lol: Bind Syndra at the start

"You mean cruel?"

"Uh...that's what they all say." Seti was a little embarrassed.

"Because they are human. From what I know, many Vastaya regard her as a hero. In their eyes, Purple Crow is no less powerful than Irelia."

"So what do you think?" Sett suddenly asked the crucial question. "Between the vastaya and the humans, whose side are you on?"

The woman was silent for a moment. "I'm standing my ground."

She looked at Seti and said, "Lian once told me something."

"What?"

"I am against my brother, my brother and I are against the Vastaya, my brother, I and the Vastaya are against the Noxians..." The woman said in a deep voice: "I think he is right.

"If we don't want Noxus to occupy this place, humans and vastaya must learn to unite, even if it's just temporarily!"

Having said this, she sensed a familiar breath.

"Kunlong's aura..."

But then the woman's smile turned into panic. She said to her son, whose perception was inferior to hers, "The magic order ahead is all messed up. I sensed the aura of the fire that night is interfering with the magic!"

Chapter 214: War Begins, War Begins, War Begins

The woman's figure ran nimbly among the woods.

Sett couldn't learn his mother's agility, but the savagery inherited from his other side allowed him to keep up with his mother in a slightly clumsy way.

When the ancient forest finally came to an end, the scenery ahead suddenly became clear.

Seti saw a vast plain where plants grew wildly.

This kind of scenery is hard to come by even in Barue. The bright flowers are like bright paints, painting the entire picture with colorful colors.

At the end of the plain are towering mountains, through the gaps in the mountains you can glimpse the scene on the other side.

The scenery on the other side was still picturesque, and the magical aura coming towards him made Sett feel lighter.

But at this moment...something that doesn't belong in this exquisite painting seems to be mixed into it.

Sett saw huge machines at the end of his sight. The style of those things was completely different from that of Ionia. Every line of them was the tampering and oppression of natural products by human will.

"The Noxians have arrived!"

Seti yelled at his mother.

His original intention was to remind his mother to slow down, or at least wait for him to get ahead to protect her.

But the woman increased her speed even further, and her whole body seemed to be floating on the grass.

The overflowing magic made her lavender hair shine with spots of light, and sharp claws seemed to appear on her slender fingers.

The approach of the two figures alerted the Vastaya people near the mountain.

When Seti was about to approach the foot of the mountain, he saw several figures jumping down from nearby and surrounding him and his mother.

He immediately slowed down and looked at the Vastaya people of various sizes with vigilance.

But the woman did not stop, she continued to rush forward at that speed.

Then he suddenly turned towards one of the figures.

"Does the invitation from that year still count?"

A woman's voice echoed in the wind.

The figure that was closing in was stunned for a moment, and then a smile of surprise appeared on the feathered face, "It's you!"

"it's me......"

The woman spread her hands, revealing furry ears in her lavender hair.

This characteristic puts everyone around you at ease.

It is easy for Vastaya to disguise themselves as humans, but it is impossible for humans to disguise themselves as Vastaya.

Those inferior imitations of humans are nowhere near as beautiful as their natural 'organs'.

"This is..." The feathered Vastaya looked at Seti, "Your son?"

"Yes."

"With that guy?"

"Yes."

"..." After a moment of silence, the feathered Vastaya finally spoke, "At least he inherited your Vastaya traits. This proves that Vastaya bloodline won't be affected by the inferior blood of humans."

The woman was not angry about this.

She knew the character of the Vastaya.

If this group of people survived in human society for three days, they would probably offend half of the people in the village or town.

But she is different. Her experience in human society has taught her that when she needs help from others, she must learn to lower her head.

The woman glanced at Seti out of the corner of her eye.

She was afraid that her reaction would make her son angry.

But she was relieved that Seti did not bring his bad temper from the boxing ring here.

The feathered Vastaya had no ability to read expressions. She spoke to herself, "It's a pity you came at the wrong time. A group of foreign humans suddenly appeared near us not long ago..."

"In addition to the fire crossbows, these people also have those evil throwing weapons!"

She said this and stepped aside.

So that the woman and Seti can better see the situation ahead.

The war has not officially started yet.

But the Noxians had already delivered their greeting gift.

A cannonball mixed with alchemical flames was thrown from a distance and landed not far from the mountain.

The alchemical flame, which only appeared once in the background story, was used extensively by the Noxians in this universe. This long-range throwing method may weaken the concentration of the alchemical flame to a certain extent.

But its evil will not diminish at all. Instead, it will become more terrifying because of the range of the shells.

The vastaya had never seen such evil flames, and besides their ability to incinerate rock, they also released thick smoke.

This smoke will disrupt the rules of magic and affect Kunlong at the top of the mountain.

The woman looked ahead for a moment, then set her sights on the mountain. "It's very unstable right now."

