League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"Lord Sebastian was defeated?"

The first to get the news were the four commanders of the Undead Legion.

The moment Sebastian's soul link was broken, the ghost messenger followed Sebastian's instructions and delivered the news of the coach's death to Leopold and others.

Ridiculous to the point of being ridiculous was Leopold's first feeling, but the Nether Messenger couldn't fake it, and the soul link was broken. Even if he wasn't really killed in battle, he would have been expelled to the underworld and could no longer direct the war.

Sebastian is not only the commander of the Underworld Legion, but also the strongest among the Underworld Legion. Without Sebastian to coordinate the various legions, with the unruly temperament of the other undead legion generals, let alone the concerted efforts to attack from four directions. Attack Ixoken, and if they don't fight with each other, it will be the sun rising from the west.

The unexpected turn of events made Leopold's heart sink, and he was a little unsure of what to do next.

The enemy has sent strong men who can kill Sebastian, and no one in the Nether Legion can be his opponent. If they continue to attack Isuoken according to the original plan, and no one controls the enemy's strong men, the legion will be defeated.

But if you retreat without getting an order, you will inevitably be liquidated as a "deserter" by others.

Not to mention that he was also the temporary successor to the former army commander Tusman. If one person had to take the blame for this failure, it would definitely be him, the unlucky guy who had just joined the group.

After much thought, Leopold decided to stay put for now. The low-level undead creatures were enough to consume him for a while. He didn't need to be the one who stood out. Someone would definitely make a choice when the time came.

Whether he fights or flees, he does not need to take responsibility.

That's what he thought, at least a few seconds ago, until another piece of bad news came from the Netherworld messenger, and he couldn't sit still anymore.

"Omelos is dead too?"

Shaking his head in disbelief, Leopold was really a little scared this time. He had personally seen the strength of the Knights of Omilos in the 'friendly competition'.

Omelos is firmly in the top ten among Mitna Rachen's death knights. He not only has superb sword skills, but also received the true inheritance of Ouchen's secret method from the Dark Lord, and can control it through Ouchen's secret method. With the Nether Demon Sword, he can escape into the underworld at any time, and coupled with a special Nether Heavy Armor, he is a shameless strongman who can fight and run.

Such a being actually followed Sebastian's footsteps in less than five minutes? Wouldn't it be a waste to let him face such an enemy?

Just as he was about to give the order to escape, a ghost messenger flew over and Leopold took it in his hand.

"According to the order of the Lord, I will command the next four legions!

The Lord personally issued the order to retreat, and the entire army will withdraw to Parosa from now on! The zombie troops are responsible for breaking up the rear! Block the enemy's pursuit! "

Not knowing that his actions had caused panic among the Underworld Legion, Lester followed the soul link of the Underworld Legion and accurately killed the undead Legion generals one after another.

From the death knight who commanded the legion to the centurion of the undead legion, they were all brutally murdered, and their appearance was no better than the pheasant in the butcher's hand.

With LeBlanc personally taking charge of Isuoken, Lester, who had the confidence to leave Vidalion, was finally able to vent all the depression he had been feeling for half a year and deal a devastating blow to the Underworld Legion with his strongest posture.

He slapped his helmet to pieces and smashed his head. Seeing the Centurion of the Undead Legion, who was stronger than the elite Imperial soldiers, sleeping peacefully under his caress, Lester was also a little speechless.

He actually knows that his strength level has entered the strongest echelon of Runeterra, but unfortunately he has never had a real sense of it.

At this moment, looking at the undead warriors on the ground who were strong enough to crush the paladins of the Legion of Light, being crushed to death by him like chickens and dogs, Lester finally gained some concrete understanding of his own strength.

It turned out that before he knew it, he had become a real humanoid nuclear bomb, able to easily influence a continent-level war by himself.

"Only with such strength can one not be afraid of anything."

Passing by those little characters, Lester flew towards the death knight marked by Sebastian, preparing to kill all the commanders of the four undead legions first, but something unexpected happened this time.

