League of Legends Invades Another World

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Modrian stared at the clamoring refugees, his extraordinary eyes could easily see the madness in the eyes of those people, and also saw some people in a hurry. ..org

Even if the clothes are similar, the complexion cannot deceive people, it is different from the frenzied and resentful complexion of those real refugees.

"How many refugees gathered here occupy the Valoran Territory?" Modrian asked softly, with a different emotion flashing in his brown eyes.

"More than half." Crane glanced at the lord, lowered his head, and replied in a deep voice.

"Half!" Modrian murmured repeatedly, looking over the crazy refugees who gathered over a thousand people, then turned to look at the location of the Lax Stark Fortress, and waved his hand coldly.

"let's start!"

If it were the usual situation, he might show kindness, consider dispersing everyone at the foot of the mountain, and then screen the mastermind behind the capture one by one.

It's just that it's different now, Valoran is destined to become the center of attention in this kingdom turmoil, so why not add some blood to the upcoming lively scene, so that the many forces who are playing conspiracy are more sober.

Clap!

Crimson fireworks bloomed in the sky above Fort Dwarf, turning into a flag with a red-bottomed axe blade, condensing in the sky for a long time.

In the camp at the foot of the mountain, after seeing the fireworks in the sky, these resentful refugees were slightly stunned, and then returned to their previous state, noisy and wanting to enter the city halfway up the mountain, where they would provide what they dreamed of. ..org

dong dong! dong dong!

The sound of neat and consistent footsteps came from the mountain road, like a majestic and mighty piano music, which aroused everyone's heartstrings, but for the hidden detectives, it turned into a painful reminder.

Not only was there movement on the mountain, but soldiers in silver armor were faintly seen in all directions.

This is the Demacian soldier stationed at Fort Dive. There are not many, only seven hundred people, but it is quite easy to destroy this group of refugees who are helpless.

When the enemy appears, Demacian soldiers don't care about anything else. As a battle-hardened military force in the Demacian Empire, they have been fighting the Noxian Empire all their lives. Kindness and mercy do not exist, even if these people It looks so frail.

With vigorous steps, the Demacian soldier held a silver shield and waved the sharp blade in his hand, bringing a large amount of blood.

The killing is on!

Or rather slaughter, because the Demacian soldiers completely surrounded all the refugees who had gathered, leaving no openings to escape.

The strong smell of blood awakened the fear that these refugees were once dominated by the gnoll soldiers. They cried, begged for mercy, and grieved. They wanted to pray that the private soldiers who obviously belonged to the nobles in front of them would let them go. face.

Before the bloody death, life is different, but the purpose is the same desire to survive. ..org

Unfortunately, the killing of the Demacian soldiers did not stop at all, on the contrary, it became faster. A group of refugees who had long lost their resistance could not afford the real battle that they longed for in their hearts.

"No fun!"

Modrian shook his head gently. The killing at the foot of the mountain was unexpected. No hidden forces jumped out to stop him at this moment. In vain, he also brought the sword captain Tiana, the crown guard, and the fearless Vanguard Legion soldiers.

"Kran, I'll leave the rest to you." Modrian smelled the smell of blood drifting over, showing an intoxicated expression, then patted Crane on the shoulder and commanded.

"Then let's go back."

Modrian looked at Tiana by his side, as cold and serious as usual, could it be that everyone in the Crown Guard family is like this?

Abandoning the boring thoughts in his mind, he returned to Noxtola embedded in the mountain, praying that the action of Laxstark Fortress was not over yet, and he was looking forward to Swain's strength.

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Rakstark fortress, nearby dark jungle.

A few crows stood on the bare branches, making bursts of hoarse calls, and their scarlet eyes quietly stared at several figures in black cloaks gathered together.

When the light mist covered the sky, the group of hiders who peeped at the fortress couldn't control their breath, because a strange and terrifying breath suddenly appeared in the spiritual perception.

"Damn, let's go!!!"

hiss!

The leading black shadow took out a spell scroll from the cloak and shredded it directly, and bursts of space fluctuations emerged in front of him, forming a black-red portal with mysterious and strange patterns engraved on the edge of the illusory door.

The other hiders ran towards the portal immediately without any instructions, and their swift movements were comparable to those of some mid- and low-level assassins.

But unfortunately, their action was too late.

The crow on the branch suddenly fluttered its wings and flew away like an arrow, slamming into the black-red portal that had just been formed.

puff!

A strange thing happened. The portal, which represented the hope of the hider, turned into a bubble, and the smoke disappeared, as if there was a tyrannical force that directly cut off the positioning of the portal and the condensed magic energy.

"Array!"

The retreat has been cut off, and the shadow at the head is very decisive. When hope disappeared, they back to back each other and formed a circular protective formation in order to face the coming enemy.

The rising wind and waves blew away the light mist, and Swain was suspended in the air, gently tightening the simple coat that was draped outside, looking down at these poor fellows with a dull expression, they didn't even know they had come to the vicinity of the Lacoste fortress. Afterwards, he was monitored by the frenzied crows scattered around.

"Your Majesty, we didn't know that this was your territory, otherwise we would never have offended you." The shadow headed by the black figure lifted off his black cloak, revealing an old mage holding a purple-black staff. Is a high-level spellcaster.

"Please give us a chance, maybe you and we are looking for the same."

"Dark Blasphemy Priest?" Swain fell from the air, and the jet-black staff in his hand hit the ground. He smelled a similar smell, like a demon in his body, like an abyss passage sealed by Janna in Lakstark Fortress .

"You are here for the abyss passage?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, that's why your Majesty behind us sent us here!" The old mage put himself very low, because he had already felt the unfathomable power on the opposite side, and there was a high probability that it was a legendary majesty. .

"If you need help, I think we can help a little!"

"Are you afraid of me?" Swain said with a chuckle, his left hand slowly reaching out from the hem. "Although I am very pleased, this is not the style of blaspheming priests. After all, even the gods can't exterminate you greedy people."

Hearing this, the old mage looked solemn, he could not understand the thoughts of the person in front of him, and finally said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I know that you are a legend, but there is also a demon lord standing behind us, you have to think carefully. ."

"Can you know the organization behind you? I'm very interested." Swain did not answer, but looked at the old mage with interest.

He loves the darkness, especially the darkness that can steal the power of the gods and bring fear, and these dark blasphemous priests seem to have such abilities.

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