The Kunlong on the top of the mountain is made up of several huge rocks that are bigger than houses. They are suspended in the air high above the ground and rotate at a certain fixed frequency.

These Kunlong were snatched from humans by the Vastaya.

Humans use them to control natural magic.

The Vastaya discovered another use for it. They placed the collected Kunlong in magically barren locations. The existence of these megalithic formations would slowly restore the barren environment to its former vitality.

For example, the place under their feet was a barren and abandoned battlefield two years ago.

But now it has become fertile land suitable for the survival of the Vastaya people.

The stockpiled natural magic directly improves the surrounding environment.

"Because of those humans!" A nearby Vastaya whispered, "They want to force us to leave, but Vastaya will never compromise!"

"So you're ready for war?" the woman looked at the feathered Vastaya.

The latter hesitated for a moment, but soon his eyes became firm, "If they want to fight, then fight!

"Purple Crow has gone to the front to negotiate. If these humans insist on provoking a dispute, we will make them taste the bitterness of defeat."

"Now that they're here, they won't leave easily..." Seti suddenly interrupted, "I think you can use this time to plan your strategy."

"You don't know Purple Crow's reputation. Many humans tremble with fear at the mere mention of her name. She fought all the way from Yunzhi to here, scaring away countless ignorant humans."

The nearby Vastaya people seem to have a strange worship for the Purple Crow.

"But they are Noxians, they are not afraid of a vastaya..."

"Have you been around humans for so long that you've forgotten who you really are?!"

Setti's exhortation was interrupted by nearby vastaya, who believed there was a traitor among them.

In this extreme vastaya gathering place, no one will say a word for humans.

"Whether they are Ionians or Noxians, humans are inherently greedy and cowardly..."

Prejudicial words kept pouring into Sett's ears.

But he knew why he came.

After taking a deep breath, he decided to calm down and 'wake up' these stubborn Vastaya.

However, almost at the same time, another artillery fire streaked across the quiet sky.

A loud whistle suddenly sounded from the front.

The flying Vastaya flew overhead, their voices becoming shrill due to the rushing wind.

"War, war, war! Let these humans know what happens if they anger the Vastaya!"

"You have two choices now!" The feathered vastaya looked at Sett with a warning glare. "Fight alongside me, or return to where you came from. The humans won't let you go just because you speak for them."

Chapter 215 Luo

Broken clouds blocked out the sunlight, and dark shadows spread across the lawn and forest.

And at the end of the shadows, the Noxian army began to advance.

The dull footsteps gathered together, like muffled thunder from the ground.

After the feathered Vastaya said this, he turned around and transformed into a bird-like figure. His gorgeous wings spread out from behind his arms and suddenly rushed into the clouds.

As for the other Vastaya who gathered around, after warning Sett with their eyes, they immediately rushed to the front battlefield.

That single, air-shaking cannonball was only the beginning of a wave of destructive, human creations that continued to appear in the skies above Ionia.

They passed through countless traps set by the Vastaya on the ground, and then fell randomly near the mountain.

The first round of projectiles did not kill any of the Vastaya.

Their nimble movements allow them to predict the landing of shells and dodge them easily.

This is why they have always had the upper hand in previous disputes with humans.

As long as every Vastaya can grow up normally, he or she can play the role of a human elite on the battlefield.

But this time...their opponents are the Noxians.

Pale green flames ignited from each falling shell. Their density was far less than the previous fire in Barue. After engulfing an area of ​​several meters in diameter, they quickly faded and died out completely.

But as their sparks blossomed everywhere, Sett discovered the Noxians' true purpose.

Thick smoke rose from the places where the flames were extinguished. This smoke that could affect the laws of magic was their real weapon.

He had taken a few puffs of the smoke-mixed air.

I still remember the feeling of my lungs being burned by fireworks.

And when you are moving, such as running away or flying, this feeling will be infinitely magnified.

It felt like the whole person was surrounded by fireworks, and an illusory flame was burning every inch of the body from the inside out.

Sett looked up at the vastaya flying in the sky.

They did not retreat because of the thick fog and smog. On the contrary, at the call of a leader, they took the initiative to integrate themselves into the thick smoke.

The sky is the home turf of the Vastaya people. They are accustomed to seizing control of the sky first after the war begins, and then attacking humans from top to bottom.

But there's still the problem...their opponents are the Noxians.

Sett never fears a fight.

But he knew that walking into an enemy trap was not a sign of bravery.

"They fell into the Noxian trap. This smoke will make those Vastaya who have the ability to fly lose their combat effectiveness..."

At this moment, he suddenly understood what Ryan once said: the war of information runs through the entire war.

This group of Vastaya people were so determined to "die" because they lacked understanding of the Noxians and the alchemical fire.