The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 272

Chapter 272 The Song of Ionia

"Ionia."

The aura on Irelia became stronger and stronger, and while dancing, the blade was as fast as a gust of wind, cutting everything recklessly.

First, there were more than ten meters around her, and then, more cyan blades condensed in mid-air and joined the dance of blades.

Hundreds of meters, thousands of meters.

The entire coast, where the black mist is located, is covered with blades.

These blades, which are only one arm long, form a huge sword formation.

Swing, jump, flip.

To the Ionians, they were an uplifting inspiration, the blades deftly evading them, piercing through the spirits that were trying to infest the Ionian lands.

Even Atris and Karma, in this sword formation, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to advance half a step, and had to block in place.

"Grandma said it."

Irelia waved her hand gently, and the blade roared like fallen leaves, rushing towards the two of them neatly.

"Silence for the dead and fight for the living."

"Fight for the First Land!"

Her dancing posture is more graceful, and the blade is condensed more densely when waving.

This dance, accompanied by a silent melody, was the dance her grandmother taught her, and it was called the Silk Dance.

During the Battle of Presidian, she watched her parents, grandma, relatives and friends die there.

Even on the battlefield, I saw with my own eyes the family crest cherished by my family was smashed into pieces. That was the first time she knew the meaning of the dance taught by her grandmother.

This traditional dance, which is almost lost, is a dance that communicates the soul.

The fragment of the family crest turned into a blade in her hand.

And she, except the land of birth, has nothing left.

"Ionia. Our only home!"

boom! !

The ocean formed by the blade almost buried the two of them, cutting and strangling them alternately, trying to kill the two remaining on the coast.

"drink!"

Atreus let out a roar, and the air wave surged outward from his body, briefly sweeping away all the blades, forming a vacuum area.

He stared deeply at the dancing Irelia, his eyes full of emotion.

Seeing the blade condensed again, he no longer hesitated, and when he moved, he came to Karma's side.

Atreus held a gun in one hand and Karma in the other, kicking his legs hard.

There was a crackling sound in the air, and he and Karma disappeared into the black mist in the blink of an eye.

They just disappeared, and the wave-like blades roared down, blasting a hole in the sea where they were before, and it took a long time for the waves on the sea to subside.

"Ionia!"

Irelia saw the black fog gradually dissipating, enduring the exhaustion of her body, her pale face put on a bright smile.

Once again they defeated the invading enemy.

They are victorious!

As she chanted, the other Ionians reacted from their dreams.

They rushed forward, with the joy of the rest of their lives on their faces, surrounded Irelia, and chanted the name of 'Ionia' together.

Being surrounded by everyone, the green light in Irelia's eyes slowly receded, and she stabilized her figure that was about to stand unsteadily:

"we won!!"

There was something magical about her voice.

The black fog on the horizon slowly receded, and the sun in the sky once again shone on the earth.

And the first beam of light that day just hit Irelia's face.

At that moment, the Ionians surrounding her seemed to feel that the leader of Ionia really seemed to be born.

But at this moment, a shadow appeared not far from Irelia.

Seeing this dark shadow, Irelia's face was only slightly condensed, but she didn't mean to be on guard.

The shadow glanced at Irelia, who was in the center of the crowd, and said indifferently:

"They... are back!"

Hearing this, the Ionian cheers came to an abrupt end.

They all stared at the shadow with disbelief, the messenger from the Shadow Stream sect.

Irelia's face changed at that moment, the original smile disappeared instantly, her fists were tightly clenched, and her eyes seemed to contain endless flames:

"Have they really come back?"

Shadow still recited indifferently: "Just a few hours ago, Swain appeared in Presidian. One blow, Precidian, was wiped out!"

Hearing this sentence, Irelia trembled, and her eyes were full of pain caused by memories:

"What about our casualties?"

"They are here to announce their arrival. Except for a few unlucky people, there are no casualties."

Irelia was relieved when she heard that there were not many casualties.

But her body also reached its limit at this moment, and her legs fell to the ground.

Shaking her head towards the eager crowd, she stood up tremblingly with the help of the priest:

"I can't be there without me, Yingliu, I'll leave it to you here."