A black-green glow appeared out of thin air and hit Lester in mid-air. A buzzing sound like a bell rang in his ears. In the blink of an eye, Lester arrived at an unknown magical space that he could not decipher.

From time to time, the sound of souls crying and gnashing of teeth can be heard in the fog of nothingness. In the closed magical space, which is as silent as the underworld, there stands a tall plate-armored giant. The plate-armored giant is carrying a very exaggerated-looking black iron hand. Stinging hammer,

Under the Viking-style heavy metal horn helmet is a pair of cold green eyes. The heavy plate armor on his body can be said to be a masterpiece of dark age craftsmanship. Lester alone feels as much black magic enchantment as Twenty-two types, and there are many Ouchen magic crafts that he doesn't know much about.

Lester did not expect that his first meeting with Mordekaiser, the Lord of the Underworld, would be in the small dark room created by Ye Yun. He was locked up by a strong man.

"Those of my subordinates are still useful, I can't just kill them all for you."

Mordekaiser's voice is far thicker than the voice in the game. Every syllable seems to carry the infinite power and oppression of the king. People can't help but want to kneel down on the ground and worship him, as if kneeling can only avoid pain and torture. .

It’s just that Lester is no ordinary person. The thousand-year majesty of the Lord of the Empire is not weaker than the tyrant of the underworld.

The man removed the magic interference and showed his true face of coldness. Since Mordekaiser wanted to talk to him, he would naturally accompany him to the end.

"I killed so many of your soldiers, and you don't seem too angry."

"clang!"

The nightfall hit the ground, and two skeletal thrones appeared out of thin air around them.

Mordekaiser was the first to sit on the throne and stare at Lester, seemingly not intending to start a war.

"It is their honor to die in the hands of a king like you. In my opinion, there is nothing worth being angry about in dying for glory and the king. The fact that you can say this shows that you don't understand me yet."

Lester smiled slightly and sat on the skeleton throne provided by Mordekaiser. What surprised him was that the seemingly hard bones actually made him feel as soft and comfortable as a girl's skin.

Mordekaiser smiled faintly, and there was a hint of temptation in his words.

"I know you like women. This is the bone throne that I deliberately built for you with the bones of a hundred thousand beautiful virgins. How do you feel?"

He had already guessed that the thing under his butt was not a positive thing, but Lester would not be frightened by Mordekaiser. Instead, he felt the characteristics of the Skeleton Throne carefully.

When his consciousness was connected, he unexpectedly entered a magical space again. Within the magical space was a magnificent palace. In front of the palace, kneeling were countless stunning beauties. They were dressed in light clothes, charming and charming, and had a submissive attitude. .

Guessing that these character women were part of the Skeleton Throne, Lester withdrew from the magic space. He had a way to free the souls of these women trapped in the Skeleton Throne, but now was not the time.

"Although I don't know what fun women have, I think you're quite satisfied with your appearance. If you want to play, you're welcome. As a king, I won't do the despicable act of sneak attack."

Lester shook his head.

"The number of living people is enough to give me a headache, so let's spare the dead."

He was obviously wearing a Viking horned helmet, but Lester saw a look of regret on Mordekaiser's helmet.

"That's really a pity. I also wanted to ask you about the joy of women. After all, people like us don't have much joy in life."

"I should be grateful that you're not interested in women, otherwise LeBlanc might not have had my turn."

Mordekaiser was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into hearty laughter.

"LeBlanc... haha, it sounds much better than LeBlanc, but I still like to call her LeBlanc.

To be honest, before you, I never believed that a woman like Leblanc would ever truly fall in love with a man. Today, when we meet here, I understand why.

From this point of view, I am not as good as you. "

"Let's just think you are complimenting me for being more handsome than you."

Lester raised his eyebrows slightly, quite surprised.

"So, you have also thought about taking action against LeBlanc?"

Mordekaiser nodded, but did not refute Lester's 'joke' just now.

