League of Legends Invades Another World

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The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and a bit of bleak noon sun shines on the Lakstark Fortress. On the surface of the original different buildings, a thick layer of golden is applied, and the mottled colors are reflected at the same time.

Noxtola.

The unique portal of the Noxus Empire, at this time, the ripples in the center of the door were like ripples on the surface of a lake, and a rich rune wave was scattered into the air along the dark gray wall.

The air trembled, and the ripples exploded.

Swain walked out of Knoxtola first, and soon after, Ogst and Patrick walked out respectively.

Ogster still maintains the appearance of [Guy], with a handsome face, a tall body, icy blue hair draped over his shoulders, and his frosty pupils filled with surprise.

And Petrick is no longer in the form of an abyss red dragon, and transformed into a strong middle-aged man.

The crimson armor was draped over his body, and his long hair, which was as bright as fire, was tainted with an aura of decay. Together with him, he looked extremely weak.

The two were like followers, one small and one large, following behind Swain, silent.

Warm rays of light covered the gray road in front of Noxtola, and the Noxian Legionnaires walking in a hurry, when they saw Swain, immediately saluted respectfully, as for the two behind them, they didn't care.

"This is... the extraordinary army?"

Ogst carefully released his spirit, sensing the strength of every Noxian Legionnaire, and his heart suddenly surged.

As the undead dracolich of the Winter Abyss, Ogst has lived for a long time and has seen the elite legions and temple knights of many countries.

Even so, in his memory, he rarely saw an extraordinary legion full of professionals, especially the legionnaires who were full of iron and blood and proved themselves with killing.

Professionals are no longer ordinary people, but strong people who have stepped into the extraordinary road.

No matter where in the continent of Kaladimos, professionals can easily live a very nourishing life, and even obtain titles in some small kingdoms.

Of course, in order to welcome the arrival of their own gods, some temples will specially arrange some professionals who rely on the accumulation of resources to form a professional army, which will be used as a facade to meet the preferences of the gods.

However, compared to the professional legion that has really experienced countless fights and grown up, it is not at all on the same level.

Not only Ogster alone, although Petrick lives in the Red Lotus Abyss and rarely knows the situation of the main material plane, he has also heard about the power of the professional legion, which is far from what the abyss monsters can match.

The Noxian Legion made a deep impression on them at this moment.

But it is only profound. They are high-level legends, and they are also dragon legends. The Noxus Legion can enter their eyes, which has proved that their strength is very good.

However, Ogster and Patrick did not know.

The place where Noxtola is located is only the corner of the iceberg of the Lakstark fortress, and it does not represent the whole of the fortress.

Similarly, the Noxian soldiers stationed here do not represent the Noxian Legion in Valoran.

According to the internal planning of the fortress, Noxtola was not far from the main castle, and it was what they saw and heard in the middle of this journey that made Ogst and Petrick more and more silent.

In particular, Ogster, who had secretly visited the Rakstark fortress before his exile, was far less grand and towering than it is now, and the building community was not very dense.

But to this day, the environment of Lakstark Fortress completely broke his cognition, and more importantly, he saw the terrifying potential of the fortress.

Perhaps Ogst and Petrick had tacitly assumed that this was pretty much the full power of Fort Rakstark until they stood in front of the main citadel.

The pitch-black main fort is about twenty meters high, with numerous thorns and rose patterns engraved on the wall surface, surrounding it.

From a simple appearance, the main fort looks like a combination of a palace and a castle, with a cold and stern atmosphere, especially at the top, where balconies and a few casements are cut out, breaking the inherent concept and being much more practical.

But the seemingly ordinary appearance could not deceive the perception of Ogst and Patrick.

In their spiritual world, the main castle in front of them was like a sleeping dark beast, slowly exuding majestic energy fluctuations, dotted with runes like gray scale armor, dotted with solid outer walls.

Ogst and Petrick looked at each other, silently following Swain's footsteps, slowly approaching the main castle arch, and at the same time saw the Trifali Legionnaires guarding the main castle.

Great knight!

The soldiers guarding the main castle actually possessed the strength of a great knight, which made them tremble in their hearts.

