I, Foyego, the most affectionate species in Runeterra

"Boom!"

The temple's dilapidated gate was pushed open with great force from the outside, making an overwhelmed sound.

Seven or eight embarrassed figures rushed in.

Then, the frightened crowd quickly blocked the decaying wooden door again.

The original team of more than ten people was reduced in order to escort Elder Harold to this dilapidated temple.

The remaining few people were full of fear.

The Knoxians' flickering knives and axes had already scared their guts.

Seeing the villagers who get along with each other day and night, they have died tragically under the knives and axes of the Noxans, they are some ordinary villagers, can they not be afraid?

In the temple, a smell of decay filled everyone's noses.

Elder Harold, who was in shock, looked at the mold spots and withered and rotten plants everywhere in the temple, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

Then, Elder Hadro slowly calmed down.

"Alas........"

He sighed softly, as if he had remembered something.

In the blink of an eye, it's been almost thirty years.

I don't know what that girl back then looks like now.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Elder Hadro's eyes, if everything was as the priest had said.

Then she........

I should still be alive.

Thinking of his purpose, Elder Hadro hesitated a little.

Because he does not know whether doing so is a blessing or a curse.

At the end of the day, Harrow hesitated.

"Bang !!"

Suddenly, the decaying wooden door of the temple seemed to have been hit hard, and there was a loud noise.

This voice also directly woke up the hesitant Hadro.

"Quick, Elder!"

"The Noxies are coming!" 487

The remaining villagers stepped forward to try to block the decaying gate.

But it was clear to everyone that it wouldn't last long.

Not to mention whether they can block this gate, it is the rotten wooden door itself, which cannot catch the impact of the Noxians outside the door.

At this moment, Hadro has no time to hesitate.

Thinking of this, Hadro gritted his teeth and walked towards the middle of the temple, where there was a stone platform crawling with dead vines.

With a trembling hand, Hadro took out a magnificent crystal shimmering with a mysterious luster from his arms, and then slowly embedded it in the stone platform.

At this moment, only one thought remained in Hadro's mind.

"That kid..."

"I was also from the village, so I should be able to help us........"

This idea also became a lifesaver for Hadro.

At the same time, the decaying gate of the temple was finally overwhelmed and shattered with a bang.

And the seven or eight young and strong people who blocked the door were also directly knocked out.

At this moment, the crisis has spread to the necks of Hadro and others, will they really be in a desperate situation?

Vaguely, Hadro could even see the cold light flashing with the sharp axe in the hands of the Noxus soldiers outside the door.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, the earth of the temple began to tremble...........

Prechy by Wernali.

The whole city is still immersed in the peace of the past, unaware of the danger approaching.

Elder Rowan sat alone on the edge of Presidian's harbor, looking at the sunset that was about to sink to sea level, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Ten full days have passed since he came to the city of CJCF.

More than a month has passed since Noxus invaded Philol.

Now, the elders of Presidian are still arguing, and they can't even come up with a reliable idea.

There is still a debate over whether to resist.

At this moment, Rowan was completely desperate.

Even the Master Elders of Presidian were like this, who else could save his hometown?

And following Rowan's gaze, you can still vaguely see the people singing and dancing everywhere in Prechdian.

"The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country, and sings the flower of the backyard across the river"

Rowan didn't know this poem, but if he was lucky enough to know it, he would probably feel that this poem is what he is saying at the moment.

The pathos in Rowan's heart at this moment is obviously unknown to few people at this moment.

Even if you know, I am afraid it will be difficult to understand.

Rowan looked at the battleship docked on the shore of Presidian, and a trace of dullness flashed in his eyes.

He knew, of course, that it was from Birgewater's mission.

In the past two days, the Presidian Elders Group warmly received this foreign mission.

The most important reason why this mission has gained fame in Prechdian in recent days is because there is a young white-haired swordsman in the mission.

I heard that this young swordsman was a disciple of the Swift Wind Sword Dao, and his swordsmanship had even surpassed the famous Ionian Elder Suma.

This is surprising to everyone.

Humans themselves are animals that are good at spreading "rumors" and loving "gossip".

This is obviously not exempt from vulgarity in Ionia.

And among the rumors, a famous figure was involved, Elder Suma. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

This makes people more interested in the content of this rumor.

For a while, the limelight of this news even overshadowed the invasion of Philol Island by Noxus.

