lol: Bind Syndra at the start

The rushing sandstorms became increasingly fierce, like countless tiny razors, torturing every Noxian warrior.

Tiny wounds appeared on Anbesa's face and hands.

But she stubbornly gritted her teeth and chose not to trigger the 'demon defeat'.

This device has its limits. If you use it without even seeing a person, what will happen when you're fighting face to face?

And she also secretly guarded against the Black Rose assassin.

The last assassination in the room was still fresh in her memory. The failure of the high-ranking member of that organization meant that more difficult opponents would appear.

Maybe...she is watching from a distance right now.

......

LeBlanc looked at the rising smog and the Noxians trapped in it.

Behind her... Jinx, Sevica and the others kept a distance from her, their eyes completely absorbed by the situation on the battlefield.

Zaun's geographical location in this world is not remote, but from the perspective of strength, as the background of two seasons of animation, Zaun and Piltover are indeed the "suburbs" within the "suburbs".

The immature Hextech is still far from developing the killer weapon called Hextech Dragon in LOR. With only small toys like Hextech gloves and Hextech "cannon staff", Piltover may not be able to defeat a village in Ionia.

As for Zaun... Anbesa may have been wrong about many things, but she was not really wrong about this one.

If the people of Zaun had the power to overthrow Piltover, they would have done it eight hundred years ago.

Therefore...it was the first time for Sevika, Jinx and others to witness this kind of "battle between gods".

The initial charge of the Noxian warriors had already made them feel heavy breathing, but now they found that it was just the lowest level operation of the day.

"Is this the power of darkness?"

Jinx muttered.

Issa looked up at this moment and told her, "This is not the power of darkness."

She actually has a say in this, because the power that Shujian uses is darkness.

"This is Janna's power." Sevika seemed to have read books about the goddess of storms.

The rushing wind made her feel that she saw hope for Zaun's future.

The goddess of storms is a true patron saint. After all, she demonstrated this with her own life hundreds of years ago.

For Zaun today, nothing can be more helpful than having one more "God".

As long as Janna is here, the morale and spirit of the people of Zaun will not be dispersed!

This is the power of religion and faith.

Theocracy always makes many complicated things become extremely simple.

No matter how much hostility there is between the people of Piltover and Zaun, as long as Janna gives the oracle... no one dares to go against the gods.

But to the disappointment of the people of Zaun, the rushing wind did not last long.

The haze hadn't even completely dissipated yet, but the wind had slowly become gentler from its harshness.

The suppressed torrent of steel slowly stepped out of the 'quagmire'. Anbesa, with fine scars on her body, stood at the forefront, like the sharpest spear.

She raised her arms high and shouted to the Noxian warriors behind her:

"The enemy is just ahead, crush her!"

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

The Noxian war cry completely shattered the last breeze.

They turned into a torrent again, as if to break down all obstacles in their way.

About tens of meters away from them, Sindra's figure was floating quietly half a meter above the ground.

The slender figure looks isolated and helpless, and the flying white hair makes the back view even more "desolate".

Especially compared with the opponent's powerful Noxian torrent, Syndra at this time was like a glass vase that could be crushed at any time.

"We have to help her."

Unable to bear it any longer, Jinx shouted to LeBlanc in front of her.

She herself had already lifted up the fish bones.

She wasn't sure if her missiles could stop the horrific torrent, but she felt she should at least do something.

LeBlanc turned around, her amber eyes sweeping across the faces of these ignorant Zaun people.

No one understands Sindra's power better than her!

After all, she herself was an eyewitness.

The scene of lifting the entire island and then smashing it into the depths of the ocean still frightened her when she recalled it even after such a long time.

"Humans will never be able to understand the power of God, but you are lucky, at least you can see it."

LeBlanc said and looked towards the battlefield again.

The terrifying torrent, led by Anbesa, had already reached Sindra. The cautious Anbesa roared...

A luminous green light emanated from her armor, and the Noxian warriors behind her followed suit, activating their demon-destroying devices.

The nearly 100-meter-long team instantly turned into a giant python emitting a bright green light.

At this moment, the 'giant python' showed its fangs to its prey - Anbesa suddenly jumped up, and her amazing physical fitness allowed her to reach a height of ten meters.

With the help of the Defeating Demon, she had no thoughts of defending herself at all.

She now only wanted to taste the regret and blood of these 'powerful individuals'.

