League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Time goes back to the night before.

Several screams broke the tranquility of the night. As more and more vampires transformed into humans, the Forbidden Stone Colossus Square on the outskirts of Demacia's capital was soon filled with the corpses of the guards of the capital.

Under the control of blood magic, the originally dead Xiongdu guards staggered to their feet again and continued to stand at their original sentry post 'dutifully fulfilling their duties'.

After the soldiers near the Colossus Square were cleared, under the guidance of the blood descendants, five heavy carriages drove into the Colossus Square one after another and stopped not far from Galio's feet.

Topler jumped off the first carriage and ordered as the other vampires watched respectfully.

"Place the explosives according to the predetermined plan!"

"Yes, Lord Topler."

After receiving the order, the low-level vampires endured the discomfort of having their magic suppressed and began to move heavy iron-wrapped wooden barrels out of the carriage. The barrels were smeared with warning signs of explosives, and they obviously came from a certain mine.

Prying open the wooden barrel, the vampire skillfully packed the gunpowder powder in the barrel into explosive packets. The vampire, with a clear division of labor, tied the explosive packets to different load-bearing points of the Forbidden Stone Colossus, and only waited for them to be placed remotely. The magic ignites simultaneously.

Topler stood on top of the colossus, looking at his subordinates who were carrying and placing explosive packages like ants. A look of satisfaction appeared on the man's face.

After blowing up this giant statue of Forbidden Demon Stone, which is different from ordinary Forbidden Demon Stone, the low-level blood descendants hiding in the capital and waiting for opportunities will be able to master magic again.

At that time, Lorena will activate the holy weapon according to his instructions,

When the holy moon rises, it will be the day when the capital city is destroyed. Not only can he get the merit of occupying the capital city of Demacia, but he can also get the chance to have a good relationship. After controlling Lorena, he can use Lorena to help him. Further purify your bloodline and enter the clan castle soon.

Can Brown Darkwill sit on the Throne of Blood, but can't he?

A genius like him is not a waste like the Blood King who just waits for death by relying on the bloodline given by the Blood God. When he takes charge of the Blood Dynasty, he can definitely defeat the invincible Noxus Empire and become the true master of this world. .

Having seen his bright future, Topler's chest surged with pride.

"Since God has given me the talent to be born as a king, if I don't do something great, wouldn't I be sorry for such an excellent myself?"

"I thought I was an idiot when I was about to blow up the Forbidden Stone Colossus, but it turned out to be a clown talking to himself."

"What?! Who is where?"

Topler turned around in shock, but there was already a silver sword as cold as the moon in his chest. The silver sword came out of his body, and blood flowed down the blade to the ground, without staining the sword body.

The man holding a silver sword wore a black top hat and a dark trench coat that clanked in the night wind. His eyes were as cold as ice that never melted.

"Tell me, how effective is the Holy Silver Sword on a pretentious beast like you?"

Topler lowered his head and glanced at the gorgeous silver sword that pierced his chest. His blank expression quickly turned into unbelievable shock, and then into despair.

The cold silver sword was like a curse, spreading an unstoppable chill in his body along the flow of blood. This overbearing chill extinguished his hot and immortal holy blood, unreasonably destroying his hard training. long-lasting mana,

At this moment, he could even feel that his life was passing by with time, and this fear should have been forgotten forever when he became a saint.

Topler kicked his legs with all his strength and retreated backwards, trying to get away from the silver weapon that he couldn't understand at all. However, his shoulders were held down by the hunter's five fingers like steel pliers, making him unable to move an inch.

The hunter did not kill him directly, but just held him here indifferently and watched his life end. It seemed that just as the hunter said, he was killed just to explore the effectiveness of the 'Holy Silver Sword'.

Topler wanted to yell to remind other vampires that there were hunters hiding on the Forbidden Demon Stone Colossus, but the unwillingness and resentment in his heart prevented him from doing such a move.

Geniuses like him died here, what qualifications did those despicable incompetents have to rely on his sacrifice to gain hope of survival?

It's better... let's all die here, it's best not to let anyone go.

Some vampires who were about to die unexpectedly did not use any clever tricks. Hermann, who had a special regard for Topler, relaxed his fingers by three points and decided to slightly relieve the pain of the vampire beast.

