LOL: The days of cultivating immortality in Rune Continent

The war between mages comes and goes, but it is not like a turn-based game. You move and I move.

The battle between Lux and LeBlanc filled the other side of the main battlefield with a surging elemental atmosphere. Explosions, flashes, high temperatures, and various sounds attracted the attention of the Demacian cavalry and the Freljordians.

But even facing LeBlanc, who was experienced and had tricky and insidious attacks, Lux still surrounded every Demacian with her own magic shield.

If possible, Lux did not want any Demacians to be injured on the battlefield, so she was distracted by maintaining the curved light barrier against all Demacians while fighting LeBlanc.

Brilliance, flash points, spherical light bombs, instant beams of light, all kinds of magic emerged from behind Lux, and the shining secret magic array continued to emerge, hitting LeBlanc without stopping for a moment.

"It's really amazing. How much magic power do you have?" LeBlanc sighed upon seeing this. At this moment, this was her heartfelt feeling.

Because someone like LeBlanc, who has lived for thousands of years, is shocked and frightened for the first time by a girl's talent. How many talents has she gathered in these thousands of years?

LeBlanc really has countless numbers. She only knows that her Black Rose laboratories have never lacked geniuses with magical talents, and those are the children LeBlanc found from all over the Valoran continent. Small training, there are many geniuses among them, possessing weird magical talents, but no matter how talented or dazzling they are, they are now dimmed in front of Lux.

For a mage, talent really determines everything.

Lux was born with huge magical power, but at the age of eighteen, she had already caught up with the old mage who had lived for hundreds of years. Not to mention that aside from the magical power, she still used extremely difficult light magic.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

In response to LeBlanc's question, Lux just snorted. She raised her staff. The original blue eyes on her face had turned into holy white. That was the color that appeared after being rendered by magic. She His body also floated, but the beam of light behind him continued to spurt out.

Lux's magic was like a machine gun spraying towards LeBlanc, and she said loudly: "Let's see who has more magic power, me or you!"

After listening to Lux's words, LeBlanc smiled sweetly and shook her head, but the magic in her hands did not stop.

She can always dodge or dispel Lux's attacks in the easiest way, and then unleash her own attacks.

But facing Lux's faster and faster casting speed, LeBlanc felt troubled, because after all, this was just one of her hundreds of clones. Although it was a clone used for fighting, the magic power it contained was really real. limited.

How long can she hold on to this girl's hand?

And how long can the other party maintain large-scale defensive magic like this and release magic rain?

At this moment, the battle between the two mages on the battlefield has turned into a war of attrition.

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On the main battlefield, Layton flew backwards heavily, but the next second, he stood up again and looked at the place that kept shining. The place had become riddled with holes, the snowy mountains were in tatters, and the trees were in ruins. They were all broken by the violent magic, leaving only a blond girl floating in mid-air, constantly releasing magic around her.

Layton showed a wry smile and looked around. He saw the soldiers of Demacia becoming more and more courageous as they fought. The Demacians with extremely high military literacy advanced in a shield formation. Under the protection of Lux's magic, they would not Injuries will not be affected by long-range weapons. Therefore, every soldier will become a hero on the battlefield without worrying about being injured at all.

"Laxana. I never thought you had such a talent."

Layton stood up with emotion. At this moment, he also had doubts about the Forbidden Demon.

If magic is really bad, what's protecting people like them now?

If it weren't for Laxana, soldiers would have suffered sacrifices and casualties, but now everyone in Demacia is alive, and the enemy is constantly decreasing!

Layton thought, and then he shook his head and got rid of his thoughts at the moment.

Yes, now is not the time to think about those things. What he should do now is lead the army to repel the invaders.

So, Layton rushed towards a Freljord soldier in front. The soldier was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, tattered and exuding an unpleasant stench. Layton stabbed forward with his spear, bravely A shot pierced the opponent's body, and then he lifted the opponent high.

"Everyone, form a formation! Advance!"

With Leighton's roar, Demacia's soldiers formed a small team independently. Although they were not from the same military region, and they may not be from the same military, the unity and ability engraved in Demacia's bones at this moment made them Murch's group came together.

This caused a very strange scene to appear on the battlefield.

Because they are obviously the smaller side, but at this moment, on the battlefield, they are actually able to use three people to fight one person. The three of them cooperate to put the enemy into their own shield formation, and then cooperate to kill each other. .

This is the battlefield technique that Demacia has always relied on to survive!

On another battlefield that was inaccessible, riding on the body of Bristle Mane, Sejuani had noticed that the number of Winter Claws was constantly decreasing. In response, she pursed her dry and bitter lips, There was a trace of regret in my heart at this moment.

Demacia is powerful, more powerful than Sejuani can comprehend.

In her opinion, southerners are weak. They are trapped in castles, stone houses, and livestock farms. Therefore, it is impossible for southerners who have not experienced wind, snow and danger to survive. The Claw of Winter survived against all odds.

But the current situation told Sejuani that Winter's Claw was retreating!

And Sejuani also noticed the reason, that is, her soldiers were unable to cause harm to the enemy. Is it because of that girl?

A woman with blond hair, wearing gorgeous clothes, who looked very weak, actually influenced this war? !

It has been some time since she became the War Mother of Winter's Claw, but Sejuani still doesn't understand what the War Mother is going to do. Now, seeing the number of soldiers in her tribe declining, Sejuani feels a little worried. .

It's because of her choice that the number of people in the tribe is constantly decreasing. This shouldn't be the case!

Sejuani suddenly felt confused.

Noticing Sejuani's sudden loss of consciousness, Rowan slashed at Gang Mane with his sword. The giant sword penetrated the wild boar's body and embedded itself in it. Rowan then pulled out the sword, kicked his legs on Gang Mane's face, and his body flew upside down. go out.

Bristlemane roared and fell to the ground, rolling Sejuani over.

"Do you have other concerns?" Rowan raised his heavy sword again and looked at Sejuani seriously.

Rowan would not stupidly like him just because he was a hero in LOL. At the moment, Sejuani was not a hero, she was Demacia and Rowan's enemy.

Therefore, Rowan will never hold back. If he can, he will kill Sejuani directly.

In front, Sejuani stood up with her hair disheveled. Then, she suddenly raised her hands and slapped her cheeks.

The two red marks on her fair face were very conspicuous. Sejuani took a deep breath, reached out to pick up the hair rope on the ground, and wiped the corners of her lips with the back of her hand. Then she tied up her hair, revealing her fair and plump forehead. To Rowan.

His eyes were full of peace.

At this moment, Sejuani abandoned the wails of the people of the Winter's Claw tribe. They were warriors, but when they carried weapons and went south, they knew that the battlefield would be stained with blood. The destination of warriors is to welcome death.

And Sejuani calmed down and threw away all her thoughts.

She no longer thinks about what a qualified war mother should do. What she should do now is to tear the man in front of her into pieces and bring victory to Winter's Claw.

She is not a war mother at this moment, but a warrior.

Therefore, Sejuani raised her hand and waved to Rowan. On her arm, the flesh and blood were close to the skin, revealing an unhealthy white color. It was a sign of malnutrition, but strangely, her muscle lines were very... Clear and obvious.

The owner of Hanshuang opened his mouth and smiled ferociously:

"Come again."

Sejuani said.

Rowan paused, and then he also smiled.

Now, is the real battle!