League of Legends Invades Another World

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In the dark prison, the continuous gray-white rocks are built into hard walls, and the narrow ventilation holes at intervals allow the air to circulate smoothly, but it is relatively humid.

Dim lights fell on the ground, faintly seeing countless intricate passages.

In the gray-white world, every cell is clearly visible.

The dark iron door in front of the cell fits perfectly into the wall, and a square hole is opened three feet above the ground to place food and water to keep the prisoners' energy.

Going out along the air-conditioned stone slabs on the ground, you can see five-inch-thick iron grids standing, separating each cell in different areas, with heavy iron locks, and it is terrifying, like hell.

crunch.

The shrill door sounded, and then the regular steps echoed in the passage, slapping the reef like a tide.

A row of Noxian soldiers with sharp armor stepped into the front of the cell in an orderly manner, opened the iron lock, and the sharp blade around the waist was slightly unsheathed, flashing a cold light.

"Come out."

Hundreds of iron gates opened at the same time, bringing together a symphony of pain in hell.

The dim light illuminated, and the prisoners who maintained a good mental state slowly walked in the gray-white passage, staggered in turn, and formed a trend team with the nearby prisoners.

Orderly pace, no one resists.

In this prison, they have already suffered the hardships they deserve, and they must learn to change for their own lives.

Especially when he first entered the prison, the shrill screams in the dark interrogation room never stopped, making one's scalp tingle.

In the intricate passage, except for the sound of footsteps, there is a quiet atmosphere, and all the prisoners remain silent. If you look closely, they have similarities: they have no life energy fluctuations, as if they are ordinary people.

But the Noxian soldiers on both sides, fore and aft, had stern expressions, and the sharp knives on their waists never slipped into their sheaths. They were always on guard, and their indifferent eyes focused on the small group of prisoners with different temperaments.

Or bloodthirsty, or aloof, or indifferent, or pious.

These prisoners were originally mercenaries, master knights, murderers, and temple personnel. They were personally arranged by Draven for this performance, but under the medicine studied by Singed, they completely lost their extraordinary abilities and became ordinary people.

The road is getting closer and closer, and slowly a noisy sound spreads into the passage.

Without waiting for the prisoners to reflect, the Noxian soldier drew out the sharp blade from his waist, quickly separated and took away each prisoner, and entered the already arranged passage.

Loud noise.

In front of the final heavy iron fence, every prisoner could clearly see the crowded audience outside, and they sensed the emotions outside.

expect? Confuse? excited?

Especially after seeing these prisoners in place, some people screamed loudly, rendering the surrounding chaotic atmosphere.

"A gladiator?" Many prisoners realized their current identity, and their expressions changed slightly. Fortunately, they could reasonably control their emotional movements.

From a once glamorous identity, to a prisoner under the order, a very ridiculous change.

They used the only narrow angle to observe the nearby prisoner, who would be the enemy they were about to face.

It's just that they don't know the order in which they will play, the rules of this prison, or even what kind of fate they will face in the end.

A subtle restlessness permeated among the prisoners.

But the icy gaze of the Noxian soldier behind them warned them that it was best not to think otherwise.

......................

The midday winter sun is hidden in the clouds like cicada wings, disappearing and appearing, shedding a warm glow.

Looking down from the sky, the black prison looks like a semi-circular sphere, with a concave field covered with yellow sand in the middle, and the surrounding stands are surrounded by trapezoids, which are arranged in an orderly manner.

At this moment, the audience in the prison stand had already gathered more than 10,000 people, and there were also many other intelligent races mixed in. The subtle voices condensed into waves and beat the walls.

Most of them are citizens of Valoran territory, and the early publicity is in place.

--The bloody performance of the death row prisoner sounds to seduce people's inner curiosity.

Above the stands, there are some wandering mercenaries, traders and representatives of forces hiding different thoughts.

At the top of the prison, inside the only gray-black box.

There are a lot of hidden eyes in the stand looking at this place, but unfortunately the gorgeous floor-to-ceiling glass blocks the line of sight, making it impossible to see the scene inside.

Modrian sat in the main seat, with the heroes sitting on both sides, the atmosphere was quite normal, and he would occasionally chat and laugh with the heroes.

