Azir could not care about Moody, but Moody couldn't ignore the two sand soldiers that Azir had summoned at hand, especially under the solar disk.

Silver Wolf Knight Moody can be regarded as a rare high-end combat power in the Storm Plains, and it is definitely much more than the average hero-level powerhouse, even if it is a hero in the League of Legends, it must be paid attention to, but Moody did not take Azir to heart for his contempt for Azir, because he knew that fighting here, he would definitely not be Azir's opponent, even if other heroes came, it was impossible to beat Azir who stood on top of the Sun Temple.

Therefore, in the face of the two sand soldiers, Moody did not choose to attack, but kept dodging and retreating into the distance, as long as the sand soldiers stayed away from Azir's side, Moody was confident that he could solve it in an instant.

Unfortunately, the Sand Soldiers were not fooled at all, and if Moody retreated too far, the Sand Soldiers would stop the pursuit and not be out of Azir's control at all. Moreover, as long as the Sand Soldier guards the solar disc from attack, it doesn't matter if Moody's life or death happens.

"Sure enough, there's no way to get a beat in front of these monsters." Moody shook his head and thought, and then, slowly pulled out his scimitar, like his own mount, the giant wolf, this scimitar is also silver, as clean and thorough as water, without any impurities, if placed in the exhibition hall, it is definitely a beautiful work of art, but when it is held in the hands of the silver wolf knight, it becomes a murder weapon that kills countless people.

"Kill!" Moody let out a low snort, and the silver wolf that sat down let out a wolf howl as if it were in line with his heart, and then rushed towards the two sand soldiers. Even during the charge, the Silver Wave was able to move in a "Z" curve, and the Silver Wolf's way of advancing made it impossible for the Sandman to lock on to Moody's next move.

"Sure enough, it is the only dignity left in the Storm Plains, but unfortunately, this last dignity is also going to disappear, and the most ridiculous thing is that although it is my hand that kills you, it is your master, those corrupt tribal leaders, who drive all this." Azir glanced back at Moody, the Silver Wolf Knight, and said with pity.

As the tribal leaders of the Storm Plains became more and more mediocre, the reputation of the wolf cavalry who had repeatedly performed in battle among the people at the bottom became higher and higher, which made those tribal leaders see the threat, so they would send them to Shurima, trying to make all these wolf cavalry lose here, and at the same time, Shurima's vitality was greatly damaged and he was unable to invade the Storm Plains, but this hope is very beautiful, but the reality is very cruel.

The battlefield of the wolf cavalry should be the grassland, even if Azir's ascension ceremony is successful, fighting against the wolf cavalry on the grassland, the victory or defeat is five or five, but now he is sent to the desert, which is no different from sending him to death, once Azir succeeds, then, the Storm Plains will not have any power to stop the army of Shurima. This is also the reason why the Storm Plains is declining more and more, the top floor has decayed, and the bottom floor will definitely live in dire straits, then, this edifice is not far from collapsing.

Of course, the Silver Wolf Knight Moody knew that this was a mission with no return, but he still came, but before he came, he had already disbanded the wolf cavalry, and those who came with him were brothers who planned to live and die with him.

"Kill." Moody roared again, as if trying to vent all his anger, and the silver scimitar in his hand emitted a faint silver glow, like a piece of moonlight, and the dazzling light even obscured the light of Shurima's sun at noon.

The silver moonlight-like knife sprinkled on a sand soldier, and the spear in the sand soldier's hand was like a poisonous snake stabbing at the giant wolf under Moody, everyone knew that most of the wolf cavalry's ability was on the giant wolf under him, so the best way to engage the wolf cavalry was to kill and kill the giant wolf and make it lose its speed advantage.

Of course, Moody's silver giant wolf will not be easily injured, and at the same time as the spear stabs, it has already jumped high, but the direction in which the silver wolf jumps is not in a straight direction, so it can only expose its abdomen in front of the enemy, so the direction in which the silver giant wolf jumps is the oblique side of the sand soldier, so that Moody's silver scimitar is very comfortable to sweep towards the sand soldier.

The Sand Soldier's attack missed, and he was greeted by Moody's scimitar, which rained down on the Sand Soldier's head like a moonlight, and he had no time to defend or dodge. Unfortunately, there was not only one, but two sand soldiers, one of whom was responsible for the offensive and the other for the defense.

Bite~

A crisp sound of metal collision came, just like a wind chime, a spear appeared in front of Moody's scimitar, although the sand soldier blocked Moody's knife, but the huge force could not be counteracted, only to see that the spear in the hand of the sand soldier was easily split in two, and the sand soldier was also slashed by this knife and flew out, dragging a long scratch on the ground, and flew directly out of the scope of the temple.

Just as Moody was about to take advantage of the victory to chase down and take out another sand soldier, the solar disc suddenly flashed, and a huge energy projectile flew out and shot towards Moody.

The moment the energy bomb flew out, Moody felt a tingling of his scalp, and the fireball like a small sun made people feel sour just by looking at it, and Moody had no doubt that if he was hit, he would definitely burn directly to ashes.

"Retreat." Moody whispered to the silver giant wolf below him, although he knew that he would definitely die, but he would not be so rigid and fight for an attack that he would never be able to deal with.

It's just that the fireball seems to recognize Moody, no matter where Moody runs, the fireball will chase wherever it goes, fortunately, the fireball's energy has been decreasing in the process of pursuit, and after chasing for a while, Moody suddenly turned around, and the scimitar swept like a silver moon, sweeping the fireball directly.

However, at this time, the two sand soldiers had reunited, and all the injuries on their bodies had fully recovered, making all of Moody's efforts just go to waste.

"Surrender, I allow you to submit to me, and when I rule the Storm Plains, you will be the new king there, and I will not interfere with your rule, how?" Azir looked at Moody and said suddenly.

Moody fell silent, but quickly shook his head and firmly rejected Azir's offer. Moody is the son of an ordinary herdsman, and his greatest wish is for all herders to have a pasture for grazing, which is also his way of heroism, if he agrees to Azr's proposal, then it is tantamount to violating his own way of heroism, because, even under his own rule, it is no longer their pasture.