Chapter 152 Noxian Converts
Clang!
The dark purple token jumped up from the ground and rolled to the feet of the city guards.
“It’s the token of the Leiser Guard Corps.”
The commander of the city guard took the dark purple token picked up by his soldiers, looked at it carefully, and frowned.
He turned sideways and looked at the strong middle-aged man in front of him, but hesitated to speak.
“You want to ask me what to do?” The strong middle-aged man spoke softly, his cold eyes falling on the figure on the eaves of the tavern.
“This is not the capital of Noxus, but Blood Cliff!”
The strong middle-aged man took off the two swords on his back and walked slowly towards the tavern.
“Don’t forget the order from the orderly officer!”
Hearing this, the city guard commander looked annoyed, and finally gritted his teeth and ordered in a solemn voice.
"Pass my order, the criminal pretends to be the Leiser Guard Corps and is executed on the spot!"
"Sir!" As soon as the order was issued, someone from the city guard came out.
Pop!
The commander of the city guard didn't even look at it. He slapped him in the face and looked at the herald with a fierce expression.
"Do you want to issue a second order?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the herald trembled and immediately waved the order flag.
Da da! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
After a moment, the blood-colored armored soldiers who had completed their formation began to take action.
They looked resolute and followed orders, like a bloody wave, continuously attacking the tavern defense.
"Are they crazy?"
Jalal, who heard the order to attack, looked at the bloody armored soldiers who were coming forward with a look of shock and anger.
These guys dared to attack even though they knew his identity. Are they planning to kill and silence him?
"Mouli family!" Jalal's eyes were gloomy, and he felt despair in his heart when he thought of the person in charge behind the scenes.
Poof!
Under the dark night, there was a slight sound breaking through the air.
Jalal's eyes flashed coldly, and he stabbed the back of the sword in his hand, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, with its fangs exposed, stabbing the attacker accurately.
Clang!
The cold light flashed and swords clashed.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying force came along the sword.
Jalal didn't pay attention for a moment, suffered a loss, staggered a little, and almost fell to the ground.
With the firelight around him, he looked at the strong middle-aged man in front of him, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"Extraordinary?"
Before he could continue to ask, the strong middle-aged man launched another offensive, cutting the air with two long knives in his hands, making a sharp whistling sound.
Buzz! Buzz!
Jalal's face twitched, and he only felt bursts of stinging pain, knowing that his opponent was moving very quickly.
He even smelled the strong smell of blood.
"People from the Noxian Legion?"
Jalal suppressed his inner emotions and struck back with his sword.
Clang!
The sharp sword and the two knives clashed again, making a dull sound.
Then the two of them jumped up and crossed each other as fast as lightning. Their terrifying momentum was like an eagle and a violent tiger, fighting desperately over the tavern.
At the same time.
Many bloody armored soldiers poured into the tavern courtyard and began to fight with the soldiers of the Reiser Guard Corps.
The sound of fighting echoed through the sky, echoing in the bustling streets.
Judging from the scene, although there were a large number of soldiers in bloody armor, they were still unable to break through the defense line organized by the soldiers of the Reiser Guard Corps.
Can penetrate Swain's eyes and join the Reese garrison.
These soldiers of the Leiser Guard Corps are definitely not simple people.
They used their superb skills to suppress the offensive of the bloody armored soldiers and defended the tavern courtyard area.
If the number of soldiers in the Leather Guard Corps were a little larger, they might even counterattack the bloody armored soldiers, demonstrating the power of the Leather Guard Corps.
But as time goes by.
The soldiers of the Leiser Guard Corps who were holding on were rapidly depleting their physical strength, and the organized defense line was somewhat shaky.
Poof! puff! puff!
Azure blue light blooms.
Carida held the Hex vinyl gun and shot out streams of blue light from the side hall, harvesting the lives of the bloody armored soldiers and alleviating their decline. But her appearance seemed to ignite the battlefield.
"Is it her?"
The city guard commander commanding from the rear looked surprised when he saw the familiar blue pistol.
Then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
The person the Mouli family is chasing is actually hiding in the Reiser Guard Secret House. No wonder he has never been found.
The commander of the city guard no longer cared about the injuries to his soldiers, and with a wave of his hand, all the soldiers in red armor who were on alert rushed to the tavern.
There is no place to be found after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there.
The target that I had been chasing so hard just appeared in front of me.
The city guard commander has already thought about how to face the Mauli family's accountability afterwards.
As long as you hand this guy over, what awaits you may not be accountability, but a reward.
Bang!
The sharp long knife slashed through the robe and struck the purple inner armor, leaving a mark.
Jalal retreated violently, avoiding the sword that was slashed down again.
"Noxian convert?"
Jalal gasped, his eyes falling on the strong middle-aged man, seeming to recognize his identity.
"As expected, I am a member of the Reese Garrison. You have recognized my identity." The Noxian convert said in a relaxed tone.
Perhaps thinking that the linen clothes outside were too troublesome, he tugged hard and walked towards Jalal shirtless.
"Compared with your comfortable life, we have lived hard in the Ionian Islands for ten years."
The breathing of the Noxian converts became thicker, and there was obvious The air flow surges around the body, as if something is blessing it.
“We listened to the Imperial High Command and spent bloody years in Ionia.”
"Go there, kill that one, for what? The glory of Noxus!"
"Now, let us escape in an extremely embarrassed manner?"
Poof! puff!
The Noxian convert's eyes glowed with blue light, he stepped forward and lowered his swords, cutting out obvious white marks.
Seeing this, Jalal responded calmly, the purple inner armor he was wearing flashed with runes, and he quickly dodged sideways.
But the next moment, the surging air suppressed Jalal's movements.
Clang!
The sword flew into the air, and Jalal groaned.
Then he fell to the ground with a pale look on his face, his hands were torn apart, blood flowed, and he could not get up for a long time.
“I do not accept Swain’s orders!” The Noxian convert stepped over with a cold expression.
"I want revenge for my former partner!"
"Revenge?"
Just when the Noxian converts raised their swords and prepared to cut off Jalal's head when.
A cold and biting sound sounded in my ears.
“Who?”
The Noxian converts looked frightened and angry, as if they were in mortal danger.
Relying on his instinctive reaction, he immediately turned around and swung the knife. The surging air around him surged up like a giant wave, following the force of the knife, it slashed towards the target.
Wow!
However, what greeted him was the red-gold sword light.
Like a waterfall of flames, it chopped down from top to bottom. It first chopped off his double swords, then cut off the surrounding airflow and slit his throat.
"Uh-huh.!"
Under the burning flames, the Noxian convert looked at the flaming figure walking under the night, made a struggling sound, and finally fell to the ground, his body gradually burned away.
Huo Jixing casually glanced at the ashes on the ground and walked towards Jalal, who had staggered to his feet.
"Leave me alone, Kalida is in the backyard of the tavern." Jalal spoke quickly, pointing to the courtyard that was about to be flooded by the blood wave.
Huo Jixing nodded slightly, bathed in the fire of Nanli, and rushed to the backyard with a cold expression.
As he walked, scorching flames ignited in the air, like a flaming dragon swimming in the tavern.
Every target encountered is melted into the flames, unstoppable.
Soon, this night attack battle ended, leaving burning corpses all over the ground.
In the surrounding streets and alleys, there were many bloody armored soldiers running around in panic, trying to avoid the flaming demon behind them.
Fortunately, they found that the flames were gradually extinguishing, so they stopped.
(End of this chapter)