When Darius awoke, he found himself back in the barracks, lying on his bed with many bandages.

He sat up in tearing pain, shook his head vigorously, and struggled to remember the last thing he saw before fainting.

The rock wall crumbled, and the huge rock was crushed from nature, as if the sky had fallen, and then ......

And then...... A demonic whisper rang in his ears.

"Darius, you've failed."

Darius looked back, and above the kerosene lamp, a huge scarlet eye made of magic, I don't know when it was there, and the abyss-like vertical pupils were looking at him with a shrunken eye.

The sound came from the eyeball in front of me.

Whoever stared at it like that would surely feel a chill, but Darius was already surprised.

"Commander Svein, there's a reason for that. As you can see, the transcendents of Ionia are like rats in the fortress of the Immortal, suddenly bursting out of a nest. "He had a rough and rustic accent and wasn't as cultured as Svein.

"I know, so I'm asking you to stop attacking Presidian and instead consolidate control over the rest of the region. The Empire's purpose in attacking Ionia was for resources, and now that our purpose has been achieved, when most of Ionia's resources flow into the Empire, then we can expand new battlefields. ”

The crimson eyeballs twitched slightly, and Svein's voice came out clearly.

"But we've lost so many soldiers! I want justice for them! "Darius has a hard time accepting such a loss, although most of the time Svein is right, but some correctness requires him to make concessions and even sacrifices, and he is also a member of the Trifali Council, and he has the right to object!

"We have never been on the side of justice, so how can we say justice? Moreover, the price of eating this cake is too great, and the result can only be more than worth the loss. ”

Boom!

Svein's reply made Darius thump the bed board in annoyance, and he didn't want to leave it at that, and asked angrily:

"Don't you want to kill the woman who cut off your arm?"

"Loyalty to the empire must always take precedence over personal feelings. Maybe I have to thank her? Without her, I wouldn't be where I am now; Without me, there would be no Trefali now; Without Trefary, there would be no mighty Noxus. Darius, this is fate's choice, don't you want to see Noxus grow stronger in our hands? ”

"Without her! Thirteen years ago we had already taken Ionia! Darius roared in pain.

"Impure wars cannot be won forever, and when he set foot on the land of Ionia, Darkwell's purpose in waging war was no longer pure."

Darius was silent and did not strike up a conversation. Then he closed his eyes and said slowly:

"But I've got the eyeliner arranged, and she'll hide it in Presidian. Since Présidian cannot be broken from the outside, then we will dismantle it from the inside. ”

"Whether this method is feasible or not will take time to verify, so you can see for yourself."

The eyeball made a final sound, and then burst like foam and dissipated, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared.

Darius opened his eyes, looked at Presidon on the map, and took a deep breath.

……

Presidine spent several days in a mixed mood.

Although the menacing siege of Noxus was dismantled, the rebels were also severely wounded in the battle, suffering numerous casualties.

The number of Precidian's combatants had shrunk to less than 30,000, and that was still counting the Vastaya, Equilibrium Sect, and Shadowstream reinforcements, which would have been reduced to less than 20,000 if they returned to their respective territories.

However, Noxus seems intent on placing them under house arrest in Preciden.

They sent a large number of scouts to lurk around Presidian, and if any troops moved away from Presidian, they would be attacked by a large number of Noxian troops.

Charlo suffered a loss, and on the way back to Poo, they were attacked by a Noxian army ten times their size, but fortunately they were not far from Presidium.

Those Noxians chased them for kilometers outside the city walls at most, as if they were afraid of the terrifying magical power of the city walls.

Jeno is gathering the heroes of the various stripes to Presidon to prevent them from being defeated by each one, but this also causes them to be unable to leave and forced to be trapped in Presidium, humiliated like captive livestock.

Many people wanted to go back to their respective territories to see what the Noxians had done there, but they were too deep to extricate themselves.

So a multi-party meeting was held, and in the mansion of the Zan family, heroes from all walks of life sat in front of the sand table to discuss the situation.

"After the Battle of Spirits, Noxus did not organize any more armies to attack the city. They seem to have given up on attacking Preciden, and instead focused on consolidating their domination, and according to Jeno's investigation over the past few days, all parts of Ionia have been occupied by Noxus, including those of you in your hometown, except for the monastery of Hirana, far from Navoli, which has not yet fallen. Now it seems that only Presidium is a truly safe place, and only if everyone stays in Presidium can this last paradise be guarded. I know it's cruel to say that, but that's the reality we're facing now......"

Even though Irelia had already said it tactfully, someone was still poked in the sore spot and slapped the table.

"What do you mean by that? My land has been trampled on, my people have been mutilated, but you want us to stay here and help you protect your homeland? I'm sorry, but we're not as great as you humans. ”

Kasumi stood up suddenly, glaring at Irelia, Vastaya is not like Shadow Stream or Equilibrium is a genre, there is a continuity of blood between them and their clan, not that they can be abandoned if they are abandoned.

"Sit down! Discuss this matter slowly! Luo saw that all the bigwigs didn't speak, so Xia stood up and turned her face directly, her face turned pale with fright, and she forcibly pulled Xia back to her place.

"I know your struggle, but this time it's worse than the last time." Irelia grimaced: "There are too many butchers roaming the land of the newborn, and once we leave here, our lives will be in danger. ”

"Why can't we send troops to open up the situation? We have so many transcendents, isn't it easy to win a battle? As long as we get our land back little by little, until all the Noxians are driven out of Ionia, we will all be able to go back to our respective homes...... But none of you want to do that, and all of you are willing to hide behind this wall and wait for it to rot! ”