Even in the bottomless abyss, the strong knight level can already be regarded as the commander of monsters in the abyss, and can get a little attention from the general consciousness of the abyss.

Inside the main castle, the corridor is slender.

The drowsy environment extended, and the magical lights shone on the faces of Ergost and Patrick, and the shock and surprise in their eyes were undisguised.

Dark gray heavy armor, sharp weapon with cold light, and three dents engraved on the breastplate.

These guard soldiers wear similar standard armor, which means that they are also a professional legion, and it is an extremely powerful professional legion.

Because the two of them felt a lot of strong aura near the knight commander.

"Damn it, isn't this crazy, a strong knight commander is a soldier, guarding a castle?

"Patrick looked calm, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

analogy to other professionals.

Above the knight captain is a legend.

No matter where it is placed, a strong person with the strength of a knight commander can completely defend one side. This is true even in the Abyss, the Temple of the Gods, the Dragon Realm, the Elemental Realm, and so on.

Crunch!

The heavy hall door engraved with runes opened, and Swain glanced at Ogst and Patrick behind him from the corner of his eye, and immediately walked to the tall seat on the lower left of the Iron Throne, bowing and salute. Then sit down gently.

Delicate magic lamps hanging from the dome shed bright light and decorate the ground like frost and snow.

When Ogst and Patrick entered the palace, the first thing they saw was the angular steel throne, which glowed dark gray under the magic light.

Behind the throne stood a tall stone pillar, engraved with eight different gleaming flags.

Orgst looked at the flags carefully, the flags were very unfamiliar, at least he had never seen them in his long memory, but he knew deeply that the status of these eight flags in the Valoran territory must be very high, otherwise they would not be engraved. behind the throne.

indeed so!

The eight flags with different styles represent the important forces in Valoran today: Targon, Freljord, Demacia, Bandle City, Piltover, Zaun, Ionia and Noxus. (Based on the hero who played)

Looking down, Ogst saw Modrian, but as soon as his eyes touched, he felt the aura in his body was abnormally restless.

"Legend? How is it possible?"

What he saw now was far more shocking than anything he had seen before.

If the memory is not wrong, Ergost remembers that the first time he met Modrian, it was at a noble gathering in Edalas.

It was Modrian who was summoned by [Guy] at that time, and his strength was nothing but a knight.

Is it a legend now?

Compared to Ogster's horrified heart, Patrick accepted his fate. As a prisoner, he stepped forward quite calmly, bowed and saluted, "Petric, Lord of Purgatory Flames, has seen greatness before. His Royal Highness Modrian!"

The dull words recalled Ergost's thoughts, he concealed the fluctuations in his heart, and said with the same salute, "I have seen Lord Mordrien!"

On the throne, Modrian's attitude is casual, and with Valoran's current strength, two high-level legends cannot attract him too much attention.

"Long time no see, uh... Do I call you Crown Prince Guy or Crown Prince Ogster?"

"Just call me Ergost, your majesty can't take it." Ergost frowned and replied softly, the meeting along the way had made him give up extra thoughts, and in this palace, he felt fatal danger.

Modrian leaned against the back of the chair and asked, "I heard that you brought the news of the abyss invasion?"

"Yes, the abyss invasion, the invasion of the main material plane war initiated by the bottomless abyss." Ogst said in a deep voice. "Perhaps the lord has noticed that the current abyss invasion looks a little loud and rainy?"

Hearing this, Modrian could not deny.

The fact is indeed as Ogst said, the abyss invasion in Valoran territory has almost been controlled, and it seems that there is no terrifying danger in any fairy tales.

He was a little curious about this, so he checked some ancient books.

Strangely, the book only records the previous abyss invasion events, focusing on the disasters and hazards caused by the abyss, without mentioning what happened and what ultimately led to the end of the abyss invasion.

Ogst took a deep breath, and there was a little fear in the depths of his eyes: "This all-out war belonging to the bottomless abyss and the main material plane, even the gods can't avoid it."

"The current abyss invasion is only the first tentative stage. The so-called abyss cracks are mostly small actions made by various layers of abyss."

