League of Legends Invades Another World

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The dilapidated and rotten stone gate stands in the center of the passage. Modrian looks at the traces of wind and frost left by the years, his face is solemn, and unexpectedly, there are defensive measures here.

"Open it!" Modrian turned his head and said to Sion. The stone gate is a little tall and its thickness is unclear. It is easy to solve such problems with Sion's size.

Sion smiled lowly, holding the huge black axe in both hands, and walked slowly towards the stone gate. The surrounding area has been cleaned up by the soldiers of the Trifali Legion, leaving a neat passage.

boom!

The tyrannical strength of the arms suddenly erupted, the pale muscles faintly moved the air, and the huge black axe slashed heavily on the stone gate.

Tiny cracks covered the stone door, and rubble and mud dust drifted through the passage.

Modrian signaled everyone to continue to step back in case of unexpected situations, while Sion, as a war machine that existed in a living corpse state, still chopped at the stone gate without any scruples.

A violent roar echoed in the passage, and countless dusts floated up and turbid the air. After ten breaths, this dilapidated and rotten stone gate collapsed, and a musty smell came from the surface.

Covering his nostrils, Modrian did not rush in and waited patiently outside for a long time until the dust dissipated and the air circulated a little, and then he was ready to step in.

"and many more!"

The crisp shouts stopped Modrian's steps, looked down, and saw that Poppy was standing in front of him with his chest up, blocking the way forward.

"Lord Modrian, you can't go in first."

"Okay!" Rubbing Bobby's head, Modrian nodded slightly to Darius, who would wait outside until it was completely safe before entering inside.

Is it a treasure trove or a dusty tomb? Modrian relied on the stone wall to think at will.

that's the truth.

After safely entering the passage, Modrian found many shriveled corpses of the giant snowman along the road. Depending on the direction and degree of entanglement of the corpses, there is a high probability that they died in internal battles.

Recalling the characteristics of the black mist, he was not surprised.

However, after traveling for a while, he suddenly discovered that there were a large number of corpses of giant snowmen in this passage. Because of the environment, they basically kept their original appearance, and they looked much stronger than the giant snowmen they encountered. , but all died here.

Doubts flooded his mind, and Modrian didn't understand why the surviving snowmen didn't open it. He remembered that in the three passages, except for food storage, the other two passages had almost no traces of snowmen.

Is it a civilisation fault?

The surviving Yeti who lost most of their Yeti language have no idea where this place is, but they should at least be exploring.

Modrian shook his head slightly and scattered his thoughts. These are not what he should consider. At least the only remaining snowman in the Renwall Mountains has already wiped out his family in his hands.

Looking at this dark cave, the breath of death permeates the passage.

According to the footsteps in front, Modrian continued to go deeper, and when he passed the corpse of the giant snowman, he would search, hoping to find the spoils, but unfortunately, nothing.

Seeing the faint light source again, Modrian and Poppy stepped up and entered a vast grotto.

What caught my eye was the pile of animal skins and countless broken weapons, as well as some bones and scales from beasts and monsters. After being polished by the snowman, they became a pile of rough daily necessities.

But after a long period of corrosion, everything has become rotten products, including the corpses of a large number of giant snowmen, all of which are scattered in the grotto, which is a bit shocking.

"Be careful when searching to avoid danger," Modrian reminded, looking at the scattered Trifali Legionnaires.

In general, there are ingenious traps in Treasure Lands and Dusty Tombs.

However, it was Modrian who was worried, and the savage yeti civilization did not have so many inner calculations.

"Hey!" Modrian raised his brows slightly, as if he had found something interesting, and walked to the right side of the grotto, where a tall and evil snowman was half-kneeling. The height of his kneeling alone was about 4 meters.

This monstrous yeti, who is suspected to be the leader, is extremely miserable. The essence of flesh and blood in his body has long been swallowed up, leaving only a tall body supported by a skeleton. The once snow-white fur is dull and full of decay.

And the direction in which it is kneeling is a meticulously carved high platform on which two objects that once appeared in the snowman mural are stored.

It is a gray-white shield and a gray-white heavy lance given by the dwarves.

However, those dwarves also thought carefully. The styles of these two items are completely inappropriate for the size of the giant snowman, but they are very suitable for dwarves and humans.

It seems that they also know that these savage bloodthirsty races cannot gain too much power, otherwise it will be difficult to suppress.

According to the strength of the dwarves depicted in the mural, it can be said to be extremely powerful. There are a lot of tyrannical dwarves at the level of the knight commander alone, not to mention that the huge and majestic fortress must have hidden background.

This also fully shows that the Yeti before the Black Mist Disaster was not weak.

Standing under the high platform, Modrian looked at the two objects that still shone with dim light, and felt regretful in his heart.

Shields and lances, carefully crafted by dwarves and given to vassal races, are obviously not ordinary things.

With an optimistic attitude, Modrian stepped onto the high platform and stretched out his double

His hand touched the slightly heavy-looking shield.

【Grey Shield (Broken)】

[Item rarity: high-level magic items]

[Material: gray stone, black iron, dense silver]

【Weight: 165kg】

[Magic Attribute: +25 Armor, +15 Magic Resistance]

[Grey Power: ? ? ? 】

[Remarks: It is from the hands of Noel Giles, the master of ice and snow dwarves. It is one of his proud works. It can be combined with the gray spear to form a set, and its power can be compared to some low-level magic items. 】

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[Ding...... Find the energy source, do you allow the system to decompose? 】

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【no! 】

Modrian looked at the gray-white shield in his hand with interest. The handle was uneven and the force was even. The surface of the shield was finely polished, but under the erosion of time, there were fine cracks, and the center was carved with pure white like a hammer. Signet.

It looks very ordinary, but I didn't expect it to be a high-level magic item, and it's a magic suit.

Putting down the gray-white shield, Modrian looked at another gray-white heavy lance on the high platform. The style was simple and heavy, and the length was about 2 meters.

Different from the ordinary heavy lance, the gray-white lance in front of him is more like a combination of a great sword and a lance.

Both sides of the gun blade opened up, and the top of the gun tip was like a cone, from thick to thin, the slightest cold light stinging the skin, and there were blood troughs extending to the handle of the gun.

It is conceivable that once the gray-white lance pierces the enemy's body, countless blood will be released along the blood tank, and the blood in the body may even be emptied in an instant.

【Grey Spear (Broken)】

[Item rarity: high-level magic items]

[Material: gray stone, black iron, dense silver]

【Weight: 124 kg】

[Magic attribute: +15 attack power, +10 armor penetration]

[Grey Power: ? ? ? 】

[Note: It is from the hand of Noel Giles, the master of ice and snow dwarves. It is one of his proud works. It can be combined with the gray shield to form a set, and its power can be compared to some low-level magic items. 】

"It really is two magic suits!"

Ignoring the disassembly prompt from the system, Modrian gently stroked the gun blade of the gray-white gun, countless goose bumps rose on the surface of the skin, and even ruthless time couldn't erase the sharp cold glow.

"Can it be compared to low-level magical energy items? Very good harvest!"

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