The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 410

"finished?"

"Why is it still dark... Did the Noxian woman just win?"

"It's not as dark as before, it's a normal night."

"There's the light of Targon over there... It's finally over!"

"saved!

To say who had the greatest impact on the previous battle, it was obviously not the two sides of the battle, but the residents of the town not far away.

In the face of the power that seems to be able to destroy the sky and the earth, they don't talk about it, or even think about it.

Now that the battle has finally come to an end, there is no life or death, which is already a blessing for them.

As for who wins in the end, and what will happen to their fate, that will be a matter of the future.

hum!

But obviously, the end of the battle is not the end.

In the direction of the Giant God Peak in the west, a blazing fire like a blazing sun hit the town.

boom!

The scorching fireball fell into the open space of the town, causing riots among the town residents again.

Some of them collapsed and even despaired in their hearts, but they knew in their hearts that their peaceful life would be gone forever since the Army of Sand attacked today.

"Where's Deren?"

The fireball dissipated, revealing a figure in golden armor.

It was a majestic woman with long brown hair, wrapped in a set of golden armor, holding a sword in the right hand and holding a shield left and right, exuding a hot aura all the time.

"Priest Dren... died not long ago."

The young man standing beside him was stared straight at by the woman's gaze, and tremblingly explained what had just happened.

The town has been sheltered by the Lieyang Sect for a long time, and many people believe in Lieyang.

When they saw this new woman, most of them recognized it. This is the most dazzling light in the Lieyang Sect...

The **** of dawn - Leona.

"Shurima... Noxus..."

Listening to what the people around her said, Leona's brows furrowed.

As if thinking of something, she suddenly raised the long sword in her hand, and the golden yellow brilliance like the sun rose from the tip of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, the sun rose higher and higher, and the area it illuminated became larger and larger.

After a while, Leona seemed to have noticed something, snorted coldly, and her figure turned into the rising sun again, galloping towards the distance.

The residents of the town saw the gods they believed in coming, and before they had time to be happy, they saw them leave again.

Watching the fireball go away, they didn't know how they were feeling for a while.

Leona's fireball quickly reached the destination she wanted to go to.

She waved her hands, and the long sword and shield in her hands turned into energy and merged into her body.

Immediately afterwards, she moved towards the bunker on the ground and beckoned with her hand.

Card!

After a soft beep.

The sand on the ground rhythmically, and a silver-white streamer flew from the ground.

Once.

The flying thing was firmly caught by Leona, which was the Scythe of Judgment in the hands of Judgment Protoss before.

"I didn't approve of your troubles with Shurima from the beginning. Runeterra has its own rules of operation and should not be affected by any external factors." Leona said coldly.

When she opened her mouth to speak, the constellation Dawn in the sky and her eyes lit up like flames.

This light flashed on the Scythe of Judgment, slowly repairing the cracks on it.

Immediately afterwards, an illusory figure floated out from the Scythe of Judgment, and it was the image of Crimmans.

"Cough cough..."

Crimmans looked weak, and his face was unusually ugly:

"I encountered Syndra, damn, she appeared so close to the Giant God's Peak, why didn't the starry sky warn you."

"Warning? An existence that can defeat you and Azir in an instant. If the other party wants to hide themselves, even Ms. Soraka will not be able to detect it."

Leona folded her arms and looked at the scythe of judgment floating not far away, and warned with dissatisfaction in her expression:

"Crimmans, don't make trouble for us!"

"Humph! Call me the verdict! Dawn, if Shurima and Noxus are left alone, you will regret it!" Clemens' eyes were gloomy.

"Let's talk when you become the Lord of the Stars."

Leona didn't even bother to look at each other, turned around and galloped away in the other direction.

This time Noxus just gave a warning, otherwise Crimmans, let alone a soul and a weapon, even the constellation may be torn apart by the other party.

Even if she was at the top of Mount Targon at the time, she could still feel the enormous power of that dark magic.

She had to admit that even if she added Clemens, she would not be a match for that dark magic.

Noxus-Syndra...

A name worth remembering by their protoss.

Above the sky, Leona was not galloping in the direction of Mount Targon, on the contrary, she was heading in the direction of the desert at the moment.

boom!

Facing the yellow sand below, Leona's long sword reappeared in her hands, pointing to the sky without hesitation.

Above the sky, a beam of intense sunlight hundreds of meters wide suddenly slammed down and fell heavily towards the yellow sand below.

"Kill me, Lieyang Priest, death penalty!"

As the voice of the god's decree descended, it was accompanied by the scorching pressure of the blazing sun.

Everything pointed downward, Azir, who was seriously injured and passed out.

boom!

The blazing sun beams fell on the sand surface, and the scorching aftershocks swayed the sand in waves, scattering layer by layer toward the distance.

But seeing such a spectacular scene, Leona was not half happy, instead she frowned.

Once!

Below, a harsh rubbing sound sounded.

As the rays of the scorching sun dissipated, a huge carapace appeared above the desert.

The light beam just now did not even make any traces on this carapace.

And Azir was also preserved because of this carapace.

"Shurima... Rammus!"

A dull voice came from inside the carapace, and two peaceful eyes came out of the carapace, looking at Leona in the sky from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, the ground shook, the surrounding desert swelled inward, and the carapace disappeared with Azir.

"Ramos... hum!"

Leona could feel that when Ramos appeared, there was a demigod-level aura watching her.

If she wanted to pursue, the owner of that breath would not hesitate to drop the attack on her or the Scythe of Judgment.

It's not that she is afraid of the owner of the breath, but that her old friend has been restless recently, and she has no time to spend in Shurima.

"Shurima... I will remember this hatred!"

Leona glanced in the direction of Nerima Jie, turned and turned into a fireball of the blazing sun, heading towards Mount Targon at an extremely fast speed.

And that small town, as if it had been forgotten, returned to its former tranquility again.

Just looking at the fireball passing from the sky, something seemed to disappear in the hearts of the town residents...

It was also at this time that a new guest entered the confines of this small town.

It was a man with a blue scarf and a purple-black sacrificial robe inside.

Chapter end

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