Even though he had accepted his fate, Topler could not accept his death without knowing anything.

"Ahem...Hunter...how could it be here..."

Hermann smiled slightly.

"We are warriors who specialize in hunting beasts like you. We must master a stealth method that you can't discover, right?"

Topler nodded, his face gloomy, as if he was about to die soon.

"I, I didn't tell anyone else about the plan...ahem...who leaked the plan?"

"You all know that the Forbidden Stone Colossus will pose a great threat to you. Why can't we know this? We only need to leave a secret sentry here to monitor and understand that you are ready to attack the Forbidden Stone Colossus.

Not to mention that you also got five carts of gunpowder into the city. Do you really think that by controlling a few city guards, you can bring gunpowder into the city without concealment? It seems that calling you a clown is not an injustice to you, but now it seems that it is your first time to deal with us, and your death is not an injustice. "

Topler was silent. In his opinion, the seamless battle plan was so full of loopholes. Moreover, he also stated his ambitions in front of the other party. The other party calling him a clown was already taking care of his own face.

"You, who are you?"

"Gehrman, my head should be very valuable to you."

"You, ahem, don't you use two swords?"

"I didn't just use two swords... Oh, it took a full thirty-one seconds to die. It seems you are indeed very talented."

Gehrman smiled slightly, pushed Topler's shoulder gently, and the holy silver sword slid out of Topler's chest without any hindrance.

Without the support of the Holy Silver Sword and Gehrman, Topler's body fell to the ground and turned into a handful of ashes before it hit the ground.

For Herman, killing Topler was just cleaning up a special little bastard, not even a warm-up exercise.

"Shuo'er!"

The moment Gehrman blew the bronze whistle, he fired a crossbow bolt. The twelve hunters who had already been ambushing Galio lifted their cloaks and stared at the fire arrows shot from the top of the colossus, accurately hitting the gunpowder barrel that had just unloaded the second carriage.

"boom!!!"

A devastating heat wave rose from the ground, lighting up half of the sky in the capital of Demacia.

"kill!"

The carriages that were not far apart were destroyed one after another in the flames, and the surprise battle began with the earthquake of the earth.

"Topler still failed."

In a residential house less than ten kilometers away from the palace, a Demacian woman with a noble temperament and a beautiful face stood by the window and sighed in disappointment.

The handsome boy, who had a similar appearance to the woman, was slightly shorter and kicked the stool beside his legs angrily.

"Sister, I just said you shouldn't trust that self-righteous fool."

"But his method is the most feasible, Emil, and you agreed to his plan at that time."

The young man's expression froze. Although he was very reluctant, he also admitted that compared to other messy plans, the plan of smuggling explosives to blow up the Forbidden Demon Stone Colossus was more reliable.

"Sister, shall we continue?"

A coldness flashed through Lorena's eyes. In front of the young man, she took out the Domain Sacred Artifact [Moon Eclipse Orb] handed to her by the Blood King himself, and stared at the blood-red astral crystal circle without blinking. Pearl, Emil licked his lips greedily.

"Of course, continue. With the help of holy objects, even those wastes can play some role. Taking advantage of the chaos, we will go directly to kill the emperor."

Arriving at the rooftop, Lorena continuously poured mana into the Moon Eclipse Orb. As the Moon Eclipse Orb's blood glowed brightly, the Moon Eclipse Orb flew deep into the night sky. An astonishing scene appeared in front of Emil's eyes.

I saw that the waning moon in the sky gradually became hazy with a layer of strange blood. The missing parts of the waning moon were particularly strange. Looking at it, it looked as if there was an extra layer of sickly blood spots, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Emil, who was bathing under the blood moon, was so excited that he could not control himself. He clearly felt that his body and magic had been strengthened beyond imagination.

The substantial strengthening is enough to allow those low-level vampires affected by the forbidden magic stone to release blood magic without any pressure. Although the hunters of Noxus are powerful, there is no way they can fight against such a large army of vampires.

Their mission is destruction and destruction, and anything that can cause destabilization to the Kingdom of Demacia is considered a success.

