League of Legends Invades Another World

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I don't know how long it took, a hazy black mist gradually swirled around Kadir's side, like some kind of living creature, twisting and wriggling constantly, and then infiltrating the fresh corpse bit by bit, as if sucking blood, slowly. Melt into the blood slowly.

Snapped!

Crimson flames suddenly burned on the walls, illuminating the dark secret room, withered and rotten corpses piled up in the corners, and dried blood can be seen everywhere.

The most striking of these is a red-black statue with the appearance of a Gothic gargoyle standing in the center of the chamber. To the human eye, this statue that has been eroded for a long time looks strange and ugly.

Glancing deeply at the red-black statue, Kadir threw out the corpse he was dragging in his hands, and the scarlet life energy exploded.

Whoa!

In an instant, red lines swelled up on the dusty ground, and the dark red blood trails covered the ground like chaotic brushstrokes drawn by a red brush. A strong sense of evil filled the air, faintly singing inexplicable words. Epic hymn.

"You're here again, little guy, what do you want in exchange for this time?" A calm and indifferent voice echoed in this bloody secret room.

Hearing the sound, Kadir locked onto the pile of withered and rotten corpses at the corner of the wall, and a trembling figure slowly stood up. The four chains behind him, as thick as arms, shook, firmly shackled the figure that got up, and the sharp locks pierced through. Limbs, glowing steel color.

"Well, let me think about it, you've been here twice this month, plus this time, it's the third time, eh? It seems that something happened to you?"

A gloomy look appeared on his face, Kadir walked to the corner, his eyes fell on the old man shrouded in black robes, the skin that was folded and dragged made the scalp numb, and the red spots were like some kind of rune engraved on the surface of the skin.

Bang!

Scarlet energy wrapped his right hand, Kadir lifted the black-robed old man with one hand, stared at the pair of chaotic eyes and said, "The contract you once said can really give you eternal power?"

"contract?"

The black-robed old man shrugged his head, and after hearing the contract, he was slightly refreshed, a faint black mist filled his chaotic eyes, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Didn't you feel it? In an equal transaction, you can get as much power as you pay."

"The contract is just to add some binding rules on this basis, so as to give both parties a truly fair deal."

"Binding, are you sure?" Kadir finally questioned in his heart, no wonder he was so careful. There are too many warnings about demons and demons in countless historical records.

But the previous gains have made him obsessed with 'fair' transactions, eager for tyrannical power, and eager to prove himself.

"Of course, Master Kadir, you have to believe me. For the sake of saving your life, I will help you unreservedly." The black-robed old man broke free from Kadir's hand lock, took a few breaths, and bowed. .

"The devil has the most contractual spirit, and what you pay will always be rewarded."

Struggle, confusion, and hatred alternately appeared on Kadir's hideous face. He spread his hands feebly and turned to look at the center of the red circle. Vibrate slightly.

In the hazy environment, Kadir vaguely saw the dignified father step down from the high seat, and saw the graceful and luxurious mother smiling slightly, he (she) was looking at himself with expectant eyes, looking forward to wearing him. The Rees family made another great achievement in his hands.

Then a timid figure slowly walked out of the darkness, the black mist receded, revealing the face of 'Modrian', and a mocking expression appeared on that disgusting face, silently despising him.

Cough cough! Cough cough!

The viscous black blood flowed down the palm of the hand on the weak arm, the black-robed old man suppressed his voice, and a faint smile filled his terrifying face.

It's ridiculous to say that, as a devil blood descendant who signed a contract, a devil priest with the strength of a magician, if it wasn't for Agnes who encountered the temple of power, how could he have fallen into such a situation and been in such a situation by a viscount. The son is imprisoned here, even with the power of the devil. (Agnes Rodney, one of the eight cardinals of the Temple of Power.)

"But soon! Believers of the shadows, our companions, follow the glory of the Lord together!"

There are many similarities between devil believers and demon believers. They both sacrifice souls or flesh and blood to please some powerful beings in the various layers of the abyss, so as to obtain the ability to summon devils and demons to fight for themselves.

Perhaps compared to higher-level professionals, they themselves are not strong, and even due to the long-term erosion of the abyss or hell atmosphere, they have negative states such as mutation, deformity, weakness, etc., but they are far stronger than low-level professionals.

However, compared to the conspiracy of the demon Chi Guoguo, the style of killing it without a word is analogous to the ice and snow dwarf clan in the Laxstark Fortress, which was destroyed because of the demon lord's soul controller, Stewart.

The devils in the abyss prefer to use contracts to lure mortals into depravity. For mortals, these contracts seem to bring them some sense of security. Well, most of them come from psychological comfort.

But the actual situation is quite the opposite. The cunning devil can find out from the contract, or simply create countless loopholes, until in the end, not even the scum is left.

Ironically, neither of these two methods even count as cultivation.

, and the method of losing his soul is the most helpless and most effective way of revenge when countless mortals are desperate, or are forced into a desperate situation.

Even most low-level professionals are unavoidable to fall into it, and only a few determined ascetics can avoid the temptation of demons and demons.

And from the original reason, this measure in the name of revenge actually has a certain degree of justice, yes, justice, everyone will always encounter unfair treatment.

"Shadowside Scripps?"

Kadir woke up from a trance, a faint black mist wrapped around the corners of his eyes, like an eye shadow that hadn't dissipated for a long time, stuck on the surface of the skin.

He stared at the weird and ugly scarlet-black statue in the center of the circle, remembering all the things that had happened recently, and the restless desire filled his soul, setting off a stormy sea.

"I need a devil's white paper to sign the contract you desire!"

Looking back at the half-bowed old man in black robe, Kadir said coldly, he already knew what the other party was thinking, this was an upright conspiracy, and there was no way to resist.

The changes in Perris Castle, the pressure from the north of the kingdom, and the fundamental changes he seeks will haunt him in his sleep at night, so depressed that he can't breathe.

"Devil believers, as long as I can change my situation, I don't mind giving everything I have, including my soul."

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