspiracy, don't you know more about yourself?" Kleimans asked rhetorically, "The initiative has always been in your hands. If you could recognize yourself earlier, why would you become what you are today?"

"This look? Compared to your stupid attachment to humans, I am the real supreme." Xerath said in a deep voice.

"Supreme?" Clemens sneered, "You may be better than the crocodile outside, maybe not even Azir."

"Not as good as Azir..."

Xerath's voice was gloomy, and although he knew that Crimmans was provoking him, he couldn't help but burn with anger.

Under the city, the Sand Legion and the Judgment Legion collided.

Compared with the individual strength, the Judgment Legion is much stronger than the Sand Legion, but it is slightly inferior in number.

But the two are fighting each other, and they can't tell the winner in a short time.

"Ramos, Renekton, kill them!"

Azir's voice sounded. Although Renekton and Ramos were reluctant to obey, either for the sake of the overall situation or for the entrustment of their brother, the two of them still killed Yigule.

"Which one are you going to deal with?" Clemens asked lightly.

"Give me Azir!" Xerath said coldly.

He really didn't want to stay with the old yin goods next to him, so he slowly floated up and charged towards Azir.

He wanted to have a good fight with Azir rather than communicate with Clemens.

Watching Xerath take off, Crimmans showed a smile:

"If it wasn't for the old man's wounds, he wouldn't be able to use you... despicable slave!"

After he finished speaking, the Scythe of Judgment appeared in his hand, and Crimmans jumped straight down the city wall and charged towards Renekton and the others.

boom! !

The two sides collided very quickly, and with a scythe in Crimmans' hand, Renekton and Ramos were sent flying out at the same time~www.readwn.com~ Hmph, if the old man was still in his prime, one blow would kill him. You can wait for the injury. "

Looking at the two people who had stepped back a long distance and stopped, Crimmans was obviously a little dissatisfied.

Renekton didn't enter the rampant state, and he didn't catch his eyes at all.

Ramos is just a descendant of the late stage of the Void War, and he is not seen by him.

Beating these two is just killing chickens and dogs.

boom! !

A terrifying coercion burst out from Crimmans, and the yellow sand around his body circled around him, as if the heavens and the earth were shaking because of him.

"cut!!"

The scythe in his hand was wrapped in invincibility and slashed towards Ramos and Renekton.

This knife Ramos did not dare to resist hard, and directly and completely retracted into the shell.

On the other hand, Renekton rushed forward regardless, with a roar, his body and the two battle axes in his hands became larger at the same time, and he directly greeted the Scythe of Judgment.

boom! !

There was a bang in the desert.

The yellow sand splashed everywhere, and the sky and the earth lost its color.

The surrounding sand soldiers and the Judgment Corps were affected first, and were directly blown away by the aftermath.

The city wall closest to the two also collapsed after being swept away by the aftermath, allowing the sand and dust to be drawn into the city.

"It's still able to fight!!"

Kleimans let out a long laugh, and the scythe in his hand once again slammed into the commander, and once again collided with the enlarged Renekton.

But the reluctant Renekton, who had just been picked up, was blasted away this time. He slid a kilometer in the desert before he stopped.

"Come again!!"

Crimmans had fighting intent on his face. The Noxus fighting intent hidden in his genes had already been ignited. He just wanted to have a good fight and vent his unhappiness!

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