League of Legends Invades Another World

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The atmosphere of silence suddenly enveloped the top floor of the Violet Mage Tower, and the clean white jade floor was lined with scattered lightning.

"Did you fall?"

Du Bois murmured, but no one answered.

As the owner of the Violet Mage Tower and the guardian of the Stoke Kingdom, His Majesty Craigie remained silent, with an uncertain look in his deep eyes. The accident happened, making everything confusing.

Beside the white jade railing, Moira, who seemed to be independent of the ice lotus, took a few steps forward, her crystal clear eyes full of inconceivability and a trace of fear.

A legendary king, the demon lord from the bottomless abyss, just fell in front of his eyes, without even having a chance to recite his true name.

The real name is the last resort of the legendary crown. It is a life-saving ability that can trace back the soul and re-condense the body. Even at the risk of exposure of the real name, it is better than the complete life. At least the real name can be moved and replaced at a certain price.

(In the interweaving of golden-green radiance, they did not see the dark green data flow of the system, obscured by Ivern's majestic life force.)

"The will of the bottomless abyss has retreated."

As the Legendary Crowns retracted their gazes, His Excellency Craigie took the lead in breaking the silence. This is the Violet Mage Tower, his territory, and he cannot show any cowardly actions.

Hearing this, Du Bois put away the iron jug, lowered his head, and hid his emotions. The internal affairs of the Stoke Kingdom are not something he can interfere with as an outsider. He is only employed by the noble council. Now If the will of the bottomless abyss retreats, it means that the task is completed, and he can leave safely.

A very pleasant task, you can get a reward without any effort, Du Bois hoped that this kind of employment task would come more often.

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty Du Bois, tonight is not over yet." Seeming to see Du Bois's intention to leave, Moira said coldly, the meaning of blocking beyond words.

"If I remember correctly, the agreement signed at the beginning is only after sunrise, and the end time of the mission."

"Really? Haha, I forgot a little." Du Bois touched his head and said with a dry smile, then he casually found a wooden chair, leaned on it, opened the iron jug, and took a sip.

Interesting, it seems that things are not over tonight, so what's next? Intuition from a legendary warrior gave Du Bois an alternative taste.

Is it another noble conspiracy?

………………

The torrential rain in the night became more and more rapid, and the rain like a white curtain flooded Limontanlu, the dim starlight no longer shone, and the dark night covered the silent city.

A solemn atmosphere descended on the Temple of Power located in the southeast area. A little golden light shrouded the thick and simple buildings, strange landscapes emerged, the rainstorm shifted to the streets on both sides, and a rainbow bloomed faintly and quickly dissipated.

"Cunning Scarlet Serpent, Archibald, has fallen!"

In the main temple, under the statue of the God of Power, the prayers stopped, and Agnes opened her pale golden eyes, full of dignified colors. Compared with everyone in the Violet Mage Tower, as the red-clothed archbishop of the Temple of Power, he I can clearly feel the strange situation that happened in the bottomless abyss.

Therefore, Agnes also knew better how shocking the fall of Archibald was. He never imagined that the demon lord who resounded through the fourth abyss: Howling Abyss would fall on Limontanlu, and in this way: beheaded by a knight commander.

"Modrian!" Agnes repeated the name of the human noble in a low voice, as if she wanted to keep the name deep in her mind.

"It seems that all of us have underestimated this nobleman in the north, and the two legends are guarding it. This is a rare thing." Even though he has already looked up to Modrian, the power he has shown is still heartwarming. Trembling.

"Which faction is it!? Why was there no news before?"

Agnes raised her head slightly and looked at the solemn statue. The golden rays of light fell like wind, reflecting on the head of the statue to the left, as if it were an illusion. Light and majestic tall armored figure.

When the prayer starts again, there is a divine light radiating from the statue, gentle and not dazzling, with a touch of comfort, which can soothe all strange emotions.

Cardinal Agnes knelt down on the ground, his golden red cloak dragged to the ground, his hands folded and placed on his forehead, his expression focused and pious, and he recited beautiful hymns.

Crunch!

The gate of the temple opened, Agnes walked out like a frail old man, and stopped when she saw the silver-gray knight standing silently on the right side of the gate.

"Polit, arrange for missionaries to close all palace doors before dawn, and prohibit any strangers from entering the Temple of Power." Agnes urged.

"You carry out this matter yourself and sit in the center."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Pollit lowered his head and said in a respectful tone, and then the crisp footsteps gradually faded away until the figure disappeared around the corner.

"oracle!"

A look of doubt appeared on the old face, but Agnes did not have any doubts, but firmly implemented the content of the oracle, which was the supreme honor.

………………

The pattering rainstorm filled the sky and the earth, the night was dark, and heavy footsteps trampled the floor, splashing the starting point of water.

In front of the Valante Palace, a line of soldiers in purple armor crossed the vast water curtain and marched towards the main entrance of the majestic palace.

"Is it arranged?" His Highness Guy looked at the palace complex sleeping in the dark shower, his eyes were full of icy colors.

"The city gate is under control, but the palace guards can't penetrate it." Duke Dakama was walking in the rainy night, his burly and sturdy body carrying a giant sword, exuding a wild aura.

"Then let's get started!"

His Royal Highness Guy looked back at Limontanlu, which was dim and dim in the night. A cross-shaped blue rune appeared in his pupils. It was indifference, blood, and madness. Then he walked towards the Valante Palace without hesitation. The blue hair swayed slightly with the cold wind.

"It's mine, it's mine, even if you are my father, you can't take it away."

Da da! Da da!

The dull sound of footsteps sounded again, and the group of soldiers in purple armor silently followed the two figures in front, disappearing into the increasingly heavy rain.

………………

In the depths of the Renwall Mountains, the green vegetation covered the surface of the mountain peak. An old emerald tree several feet high sat on the halfway of the mountain, and its golden-green branches were slightly rippling.

On the mountain path, a swift and short figure was quickly approaching here. When he saw the green old tree, a happy expression appeared on his fluffy face.

"Your Majesty Ivern, you're awake!" Teemo stepped up, kicked his legs lightly, and jumped to sit on the thick and soft shoulders of the old tree.

"Did Xiaoju wake you up? Haha, I just saw Xiaoju outside."

The dark brown branches flickered and touched Teemo's back lightly. The invisible power flashed, and the short figure rolled to the ground.

"Something happened to Lord Modrian. Tell Quinn and the others to pay attention to the situation in the town of Ervindale and the fortress of Laxstark. I have a hunch that there seems to be a chaotic storm that is about to sweep the Kingdom of Stoke." Ivern Jingzu looked down at the yordle and said in a gentle tone.

It's not his false words, but a sudden whim after confronting the demon lord with will, at least in the years he remembers, there are few mistakes.

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