League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"Sister Kesha."

Janna, whose clothes were fluttering, turned around, with soft eyebrows and an ethereal voice, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.

"The breeze has brought me your breath. Compared with the past, your power is stronger... Come here and let me take a good look at you."

Kesha walked up to Janna, took Janna's cool and delicate hand and shook it affectionately.

"Sister Janna~Kesha misses you so much."

Feeling Kesha's admiration for her, Janna gently stroked Kesha's head with her other hand. Kesha narrowed her crescent eyes like a cat.

Kesha, who was called the 'lonely Dark Moon Snow Lotus' by many male mages in the Black Rose Mage Academy, was like a child who didn't grow up yet loved to act like a spoiled brat in front of Janna.

And Janna was as doting and tolerant as ever, treating Kesha as her sister.

The two of them held hands like sisters and sat together on the bench of the azurite temple. The sunlight cast cool dark light spots from the gradient stained glass, and the quiet and beautiful goddess statue seemed to come to life.

Kesha's attention was not on the statue as usual, after all, the main figure was sitting next to her.

"Sister Janna, I heard from others that the current situation in the empire is not good. I also heard that there was a rebellion in the border areas of the empire. Is this true?"

Hearing Kesha ask herself this, an indescribable look of worry appeared on Janna's cold and noble face.

She is one of the few people in the Noxus Empire who can answer this question.

After considering it for a moment, Janna said softly.

"Sister Kesha, it is not easy for the empire to win this protracted war. Every batch of supplies transported to the front line every day is an astronomical figure that you and I can hardly imagine.

In order to maintain the front line for a long time, the social pressure within the empire is indeed increasing year by year, but for now, it is far from being called bad. In order to relieve the pressure on the people, the imperial cabinet has begun to reduce the burden of the people at the bottom. "

Kesha nodded, looking much more relaxed.

"So the news about the border rebellion is false, right?"

"No, someone really launched a rebellion and wanted to gather rebels to fight against the imperial governor. There are actually quite a few such imperial people."

The serious look on Janna's face startled Keisha. It was really hard for her to imagine that anyone would choose to stand on the opposite side of the empire.

The more people know about the empire, the more they will understand what kind of power the Noxus Empire has. Moreover, the empire's national policies have always been close to the people. As long as they are not hopeless lazy people, they can find a job to support their families. work.

Even if you can't make it in the Empire, you can still live a good life elsewhere as a Noxian.

The word "Emperor" in the Noxus Empire is not a self-proclaimed title. It was forged from war to war. It represents the country's inviolable majesty and superiority.

"Why did they do such a crazy thing? Is it because they don't have enough to eat? Or are they being treated unfairly?"

Janna sighed softly, seemingly helpless.

"These people have not been treated unfairly, nor have they had enough to eat. They are simply tired of the never-ending wars and feel that the bellicose empire has exerted a steady stream of war pressure on them.

They feel that as long as the empire is willing to cease war and negotiate peace, the world will enter peace and tranquility, allowing them to live a better life. "

Keisha looked confused.

"But haven't it been the enemies of the empire who have been invading the empire's territory all along?"

"They don't care about that fact and they just believe what they want to believe."

"Then...what will happen to them in the end?"

"The rebel leaders and leaders who started the rebellion will be punished by beheading. The best thing for others may be to become life-long laborers and serve for life under strict supervision. This is the last mercy the empire shows to the rebels.

Okay, let’s not talk about these heavy topics. "

Janna changed the topic and smiled like a spring breeze.

"Sister Kesha, I actually asked you to come here this time because I wanted you to do me a favor."

Kesha said seriously.

"Sister Janna, please tell me, as long as I can help, I will try my best to do it."

Very satisfied with Kesha's attitude, Janna said softly.

"The goddess Soraka, the son of the stars, made a prophecy of returning to Runeterra. Goddess Soraka wants me to help find someone she can trust to help her reopen the door to Runeterra. Kesha, in my opinion, You are the best candidate."

"Sister Janna, please tell me what I need to do?"

"This prophecy will be confirmed by a noble girl from the Roxi tribe. What I want you to do is to find this noble girl, break her fate of becoming a slave of the evil spider, and bring the noble girl to me safely."

"How do I find this girl and how do I confirm that she is the person I am looking for?"

Janna opened her right hand and grasped it, and two items appeared in her hand, a magic stone shining with crystal starlight and a dark red dragon-patterned ring that symbolized royal privileges.