This also made Rowan even more angry.

In fact, this is not without reason.

Rather than a common alliance of provinces in Ionia, it became a loosely institutionalized state.

Rather, these provinces are just a kingdom barely squeezed together under a common faith, and they don't even have an exact supreme leader.

If anything, then the Spirit of Ionia is their supreme leader.

But in the eyes of most people, the spirit of Ionia is just an ethereal concept, how can it be taken seriously?

It's like.

In the past life, the Middle East YSL countries formed an alliance of the same.

They all believe in pearls in common, and they are on the verge of each other's land.

The same is true of Ionia.

But because of the separation of mountains and the sea, the interior of Ionia was divided into one region after another.

This is much the same as the alliance formed by the YSL countries.

These regions have similar cultures.

Under the principle of the same faith, they can indeed call it a nation.

But because of the geographical distinction, they have the concept of "small collective".

This is like Di 8 Guo will feel angry and sympathetic when he hears that he was beaten by Ah La Guo.

After all, they are countries with the same beliefs under the same alliance, and if necessary, the Di 8 countries will provide all kinds of assistance and solidarity to the countries that will kill him.

But after all, this is not the Di 8 country really beaten, so it will not empathize.

People who really have a sense of the big picture, after all, are only a minority.

In addition, Ionian Kendo is very prosperous, and there are various kendo halls throughout the provinces of Ionia.

Among them, the more famous ones are the Dao of Wuji, the Way of the Swift Wind Sword and so on.......

In between, Elder Suma was undoubtedly a celebrity in the entire Ionia because of his profound kendo.

The daimyo of Swift Wind Kendo is also famous throughout Ionia.

The scandal between Elder Suma and the Swift Wind Sword Dao, which temporarily overshadowed Noxus' invasion of Philol, is also normal.

It's like the scandal of a traffic star in a previous life overshadowed the news that a neighboring country was invaded by a distant country.

It was indeed unexpected and reasonable.

Of course, all this is obviously a little difficult for Rowan, a frustrated person, to accept.

Not long after, Rowan suddenly saw a white-haired young man holding a long sword slowly descending from the ship, and suddenly thought of something.

White-haired, Birjivot, youth, sword-wielding........

It seems that all this is illustrating the identity of youth.

The long-accumulated depression in Rowan's heart seemed to suddenly find a direction to vent.

For a while, anger filled Rowan's brain.

The malice in his heart made him forget for a while, and in the rumors, the other party defeated Elder Suma.

Rowan walked towards the white-haired youth with sinister eyes and stopped in front of the young man.

It had been exactly three days since Foyego had arrived in Ionia with Foxi.

For three days, ask Foyego's feelings.

Then I am afraid that there are only four words to describe it, that is, **** to the extreme.

Yes, Foyego was speechless.

In the realm of Foyego, it is rare that he can break his defense.

First of all, a few days ago, Suma challenged him and was defeated by his sword.

Out of nowhere, it came out of nowhere that he was the "lost heir of the Swift Wind Kendo".

Some people even claim that he is the illegitimate son of a certain generation of Blastwind Kendo masters, and that he has a nose and eyes, and also claims that this statement originated from "Suma himself".

If this is not speechless, then there is something even more speechless.

The news of the invasion of Noxus is already known to everyone, and this gang of elders is actually still discussing, should they resist?

Do not resist, stick your neck out and kill the Noxians?

There are such absurd things in the world, it is simply off the spectrum.

And the reason of the Ionians is also very clear, saying that "there is a guide of the spirit of Ionia".

If before, Foyego was still worried that there was such a thing, this god who feared that the power of the true god would intervene.

Now, then, Foyego is absolutely certain that this "Ionian Spirit" is absolutely incapable of interfering with the material plane.

Or in other words, it is difficult for it to directly attack the Rune Land.

As for the identity of this "Ionian Spirit", Foyego also had a clear guess.

In this way, the "Ionian Spirit" fantasized by the Ionians will bring heavenly punishment to the Noxians, which is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

In this way, in Foyego's view, the actions of the Ionians at this moment are tantamount to slaughter.

However, the Ionians are still happy with this.

This made Foyego speechless and at the same time a little surprised.

Because the Ionian people are so devout in their faith in this "Ionian spirit".

This is obviously not a good thing for Foyego.