"Try?" Modrian moved his fingers and tapped the back of the chair lightly. "What will the final stage look like?"

"Finally... each layer of abyss will open a real abyss channel with the main material plane. All abyss monsters can enter and exit the channel, enter the main material plane, and kill until one side completely fails."

Ogst recalled that a long time ago, he had participated in an abyss invasion, as a dragon, not a dracolich.

"Fully open?" Modrian looked solemn, which was a little different from what he expected.

The Caladimus continent is so vast, and if it is fully opened, there shouldn't be a situation where a territory connects to the third or fourth abyss, right?

"That would be a war between the god of order and the evil god of the abyss." Ogster couldn't understand Modrian's inner emotions, and continued to mutter to himself.

"It is also a war in which countless legendary powerhouses and demigod powerhouses have the opportunity to become gods."

"In that war, the gods are no longer supreme, exist forever, and are in danger of falling."

"Gods Ragnarok?" Modrian suddenly said when he heard Ogst's words, which is very similar to the Ragnarok war in historical records.

"It is indeed Ragnarok, but not just the war of the gods." Ogst nodded in agreement. "According to the current situation of the abyss invasion, it will take about five to ten years to reach the final stage, which is also the stage of real immortality."

"Will it be earlier?" Modrian asked, thinking of the situation in the territory.

"Generally not... I don't either...

It's too clear, I don't know much information, and the real core information may only be known by gods or temples. "Ogster hesitated and chose to tell the truth. In this palace, he was under inexplicable enormous pressure all the time.

Time will destroy all traces, but the gods and their temples that exist high will keep records of some important events. Modrian is also very clear about this, but the current situation of Valoran is not suitable for rashly disturbing the surrounding people. Several shrines.

In the ensuing time, Modrian kept asking Ogster about details and key points that he did not understand.

The two sides had friendly conversations in the palace, and with the occasional interjection of Petrick, Lord of Purgatory Flames, Modrian and Swain got a lot of useful news.

This is what the Morkawi family, the Temple of Fortune and the Balas family have not told Modrian.

Thank you for the evening, and the night unfolds.

The crimson rays of sunshine reflected on the inside and outside of the palace through the crystal dome, laying a layer of golden robes for the soldiers of the Trifary Legion who guarded the main fort.

In the hall of the palace, Modrian ended the topic with a sincere expression and looked at Ogster, the dragon lich who has lived for countless hours.

"I still keep my previous promise in mind, and within my power, I will help you take a shot."

He paused for a moment, and when he saw Ogst, who was suddenly relaxed, he laughed softly: "But I still want to ask, do you intend to join the Valoran collar?"

"I do!"

The dull voice sounded like thunder, and Petric knelt down, offering honorable etiquette to Modrian.

? ? ? ?

Modrian turned his head to look at Swain speechless, what's the situation?

This abyss red dragon has a bad brain? Or are the people you tortured unbearable?

Swain shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know either, well...he really didn't.

This guy is too disgraceful for the dragon clan, and before anyone asks, he immediately kneels and agrees.

"Your Majesty Ogst, you can think about it in the Lakstark Fortress, and I'll wait for your reply." Modrian said meaningfully, as long as he didn't leave the fortress, everything was easy to say.

As if he already knew his future fate, Ogst reluctantly nodded. He pretended to think about it. After all, it was related to what kind of treatment he would receive when he joined Valoran, and it was indeed worth his careful consideration.

He could also choose to escape, but after seeing the strength of the Valoran Territory, a strange thought appeared in his heart.

Seeing Ogst nodding, Modrian looked at Petrick, the abyss red dragon was still kneeling on the ground, looking very respectful.

"Give me your real name."

Each legend will have a secret real name, which is a symbol of their strength on the path of a profound legend, a mark engraved in the depths of their souls, and a unique representative left in this world.

Once you lose your real name, it means that your path will be affected, and even your self will be affected by whoever controls your real name.

Today's Valoran Territory really needs some high-end combat power to guard the various places. Since encountering an abyss red dragon with high-level legendary strength, Modrian should accept it.

By the way, you can help the Iron Glass City to collect some experimental materials, such as dragon blood, dragon scales, etc.

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