League of Legends Invades Another World

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The fog in the sky became more and more gray, like crows surrounded by crows, and the repressed breath made the old mage breathless.

"We believe in the abyss, an organization hidden in the darkness, and we are willing to do everything for the abyss." The old mage clenched the dark purple staff in his hand, staring at the target in front of him with dark eyes.

The gray sky reflected the not-so-tall figure, and the calm face under the thick gray hair seemed to have invisible magic, causing his body and soul to groan overwhelmed at this moment,

"Your Majesty, our operation this time is with the support of the thirteenth abyss: Demon Lord of the Abyss of Fear [Nightmare Night Woman] His Majesty's support!" The old mage licked his lips and said dryly.

"It seems that the chaos in the Stoke Kingdom has indeed attracted a lot of people." Swain laughed softly, stepped forward to the old mage, and looked down at the group of peeps with his calm eyes.

"Your soul seems to be contaminated with some dirty things, blood, resentment, and unwillingness. Did you get your soul power from those towns that were destroyed by gnolls?"

"Wait, don't come here! If I accidentally destroy this staff, it may attract the attention of the Nightmare Nightmare." The old mage saw the fearful guy in front of him walking over, and couldn't help saying loudly, The dark purple staff in his hand exudes a faint fluorescence, evoking a strange aura.

"Don't force me, you should know that the anger of the demon lord will make this fortress cease to exist!"

Including the old mage, all the peeps kept retreating, and the suffocating pressure made them fear. It was the fear that was once given to those lost and hopeless humans. Now, they have also tried, and it is so powerless. ..org

"Threats? Interesting." Swain stopped, his eyes fell on the dark purple staff, the very good spell structure, it should be from a master's handwriting.

But that's all, the demon lord's gaze might be very interesting.

"Damn, is the legend amazing? You forced me!"

The old mage seemed to notice something, and the soul on the verge of collapse instantly stimulated all the spiritual power, and then triggered the strange magic pattern on the dark purple staff.

A smear of dark energy suddenly bloomed, turning into a special hexagram pattern out of thin air, like a space anchor, positioning coordinates for distant existences.

【Touch of Liberation】!

[Touch of Relief: Swain unleashes 5 demonic powers to attack the first enemy they hit and penetrate those they kill. Enemies hit take terrifying magical damage that stacks with each additional line of demonic power. 】

The scarlet brilliance condensed in Swain's right hand, and immediately jumped and migrated in the void like lightning, annihilating all spell barriers and directly tearing the array of dark blasphemous priests.

"Struggling is pointless."

Looking at the enemy who turned to ashes and scattered with the wind in front of him, Swain shook his head slightly.

Turning his eyes slightly, he looked at the deep purple hexagram pattern again, and released a little energy that was attached to the flow of spiritual power, which should be the effect of some kind of space marking spell.

"Demon Lord?"

Swain had learned in detail about Lord Modrian's trip to Limontanlu, including the demon lord he met, the blood sacrifice, and the tower of the Violet Mage that sheltered the capital.

Just in terms of space markers, the demon lord can only descend to his own consciousness. After all, this is the main plane, with the suppression of continental pan-consciousness.

If the abyss passage is opened, or the dark blasphemy priests perform descending sacrifices, then those greedy demon lords may want to come to the main plane to devour some pure human souls.

"Huh?" Swain frowned slightly, and he felt a sudden aura from the purple hexagram, with endless soul mourning.

"I don't know if the demons in the abyss are similar to those in the Valoran continent. If it is possible, I don't mind having another demon in my heart, because my heart has long been full of evil spirits!"

Buzz!

The invisible wind and waves blew away the gray clouds, blowing Swain's gray hair and the old-fashioned aristocratic clothing.

"I am the [Nightmare Night Woman] of the Abyss of Fear, who is calling me?" The purple hexagram magic circle burst into pieces, and the surging magic energy outlined a disillusioned image in the void.

"Huh? It's the breath of a legend? You're calling me to come?" The Nightmare Nightmare, who looked like a human lady in midair, looked at Swain in front of her with doubts flashing in her eyes. She was also a legend. She felt something wrong.

Yes, it is the breath of the main plane, so why does a legend want to summon me? Could it be... Nightmare Nightmare kept her expression unchanged, but her heart began to be vigilant. There were rumors flowing out of the abyss, and some legendary human spellcasters with abnormal strength liked to study the knowledge of demon blood.

"Night hag?" Swain did not answer the Nightmare Night hag's question directly, but guessed while looking at the disillusioned image.

Secretive and cunning, nocturnal hags are natural spellcasters living in the abyss, with a passion for subversion and destruction, expecting to see everything positive turn negative: love turns troubled, friendliness turns hate, enthusiasm turns cold, generosity turns selfish. These processes of corruption of mortals just bring endless happiness to the night hag.

Silence came suddenly!

Swain and Nightmare Nightmare stared at each other, and the invisible breath collided and spread in the dark jungle, annihilating and dissipating the surrounding trees and debris.

[Advanced Spell: Nightmare Magic Fly

bomb】!

[Advanced Spell: Debilitating Ray]!

The will of the Nightmare Nightmare directly casts two high-level spells instantly. The transparent spell sphere shoots at Swain like a ball of bullets, and then a dark green ray follows, tearing the void faintly, overflowing. The energy has a little toxic glow.

"Damn it, which stupid guy gave the positioning staff I gave to the other party?" Nightmare Nightmare smelled the energy fluctuations that frightened her, and she immediately released the spell she had prepared.

【Alien Teleportation】!

Every will that comes must be careful for the demon lord. Once lost, it means the accumulation of hundreds of years of loss, which is why the [Shadow Side] cross-border shot.

Nightmare Nightmare also does not want to lose the will of this coming, especially for legendary spellcasters, the will represents not only accumulation, but also the embodiment of a part of knowledge.

Compared with the portal opened by the old mage before, [Alien Teleportation] is more subtle. This is a necessary spell for legendary spellcasters, allowing them to cross countless planes and collect the required spell materials.

hum!

In just an instant, the small, pitch-black door appeared in front of Nightmare Nightmare, and then the will that descended wanted to enter it.

"Frail will, timid soul!"

Swain looked at the demon lord who wanted to escape, his indifferent eyes were full of contempt, such a demon is not worthy of entering my heart.

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