In the Xiongdu Palace, the palace was illuminated by the flames. The noble ministers of the Kingdom of Demacia were lined up on both sides with stern expressions. Jarvan IV accompanied his father, waiting quietly for Jarvan III to give orders.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Jarvan III, who was over fifty years old, stood up from the throne and looked at the ministers silently. His crown was shining, as if he wanted to see through the hidden weakness of everyone.

It wasn't until all the courtiers lowered their heads that they dared not look directly into his eyes that Jiawen III said in a deep voice.

"Since the Forbidden Stone Forest was established, the Kingdom of Demacia has been at its peak for thousands of years. To this day, the capital has never faced such a disaster.

I think you have already seen our enemies, and you know how terrifying these enemies are. "

After a slight pause in his words, Jarvan III's tone became more serious.

"They have a long time that we can't imagine, and they have terrible magic that we can't imagine. They eat humans and drink blood. They regard humans as pigs, invulnerable to weapons and bullets, and invulnerable to water and fire.

They are so powerful that as long as they inject the blood of those dirty and filthy beasts into our bodies, we can only become their slaves and let them slaughter us. Even the most powerful fearless vanguard in the kingdom cannot guarantee that. He will not be reduced to a puppet wielding a sword against his comrades.

They killed our people just because they were hungry, they wanted to eat meat and drink blood, so they came to Demacia, found us, slaughtered our people with despicable means, and enjoyed our flesh and blood!

My dear friends, this is the reason why vampires launched a war against our country, and what is the reason why we are standing here? "

No one spoke, from the Demacian prince to the royal maid, all the Demacians had enough anger in their chests to burn everything.

As long as a person still has dignity and reason, he will never accept being someone else's food or slave. Even if he doesn't talk about those big principles, from the perspective of palace politics, the vampire race is also the biggest obstacle to the development of the family. ,

The nobles rule the common people. If all the common people are killed, who can the nobles rule?

Faced with an enemy that could affect the survival of the kingdom, the nobles of the kingdom who had been fighting each other in the past put aside their grudges and stood together, because the enemy had touched upon interests that they could never give in to.

In the silence and solemnity, the prince of Demacia, who had already put on heavy armor, stood up with a loud voice.

"Return to your Majesty! The reason we are standing here is to defend the kingdom! We must drive out these bloodthirsty beasts that are poisoning the kingdom at all costs! Blood for blood! Tooth for tooth!"

Jiawen III shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, which made people's eardrums stunned, and there was no trace of the twilight of a half-hundred-year-old man.

"Well said! As the crown prince of a country, you should have such a responsibility!

I appoint you as the Grand Marshal of the Kingdom of Demacia! It’s up to you to command the kingdom’s armies and mobilize all available forces! Let those bloodthirsty beasts understand that Demacian bones are not easy to chew! "

The prince strode forward down the throne steps, turned and knelt down on one knee to his old king.

"My son, I obey!"

Jarvan III looked happily at his son who already looked like a king of a country and clapped his hands.

"Take my light shield, the important weapon inherited from the royal family!"

As soon as the words fell, several palace guards came to the throne carrying heavy national treasure gift boxes. Seeing this scene, even the dullest person could understand that the day the war ended, the new emperor of Demacia ascended the throne. time.

Jarvan III opened the luxurious gift box with nostalgia and looked at these old friends who symbolized the imperial power of Demacia and the glory of the Lightshield family.

These old friends are about to belong to another person, but his heart is full of pride, because this person is his son and the next king who is better than him.

Picking up the heavy spurge, Jarvan III solemnly handed it into his son's hands.

Jarvan IV stood up with his halberd in both hands. Although he had used it many times in secret, his heart was still pounding.

"Atama's Halberd, the former king used this halberd to slay giant dragons. May you have the sharp edge to move forward bravely!"

When Jarvan IV took the halberd, the old king picked up a large silver metal shield engraved with the emblem of a double-winged heavy sword.

"Landon's Omen. The late king used this shield to repel the Freljord barbarians who invaded the capital. This shield is a shield of protection. May you have the fortitude to protect the kingdom!"

Holding a halberd in his right hand and a heavy shield in his left hand, Jarvan IV stood still on the spot with a solemn expression, his tall and straight body like a heavy peak.

"Go and fight bravely like the late king. Don't let the honor of the late king be dishonored!"

"My son, you obey! You must defend the kingdom with your life!"