League of Legends Invades Another World

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Violet Mage Tower.

The raging torrential rain fell straight down on the Mage Tower, and a thin purple defensive array appeared out of thin air. The rain dripped and shot out countless transparent ripples.

On the top-floor tower engraved with purple lines, Craigie's majesty no longer looks old and rotten. He is wearing a purple robe, and the azure staff in his right hand shimmers with a soft brilliance, as if the misty mist changes endlessly.

At this moment, in front of him, stood two guests from afar.

"Moira, I haven't seen you for a long time." The cloudy eyes of Craigie's crown stared at the right side, like a quiet woman who was left behind by an ice lotus, and said softly.

"Yes, teacher, after 30 years of separation, you still haven't changed." Moira bowed slightly, light green eyes filled with ripples, a familiar and unfamiliar place, where she studied for five years. The old man in front of her was the teacher responsible for teaching her.

"Hehe, I'm getting old, and now is your era." Craigie shook his head and looked at Moira in front of him, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"I'm sorry, when you stepped into the legend, I didn't come to congratulate you in person and missed that grand event."

"Teacher is joking, I'm satisfied if you can bring a gift." Moira knew the teacher's lazy personality. If it wasn't too important, she would never leave the Violet Mage Tower, even if she The successful step into the legendary path is no exception.

After meeting Moira, Craigie turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who was always as majestic as a mountain, with a very ordinary face, very ordinary temperament, and very ordinary clothes.

And these ordinary people appear in one person at the same time, then this person will definitely be very ordinary.

The fact is also true, if it is not in the Violet Mage Tower, maybe even he will deliberately ignore the other party.

"Du Bois, I didn't expect the noble council to invite you to come over this time. Have you been having a bad day recently?" Craigie joked, but the dignified color hidden in his turbid eyes became more intense. The illustrious name in front of him resounded throughout the continent of Kaladimos.

Dubois Gerald Clive, a legendary warrior who travels the world, loves food and spirits, and is also a veteran gambler who lingers in prestigious casinos.

"There's no way, the price of Stoke Kingdom is too expensive, and I don't have enough gold shields, so I have to take a task by the way to solve the problem of the pocket." Du Bois rubbed his nose and stretched his waist. The smell of wine permeates the top tower.

"However, according to the current development, it seems that Limontanlu has been penetrated too deeply. In just one night, five places were slaughtered and sacrificed."

Even if the warrior's perception is not too outstanding, but as a legend, Du Bois still feels the changes in Limontanlu, and he can smell the bloody smell wandering in the humid air from a distance.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Craigie, and his heart sank slightly. Judging from the calm performance of the master and apprentice, it seemed that something he didn't know was brewing.

To be honest, Du Bois really hates nobles and mages. They always smile at people, and then hide their knives and conspiracies behind their backs, and they will pop up suddenly without noticing.

"Who knows." Craigie didn't answer Du Bois's question directly, but turned and stood by the guardrail, looking at Limontanlu in the precarious weather, his turbid eyes spanning the distance of space, silently staring at the scarlet A place where blood oozes.

"His Majesty Lloyd's thoughts, it's inconvenient for me to ask, and it's not convenient for me to stop it. All I can do is to stabilize the situation in Limontanlu."

"So, wait, wait for the stage where the performance continues!"

The soft voice seems to be like the cold wind of winter, and the expressions of Moira and Du Bois are slightly cold. Even within the huge noble council, His Majesty Lloyd's reputation has enough shock, legendary Your Majesty is no exception.

………………

Corpse!

Skinny corpse!

The bleak rain fell, soaking the luxurious buildings, and countless corpses covered the dark gray marble floor in front of him. Looking at the appearance of the corpse, it seemed that there was no resistance before, and all the blood in the body was drained, leaving only a pitiful body.

Seeing this, Horace and Vossman moved slightly, and each led a team of Trifali Legion to disperse to investigate such an abnormal situation.

A touch of life energy bloomed on the road in the front hall, and the firm footsteps smashed the increasingly dense rainwater. Each soldier of the Trifali Legion held a heavy spear blade and touched the rigid corpse.

"Lord Lord, these people should all be invited guests tonight, as well as some guards and waiters." Horace, who returned after the survey, knelt down on one knee and let the cold rain flow down the mask, which could not be poured. Extinguish the restless flame of revenge.

Hearing this, Modrian frowned slightly and glanced around at the cold and dark buildings around him. He vaguely felt something wrong, but he had already stepped into this place, and he had no intention of turning back.

He slowly raised his right hand, waved it gently, and the shadows hidden under the eaves and walls moved quickly, like a light brush and ink, jumping in the dark night, and gradually blending into the rain curtain.

"Count Sigrid, let's go, this unusual welcome ceremony seems to be interesting." Modrian said softly, looking at the beautiful lady with a pale face beside him.

Taking a deep breath, Sigrid smiled reluctantly at Modrian, holding up the hem of her bright red dress, and strode forward.

As for the trembling buried in her heart, she did not show it.

The breath of Xi, there is an aura that makes her fearful, like the terrifying power that suppressed the blood when facing the ancestors of the family.

The dim magic lights illuminated the corridor, and Modrian and his party kept vigilant enough to move forward, passing through quiet passages and open rooms, scrawny corpses could be seen everywhere, with a pious expression on their strange faces, they bent down and knelt down. actions are becoming more standard.

It's sacrificial!

Modrian seemed to think of something, his expression changed slightly, and some ancient information about sacrifices poured out from the depths of his memory, and the description of bloody sacrifices matched the scene in front of him.

The so-called blood sacrifice, also known as self-sacrifice, life sacrifice, holy sacrifice, etc., is a sacrifice mode that all interfaces, regardless of faction, have.

Ordinary sacrifices require certain sacrifices, but bloody sacrifices do not. To be precise, the sacrifices are their own lives and souls, at the cost of burning their own lives and souls, in exchange for the personal attention of a great being.

In a sense, as long as you are religious enough, even if you are just a mortal, you can make the eyes of great beings pay attention to you at a certain moment.

But now, the situation he encountered is likely to be the legendary bloody sacrifice, but it is uncertain whether the sacrifice is completed or the sacrifice is in progress. In order to determine the situation and the system task, all he can do is continue to go deeper into the building. Explore and move forward!

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