League of Legends Invades Another World

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Under the dim starry night sky, the raging fire in Whitley Manor continued to burn, and the air was gradually filled with the smell of spoiled meat, intertwined with the smell of blood like rust.

On the bulging hill in front of him, a girl in a black magic robe stood quietly, staring at the purgatory-like scene in front of her. The dark red ribbon wrapped around her lower abdomen and the long blond hair on her shawl fluttered with the winter wind.

Baron Emerson approached cautiously from the darkness. He raised his head and nodded to the iron thorn cavalry guards around him, then bowed his head and said, "Miss Angela, everyone has been executed!"

The icy cold wind blows, and the atmosphere is silent. Occasionally, the sound of burning fire not far away will quietly approach.

The blond girl turned her body slightly, and a layer of veil covered her face, revealing blue eyes that were as dazzling as emeralds, and there was a vague magic power that could see through people's hearts.

"Well done, Uncle Emerson!"

"Thank you Miss Angela for your compliment. This is what I should have done." Baron Emerson lowered his head and stared at the green grass, daring not to make any changes.

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Emerson to deal with this place and don't leave any evidence. I don't want the old guys from the noble council to make trouble at Lanvasul Castle." Angela stroked her fluttering blond hair, softly. There was a commanding tone in his voice that could not be refused.

The noble council was originally a free council formed spontaneously by a group of great nobles in the age of the gods in order to protect their power and interests from being eroded by many temples.

After countless years of development, the Noble Parliament has become a behemoth. Even if the Geoffrey family is the hereditary duke family of the Stoke Kingdom, they cannot escape the constraints of the Noble Parliament. Tonight's slaughter, if evidence is found by the Noble Parliament, it will be inevitable. It will be noisy for a long time.

"Okay, Miss Angela!" Baron Emerson nodded quickly, then bowed to leave.

"It's a beautiful view tonight, I hope it's not too bad in the town of Irvingale!"

Angela turned around again and faced the burning Whitley Manor. The crystal blue eyes reflected the burning flames. She seemed to remember something and showed an interesting smile.

"Modrian Perris, I didn't expect you to act well when you were at Perris Castle, and you actually deceived so many people, including me."

"I'm looking forward to this meeting. How will the once mediocre person struggle in the face of fate?"

The next day, the bloody incident on the outskirts of Lafargue was discovered by a passing caravan. The emergency city guards blocked Whitley Manor, which had been turned into ashes, and no one was allowed to approach.

Even with the suppression of the nobles of Lafargue, it still cannot prevent this news from drifting to the entire northern cold region with the first snow after the winter season.

Ordinary commoners and businessmen may not know the details, but the upper class nobles found an unusual smell. It seemed that a faint haze shrouded the northern part of the kingdom. Breathless.

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When the ice and snow first fell, the white snowflakes fell, filling the middle of the mountain, with a little magnificent fantasy snow scene.

After enjoying breakfast, Modrian came to the conference hall on the first floor and found that Darius and Sion had been waiting early. After seeing Modrian, they got up and bowed to salute.

"Dreus, has something happened?" Modrian sat in the main seat, turned to look at Darius on his left and asked.

"Late night last night, the war mason found traces of the enemy twenty miles away from the town of Ervindale. It is expected that they will arrive at the foot of Fort Dervo tomorrow afternoon." Darius nodded slightly, and there was a hint of killing in his cold words.

"Is the Geoffrey family so eager to restore their reputation? Lord Whitley's grievances haven't dissipated yet." He tapped the table lightly and looked up at Darius and Sion.

"According to the plan laid out, it is time to let the flag of the Noxian Empire fly high!"

"Yes, Lord Modrian." Darius and Sion responded, with a subtle excitement in their voices. War and killing are deeply engraved in the blood of every Noxian.

As for himself, Modrian is very self-aware, and professional things should be left to professional people. Whether it is Darius or Sion, they were both commanders of the Noxus Empire. If the confrontation is handed over to them, there will be no mistake.

"Are all the supplies ready?" Modrian asked Crane, who was second on the right.

"It's all ready, it's just..." Crane flipped through the notebook in front of him, which was densely recorded with a lot of things. In the end, he hesitated and raised his own concerns.

"It's just that, according to the supply of war materials this time, the finances of Fort Nevvore may be supported for less than a month."

Modrian nodded lightly. For the fund-strapped Fort Dive, there was only one result in this battle, and that was victory, which would win a broader living space for the future.

"Let's arrange it, and victory will eventually belong to us."

Dawn's parliament ended, everyone dispersed, Modrian looked at the white snowflakes falling outside, and walked out of the meeting hall alone.

After seeing Modrian, the Trifali Legionnaire in charge of the security of the main castle put his left hand on his chest and saluted. (heavy armor

It is integrated with the chest and waist, basically unable to bend down)

Nodding slightly, Modrian stood on the stairs of the main fort, feeling the cool feeling of the snow falling, and the desolate feeling of Fort Divor was no longer the same as before, and Noxian soldiers could be seen walking everywhere. There is a faint smell of prosperity in it.

And all of these were caused by the temporary tasks issued by the system shortly after Lambert left that day, and are also the source of the current financial problems of Fort Navajo.

[Temporary Mission: Destiny of War! 】

[Quest Reward: Random Armor Card*5]

[Task introduction: The horn of war has been sounded, and the power of the Noxian Empire will surely be demonstrated. listen! The roar of the drums of war will drown out the wailing of the enemy, and blood and bones will pave the way to Noxian glory. 】

The world of the weak and the strong is so indifferent, and Modrian has no choice or choice in this regard.

In order to ensure the victory of this war, [Noxus Imperial Cavalry*300], [War Mason*10], [Trifari Legionnaire*10], all the troop cards have been summoned to use!

The strength of the Noxus Empire did not disappoint Modrian, especially the soldiers of the Trifali Legion. They are indeed the best and most loyal soldiers of the Noxus Empire. All of them have reached the peak of knighthood. Even a few of them are faintly stronger than Gregory.

"The war has already begun!" Modrian stretched out his right hand to gently catch the falling snow, which slowly melted under the temperature of the palm of his hand.

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