"Yes, I have no interest in women, but it doesn't mean that I won't possess women.

When I was still a human, LeBlanc was the dark wizard loyal to me.

Ordinary beautiful women are just slaves for me to vent my desires. After I use them, I will selflessly share them with my subordinates.

Only a beautiful and capable woman like her has the value of keeping it for personal use. I once ordered her to sleep with me and even promised her the position of queen..."

After saying this, Mordekaiser paused slightly and observed Lester's expression, as if he wanted to see the frustration. To his regret, the man's face remained as calm as ever.

As expected of a man who picked the blood of thorns and black roses, he is calm.

"You don't need to tell me to know that she rejected you."

With a sigh, Mordekaiser said calmly.

"Yes, she rejected my gift. In order to make me give up, she even put a death curse on herself. Leblanc is stronger than I thought.

I needed her ability and loyalty more than her body, so I suppressed my desire to get her. Perhaps it was because she noticed my thoughts that she chose to betray me in the end..."

Lester did not speak. Mordekaiser continued to tell the past events from the indifferent perspective of a bystander. Lester could not hear any emotional fluctuations.

“I knew from the beginning that a woman like LeBlanc would have to foil her little plots over and over again to conquer her,

Only by making her understand her weakness and helplessness can she willingly offer her body and loyalty to the powerful.

Without you, when I reappear from the well of her proud soul, she will definitely bow at my feet and become my woman with all her heart. "

Lester nodded, knowing that Mordekaiser was telling the truth.

Before LeBlanc was completely impressed, he understood that LeBlanc's heartache was with Mordekaiser. All LeBlanc had done was to prevent Mordekaiser from returning to the material realm.

Once such a proud woman knew that all her plans had been seen through from the beginning, and even the arrangements she had put so much effort into became a springboard for Mordekaiser to return to the material realm, there was nothing else to do except surrender to the conqueror in the midst of collapse. a possibility,

Whether it was a coincidence or the guidance of fate, when he first came to Runeterra, it was LeBlanc who targeted him. He also knew LeBlanc's background story thoroughly. Put on a pair of pants,

In this way, he became a tauren for a time and poached Mordekaiser's corner.

"I sometimes wonder if I could get LeBlanc if I understood women's weaknesses like you do. Later I realized that if I thought this way, I would no longer be myself.

I am Mordekaiser, I will never please a woman, I will only conquer, conquer everything I see. "

When he said this, Mordekaiser stared at Lester.

"But you are an exception. If it were you, I could give in and carve up this world together and conquer more planes."

Lester grew serious.

"I wonder how virtuous I am to be able to make the Lord of Darkness take a high look at me?"

"You are not a fool from Runeterra. You inherited the immortal fortress I forged and established an iron-blooded empire that far exceeds my imagination...

Lester, you are like my brother, you can easily do things that I cannot do. You have the qualifications to be a king, so I am willing to share the supreme power with you! "

Mordekaiser stood up, excitement and anticipation suppressed in his voice.

"How about, you and I join forces to conquer the world!"

Leicester was not affected by Mordekaiser's enthusiasm. He was not stupid enough to easily believe the tyrant's promise.

"How can we join forces?"

"With the Immortal Fortress as the border, the land east of the Immortal Fortress belongs to me, and the land west of the Immortal Fortress belongs to you. When we conquer Rune Land, we will kill the Mother of Masks and seize her power to invade other worlds!"

Lester stood up and looked at Mordekaiser.

"Let me ask you, are you prepared to turn the material realm into scorched earth like in the northern part of Ixtar?"

Mordekaiser opened his arms, as if embracing the grand future.

"To be precise, I should establish a 'Kingdom of the Underworld on Earth'. My people will become truly immortal beings and enjoy endless killing and conquest under my leadership."

Under Mordekaiser's gaze, Lester smiled slightly.

"It's a pity. Compared to the underworld on earth, my people and I prefer the current Rune Land." (End of Chapter)