League of Legends Invades Another World

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The cold winter wind is blowing, and the city of Iwendale, which was noisy last night, ushered in the fresh breath after dawn. The blue streets were full of traffic and crowds. What I heard and saw was a maze of images full of flowers.

Modrian galloped past, leading the Noxus Scarlet cavalry behind him, and there were bursts of noise, but no one dared to speak too much, and none of the merchants and mercenaries who could survive in the town of Irvingale were. I don't know the flag of the red-bottomed double-edged axe that fluttered in the sky and once set off boundless slaughter.

Hiss!

The war horse neighed, and Modrian skillfully clenched the reins, controlled the war horse to stop, and stared ahead with his brown eyes.

Cooper had been waiting in front of the steps of the garrison's mansion, but what really caught his attention was another white-haired old man holding a white jade scepter.

Dressed in a divine robe woven with slender gold threads, the delicate ornamentation is more complicated and luxurious than any nobleman Modrian has ever seen. He wears a silver crown on his head, and orange gemstones embellish the crown.

There is no doubt that this is a true superior.

Just as Modrian was observing the white-haired old man, the old man also saw him at the same time, nodded and said, "Nancy Peters, I have seen Baron Modrian!"

The cold tone was mixed with a hint of gentleness, giving a sense of kindness, but then a faint golden life energy rose up, and a majestic and solemn aura enveloped the area.

Bishop of the Temple of Power: Nancy Peters, who is in charge of all the affairs of the Temple of Power in the northern part of the Stoke Kingdom. He is a famous figure in the past six months.

An obscure expression flashed across Modrian's face, slightly adjusting his inner emotions, he said softly, "It turned out to be Lord Nancy, it's an honor to meet you."

"Irvingale town is no better than Edalas city. I wonder what is the matter with Lord Nancy coming here this time?"

"Hehe, Baron Modrian is joking. Today's town of Irvingale is called a rising pearl in the north of the kingdom." Nancy smiled softly, her expression full of approval, I don't know if it was for Modri Ann's thumbs up, but also for the town of Irvingale.

"I think it won't take much time, and this place will attract the attention of the entire Stoke Kingdom."

"Lord Nancy is joking, the development of the town of Erwendale is too restrictive, and it will not become the jewel of the empire like Edalas City." Modrian still maintained a modest attitude, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The old guy's words are hidden in the needles, and they are always aimed at the town of Iwendale. It seems that the prosperous economy here has aroused the covetousness of the Temple of Power.

"What? Isn't Baron Mordrian going to invite me in for a chat?" Nancy knew how to stop, and changed the subject tactfully.

The visitor is not good. Modrian squinted his eyes, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a few knights in armor behind Nancy, the temple knights?

"Of course, Lord Nancy is welcome to visit the humble house." Modrian handed the reins in his hand to Cooper, moved his wrist slightly, then ignored Nancy and everyone and entered the mansion directly.

He hates hypocritical people, especially those who hide swords in their smiles, and have an air of conquering everything, and now the bishops of the Temple of Power are all full.

"Ha, then let me open my eyes, what kind of thing is the Temple of Power, and dare to be so arrogant in Valoran."

The mansion of the garrison, the style of this building was liked very much by Modrian, preferring the simplicity and function of the previous life, and almost no space was wasted.

"Lord Nancy, let's talk straight, I hate to go around." Modrian sat in the main seat of the living room, and then went straight to the topic without waiting for the other person to take a seat.

"Uh..." Nancy looked stunned. It was the first time he had seen someone so rude to him since he took charge of the Temple of Power in Edalas City, and he was a baron.

But none of these matters, he has his own tasks to complete.

"Hehe, Baron Modrian's personality is as rumored, he acts decisively and speaks very directly." The faint smile dispelled the consternation. Nancy turned her head slightly to look at the other people in the living room, as if she was signaling something.

"What we're going to talk about next..."

"No need, he (she) are all my confidants, Lord Nancy, please tell me if you have something to say." Modrian interrupted the old man's words, insisting that Poppy, Gugalas and Gregory stay , the tone is mixed with a little playfulness.

"Maybe he (she) will also be interested in the next topic."

The anger flashed away, and Nancy resisted the anger in her heart. The old face still had a smile, but it looked a little stiff.

He already knew in his heart that this mission was a failure. No one was a fool. He already knew the result from a few conversations, especially the bad attitude of the other party.

But if he didn't fight for it, he was a little unwilling. When would the bishop of the Temple of Power be so humiliated.

Even the one in the capital did not dare to underestimate the Temple of Power, so during the decades of his reign, the suppression of the Temple of Power reduced the influence of the Temple of Power.

But now, the brilliance of the God of Power is about to descend upon this land of lack of faith again.

"Does Baron Modrian have any views on the situation in such a kingdom?" Nancy said with a smile again. "Do you want to go a step further in this grand event? Become a true upper-class noble like your father, Viscount Brooke."

"Isn't that what you've been pursuing?"

Modrian was slightly taken aback, isn't this bishop here to hold him accountable? How come it has become a draw now

he?

It seems that they really took a fancy to the Valoran collar, or did they discover something?

"Lord Nancy is joking. My wish is only to be stationed in Valoran Territory, and I never expect to be a real upper-class noble."

"Really? But the military strength in your territory seems to have surpassed the fiefdom strength stipulated by the laws of the kingdom, which seems to be a little different from what you said." Nancy's old face was still full of smiles, but at this time there was a trace of indescribable meaning.

despair! despair! despair!

Hearing this, Modrian stood up and walked in front of Nancy step by step. He could feel the majestic life force in Nancy, but at this moment he was no longer the one who stood behind the hero before, let alone There are Poppy and Gugalas.

He lowered his head and looked down at the old man in front of him, his cold eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

"Lord Nancy, are you investigating me?"

"No, no, no, how did I investigate Baron Modrian? Some believers of the God of Power inadvertently said it when they were repenting." Nancy also restrained her smile, and her wrinkled face flashed with a hint of golden light.

"The god of power is watching here, and I hope that Baron Modrian will consider my proposal."

"Maybe we will serve the God of Strength together in the future, and welcome the glory of God to sprinkle this prosperous territory."

clap clap! clap clap!

Modrian applauded lightly, and seemed to agree, but the words he said made the bishop's face change suddenly.

"Sorry, Lord Nancy, I don't accept your explanation, so...!"

"Ze, pass on my decree that it is forbidden to believe in the God of Power in Valoran territory."

"If there is a violator... shoot to kill!"

The cold words lowered the temperature in the living room a lot, and the two tall and short figures stared at each other.

"Yes." Shadow in the corner, Zed's figure appeared, and after receiving the order, he disappeared again. (After entering the town of Ervindale from Modrian, Zed once again lurks in the shadows around Modrian.)

"Is this the result you want? Lord Nancy." Modrian bowed slightly, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and said coldly, since he wanted to force the Noxian Imperial cavalry to believe in the so-called power After God, everything is doomed.

"Gugalas, see off!"

Bang!

The fat hands suppressed the trembling Nancy. The bishop of the Temple of Power was shocked to find that his own life energy seemed to be stagnant, and he could not raise any resistance.

"Old guy, you're not welcome here!" Gugalas said nonchalantly, using his hands slightly, he threw the old man in front of him out of the garrison's mansion. In his eyes, there was no old, weak, sick or disabled.

If it wasn't for Modrian's order, he would want to shred the old bastard full of hypocrisy in front of him!

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