Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"RUN! RUN!! Tell everyone, drop everything, run!!!"

Maj and Scott ran back to the tribe as fast as they could, shouting as hard as they could.

Hearing the shouts of the two, all the members of the Frostbear Tribe ran out.

Living in the Freljord, it is inevitable that they will encounter some disasters. They have long developed the instinct to deal with crises.

No one doubted the words of Ma Jie and Scott. They were the pillars of the tribe and would not lie on such a serious topic.

A group of female warriors took the lead, led by Kaina, who had quarreled with Ma Jie before, and led the children of the tribe to rush towards the distance.

They don't need to know what is found in the rear, they just need to run desperately to a safe place, they are the future of the tribe.

At this time, there is no need for Ma Jie and Scott to say too much. Most people have already seen that the mountains in the north are completely rendered in purple.

And those purple monsters are already less than a few kilometers away from them.

If they don't run away, they can only be buried in the beast tide.

Groups of people ran south from the tribe, and they didn't dare to bring any extra items except weapons.

Whether it is food or water, or any heirlooms, it will slow down the speed of escape at this moment, and even life will be lost.

It is simply that the Freljord people have been accompanied by disasters all year round, so they can gather in a very short time and flee to the distance.

The Frostbear tribe had just run for 5 minutes. When they looked back, they were already desperate to find that the previous tribe's resident had been completely covered in purple.

The towering frost bear banner has been submerged by those monsters, and it can no longer see its original appearance.

Seeing this scene, they ran even faster.

But no matter how they ran, they could only find in despair that the distance between the purple wave behind them and them was getting closer.

"Ma Jie, run with the rest of the tribe!"

A burly old man with pale temples spoke. He is the patriarch of the Frostbear tribe, Frostbear.

This name can only be used by the patriarchs of the past.

"From today onwards, you are the Frostbear of the Horde."

As he spoke, he stopped and turned around with a group of elderly women, children and warriors.

Ma Jie gritted his teeth, and didn't even dare to look back, he could only run wildly with tears in his eyes.

He knew that the choice made by the Frostbear patriarch actually had no meaning, and it might not stop the purple monsters in their tracks.

But at the same time, he also knew that with the old bodies of the patriarch and others, there was no hope of running past the purple monster.

The purpose of their choice is not to let themselves become a drag, so that young people like them can run faster.

Of course, if possible, they would also use their physical bodies to delay time for them.

"Come on, beasts!"

Frost Bear threw off the thick clothes on his body, his old eyes were full of fear, he pulled out the twin axes from his waist, and went straight to meet the purple monsters.

Around them, the rest of the people either took up weapons or were unarmed, all with determination on their faces, making almost the same choice.

boom! ! !

The purple wave collided with Frost Bear and others.

Except for Frost Bear who killed nearly four purple monsters by relying on his strength, the rest of them were submerged by the incoming insect swarm without even breaking a wave.

The screams from behind gradually subsided, letting Scott and Ma Jie who were running ahead know that Frost Bear and the others had been wiped out.

They each clenched their fists, secretly vowing in their hearts that they would avenge the old patriarch.

But at the same time, they moved forward faster.

The elders of the tribe sacrificed their lives, and they must not let this down.

After running like this for half an hour, the faces of Ma Jie and Scott, from the firm will at the beginning, now only show numbness and despair.

After half an hour of running wildly, they didn't distance themselves from the purple monsters, but got closer.

In terms of physical strength, they still have a lot, but at this moment they have caught up with the children's army led by the female warrior.

If they choose to sprint with all their strength, they will inevitably give up the hope of the tribe's future, which is something they cannot accept no matter what.

"You guys run, we can't die here together."

Kena, who led the children's troop, had a relieved face and sad eyes, and finally glanced at her husband Ma Jie:

"If you can run out, find a better woman than me, and continue the Frost Bear Tribe."

Hearing this, Ma Jie's eyes turned red:

"Go and find a better one. If you die, everyone will die together, and you won't be able to escape anyway!"

Seeing Kaina and the others stop, he also simply stopped, glanced back at Scott, and shouted angrily:

"Scott, you and Gemal live a good life!"

"Ma Jie! If we die together, you think we can run away?"

"That's right, the mountains and plains are covered in purple. They've recognized us. At worst, we'll be eaten together."

Both Scott and Gemal didn't listen to Ma Jie's words, they stopped and stood by his left and right.

The other members of the Frostbear Tribe also stopped and stood still.

They all saw the sacrifice of the Frostbear patriarch

.

If there is hope, everyone is willing to carry that hatred and live until the day of revenge.

But now, since hope is slim, the Frostbear Tribe will never die on their knees!

"Okay, since that's the case!"

Ma Jie closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Facing the approaching insect swarm, he opened his eyes and shouted:

"Frost Bear Tribe, the final charge!!!"

"rush!!!"

"..."

The sound of shouting and killing sounded.

Regardless of whether it was boys or girls, none of the Frost Bear Tribe was discouraged, and launched the final charge against the swarm.

Although in the end, they just stopped the entire bug swarm for a few seconds.

But none of the Frostbear Tribe chose to be caught up and die from the back, all of them chose to die from the front...

And after running over the Frost Bear Tribe, the swarm of insects made of ethereal spirits continued to spread outward, as if they were tireless and endless.

Wherever they passed, even the ice and snow that had not melted for thousands of years began to melt gradually.

Everywhere you go, there is nothing clean.

"In the 1000th year of the Noxus calendar, all the Frostbear tribe died in battle. They died on the front line of fighting against the void. No one was spared, and no one retreated..."

The Ice Sea in the northern Freljord.

Thousands of meters long crow wings stretch across the sky, hundreds of millions of crows are flying all over the sky, and giant red and black steel ships are lined up one after another.

With such a grand lineup, it stands to reason that it is unstoppable in Runeterra.

But in just half a day of fighting, Noxus has already retreated 5 kilometers.

Although the distance is not much, it also means that they are powerless.

In front of the Noxus fleet, there was almost endless purple.

All kinds of void creatures almost filled the entire land, and they rushed towards them like they didn't want their lives.

And those hundreds of millions of crows are also doing death dives, just to take away the void creatures who want to move forward.

Above the sky, the space battleship driven by Swain was almost fully fired, and the demon artillery blasted towards the ground one after another.

Every time the coverage is huge, it can blow up a large blank.

But it was only a moment before it was filled by others.

At this moment, even on Swain's face, there was a rare trace of fatigue.

Just now, he also received news from the Heart of Noxus.

"Has Nerzayag been broken through... Avarosa... Winter's Claw... I hope your strength can be stronger than your mouth."