League of Legends Invades Another World

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The tragic wind of late autumn is getting colder and colder, but it cannot extinguish the desire to kill that burns like a flame.

At the edge of the wilderness plain, the sound of hooves was like thunder. From a distance, two small cavalrymen seemed to collide without skill, like two steel torrents. And the chaotic sound of horseshoes, playing a beautiful and beautiful war movement.

Cooper took the lead in rushing into the enemy cavalry, and the clenched spear had pierced through the two enemies, hanging like a broken doll on the head of the gun, and the viscous blood dyed the body red along the mail.

In an instant, two steel-like cavalrymen crossed, each dropped their crushed corpses and then gathered silently. The resounding sound of horse hooves shook the earth, and the tragic momentum became more and more intense.

The flames of war were raging, and the cavalrymen rushed towards it like moths, turning into wisps of ashes.

Over the shattered corpse beneath his feet, Darius' reckless gaze set on the battlefield where blood and glory were intertwined not far away, and stepped forward.

The black battle axe made deep marks on the grass as it advanced, the thick chains at the handle of the axe rattled, and a bloody and violent aura filled the surroundings.

【Kill the Quartet】!

Approaching the cavalry battlefield, Darius suddenly swung the battle axe around himself. The sound of the chains was like the neighing of a beast. The axe blade with a cold light shredded the solid armor and killed all the enemies within the range of the battle axe, leaving a clearly visible The dark red axe marks.

The screams of fear and despair resounded through the battlefield, a large amount of vigorous life breath disappeared like smoke, and the overflowing blood accumulated into a stream flowing in the plains and grasslands.

With just an axe, the iron thorn cavalry, who was already in high morale, was defeated like a mountain, and the terrifying figure like a demon filled his terrified eyes, and the humble soul trembled.

From the corner of his eyes, Cooper saw the changed battle situation at the moment, struggling to reverse the horse that stepped down, and roared loudly: "Scarlet Shield, charge!"

"Scarlet Shield, charge!"

The only remaining young cavalry blew the horn of the charge again. Before they had time to wipe the blood from their faces, they clenched the cold spears in their hands and rushed towards the Iron Thorns cavalry fearlessly.

The dawn of victory slowly appeared like the brilliance of dawn, and the fire of war also burned to ashes.

This is the power of extraordinary professionals, which can change the pattern of small-scale battles, or the direction and outcome of local wars.

Without the existence of Darius, tonight's killing might have been a different situation, and the fate of the loser would have been even more brutal.

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The cold autumn wind wafts under the night, and the strong smell of blood fills this dilapidated camp. There are shredded flesh wrapped in pale bones everywhere, blood flowing from the broken weapons inserted upside down, and the pain of war horses. The moaning continued.

The battle is over.

The bright moon hanging behind the dark clouds seemed to be unbearable to see the cruelty of the battlefield, and even the light of the bonfire was slightly dimmed.

Modrian looked at everything in front of him indifferently, and no one knew the waves in his heart. This was the first time he had experienced such a real battle.

The collision between the cavalrymen, the silent harvest of life, the overflowing blood sparkled like a rose blooming, and the scenes that happened, Modrian just watched quietly, as if he should be like this.

However, for Darius' almost invincible strength display, Modrian's heart is full of excitement, and he is more and more looking forward to the system.

Just Darius is so powerful, there are more heroes waiting for his call, and maybe there are more unknown things.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Heavy footsteps sounded, Modrian looked up, Darius' burly figure came into view, and the rich smell of blood filled his side, which was the glory of killing.

"Lord Modrian!"

Darius bowed slightly and saluted, and silently guarded Modrian's side, as if he was not the same God of War who had been bathed in blood before. At this time, Darius restrained his domineering and unparalleled aura and returned to the sleeping hero. lion.

Modrian stood in place and looked into the distance. Those young cavalrymen who survived the battle were cleaning the desolate battlefield. The order had been issued, and no prisoners were needed. The wounded enemy was executed on the spot.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the waiting time did not take too long. Cooper appeared with firm steps, his once stable face was covered with blood, and a trace of sadness lingered.

"Lord Modrian, all the incoming enemies have been wiped out!" Cooper knelt on one knee, holding a terrified head in his right hand, stained with blood.

"This is Milne Gavin, the betrayer, who secretly leaked our traces and has been executed by me!"

Modrian didn't seem to hear the change of title. From respect for the nobles to recognition of strength, he calmly glanced at the somewhat familiar head, which seemed to be a knight apprentice in charge of the logistics of the cavalry team.

Betrayer? It seems that my brother was really careful, never letting go of any details that could change the situation.

A deep murderous intent flashed in Modrian's brown pupils, and the murderer was always killed. When he had enough revenge power, he would not forget the 'gift' given by the other party.

"How about the casualties?" Modrian asked while suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

"Eight people died and four were injured. I have arranged for burial on the spot, and the injured partner will not affect tomorrow's itinerary."

Cooper's tone is heavy, the war is followed by mourning

, the friends who used to talk and laugh have turned into a pile of dead bones and are buried in the wilderness, maybe they will occasionally think of them in future memories.

The fragility of life is vividly displayed at this time, but Modrian is surprised to find that he has no trace of sadness. Is he ignoring life? He was suddenly at a loss, and had to hurriedly end the conversation.

"Then make arrangements as soon as possible!"

The snow-white moonlight was mixed with a little starlight, and the silent and silent atmosphere suddenly descended.

Become a vassal knight?

Cooper stood up slowly, blood dripping from his red-stained armor. He recalled a lot from the beginning when he was unwilling to receive the order. He didn't want to be the subordinate of a mediocre person. He could pray for more, but in the end he followed the order.

Mediocre? The worldly vision is a bit ridiculous, and I am not immune to it.

Cooper looked at Modrian Perris in front of him, and then at the tall and burly figure on the left.

In the just-concluded battle, the one who slaughtered almost all the enemies with ease like slaughtering chickens and dogs, including the knight who was once high in his heart.

All I pursue is to make achievements and build a career, and now, the opportunity is in front of me, why bother to seek farther?

"I, Cooper Adolf, would like to follow Lord Modrian to the battlefield!"

Without any hesitation, Cooper knelt down on one knee, pulled out the long sword around his waist, cut his palms, and the bright blood showed charming colors under the dim firelight, offering Modrian the noble gift of knighthood.

Looking at the sudden situation in front of him, Modrian showed a hint of surprise, his deep eyes seemed to want to see through Cooper's heart at this moment, and finally he accepted the gift of the vassal knight.

"I, Modrian Perris, accept your following!"

Modrian stretched out his right hand and put it on the sharp sword that had long been stained with blood and formed a blood scab. Until now, he had completely mastered the cavalry team that belonged to him in name, and a silent smile filled his face.

Some wanton, some insolent.

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