League of Legends Invades Another World

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The system prompts of the cold machinery echoed in the ears, and the dark green data stream interweaved cards with different styles in the retina, and the four corners were filled with colorful colors. .

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"Unyielding Gun Pantheon"

The pale golden brilliance disappeared in the pupils, Modrian murmured, and a flush appeared on his calm face, which was the power that suppressed Urgot's feedback and the change in his expression brought about by the slight loss of control of his emotions.

The magic cat Yumin is a cute magical creature, but you can't expect how amazing the power it can give back, at least for Modrian's current strong body.

And the power of Urgot's feedback made Modrian vaguely see the legendary road filled with mist, which was close at hand, but could not be touched, it seemed that it was only one step away, so he couldn't wait to choose the summon, looking forward to the new hero 's arrival

hero cappanson

This is a darker-colored card. The whole body is covered with silver-gray texture, with strong traces of war, but the top of the card has a bright golden light blooming, which seems to imply something, and the most attractive thing is the positive The blur in the center reveals a majestic figure with fighting intent.

To be honest, Modrian was very surprised. The memory of his previous life was still there. He deeply knew the horror of Pan Sen, not only in terms of strength, but also his own will and the mortal nature he insisted on.

Targon, the top of the world in Valoran.

This towering mountain is entirely composed of hard rocks. It is bathed in the scorching sun all year round and always overlooks the mountains below. It is majestic and unparalleled in the world.

The sky around Targon is always shimmering with astral entities.

A scorching sun, several bright moons, but also constellations, planets, comets flaming in the dark night, and many stars, lined up a variety of beautiful scenes.

Atreus was born on the steep mountains of Targon, and he was named after a star in the night sky, and that brilliant star was part of the constellation Pantheon, the god of war. .

From a very young age, he knew that fighting was his destiny. He was trained, like many of the tribe's children, with the goal of joining the Rahorak, the military order of Rakkor.

Atreus was never the most powerful or skilled warrior, but he somehow persevered, standing up bloodstained and bruised after each bout.

During his training, he had a fierce confrontation with his fellow recruit, Pylas. But no matter how many times Atreus was thrown to the stone, he stood up again. His unrelenting tenacity made Pylas look at him differently. The blood they shed on the training ground has built a true brotherhood.

Atreus and Pylas were attacked by barbarians during a patrol, and they were the only two of the entire Rakor patrol. And when the Sun Protoss refused to crusade the invaders, Atreus and Pylas vowed to take the Protoss' power for themselves, and they decided to climb the summit of Targon.

Like many of their predecessors, they also underestimated how brutal the climb was. Before Pylas reached the top of the mountain, his life was like a candle in the wind, and it finally vanished with a slight tremor. When the sky is open, and only Atreus is still there, he will be the carrier of the divine protoss, and he will have the power to take revenge.

But it wasn't people who returned to the Rakkor tribe, but Pantheon, the war protoss with shining spears and shining round shields.

He decided that Atreus was ineligible because he was a samurai who had been defeated in battle, so it took his body completely and used it to achieve his goals, a task too arduous for mortals.

Atreus was sealed in the farthest corner of his mind, and he could only see the Protoss roaming the world through vague visions, searching for the weapons created by the Darkin in ancient times.

Later, in a rage, Pantheon joined a battle not far from Targon, and what awaited him was Aatrox, the darkborn swordsman who was chasing the top of the mountain. The battle was fought from the ground to the sky, and the last impossible thing happened to the army of human beings below.

The Darkin's god-killing blade pierced Pantheon's chest, carving a sword into the war constellation in the sky.

But as the Protoss gradually dissipated, Atreus, who it thought was weak, woke up again. He was pierced by Aatrox's blade, the power of the Protoss weapon waning, and he gasped and spat into the darkin's face. Aatrox sneered, leaving Atreus in place to die.

Hours later, when the crows began to fall, Atreus fought back the pain and stood up again, staggering back to the Rakkor tribe, leaving a blood-stained road behind him. .After a lifetime of failure, his will to survive and the anger of being betrayed were enough to delay his death, even if that death had taken away the God of War.

Atreus wakes up at Pylas's house, and Pylas' widow Iura heals him. there

Here, Atreus understands that he has been looking up at the stars all his life, but he has never thought about the world under the stars. Mortals are different from gods, and mortals fight because they have no choice, because they know that death is always waiting. He sees this resilience in all his life, because the threat of death never ends.

Indeed, barbarian invaders are now threatening the northern settlements of the Rakkor, including Iura's farms. Although Atreus would have to recuperate for months before he could lift his spear, he decided to end the disaster himself. Finally, he set off with the dim weapon left by the Protoss.

However, when he arrives, he finds that his mortal enemy has been attacked. From their screams and the strong smell of blood, Atreus knew that they were facing Aatrox.

Atreus realized that it was Aatrox who drove the barbarians to Targon. Though he had regarded them as enemies, they were no different from the Rakkor, mortals torn by dissension caught between two greater powers. Atreus held the same resentment against the darkin and the Protoss. They are all the same. They are all problems themselves.

Atreus stood between the barbarian and Aatrox. The darkin recognized that the scarred shield and spear belonged to the fallen protoss, and sneered at him. Now that Atreus had no Pantheon's power, how could he want him to kneel under Aatrox's attack? land, but when Atreus heard the shouts of the people around him, his will ignited the Protoss' spear. With a vigorous leap, he slashed the darkin's sword-wielding arm with one blow.

The sword and the darkborn fell to the ground, but Atreus stood firm, and he saw the star with his own name reborn in the sky.