"Do not"

Shadow refused indifferently, with hatred in his tone:

"Noxus, us. Black Mist, you!"

Irelia opened her mouth slightly, but she nodded silently when she thought of the two who appeared today.

She took a deep breath and assured the shadow in front of her:

"I swear here that I will not let any resentful spirit set foot on our land for the sake of the land of birth."

"I will take your oath back!"

After the shadow's erratic voice finished speaking, it disappeared.

Seeing him leave, Irelia turned her eyes to the people around her, and said solemnly:

"Brothers and sisters, the enemies of Ionia are here. For the bones of our ancestors, for the children who are waiting to be fed, for the homeland of green mountains and rivers."

"Fight! For the land of birth, and for ourselves!"

"This battle! It's over until death!"

Under her eloquent words, the Ionian slowly raised the weapon in his hand, and his eyes turned from the horror just now, and slowly became extremely firm.

Ionia, stay high! !

Port Lane.

This place, which was only a small fishing village a few years ago, has become the largest port in Ionia due to the arrival of Noxus.

There is an endless stream of merchant ships here, and the cargo throughput is astonishingly large.

Noxus completely renovated this place. First, the black gate symbolizing the empire was built, and then a solemn stone building was erected. The most iconic Noxus arena was built in the most eye-catching. The place.

The arrival of the Empire pulled Ionia out of primitive society, directly breaking the silence of farming-style life.

It turned out that life objects can be so varied.

It turned out that spirit flowers and spirit grasses can exchange for so many delicacies.

It turns out that they can also enjoy those exquisite furniture and living utensils.

More and more Ionians who yearn for the outside world come here, join Noxus, and become a part of the city.

In the years that Noxus has occupied this place, it has become more and more lively.

Changes within the empire have almost no impact here.

This is the land taken down by the imperial army, and the planning of Lane Port was even jointly formulated by Swain and Ryan, who have a very high reputation here.

Today, the space battleship suddenly appeared in the sky of Lane Port, and then slowly fell to the port.

Everyone looked at the giant ship full of imperial imprints, and could not help but straighten their waists, feeling that their faces were bright.

This is Noxian territory, and space battleships belong to the Empire, and they deserve to be proud.

The tall figure walking down from the space battleship made the people working in the port suddenly change their color.

They looked at the figure in surprise, put down their work, and gathered together.

First dozens of people, then hundreds of people who came to hear the news, blocked the water around the port.

When the tall figure approached them, a middle-aged man on crutches suddenly shouted:

"Empire Yongchang, Cui Fari is immortal!"

After he made his voice, the others couldn't hold back their excitement and shouted in unison:

"Empire Yongchang, Cui Fari is immortal!"

Hundreds of people shouted in unison, which could be heard from far away in the city.

The arrival of Swain, the vice president of the Empire and the benefactor of Lane Port, was enough to make them feel extremely excited.

Swain's scarlet eyes swept across the excited crowd, his eyes flashed with a trace of movement, but soon became calm and continued to walk forward.

The crowd consciously retreated to both sides, looking at Swain who was walking past with excitement.

At this time, a group of well-trained soldiers in the distance also walked over.

At the head is the commander of the Eastern Front of the Empire - Mrs. Mildal.

She strode up to Swain and fell to one knee happily:

"Your Excellency the Commander! The Eastern Front Army, willing to obey your dispatch!"

"The Empire has given everyone the right to stand up and speak, Commander Myrdalda." Swain's voice was steady.

"Listen to your will."

Mrs. Myrdal grinned and stood up, bowing slightly beside Swain.

Although she is far away in Ionia, but because of Mel's relationship in the past few years, she also knows everything that happened in the empire.

Noxus under Trifali's rule is not Noxus under Darkwill.

It can even be said that there is a world of difference between the two.

A member of the empire came out at will, and they all had the strength of a legion.

Mrs. Myrdalda led the way and took Swain all the way to the administrative hall of Port Lane.

"Your Excellency, the great commander, Ho Lun salutes you!"

Coming to the parliament hall, a young man dressed in plain clothes and with a fox tail behind him bowed slightly and saluted Swain.

