League of Legends Invades Another World

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"Hey, Horace, have you made up your mind? Give up the free life of a mercenary and join the town of Ervindale to become a guard?" Congreve looked at the second floor of the mercenary tavern on Renwall Street. The partner on the side looked puzzled.

As the center of foreign trade in the Valoran Territory, the town of Erwendale recruits some knight apprentices and extraordinary knights into the guard army all year round, but rarely recruits extraordinary knights.

"I don't have anything to think about, I'm just doing what I think is right." Horace took a sip from the glass and stared at the bustling streets.

The dark tide is gradually rising, and he sees infinite potential from Valoran Land, and he may be able to take this opportunity to return to the capital.

"Well, then I have no choice but to accompany you. I hope the town of Ervindale will not refuse the participation of the two extraordinary knights." Congreve touched his bald head and said with a smile.

"You..." Horace turned his head suddenly and looked at his partner opposite, his expression full of consternation.

"Congreve, you don't need to..."

"Okay, okay, Horace, who made you my only partner." Congreve interrupted Horace's words and said helplessly.

"Besides, after you left, the mercenary's free and unrestrained nature lost some charm. Maybe it would be a good experience to try the life of the guards!?"

"Hey, is that Baron Modrian from Valoran?" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the abnormality of Renwall Street, and Congreve raised his brows and said.

Horace looked, at the end of the bustling street, a line of black heavy cavalry quickly separated a safe road that could pass, followed by the famous Baron Modrian, and his followers also followed step by step, the last one. It is the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry composed of extraordinary knights.

As the figure gradually approached, Horace guessed doubtfully, this should be leaving the town of Ervindale, where are you going?

boom! ! !

Suddenly, dozens of violent spell energy erupted in the dispelled crowd, and then a dozen figures in gray-white armor broke through the block, and the sharp swords in their hands pointed directly at the master of Valoran.

"This is... a magic trick!" Horace's face changed suddenly, which temple dared to attack the nobles of the territory in the street? !

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[Intermediate Divine Art: Blessing of Power]!

The white-gold energy was summoned from the unknown void, shrouded in the gray-white figure, the speed of running suddenly accelerated, and even the sharp blade was stained with a little white-gold brilliance.

"kill!"

The Noxian soldiers who were standing in front of them were repelled by the brutal force on the blade, and they could only watch the murderers rush in the direction of the Lord, but they were not worried.

Modrian tightened the reins and looked coldly at the approaching assassins, the nasty breath, the assassins from the Temple of Power.

Boom!

The thunder-like sound of horse hooves suddenly exploded, and the Noxian blood-colored cavalry galloped past both sides of Modrian. The blood-colored lances cut through the air, leaving clear traces.

In enough open space, heavy cavalry against infantry warriors is a complete massacre, even for temple warriors.

The dark red blood spilled on the street, and the gray-white figure was hit by the Noxus blood-colored cavalry directly head-on without being caught off guard.

The heavy lance stabbed out, and the fresh life lost its breath and lay quietly on the ground.

But death did not hold back the assassins, who chanted strange syllables, as if in praise of something, facing the charge of the Noxian Scarlet cavalry.

"waka sale aka dilk aak! (The god of power will take care of us, death is not the end, the kingdom of God is the right destination!)"

Clang!

Blades clashed, Death watched the battle, and every Noxian Scarlet cavalry charging past would take the life of the assassin.

A bloody massacre was staged on the streets of Renwall, and many merchants and mercenaries onlookers stared at the inevitable battlefield with pale expressions.

Just when the Noxian Scarlet Troopers wanted to turn their horses and return to the ranks, the mutation started again.

Eight burly and strong figures suddenly rushed out of the shops on both sides of Renwall Street. Pure white life energy burst out, tearing up the linen coat they were wearing, revealing strong muscles and mysterious golden tattoos on their bodies. .

The next moment, a dazzling white-gold beam of light descended, and the turbulent energy surged slightly, trembling the streets of Renwall.

[Advanced Divine Art: Power of Rage]!

Eight burly and strong figures bathed in brilliance and marched forward. It was visible to the naked eye. The tall figures slowly grew into giants in the white-gold light beam, and the muscles revealed were as thick as a rock.

The most striking thing is that the breath of life that belonged to the extraordinary knights directly broke through the shackles, and the substantial platinum-gold energy turned into exquisite armor to cover the body.

There were screams of panic and screams, and on the giant's forward route, countless ordinary people were crushed and knocked flying, clearing a bloody road.

The direction of advancement remains unchanged, pointing directly at Modrian, but on the way, two figures left the queue and met the Noxus Scarlet Cavalry. They wanted to buy a certain amount of time for their companions to assassinate and prevent this extraordinary cavalry from returning. aid.

I just want to

The panic in the elephant did not appear. The Noxian soldiers maintained the chaotic order in the streets of Renwall, allowing the white-gold giants to rush behind the array. They also did not have enough strength to participate in the battle of the great knights.

"Hiccup...Happy time, it's about to start!" Gragas rubbed his red nose and stared at the white-gold giant who was charging fearlessly. The wine barrel in his hand showed A little ale aroma.

"You don't have to shoot!" Modrian smiled and stretched out his left hand to stop Gragas from shooting, half-squinting at the oncoming enemy.

A great knight who was forcibly promoted by magic? Truly a temple of wealth.

It seems that the rumors are true. The existence of every temple is easier to earn gold shields than smuggling trade.

"The enemy is still watching, I don't believe they haven't found out that there are strong knight leaders in Valoran territory."

"As for this, leave it to me." Modrian took out the gray shield from the space ring and moved his arm slightly. "Just let me exercise my muscles and bones, and take a look at the results of this period of diving."

Dismounting and standing up straight, Modrian erected his shield forward, and the pale spear was placed on the side of the shield, revealing only the blade of the spear glowing with cold light. (Charging with a shield is not a cavalry.)

The scarlet life energy slowly spread over the gun blade and shield, and a purple brilliance fluttered behind him, pulling out an eagle-like appearance.

"charge!"

"trample!"

"Shield Strike!"

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