On the right, the Noxian Legion headed by Swine, except for Sion who stayed at the Gate of Sorrows, Darius and Klay took their seats in turn, followed by Tucci, Urgot, and Singed. The three guys stayed together, not knowing what to do, with a strong alchemy atmosphere.

The left side is headed by Garen, and the forces are more complicated. The second seat is Ashe, then Poppy, Fiona, Quinn, and Gragas. They are sitting in a mix. As for Teemo and Kenan, there are other tasks, no Time to attend this show by Draven.

Xin Zhao and Jie stood behind Modrian, and Yuumi rode the golden magic tome around the top of the box, occasionally chatting with Poppy, but avoiding Swain's direction.

obviously

, that accident frightened it.

"Do you want to teach those unscrupulous guys a lesson?" Jie looked at the breath he was searching for outside the glass, and the red eyes behind the visor flickered.

The gorgeous glazed glass was specially custom-made by Draven for Singed, and incorporated some of Zaun's alchemy technology. Sitting inside can clearly overlook the central prison grounds, and perfectly separate the outside space.

"No, that's it, they can't see it anyway. Besides, other people are also guests who buy tickets." Modrian shook his head slightly and refused, and then looked at the high platform not far from the box, the tall stone seat The chairs are placed on it, covered with snow-white animal fur.

"This guy Draven really has absolute talent for acting."

The prison, built in only half a year, covers an area of ​​about 50,000 square meters and was completed by the cooperation of war masons and Demacian armorers, as well as craftsmen from the city of Owendale.

The grandeur and majesty that didn't need to be created in this way is mainly because after Delevingne joined in midway, the current scene was created to satisfy his inner thoughts.

Turning his eyes slightly, Modrian saw a lot of familiar forces, the Temple of Wealth, the Temple of Power, the many noble forces of Limontanlu, and some great nobles with obvious upper-class temperament.

"Those are nobles from the south of the Stoke Kingdom. The purpose is very simple, to explore the realities of the territory and make changes that are in line with interests." Xin Zhao explained beside him.

The sudden change in Limontanlu has made the situation in the Stoke Kingdom quite chaotic, especially Valoran, who is entrenched in the north, watching the changes in the situation.

thump-thump-thump-thump

The rapid sound of bells and drums rang out, echoing over the prison, suppressing the noise.

The iron gates around the auditorium opened, and a line of Lenoxus Scarlet cavalry and Trifali Legionnaires dressed in heavy black armor stepped out, at five meters intervals, standing in front of each other with horns, with Nok at the waist. Sass's long sword was half-sheathed, and the cold light was cold.

Then life energy emerges, alternately merges, connects into pieces, guards and shocks the audience with different thoughts behind.

"These soldiers..." The spies hidden in the crowd and the various forces were terrified, because the soldiers in the field of vision at least had the strength of the great knights, and even the breath of the leading ones was unpredictable.. .. the knight commander?

Ha, is this a joke? The knight commander is actually working as a guard in the prison? !

More than that, they looked back, and in the wider stand at the back, the Noxus expedition cavalry stood one by one, and the surging aura was that of extraordinary knights.

Damn, is it just the power of maintaining order in prisons so terrifying? Horror thoughts appeared in the minds of many spies and forces.

"Tsk tsk, Darius, Legionnaire of Trefary, Noxus Scarlet Cavalry..." Modrian turned to look at Darius and said with a smile. "So many people, does that fellow Draven reimburse you for the round-trip toll?"

Hearing the voice, Darius lowered his head slightly and said, "Just mobilizing for a day will not hinder the defensive power of the Gate of Sorrow..."

Modrian raised his hand, interrupted Darius's words, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm just joking." He rarely interferes in the lives of his heroes, and the relationship between Darius and Draven As everyone knows, he is not surprised to have such an arrangement, but it seems that Darius is a little nervous.

Immediately he skipped the subject and looked at Swain. "Is this about to start?"

"Yes, the performance will start soon." Swain nodded lightly with a smile on his lips. The embarrassed Darius was rarely seen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the exciting Dray Alliance!"

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