Judging from his appearance, it can be seen that he is a Vastaya, and he is also the highest consul of Port Lane.

Swain nodded slightly to him and sat on the main seat.

Horren's experience is somewhat similar to Darius, but one of the two's talents is in force, and the other is in administration.

After the Port of Lane became Noxus, Horren quickly rose to prominence and was appointed the highest administrator here by the Empire.

The empire has never asked about birth, as long as you have talent and ability, you can achieve the corresponding position.

It's like the king of the arena in Port Lane today, who is a mixed blood of Vastaya and Noxian, discriminated against by Ionia, but in Port Lane he can exchange his ability for everyone's respect.

"Report on the current situation of Port Lane." Swain said calmly.

Mrs. Myrdalda and Hollen stood on both sides of Swain, and Hollen took the initiative to speak first:

"Lane Port currently has more than 500,000 permanent residents and has 10 towns and hundreds of villages under its jurisdiction, of which 60% are vastayas and 20% are Noxians who immigrated. The Ionians are very fond of us. Exclusion, but the vastayas choose us by many. Economically.”

After Mrs. Myrdalda finished speaking, she said:

"The empire's Ionioccupied area is divided into four major regions. Except for Philo Island, which has no garrison, Navoli Province has 30,000 troops, Baloo Province has 30,000 troops, and Lane Port has 10,000 troops."

Swain nodded slightly. He knew about the situation in Ionia before, but this time he was just listening to the manager's opinion.

In the four regions of Ionia that the Empire occupies.

Feilor Island is Ryan's fief. There is a magical atmosphere there, and there are not many living people. It has basically become the empire's magic and technology experiment site.

Port Lane is the coastline area surrounded by the other three places, and it is also the most prosperous and peaceful place in the Empire-occupied area.

Navoli and Baloo were both on the front lines and most of the area was in a war zone. The Empire was there from time to time in a skirmish with Ionia.

Presidian is located in the eastern part of the province of Navoli, which is still part of Ionia.

"Horon, how are the vastayas living in Ionia?" Swain asked.

Horen was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was not asking the vastayas of Noxus. After thinking for a while, he replied:

"The way of life is very primitive, and most of them live very poor. Most of the Ionians do not want to be in contact with them who look different, and it has been a long time since a new Vastaya Shari appeared."

Vastaya Shari, the first intelligent creatures to live in Ionia, they are beings born in nature, born to be attuned to natural magic, and have the ability to change shape.

The Vastaya people were originally the descendants of the combination of Vastaya Xari and humans. In the slow history of Ionia, these Vastaya people multiplied with each other and formed a huge ethnic group.

But also because of the passage of time, the humans living in Ionia and the Vastaya people have some disharmony, which affects the relationship between the two, and even discriminates against each other.

Humans regard the Vastayas as aliens, and the Vastayas also feel that it is the behavior of human beings that has caused no Vastaya Xari to arise for a long time, and mutual hatred is deepening.

Coinciding with the Noxian invasion, those vastayas who could not survive joined Noxus, and because the vastayas began to become the management of the empire in Ionia, more and more swaying The vastayas joined the empire.

In addition, when Ryan revised the imperial calendar, he incorporated Vastaya into it, which gave them hope.

Let the Ionias rule Ionia, and the Vastaya may one day become extinct. But if Noxus accepts the vastaya and is willing to let them rule Ionia

Slowly they began to believe that there might be pain now, but Ionia's future was bright indeed.

"The vastaya people have always been entangled between traditional ideas and empires in their hearts, but with those young vastayas joining us, the seeds have been sown."

Horren recounted the situation of the Vastaya, looking at Swain with gratitude.

He still remembered that day, the rhetoric put down by His Majesty Ryan and Commander Swain.

The Empire is willing to accept the vastayas, and if they can prove themselves, then Ionia can be run by them.

Even today, he still remembers the words of hope that His Majesty Ryan sent to the vastayas. They, the vastayas, have never been more than human vassals.

It is also because of this that he and countless other vastayas are willing to serve the empire, just to live up to this hope!

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