League of Legends Invades Another World

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Cyan hurricanes and pitch-black shadows are intertwined in the shattered space, and occasionally lightning can be seen piercing the sky, which is the anger of the will of the main plane, illuminating the thin and diffuse scarlet mist.

Darius looked up at the scarlet giant snake covering the world, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He could see clearly, the upright red pupils were full of contempt and indifference.

To be honest, he hated the feeling of being despised. Since he became one of the trio of Trifali councils, even those near-gods in Valoran didn't dare to despise him so much, and he even forgot these weak emotions. .

(The power division of the League of Legends universe seems to be seriously polarized, but in fact there are many traces to follow, mortals, demigods, gods, for some people, the gap is not that big.)

The shattered sky, the huge crimson snake tail is like a mountain overturning, in the illusory space crack, it seems to be slow and fast, and it comes to the world with the aura of destruction, mixed with indifference to life.

Whoa!

Darius tore off the shattered scarlet cloak, and the strong wind caused by the snake's tail slam tore open the dewy skin and the floating cloak.

"Demon Lord!? Let's show you the true spirit!"

The scarlet life energy burned like flames, rendering Darius' body, and then he squatted with his legs, the black cutter lifted up, and rushed towards the falling snake tail.

【Crippling Strike】!

The snow-white axe blade burst into flames, turning into a substantial transparent blade, dancing in Darius' hands, slashing heavily towards the scaly snake body that reflected the cold light.

Clang!

Little cracks appeared on the scales, and an almost invisible bloodshot leaked out of the gap. This was the full blow of Darius holding the black cutter, and the effect was hopeless.

boom!

Darius' figure retreated at a faster speed, the surging anti-shock force tore the tiger's mouth, the blood spurting was shocking, and the white bones were faintly visible.

"Ha, that's how I feel. Facing death and fear, I'm addicted to it." Darius didn't care about the cracked scar on the tiger's mouth, grabbed the black cutter tightly, and rushed towards the crimson that continued to fall. Snake tail.

[Passive: Armor Break]!

[Passive: Berserk]!

The power fed back by the black cutter made Darius go crazy at this moment. The life energy in his burly body was burning like flames, completely wrapping Darius.

【Power of Noxus】!

The axe blade danced, and then Darius retreated again, and fine slits were cracked on Guo Lu's body, viscous blood flowed, and the figure was dyed red and arrogant.

Pooh!

The scarlet saliva was nailed to the ground, and Darius looked up at the huge snake tail that was getting closer, and a sinister smile filled the corners of his mouth.

"I am the hand of Noxus, how can I retreat!"

blah blah blah! blah blah blah!

The seriously injured body moved forward again, and the dripping blood poured out a bloody road, leading to the ruthless hell, leading to the abyss of despair.

【Kill the Quartet】!

Surrounded by sharp axes, blood bloomed, tearing clear traces in the void.

Time and time again, Darius rebuked the cunning Scarlet Serpent Archibald to charge without hesitation, and then fell to the ground again and again, the viscous blood stained the shattered space.

It was like the bloody fireworks that bloomed brightly in the night sky, igniting the flame of glory and igniting despair.

In the darkness, Death's footsteps are quietly approaching, but when approaching the target, he stands still, as if admiring the counterattack of the desperate.

Unfortunately, no miracle happened.

What Darius is facing is no longer the blood of the devil, nor the will of the devil lord, nor the shadow side Scripps who crossed the interface brazenly, but a man who has embarked on the road of legend. A great existence, a demon lord who stands in the fourth abyss: the peak of the Howling Abyss, fighting with his true body.

"How can the light of the firefly compete with Haoyue! The game should be over!" Archibald looked solemnly at Darius, who was struggling under the sky. He had to say that the ants in front of him won him a little bit. Respect, at least he has never seen such a terrible knight commander in countless bloody abyss battles.

"What a strong will, what a pure soul, I can't wait."

Before delving into Scripps' conspiracy, he doesn't mind a taste of the soul, which is the difference between a demon and a devil who crave a feast after the slaughter.

The crimson snake tail sank suddenly, shattering the countless spreading cracks in the space at a rapid speed, like a meteor falling, slamming into the selected target area.

………………

Looking at the sad scene in front of him, Modrian didn't know why it became the dilemma of life and death. He had many doubts buried in his heart, and he didn't know how to solve it.

For example, why does Shadowside Scripps pursue him so desperately, for the devil bloodline with his own blood, for the temporary will to be destroyed?

These are not enough to be absolute reasons, after all, things that seem insignificant are far less than becoming a deadly feud with the legendary crown!

Suddenly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, Zed's whispered words echoed in his ears, and then he directly refused Zed's request. It wasn't time yet, at least there was still a chance in the moment of despair in front of him.

It's just that Zed's voice reminded Modrian of something.

Love, the side quest [Battle of Shadows] completed in the realm of shadows, is that why Scripps is so persevering?

Or, it was his own wrong choice!

The battle for the throne that engulfed the Kingdom of Stoke is like a vortex attracting every faction, and no one can stay out of it since stepping into Limontanlu.

"It's ridiculous, I haven't seen it through." Modrian stared at the crimson tail that was gradually falling, and a bitter smile filled the air.

From the moment he showed his astonishing strength in the realm of shadows, he was completely plunged into the vortex, unable to extricate himself, at least until the end of the battle for the throne.

"But, there is still a chance!"

Modrian stretched out his right hand and groped for the pocket inside the armor. There was a hot item there. It was an item handed over by Swift Scout Teemo before leaving Valoran Territory. It came from the old guy in the depths of the Renwall Mountains. He bowed his head. Look carefully.

This is a pale golden seed, as if sensing the inexplicable danger in the outside world, strands of golden brilliance like flames penetrated the outer covering, releasing a gentle aura of life.

Then, like the halo of the sun lingering around Modrian, there was a shimmering branch that looked like some kind of rune.

Click!

The crisp sound echoed in the shattered space, even with the violent sound of cyan hurricane and pitch-black shadow intertwined, even if the crimson snake tail crushed the crack in the space and descended with terrifying power, it could not cover up the sudden appearance of the crisp sound.

The symphony that changes destiny is played here, despair is gone, and death is gone!

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