League of Legends Invades Another World

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A dignified atmosphere suddenly descended. Old Jack and the others did not hesitate any longer. They hurriedly applied medicine to Rossetti to suppress the injury, and they prepared to leave the town of Irvingdale overnight.

Abandon the unwillingness in the emotions, and let go of the feelings that have been here for nearly 20 years.

It was just when he stepped out of the room that Old Jack suddenly felt that his heart began to beat violently, as if foreshadowing something.

A little familiar feeling, the fear I once faced in a nightmare.

The cold sweat that disappeared reappeared on Old Jack's forehead.

"What's the matter, old Jack?" Old John, who was walking in front of Rossetti, noticed the strangeness of Old Jack and asked softly.

Resisting the discomfort in his heart, Old Jack motioned Old John to keep quiet, closing his eyes to sense everything in the Oak Tavern.

quiet!

Not a single sound!

It's unnervingly silent!

"Rosetti, when you came up before, was there still anyone in the tavern on duty?" Old Jack said abruptly, with blue brilliance in his opened eyes.

"Yes, Uncle Jack, Dulles and his team are on duty below."

The loss of a lot of blood has made Rossetti extremely weak. If he hadn't gone a step further and stepped into the peak strength of the knight attendant, perhaps he could not hold on anymore and fainted.

Is there someone on duty?

Listening to Rossetti's words, Old Jack frowned. Does the silence at the moment mean that something has happened to Dulles and the others?

The dim magic lights illuminated the slightly dilapidated corridor, reflecting three silent shadows, who stood on the side of the stairs and stopped.

If there is nothing in between, the dim shadows sway endlessly, like waves on the water, and there are starting points.

"Um?"

The strange smell caught Old Jack's attention. The smell like rust was familiar to those veterans who were hiding in the dark.

is blood.

He turned his head and glanced at Rossetti, thinking it was the little guy's wound cracking, but when he saw the twisted shadow on the floor and the surprise and anger in Old John's eyes.

boom!

Subconsciously, the life energy surging in Old Jack's body erupted like an avalanche, and the extreme cold descended, slightly blocking the movements of the figures hidden in the shadows.

Turn around and throw a fist.

The violent movements were done in one go, but they hit the air, and the feeling of lack of strength made Old Jack's old face look strange.

On the other side, because of the reason to protect Rossetti, Old John resisted the attack of the shadow streamers, and the pitch-black dagger pierced his back, dripping blood on the floor.

Just as Old John was about to strike back, the distorted shadow suddenly dissipated and also appeared not far away.

【Shadow Clone】

[The shadow streamers who carved dark tattoos into their flesh and blood gained a certain amount of shadow power, but they who did not understand the truth of shadows could only use a small amount of shadows. After each use, you need to wait for the power of shadow to accumulate again. 】

In the dilapidated corridor, old Jack and old John rely on each other, and the seriously injured Rossetti hides between them, his bloodshot eyes full of sadness.

At some point, they were already surrounded by shadows.

Looking closely, there are about twenty people, and every guy shrouded in shadow vaguely reveals an inexplicable momentum, which is the knight's momentum that has only been seen in Uncle Jack and Dad.

"Hehehehe!"

A low and old laughter sounded, mixed with a little self-deprecation and sadness. Old Jack looked around, his wrinkled faces piled up together, looking ugly.

"The world has underestimated Modrian, it seems that I should be like this."

"What? In front of victory, can't we even meet for the last time?"

Looking at the shadow guys who were still indifferent, Old Jack's eyes completely extinguished the brilliance called hope.

Sure enough, it was no longer in the eyes of that person, and even this time the encirclement and suppression were only dispatched to the subordinates.

Turning to look at the old man beside him, and Rossetti, old Jack sighed, he was wrong, very wrong.

When he first learned that Modrian had a terrifying cavalry composed entirely of extraordinary knights, he should have considered that if he didn't have a more hidden hole card, who would reveal his secret?

And because of his mistake, too many people now have to bear the fate of death.

"Hey, old man, don't blame yourself. In fact, we should have died at the Gate of Sorrow. It's not bad that we can live more than ten years now." Old John patted the shoulder of Old Jack beside him, and his tone was full of desolation. smell.

"Let's fight side by side again, for Ai Lan Faluo!"

Ai Lan Faluo!

Old Jack looked into Old John's eyes and smiled silently, "Yes, we have all lived so many years, there is nothing to be satisfied with, but it's a pity for this little guy Rossetti.

Reaching out from the pocket of his jacket, he pulled out an eagle-like dark blue pin, whose shape was lifelike, as if it were about to spread its wings and soar in the sky.

Old Jack lowered his head slightly and kissed the pin, and then put it on his chest, a fearless aura gradually emerged.

No, not a share.

Old John did the same, and took out the exact same dark blue eagle pin from his pocket,

Wear it carefully on the chest.

Then the two old men let out a desperate roar, and the surging life energy filled the old body, blooming the final glory.

The Shadow Streamer quietly watched the movements of the two old men, and there was no trace of waves in their indifferent eyes. They had seen something more tragic than that, but they still couldn't stop their slaughter.

It seemed to hear the order conveyed in the shadows, the next moment, the shadows filled the air, covering this dilapidated corridor, and then everything fell into darkness.

..........................................

I saw the place I once dreamed of - my hometown, the snow orchids blooming all over the mountains and plains again, even the flowers of ice and snow are not as bright and dazzling as the snow orchids.

Well, we meet again, old folks, we haven't seen each other for a long time after the Gate of Sorrows farewell, but I was embarrassed by the MI, and couldn't hold out until the Empire's order came.

In a trance, Old Jack felt as if he took off in the air, and when he came back to his senses again, he saw the familiar corridor in the oak tavern, and darkness descended.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three heavy and stiff voices sounded in the corridor. Under the dim magic lights, bright blood stained the floor red, which was a bit dazzling.

..........................................

The pattering rain curtain fell on the town of Iwendale, and Jie stood like a sculpture on the bluestone street, and the burning oak tavern was reflected in the deep pupils.

All is over, the shadows are about to shine!

But for a while, the oak tavern swallowed by the flames attracted the attention of many drunk people. They woke up in front of the flames, and then shouted in a panic, unaware that there were shadows around them.

The panic soon ended, and Cooper led the Noxian Imperial cavalry to isolate the dangerous area, and let the Oak Tavern fall into flames until it was completely reduced to ashes.

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