Countless Noxian warriors jumped up along with Anbesa, and from a distance it looked like a giant python raising its head.

then......

Sindra gently raised her arm and pointed a finger at the python's head.

'Weng'

A gloomy atmosphere began to vibrate.

A dark orb surrounding Syndra flew out at this moment.

It wasn't fast enough that the Noxians had already finished charging by the time it arrived.

They fell from a great height, carrying with them a tremendous force and delivering their strongest blow.

then.

'boom'

The moment the Dark Orb came into contact with Anbesa's weapon, the world seemed to freeze for a frame.

"retreat."

Sindra uttered a word.

The moment the words fell, the giant snake's teeth were instantly broken.

And this is just the beginning.

When the other two dark orbs appeared, the previously powerful torrent of steel seemed to have hit an irresistible wall.

Syndra waved again.

The power of darkness completely crushed the situation in an instant.

Three dark orbs lingered together, and invisible power twisted and surged between them.

Finally, it turned into a ring-shaped dark purple diffusion.

Every Noxian warrior who touched the darkness was instantly blown away.

The previous charge, roar, and momentum.

At this moment, it seems like a joke.

Chapter 401 Participation is the Key

As the 'only' audience present.

Jinx and the others witnessed the "miracle" that LeBlanc mentioned up close.

In terms of visual effects and the volume of voices aroused, Syndra's attack this time was not as "outrageous" as in Ionia.

After all, the last time she took action, she was more trying to vent the grievances and resentment that had been sealed away.

And this time...Sindra knew that Lion didn't want Piltover and Zaun, which he had worked so hard to bring together, to become ruins of collapse.

But even if the darkness has been restrained, it is still a great power that ordinary people have never seen before.

Jinx silently put down her fishbone, placed her hands on the muzzle of the gun, and placed her chin on it.

She was afraid that her mouth would drop open in surprise, which would make her look like a fool.

After this thought came to her mind and she had completed the preparations, Jinx saw Vi out of the corner of her eye.

The latter opened his mouth unconsciously...

Ok.

Like a fool indeed!

LeBlanc is one of the front row spectators, and compared to the laymen in the back, she is an expert in understanding the ins and outs of the matter.

Syndra's island sinking in Ionia showed the power of darkness;

Now, using the catharsis of darkness to interrupt the process of the steel torrent shows that darkness can be controlled.

Powerful forces are not uncommon in the Rune Universe. After all, rune fragments and various forbidden techniques have never faded from the history of this world.

But powerful and controllable power is definitely rare in this world.

I won't talk about the rune fragments...

Even the power of ascension that once supported the glory of ancient Shurima will, to a certain extent, undergo "unpredictable" transformations on those who receive the power.

Otherwise, do the dog-headed and crocodile creatures become inhuman and unmovable because they have some kind of fetish for those animals?

As for the person she had always feared and avoided, he had truly tortured himself to death in pursuit of power.

But look at the efforts and sacrifices those people made in pursuit of power, as well as their final fate and ending;

Then look at Syndra, floating in the air ahead, gently swinging her arms...

Leblanc suddenly believed in the ideas once proposed by a faction of ancient witchcraft that had been eliminated by the times.

That faction has an almost paranoid worship of numerology. They believe that some people are destined to succeed by their birth destiny.

If you use secret witchcraft to steal the fate of those who have a destiny against the will of heaven before they grow up, you can inherit their fate.

And then... they started to operate.

After a long time of trying to figure out what was going on, a group of people finally chose a suitable candidate.

The good news is that their philosophy is right; some people seem destined for greatness.

But the bad news is that their ideas are so correct that when they covet the other party's fate, the latter will turn around and destroy them.

LeBlanc did not experience that era, but she felt that group of people might be targeting people like Syndra and Lion.

And that group of people just used their lives to screen her.

When encountering such an existence, trying to replace it is almost like embarking on a two-way race with death.

But if you know that they are destined to be brilliant, then following them is actually a better and safer choice.

LeBlanc felt that she was very wise, and all the previous setbacks seemed to be paving the way for this moment.

Because it was those failures that made her realize that in the long development of a career, choices are more important than hard work!

After feeling an inexplicable sense of pride in her heart, Leblanc looked back at the battlefield.

She still remembered the 'blasphemy' that Anbesa had shown towards the Black Rose when she assassinated him that night!

Now...she was curious about what expression Anbesa had.