The Glory of Noxus

On the stone bridge between the Silver Bulwark and Mithril City Prison.

A back-to-back chase is going on.

Outlaws and ruthless marauders took advantage of the panic of the soldiers and the narrow stone bridge terrain to pursue and kill the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia.

This important road that once connected the two fortresses has now become a bloody battlefield.

Red blood covered the stone bridge, and the screams and wails of the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia echoed in the sky.

Even though they were fully prepared, they still lost to Silas and the Winter's Claw tribe. They paid a heavy price for this, and many of their companions fell in a pool of blood.

And outlaws and ruthless looters will not let this opportunity pass by.

They blended in behind the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia and launched an offensive with ferocious expressions, making sure to deal a fatal blow to the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia when they retreated.

Woohoo! Woohoo!

The biting cold wind blew across the stone bridge, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and death.

This only passage turned into a place of purgatory, and the courage and faith of the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia were severely tested in this battle.

Death is sometimes not scary,

The scary thing is the human heart.

Fortunately, Demacians adhere to the principles of hard work, self-discipline, and diligence.

They help each other and try their best to survive in this melee.

On the other side of the stone bridge.

The gate to the Mithril City Prison has been opened.

The only remaining company of the Dauntless Vanguard is forming its formation, preparing to fend off the outlaws and ruthless marauders.

Many embarrassed and panicked soldiers from the Kingdom of Demacia poured into the Mithril City Prison to escape from this brutal battle.

But behind the stone bridge, more soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia were being infected by blood in the retreating wave.

Faced with the killings of lawless gangsters and ruthless looters, they could only continue to retreat, trying to maintain their formation, but the casualties continued to increase.

"damn it!"

Galen wiped the blood from his face and his expression condensed.

If this continues, all the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia will not be able to retreat to the prison, and many of them will become victims in the pursuit.

"Diadoru, Sabato!" Galen roared angrily.

"Bring two shield formations and follow me to the back."

After hearing Galen's order, Diadoru and Sebato exchanged injuries for injuries, quickly killed the lawbreakers in front of them, and followed Galen's pace.

Behind him is a fearless vanguard soldier with a firm gaze and a cold expression.

The bloody tides rise one after another, and the silver shield array bravely greets them.

Galen led Diadoru and others to form a tight formation and move to the back to resist the pursuit of lawless gangsters and ruthless plunderers.

This is their responsibility and their belief.

"I misjudged the power of Silas and the Demonic One, and also misjudged the strength of the Ruthless Marauders." Galen thought silently in his heart.

He looked at the fanatical outlaws and the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia who were being massacred.

The brutality of this battle exceeded his expectations, and it reminded him of his previous failure in hunting down Silas.

They were unprepared at the time and failed to bring Silas to justice, allowing him to escape and trigger the catastrophe of the war.

But this time with prior information.

They mobilized the Fearless Vanguard Legion and Demon Searcher Legion in advance, but they still suffered a disastrous defeat.

Galen knew that he must take responsibility for this and must do his best to prevent this battle from getting worse.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Perhaps sensing Galen's thoughts, the heavy steel crossbow on the prison wall roared.

Black rain fell, and crossbow arrows as thick as arms nailed the criminals to the bridge. Their flesh and blood were broken, and corpses were everywhere.

Boom! Boom!

Ice Teeth shuttled back and forth on the stone bridge, trampling and killing the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia.

When Fleina saw Galen preparing to form a formation, she immediately came riding Ice Fang.

The mountain-like Juvask wild boars carried the biting cold wind and trampled the corpses, as if they were hit by an out-of-control heavy truck.

Galen stepped forward to meet him with firm steps.

He knew that he could not retreat and let the Mithril City prison fall into chaos.

There is no room for error in the Misilver City prison behind it, where many demon-tainted people and imperial criminals are imprisoned.

Once it is lost, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Winter's Claws will weed out the weak!"

Fleina's eyes were cold, and she slashed at Galen with the bone blade in her hand, clashing with the silver broadsword.

Sonorous! Sonorous! Sonorous!

The terrifying power of the two set off transparent ripples, centered on the two, spreading to all directions, and the sharp sounds continued.

Da da! Da da!

Until the end, Galen couldn't help but retreat, his resolute face turned red and his arms trembled.

Sebato beside him raised his shield in time to resist the sharp fangs of Ice Teeth.

"Don't even think about escaping, you will be buried here."

Brocvall swung his giant sword to kill the fearless Vanguard Legion soldiers who were blocking him. Blue ice filled the air and condensed the fallen corpses.

Galen's steps were heavy, and the wave in front of him almost submerged the stone bridge.

But he couldn't retreat, and not all the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia behind him had retreated into the prison.

"Cheer up!" Galen shouted.

"We're holding on for a while."

As soon as Galen finished speaking, his eyes tightened, and he was greeted by streaks of blue sword light.

He saw that the hilt of this broad sword was inlaid with a pale ice crystal, which was shining brightly, and the blade was covered with a layer of frost that was cold and unbridled.

The magic emanating from that ice crystal was something Galen had never seen before.

It is primitive, fierce, and only releases a part of its power, but this part of the power is enough to solidify the stone bridge.

"Zhenbing, Hanbing bloodline!" Galen's heart sank.

He looked at the tall clan warriors holding broad swords, and the Iceborn warriors behind him who also held smaller Perfect Ice weapons.

Sonorous!

The winter sigh fell, and the sharp frost penetrated the armor made of Demacia steel.

Then Galen felt waves of weakness coming over him, and a bone-chilling chill spread throughout his body.

"They keep coming!"

Diadoru's voice was low, his resolute face was covered with blood, and his beard had turned red.

"Huhu! Let's just keep fighting!"

Galen endured the bone-chilling cold, took a deep breath, and stared at the endless outlaws and ruthless plunderers.

"Don't be distracted! Crownguard brat!"

Brokvall held Winter Sigh in his hand and pressed on it again.

He swung a fatal blow directly, and while rushing forward, Dongtan roared and cut through the air, leaving a trail of ice mist.

"Are you going to use Mithril City Prison as your final defense?"

Silas came slowly, looking at the stone bridge that turned into a bloody purgatory, and Galen who fell behind.

Then he moved his eyes and looked at a slim figure wearing a blue hood and holding a golden cane on the city wall.