Chapter 348 The Turmoil Begins

In the quiet forests of Navoli Province, Ionia, there are ordinary wooden houses.

To the outside world, this is an Ionian village called Ferro.

But in the shadow of this ordinary village of Ferro, there is the strongest new sect in Ionia - Shadow Stream.

"Zed! Are we just going to watch? Nearly 50% of the Vastaya tribe has joined the rebels."

In a remote wooden house, a young man with a rebellious face stared at the person sitting.

The person sitting was wrapped in steel, revealing only two cold eyes. Only the red cloth robe on his body could prove his identity as a Shadow Stream.

Shadow Stream, in the shadows, returns blood to the enemy.

"Don't act rashly, Kaiying!" Zed's voice was cold.

"Are you acting rashly?" Kayn sneered. "Zed, you are no longer a member of the Order of the Balance. When did you learn to be patient like them?"

"Today, you let the Vastaya get together. Tomorrow, you will let them kill insignificant villagers. The day after tomorrow, the whole of Ionia will become the territory of Noxus."

Hearing this, Zed glanced at Kayn with cold eyes.

He still remembered the scene when he accepted him as his apprentice. It was a battle between Ionia and Noxus.

Kayn was not an Ionian. On the contrary, he met Kayn as a Noxian.

At that time, the other party held a rusty sickle in his hand. Even though all the other comrades had died, he still killed the enemy with a calm face.

At that time, he had already realized that the other party had the same powerful action as himself. Kayn was like an unsharpened weapon, waiting for the day to shine.

Facts have proved that the teachings over the past few years have made this weapon more and more sharp.

It's time for this sharp blade to be unsheathed.

"Kayn!"

A dull call came from Zed's steel mask.

"Here!"

Kayn raised his eyebrows, with a bloodthirsty excitement on his face.

He knew that Zed couldn't help it.

"Kill all the Vastayans with extreme ideas!" Zed said coldly.

This sentence means a full-scale war.

From today on, the small-scale fighting will become history.

He had warned the Vastayans before, and three small tribes were killed by him.

Now that the Vastayans want to go further, they should be prepared to betray Ionia!

"This will be the right choice!"

Kayn picked up the sickle and walked out without looking back.

After leaving the tent, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Noxus? Ionia?

Heh, the only one who will survive in the end will be him!

After a while, shadows gathered in the village.

At Kayn's call, a large number of Shadow members left the village.

They had only one goal, to kill!!!

"Sizzle!"

"Ah!!!"

Trenton tribe.

Kayn walked out of the chief's residence, blood dripping slowly from his sickle.

His face was filled with endless enjoyment, and he looked at the slaughtered Vastaya tribe in front of him, his eyes could not hide his excitement.

After a long time, the screams subsided.

In the entire tribe, there was only the hissing sound of burning flames.

A man in Shadow uniform came to Kayn, he bowed and reported with a cold look:

"No one survived!"

"Very good!" Kayn had a satisfied look on his face, "Next target!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into a shadow and disappeared.

After a few breaths, the figures in the village also turned into black shadows and disappeared.

Soon, the village fell into a deathly silence.

"The Trenton tribe, the Mantlo tribe."

In the meeting hall of Port Ryan, Horen had a complicated look on his face when he saw the report:

"In five days, three large Vastaya tribes were destroyed. Such a thing"

To be honest, even he did not expect that the Shadow Stream would do such a cruel thing at this critical juncture.

In theory, after the Empire's East Sea Fleet sailed around Ionia, Vastaya would have a golden period of development.

During this time, the Shadow Stream should not take the risk to invade.

But this time, the Shadow Stream seemed to be planning to fight to the death, and killed the Vastaya tribe of Navoli like crazy.

"Teacher, has the Trenton tribe been destroyed?"

Behind him, Luo frowned and asked.

"Yes." Horen nodded and sighed softly, "The Kuhan you know, and their old elders, may be the last seedlings of Trenton."

No mistake, one post, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

As he spoke, Hollen described the recent Vastaya intelligence and the annihilation of the Trenton tribe.

"Is that so?"

Hearing that a Vastaya tribe had perished, Luo's eyes were filled with only a little sadness, but more anger.

If they followed the original trajectory, every Vastaya tribe might be at risk of extinction, and he had seen too many tribes perish.

But they were extinct because of the killing of the Shadow Stream, and this was caused by their resistance army, which made him even more angry.

He had a little mockery in his heart, which was contempt for the hypocritical Ionians.

Sure enough, kindness and not harming the innocent are only for people who are also human.

Whether it is what he saw with his own eyes or from what he saw in the empire, even the soldiers who invaded Noxus would be forgiven by the Ionians.

But the Vasteas, even those innocent women and children, were killed by the schedule.

There are more than 10,000 people in the Turnton tribe. Whether men, women, and children, they have been killed.

This is the Aienians' faction? I dare not kill the Noxus, and dare to slaughter the Vastatians.

"Teacher, I think."

Before Luo's words, he was interrupted by Huallen:

"Don't tell me what you want, remember your current identity, Luo!"

When Luo heard Huollen's words, his expression was confused for a moment, and then he was solemnly:

"Teacher, I understand!"

He twisted his head to Siti, who was sitting aside, and faced his face:

"Scho, I asked for fighting!"

This is his rare words to call Seati, and he usually calls the other party more intimately.

"I don't need to say this, I will promise!"

Seati grinned with a grin, and was uncomfortable in his tone:

"I managed to know so many cute Ionians. This was killed, and my mood was not very comfortable."

His double punch hit each other, and his face was visible with war.

The person who dares to kill him says that good protection should pay a certain price.

"I will participate in your action this time."

Suddenly, Zhao Xin had no emotional sound at the door.

Immediately afterwards, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing him coming, Sei opened his mouth and touched the newly bandaging wounds around his waist subconsciously, but he snorted dissatisfied, which was the default of the other party's joining.

Zhao Xin looked up and looked at Hawlen, and after communicating the information with his eyes, he looked at Seati:

"I will not interfere with your actions, but I only have one requirement, and it is the price you lost last time."

"This time, the bigger the trouble!"