Although Atreus often misses returning to Iura's farm, he made a vow that day against Protoss, Ascended, Demons, and anything too powerful, for they only destroy.

He abandoned his original name and became the new Pantheon Protoss' equipment. Now it has been infused with a new will to fight. Only when he faces death can he burn.

Pantheon's divinity is gone, and the god of war must be reborn among mortals.

The cards shrouded in silver-gray light shattered in the air, disintegrating into little silver brilliance, depicting a mysterious six-pointed star array on the ground like a spear, and then a thick, mountain-like, but extremely sharp aura appeared on the ground. Inside the secret room.

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The air trembled, and the forbidden magic circle on the dome couldn't bear the overflowing breath. The clear magic crystal shattered into pieces and fell down, reflecting the cracked walls.

The dark red mist filled the air, Swain stepped out, the black cloak behind him was windless, and bursts of crows whispered, soaring around the magic circle, suppressing the overflowing breath as much as possible.

Outside the Lakstark Fortress, the dark night covered the sky, a cyan breeze was blowing, and Janna's figure appeared, looking down at the faintly tingling breath in the direction of the secret room, and couldn't help but want to overflow fortress.

"This is"

The color of doubt disappeared in the eyes, Janna's expression was slightly condensed, and her hands spread out, calling for the blue wind between heaven and earth, which was densely covered over the fortress, as if a delicate and transparent canopy covered the extremely fierce breath that wanted to pierce the sky. .

The ubiquitous cyan breeze swept into the secret room along the gap, contrasting with the crimson mist, forcibly suppressing the energy that was constantly emerging in the hexagram.

A trembling roar resounded in the air, and white ripples suddenly appeared, constantly pushing away the cyan breeze and crimson mist that surged to the six-pointed star formation.

Seemingly aware of something, Pan Sen in the star array consciously restrained himself, and then used a spear and a shield to open the door that emerged in the center of the star array.

"Gods are dead, mortals live forever"

The heavy and steady voice rang in his ears like the thunder of a kettle. Modrian stared at the fading six-pointed star array, and Pan Sen's figure was revealed.

A light golden closed helmet wraps his head, his shirtless upper body is surrounded by a broken blue cloak, and a little dust is stained on it. He holds a dim spear and shield in both hands. The ferocious style is extremely sharp and heavy. The solid feeling, that is the weapon left by the war protoss.

What really attracted Modrian's attention was the fatal scar from the left chest to the right abdomen.

There are also rune marks that are extremely dimmed on the body.

"If I remember correctly, Pantheon was modeled after the ancient Spartan warriors. And the Spartan tradition was to hold a shield in the right hand and a spear in the left because they needed to protect themselves with the shield of the right hand. neck to thigh, to avoid damage to the heart."

Modrian thought in his heart. From the scars, we can see the intensity of the battle between the war protoss and the dark-born sword demon Aatrox. Aatrox, who was holding the God-killing blade, cut off the shield and left behind. Fatal injury.

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Pan Sen stepped out of the six-pointed star formation, looked around the many heroes in the secret room, and immediately walked to Modrian, took off his helmet, revealing a calm and determined face, with golden rune marks engraved on both sides of his head.

"Lord Lord, Pan Sen greets you."

Modrian smiled and wanted to say some words of welcome, but unexpected circumstances suddenly occurred, and the majestic life energy from Panson overflowed his body, completely tearing up the fog of the legendary road for him. , clearly see a road with blood flowing.

The scarlet blood stained the skin, and the terrifying surging life energy frantically washed the already incomparable body, bit by bit, everywhere, baptizing blood vessels, organs, muscles, bones, etc., and then returning to the depths of the body, overflowing violent force

Yuumi, who was sitting on her shoulder, blew away.

"Wow, is this what happened to break through?" Yuumi drove the golden magic tome into the air in a panic, wandering around Modrian.

Darius and Garen, who were standing behind them, restrained their eyes full of fanatical fighting intent. Ever since they saw Pan Sen, they could no longer keep their silent attitude.

The story of Pantheon, the unyielding spear, spread across the continent of Valoran, especially when he slashed the sword-wielding arm of the madman Aatrox with the body of a mortal.

But now the timing is not right, Modrian's abnormal state makes them be careful, the blood red breath is restless in the air.

Swain's expression moved slightly, and the pervasive crimson mist slowly filled the secret room. Together with the cyan breeze, it surrounded Modrian's body, forming a forbidden space to prevent the leakage of Qi.

Unlike Pansen, Modrian's energy is surging at the moment, and within their tolerance, he can perfectly block the breath.

"Hey, Panson, did you say there's a cat proto-spirit on Targon?"

Yumi left Modrian who was in a breakthrough state at the moment, floated in front of Panson, and asked, "Do you think it is possible for me to be recognized by the Protoss?"

"Xingling is illusory, and mortals should not be treated as pets by gods." Pan Sen looked at the cat in front of him, and said in a deep voice, his tone sounded incomparably flat, but everything that had happened left a deep mark in his heart.

"What they see in the sky is war, but on the ground all they see is killing."

Immediately, he no longer cared about Yuumi, but clenched his spear and shield tightly, guarding Modrian in the center with Darius, Garen, and Ashe at four corners.

"Okay, I'm still looking forward to the cat protoss, maybe the fish and fish protoss can also be."

Hearing Panson's words, Yumi immediately lay weakly on the magic tome, her forelimbs fluttered, and she gently floated to the dome of the secret room. The protective magical power showed and descended on Modrian.

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