League of Legends Invades Another World

Outside of Iwendale, Noxus Prison.

The light of dawn sprinkled on this dark and dark majestic building, like a dark beast, slowly opening its minions.

Warden Draven stood on the top of the stand like a stone sculpture, and his calm eyes looked down.

The once huge and bustling ring stand looked a little empty, with no crowds of spectators, only a few Noxian soldiers stationed at the edge of the stand.

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In the corridor behind, there were bursts of crisp footsteps, Draven's expression moved slightly, and ripples appeared in his calm eyes.

After the news of the war in the kingdom of Bethlik came, he had stopped hosting the extremely popular Drai League competition, and all the liquidators were ready to go to the front line under his arrangement.

reject?

Draven looked at the arena covered with dried blood and minced flesh. No liquidator dared to refuse his call, because all who refused were buried in the reddish sand.

"Is there a reply from the Lord?" A familiar aura appeared in the perception, Draven asked aloud, and a blood-red life energy appeared in his eyes.

Sigrid stopped in front of the corridor, wearing a black and delicate leather armor clinging to her seductive sexy body, her long lavender hair draped over her shoulders and extended to her slender waist.

She looked at the warden in front of her, bowed slightly, and replied: "Lord Lord, let us wait for one or two, and then we will have a task assigned to us, and then we will go to Blackwood Province together."

The Mokawi family in the Abyss of Original Sin is already unbelievable. Although Valoran still maintains a certain cooperative relationship with the other party, Sigrid has already seen everything and made his own destiny choice.

Originally, she thought that she would be tangled and hesitant in front of her choice, but at the last moment, she found that the so-called choice of fate was very simple.

The Mokawi family, one of the thirteen blood clans, is the mainstay of the Hidden Alliance.

Perhaps for the former Sigrid, she would be extremely eager to return to the Mokawi family. After all, with the bloodline power of the blood family, the family is the best home.

It is a pity that she has experienced a lot of things while growing up with Valoran, and she has seen more and more things that are beyond the boundaries of the blood clan.

If it is a metaphor, at the beginning, she was just a lurker sent by the Mokawi family in the Stoke Kingdom, and her strength was no more than a viscount (a great knight).

And after she became a follower of Modrian, her strength rose, and she had been promoted to Count (Knight Commander), and had the qualification to peep the legendary road.

"Mission? Well, then we'll wait for the mission to arrive." Draven waved his hand, and when he turned to leave, he seemed to remember something, and looked at Sigrid, his trusted deputy.

"Send the Noxus armor to the liquidators. I don't want to see no liquidators left in the arena after the war."

Sigrid nodded lightly and replied in a deep voice, "I will arrange it."

Liquidators are nominally prisoners of the prison, but many of them join the prison arena in pursuit of promotion, and their strength is very good.

Inside the dark and gloomy prison, on the hard walls made of gray-white rock, there are bright magic lamps, and there are subtle runes flashing.

In the gray-white world, every sturdy prison exudes a rich and bloody aura, and it can become a liquidator welcomed by the people in Noxus prison. There are absolutely no weak ones, all of them have survived countless bloody battles. The elite of the elite.

Looking at their breath, at least they have the strength of extraordinary professionals, and many have more powerful and fierce aura.

Squeak!

The shrill sound of the door echoed in the prison corridor, followed by the sound of regular steps, dense and neat.

The magic lights shone, and the Noxian soldiers with sharp armor stepped into the front of the cell in an orderly manner, putting down their thick and carefully crafted armor, and a deadly weapon with a cold light.

hum! hum! hum!

The blood was restless, and all the liquidators looked at the armor and weapons in front of the prison, as well as the Noxian soldiers who passed by. They knew that the war was coming, and it was time to rush to the frontier.

Without hesitation, the liquidators quickly picked up the armor and weapons on the ground.

To their surprise, these are not ordinary items in their imagination, but fine equipment embedded with runes. Although they are not as good as magic equipment, they are enough for them to use.

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The seventh abyss: the abyss of original sin.

The dark and gloomy blood-colored sky emerged with wisps of restless crimson aura, like the awakening of the abyss pan-consciousness, awakening the boundless evil power.

Garen, who was dealing with affairs, stepped out of the palace in Chiyan City and looked up at the sky.

"Sir, what happened?"

Chesterton Flame Leslie, the current commander of the Abyss Fire Boy, assisted Galen in controlling Chiyan City. He happened to be patrolling the city wall when he saw a vision suddenly appearing in the sky, and hurried to the palace.

"It's just a change in the abyss, do your own thing." Galen waved his hand casually, signaling Chesterton not to worry and to appease the abyss fire boy who was rioting in the city.

Watching Chesterton's figure disappear into the palace, he gently clenched the sword of divine justice in his hand, and the silvery white light lingered in his pupils, as if a lion was showing endless majesty.

"No one can cross my defenses, not even the so-called gods!"

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Lanvasul Castle.

The crimson glow fell from the sky, like a thin veil covering the bodies of Poppy and Fiona. The two stood quietly on the city wall, looking into the distance.

In the field of vision, the dust storm in the sky is slowly engulfing the oasis, engulfing the grassland, and gradually approaching the castle.

A very strange route, this dust storm actually bypassed the Fortress of Contello and came straight to the Castle of Lanvasul.

"It's about to start!" Bobby said in a deep voice, the gilt-like armor filled with pale golden light.

Hearing this, Fiona chuckled lightly, her indifferent face showing a touch of excitement, she pulled out the blue steel sword from her waist and wiped it gently.

"Demacia won't back down!"

"Yes, this is Demacia, we will never back down." Poppy looked at Fiona beside him, and slowly took off the Oren's Hammer, as if predicting what was going to happen next, and the handle of the hammer was flaky. Bright light.

She had many doubts buried in her heart, who was the Demacian hero she was looking for? Until all the heroes she thought died, only herself was left.

Recalling the battle that woke her up, she couldn't help but whisper to herself, "If I were a hero, what would I do?"

After a moment, a bright smile appeared on the face of the yordle.

"Swipe the hammer with all your strength and smash all the enemies that come!"