League of Legends Invades Another World

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The moon is hanging, the night is vast, and the original appearance of the Arathi Plain is gradually lost in the indifferent fog. The dim and dark environment reaches Limontanlu, a lonely star standing on the top of the mountain, and the night sky. The galaxies of the stars are against each other, creating a mysterious feeling.

The capital of a country stands in the middle of the plain, and it is also the largest plain in the Stoke Kingdom, the Arathi Plain, which shows that it is confident in its own strength.

The Violet Guards Legion, a cavalry corps stationed near Limontanlu, established by Valante I, the ace cavalry corps that continues to this day, has won countless honors over hundreds of years and established the first cavalry of the Kingdom of Stoke Legion's illustrious name.

The core of it was a cavalry legion composed entirely of great knights. From this core, the number of Violet Guards cavalry had been exhausted. As for the specific number of the core, it was only in the hands of the king.

This is also the root of Limontanlu's nearly 1,000-year history of being safe and sound. (Of course, not just because of the Violet Guards, there must be other reasons as well.)

At this time, in the city of Limontanlu, the lanterns were just on, the prosperity of the day came to an end, and the blurred life of the night was exposed.

The Shark Tavern, one of the top taverns in the city that never sleeps, is also the most frequented place for nightlife fun in Horace.

Pushing open the heavy mahogany door, the noise hit him like a heavy hammer, rubbing his ears, Horace ignored the thugs crouching on both sides, and led Vossman into the tavern.

The colorful magic lights shone in the wide hall, and countless young figures drowned in it, and the sultry atmosphere shrouded here.

Before he could go far, Horace had to push away the three waves of girls who were approaching him. "Ha, it seems that my charm is still there. Even if I leave for a few years, I will not lose my style."

Glancing at the indifferent Wassman beside him, Horace shrugged his shoulders, asking for his own boredom, a faint surging of life energy, and an invisible momentum to disperse the slightly fanatical crowd around, they walked through it, heading straight for the goal. ground away.

"Sorry, you two, it's forbidden here..." In front of the stairway of the tavern, two strong men in chain armor stopped Horace and Wassman, and stretched out their arms. There is a breath of life energy.

Horace glanced at the ballroom casually, then took out a scarlet token from his arms, threw it to the strong man in chain armor, and forced his way through the middle, showing his playful temperament.

"Go away, don't look who's coming?"

The strong man in chain mail on the right held a red-red token, and against the magic lights that fell, a flaming fire emblem was engraved on the center of the token.

The Dale family!

The strong man in chain mail frowned, and immediately turned sideways out of the way, watching Horace and Wassman disappear into the stairway.

"There is a young master from the Dal family going upstairs, pay attention." The strong man in chain armor pulled the placket around his neck, and a light blue stone was embroidered on it.

The sound transmission stone can be used for communication in a small area.

"receive!"

"receive!"

After the instructions, the strong man in chain armor returned to his original position, looking indifferently at the unexpected situations around him. The Shark's Tavern hired them for more than money.

The clamor remained the same, and the young crowd crowded the ballroom, venting themselves under the flickering magic lights.

At the same time, one after another twisted shadows shuttled through Limontan Lune, like stray maned dogs chasing different targets and places.

The savage gangs in the dark night patrol their respective places and use their system and rules to squeeze the interests of the civilians. The shadow streamers saw their methods and methods of dealing with the rebels, and they even watched them kill unprovoked, just to satisfy The bloody desire to kill.

The city hall with magical lights is located in an unremarkable building. This is the capital of the king. There are not many dignitaries and nobles, and it is also destined to be deserted.

However, these still can't stop the greed in their hearts. Maybe they are like lackeys in the face of the aristocratic nobles, but in the face of the commoners and businessmen, they have enough ability.

The darkness behind the light, the acceptance of bribes, and the exchange of money and power abound. This is a degenerate process that is irresistible.

The shadow streamers continued to spread, and in the corners of the streets under the night stars, there were still civilians working and living, calculating how much money they could earn a day and how many people they could feed.

The voice of complaining and nagging reaches the ears of the shadow streamers, but under the complaints, they still have to fight with the trivial matters of life, which is the hardship of life at the bottom.

The footsteps of the shadow streamers also went deep into the so-called upper city area, which is an area belonging to the nobles. In the prosperous life under the night, there are too many people who are addicted to women and banquets, in order to live a second is a second, The blessings left by their ancestors make these worms forget about other things.

Of course, in addition to this, there are other places in Limontan Lune. The looming sense of danger makes the shadow streamers stagnate in the past. After silently writing down the details, they turn around and leave to explore other places in the 'fog'. ' in place.

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late night, noble

In the area, a luxurious building complex like carved beams and painted columns.

Ah...woo!

The mournful call came to an end, and the silver armored guards silently guarding the central building walked in slowly, and dragged out a decapitated male corpse from inside. The naked body had many blue and purple marks.

"I almost cut my skin, but I'm quick to react!" The pure white pajamas wrapped the youth's body, and the feminine and slender tone echoed in the room. The red-red rapier held in his right hand dripped with blood, stained with blood. Luxurious red carpet.

Reaching out and twisting the towel on the mahogany table in front of him, the young man in white pajamas wiped the blood on the blade of the sword. Every time he wiped it, it was like stroking a gentle lover.

"My brother Sawyer, since he's here, why didn't he make a sound?"

At the door of the room, a blond young man in casual clothes stepped in, and his face was five or six similar to that of the young man in white pajamas.

"Ha, brother Saroyan, it looks like you haven't received the news yet." Sawyer frowned at the blood spattered around, and continued word by word.

"He's back, the friend you 'miss' day and night!"

The body of the scarlet rapier trembled slightly, instantly clearing the clean and sharp blade, Saroyan looked at Sawyer, who was playing a riddle, and pressed his opponent with a chilling aura.

"who is it?"

"Horace Lindbergh Dale!"

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