League of Legends Invades Another World

.. the bottomless abyss.

The thirty-second abyss: the abyss of sin.

A chaotic and dark aura circulated over the abyss, and a town that should have been full of violence and sin was now silent, quiet and dull.

Whether it was a demon, a devil, or an evil priest, they hid in the house, shivering, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying, causing them great nerve damage.

"Corrosive and tattered."

"Stay high, the crows are long!"

Ancient Fear Fiddlesticks, still wearing a shattered sackcloth, continued to sing the unfinished ancient song, and the rusty kerosene lamp in his hand lit dimly, illuminating the dimly lit room.

Very interesting.. escape idea.

Fiddlesticks looked flickering, recalling his previous pursuit, and after going around in the bottomless abyss, he returned to the abyss of sin again.

"The one who can't escape... The one who can't escape, you will eventually become one of my stories, handed down and bring fear to the world."

A hoarse and sharp voice echoed in the small room, and Fiddlesticks' eyes glowed with dark green light, reflecting an irregular black gem, which looked exceptionally gorgeous and clear.

"Let's be one..."

Woohoo! Woohoo! Woohoo!

A strange sound of wind suddenly blew, wrapped in a whimper of pain, as if praying for something.

"Please... I... No, no, don't leave me!" Fiddlesticks gently raised the rust kerosene lamp, the soul of Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil, was almost transparent, with only some black lines remaining. , outlines the great existence of the past.

An atmosphere of panic filled the air, and the color of horror remained on Tobias' illusory face, as if he was afraid of what happened next.

"Together... eh?" Fiddlesticks turned his head and looked up at the sky of the bottomless abyss. His eyes passed through the space barrier and landed on the barren transitional plane.

In the dim and boundless nothingness, a star filled with blood-colored radiance swept across the space at high speed, accompanied by violent friction, the radiance dimmed, the spirituality was lost, and finally it turned into an ordinary stone and disappeared into the distant dark place.

"God...fallen...!"

Fiddlesticks lowered his head and murmured, and a terrifying smile appeared on his face: "Who can solve the gods faster than me?"

Click!

The irregular black gemstone trembled, Fiddlesticks ignored the whining sound in his ears, and countless dark green lines emerged from the straw body, penetrating the gemstone's defense, as if enjoying a feast, absorbing the rich divine power inside.

godhead!

The irregular black gems belong to the godhead of Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil.

This black gem embodies all the power that Tobias has comprehended, as well as the clergy that he has mastered. If a demigod masters the godhead in front of him, he can definitely become a new god of conspiracy and evil by virtue of this.

Unfortunately, Fiddlesticks is not an ordinary person, he is enjoying his spoils.

In the small room, the divine power in the black gemstone was rapidly draining, but the black mist entangled in Fiddlesticks became more and more solid, and from time to time black crows flapped their wings and hovered around the straw body.

It seems that the abyss of sin felt that Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil, was falling, and the faint consciousness fell in the town and gathered above the room.

However, after a careful feeling, the consciousness of the abyss of sin actually slowly left, allowing an abyss evil god to fall.

"Hahaha...." A pleasant laughter sounded quietly in the room, and Fiddlesticks sang the old ballad again, but this time it was mostly repeated sentences, vaguely calling the name of a certain existence.

"Raum...Raum....Raum........"

......

......

Limontanlu.

The former royal capital is now one of the core cities of Valoran Territory.

The bustling atmosphere floats in the brilliant sky, decorating the surface of peace, as if the life here has not been affected by the war on the northwest frontier at all, and it is still uplifting.

The Royal Palace of Valente, this magnificent palace complex stands in the center of the city.

The Embrace of the Serpent, Cassiopeia walked out of the palace and stood alone in front of the door. The gray-white rays of light flowed through his golden pupils, looking at the calm and waveless sky, faintly piercing the barrier of the main material plane, and paying attention to the chaotic transition plane. .

"The power of a god!"

A dazzling golden light shrouded the hazy figure, and the avatar of the god of power, Dunn, was a little surprised when he noticed the terrifying aura that erupted in front of the Fortress of Fosborough.

"I am more and more curious about who is the existence behind the Valoran Territory?"

In front of him, strands of golden light washed over the trembling blood-red field like a waterfall, melting the struggling crows.

"Can you tell me? Swain!"

The simulated demon wings are suspended behind Swain's back, and every time he stirs, it pulls surging crimson energy, blocking the erosion of golden divine power.

But that's just a drop in the bucket.

The God of Strength, Dunn, as a god of order walking on the main material plane, has abundant reserves of divine power, plus the endless power of faith in the kingdom of Fadirha, in the current confrontation, prison Firmly suppress the power of Swain.

That splendid golden light kept dissolving the crimson power that Swain burst out, trying to capture the mortals who possessed the power of demons in front of him.

"Long-lost feeling!"

Swain stared at the figure of Dunn, the god of power not far away, his gray-white hair was scattered over his shoulders, and a familiar memory flashed in his pupils.

In the Ionian Islands, in the invasion war that should have been won, he enjoyed the taste of defeat, and even nearly lost his life.

"How similar to now."

Swain stretched out his crimson demonic left hand. The once mortal arm had been severed by the Ionian sword, and now it was the demonic power within him that reshaped the severed limb.

"Strength is the only mentor, and the end of the Noxian Empire."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, bursts of powerful heartbeats sounded, breaking the silent atmosphere of the confrontation.

Swain lowered his head and looked at his chest, where there was a scorching and restless power recovering, belonging to the demon in his body.

"Raum...Raum....Raum........"

Intermittent and subtle voices passed to Swain's ears, as if someone was calling his name, making him a little irritable... and bloodthirsty.

"It's Fiddlesticks... It seems that the Lord has solved all the troubles, and the rest is up to us."

He recalled that the first time Fiddlesticks appeared in front of him, the demonic power in his body lost control for a moment, and the overflowing power nearly destroyed the main castle of Rakstark Fortress.

Ancient fear.

The 'protagonist' of countless years of stories in Valoran.

"The existence behind the Valoran Territory?" Swain retracted his gaze towards his chest, calmly looked at Dunn, the God of Power, and said softly, "I'm disappointed, there is no one behind the Valoran Territory. Existence, we pour out everything with blood."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

As soon as the words fell, the simulated demon wings behind Swain suddenly swelled, spreading out overwhelmingly, opening up the crimson field.

In an instant, the flickering light of the feathers eroded the golden divine power, rendering a strange picture.

"Useless resistance!"

The God of Strength, Dunn, saw the picture in front of him, shook his head gently, and his majestic eyes showed disappointment: "Then everything ends here..."

The seemingly deadlocked situation, in fact, he has already figured out Swain's strength, a high-level legend, and may be able to break out the strength of a demigod with the strength in his body, but that's all.

In the eyes of true gods, it is simply not enough to see.

Boom!

Just when Dunn, the god of power, mobilized the golden divine power, the transition plane trembled involuntarily, suffering an unknowable influence.

"This is……!"

The moment he sensed the fluctuation, Dunn looked in the direction of the Fortress of Forsbarrow. There seemed to be something terrible happening there. Swain also turned his head, because everything that happened there was related to Valoran Territory.

However, the latter first looked at the Lakstark Fortress where the Lord Lord was located, and then looked at the Forsbarrow Fortress.