League of Legends Invades Another World

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In the hall of the palace, flickering magic lights fell on the smooth ground, reflecting a tinge of blood red.

Modrian was very interested in the cooperation proposed by Herbert.

The rise of the Valoran Territory is too short. Although the strength is barely sufficient, in terms of information, they obviously have many shortcomings.

Especially the secret information about the continent of Kaladimos and the gods, Valoran Territory is almost blank, even some of the information obtained now is obtained through the exchange of intelligence resources.

Perhaps Valoran led this cooperation to learn some interesting things through the Mokawi family.

For example, the prophecy of the Lord God of Destiny this time has an unexpected but rich harvest.

"Sigrid?"

Following Modrian's gaze, Herbert looked at Sigrid on the side of the white jade seat. There was a trace of blood belonging to the Mokawi family in the turbid blood.

Recalling the family intelligence information before this trip, Herbert knew that the descendant of the blood family in front of him was a chess piece that the Mokawi family once exiled to the Stoke Kingdom, but now he can stand in front of his blood family ancestor. .

Interesting change of fate.

"The Mokawi family is looking forward to cooperating with the Valoran collar." Herbert put his hands on both sides, bowed his head slightly, and extended the ancient noble etiquette to Modrian.

No one noticed, just when Herbert lowered his head, a strange smile flashed across his handsome face.

It is a 'good' idea to arrange the descendants of the Mokawi family to serve as messengers.

In the following time, as the two parties reached a certain consensus, the atmosphere in the palace hall became more and more relaxed.

Modrian and Herbert began to have friendly conversations, mostly about the main material plane and the customs of the abyss, as well as some channel news exchanges.

As for Margery's death, the two kept silent, and it seems that there has never been a legendary fall event.

In the process of talking between the two, Herbert showed the noble etiquette and slapped Modrian in all directions.

If Scarlet Wing Herbert is a born noble, then Modrian is just a toddler who has just entered the noble class.

Aristocratic etiquette?

Modrian showed a completely indifferent attitude, at least in his view, these red tapes were useless.

Only truly powerful strength will make others face up to them, instead of relying on the so-called noble etiquette.

......

The dim light penetrated through the dome and fell into the palace hall.

Herbert's figure turned into blood-colored wings and disappeared into the scarlet sky.

Sigrid and Chesterton felt the slight change in the atmosphere in the palace, looked at each other, bowed and left the palace at the same time.

"What do you think of the prophecy left by the God of Destiny?" Modrian sat on the white jade seat, leaned forward, and turned his eyes to Swain on the left.

"There is also a request for cooperation from the Mokawi family."

Hearing Modrian's question, Swain pondered for a while, then swept across Panson and Galen, and said aloud: "The dispute between the gods, the water here is a bit deep."

"Although we have killed the god of plague, Grace, and defeated the clone of Samuanya, the god of lizardmen, I think it's better for Valoran to not participate for the time being."

"The current Valoran Territory should start to control the Kingdom of Stoke and digest all the kingdom's benefits."

"As for the cooperation proposed by the Mokawi family, we can make tentative preparations." Swain narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression cold.

"Sigrid is a smart person, she will make the best choice."

During the Lizardman War, Draven went out with the army, and Sigrid took over.

This also shows from the side that Sigrid is loyal to the Valoran collar.

"Gallen, how about you?"

After listening to Swain's suggestion, Modrian looked at Galen on the right hand side and signaled that he would also make an opinion.

"I agree with Swain's suggestion." Galen said calmly, his whole body restrained.

"The result of defeating the Lizardmen Legion in the Kingdom of Besilik on the Great Plains of Shatar and destroying the projection of the Divine Kingdom will allow the Valoran Territory to develop in peace for a period of time."

"This is also a good opportunity to control the Kingdom of Stoke and settle the Valoran Territory."

Galen paused, and after thinking for a while, said solemnly: "The prophecy of the God of Destiny, I think it can be ignored for the time being. Judging from the attitude of the Mokawi family, the signs of the prophecy have not yet begun."

Modrian nodded and nodded. Swain and Galen had the same suggestion, so the future focus of Valoran Territory will be on the Kingdom of Stoke.

As if remembering something, he looked at Pan Sen and asked, "How is Herbert's strength?"

"Not bad, but that's all." Pan Sen said without hesitation. As early as when Herbert was approaching the palace hall, he had already felt the guy's breath.

It is slightly weaker than the avatar of Samuanya, the god of the lizardmen, but much stronger than the other two lizardmen gods.

As for the specific strength, you need to fight to know it completely.

After Modrian, who was leaning on the white jade seat, got the answer he wanted, his expression was much more relaxed. Pan Sen's strength was among the top ranks in Valoran, not to mention stronger than him, but there were a few who could match him. On a par.

deal with

After the affairs of the Mokawi family, Modrian didn't stay in Chiyan City much. The ubiquitous repulsion in the Abyss of Original Sin made him uncomfortable. Coupled with the faint smell of blood in the air, he chose to return to the main material plane. .

......

The continent of Kaladimos, the far north.

The icy and biting cold wind swept large swaths of snowflakes, flooding the earth like a sea of ​​silver waves.

At the end of the field of vision, the towers of mage standing tall are like bright lighthouses, scattering crystal light, against the dim sky.

The top of the tower.

The old mage, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, seemed to sense a subtle magic fluctuation, opened his eyes gently, and a faint blue light illuminated the top of the tower.

"This wave...is the Slate of Destiny!"

The old mage looked dignified and looked up at the blue-white mage dome. The dazzling catalogue of stars flickered with bright or dark brilliance, and the gray-brown Fate Slate in the center of the catalog was showing a grayish color.

The trajectory of destiny that has been changed is slowly returning to the established trajectory, and the illusory light slowly walks on the mottled slate surface, leaving an exceptionally clear trace.

"Self-editing of destiny?"

Staring at the changes in the Fate Slate, the old mage murmured, even if the trajectory of fate returns to normal, the traces of the changes that have once changed are eye-catching like white jade flaws.

"Valoran Territory!" The old mage recalled the protagonist in the last plague incident with a solemn expression.

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