"This [Star Stone] will guide you in the direction forward, and this Red Blood Dragon Ring will save you a lot of unnecessary troubles. Don't lose these two things, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

…

Northwest of Dalmo Plain, Blood Dynasty, Darkwill Territory.

The desolate and dilapidated land seemed to be paved with bones. Except for the blood slave pastures that were protected by barriers and formed into towns on the plain, there was no trace of green on the land that was eroded by scarlet energy, even if there was vegetation. They all turned into twisted and hideous things that were either as pale as ashes or as black as charcoal.

A carriage flew past the lonely avenue of bones. As it got closer and closer to the black city, the skeletal horse with no trace of flesh and blood on its body began to slow down, and finally stopped at the sinking steel gate of the towering black spire.

The skeleton horse fearfully looked at the scarlet guards guarding both sides of the steel gate with its green phosphorous fire eyes. The scarlet guards stared at the coachman with a pair of dangerous blood-red eyes, as if they would pull out their swords at any time. The coachman was beheaded on the spot.

The bald coachman wearing a pointed hat first smiled at the two scarlet guards to show his friendship, and then used a curse to calm the uneasy skeleton horse. After hearing the bald coachman's curse, the skeleton horse calmed down a little and took the initiative. Bowed his head to the two scarlet guards.

After doing all this, the coachman spoke in a somewhat humble and hesitant tone.

"Sir, the Holy City has arrived."

Hearing the humble half-blood calling the people in the carriage 'my lord', the two scarlet guards looked at each other with a sarcastic look on their faces.

"Despicable beasts, I seem to see the ridicule at the corner of your mouth. Tell me, what are you laughing at? Are you laughing at your humble life that is about to be ended by me?"

Before I even got off the carriage, a slightly childish yet very domineering voice came from the carriage,

After hearing these provocative words that would definitely make him cramped and skinned a thousand times, the scarlet guard's smile suddenly froze, and his face became a little uncertain, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out who the little brat in the carriage was. A big shot that he can't afford to offend.

They wished they could immediately catch the rude little brat and throw him into a prison cell to be tortured. However, the expressions of the two scarlet guards became more solemn, and they even had the same flattering smiles on their faces as the coachman.

They didn't dare to bet on whether the people in the carriage really couldn't be offended before personally confirming it.

It doesn't matter if you are embarrassed, if you mess with a big shot, you will really lose your life.

"Um, I wonder who you are?"

"This slave who deserves to be chopped into pieces! He doesn't even recognize me, Emil Yage!"

The two of them were stunned for a moment, wondering if they had heard wrongly.

"Emil Yage?! Didn't Master Yage die in battle?"

"You're the one who fucking died!"

With an angry shout, a boy who was only 1.5 meters tall jumped out of the carriage, walked up to the two scarlet guards and glared at them coldly.

The moment he saw the young man's appearance, it was as if the whole world was suddenly pressing on him. The bodies of the two scarlet guards knelt on the ground uncontrollably. They wanted to beg for mercy but were unable to speak.

Just like catching a chicken, the young man stretched out his hands and grabbed the scarlet guard's neck, tightening his fingers like iron pliers. His horrified expression soon turned into a tearful plea, but the young man did not stop. mean.

Before the other scarlet guards had time to break up the fight, there was a 'pop' sound, and the pale and bloodless necks were broken under the load. The heads of the two scarlet guards rolled to the ground, with a look of death in silence.

The young man was so cruel that he didn't even give them a chance to be resurrected, and killed two people from their original blood.

"You dog slave! You don't dare to go to the battlefield, but you dare to yell at me!"

Listening to the boy's confusing words, the scarlet guard on the black tower was frightened, angry and miserable. The young master of the Yage family was domineering enough in the past, but he never killed the guards like this. Now he is so crazy. In all likelihood, they were stimulated on the battlefield and were looking for a way to vent their anger. It can only be said that the two people below the city gate building were really unlucky enough to hit the muzzle of the cannon.

If in normal times they would dare to report to the police to investigate the crime of killing the Nuer guards, but now that Emil Yage has escaped from death, and his sister Lorena has just accomplished the great feat of killing Jarvan III, they really don't dare to provoke such a little person. Ancestors.

"Hurry up and open the city gate for Master Yage! Master Yage! Please come in!"

When the steel gate was raised by the hinges, Emil Yage refused to enter the city and said with a cold face.

"Shut up, everyone! Let my sister pick me up!"

With no other choice, the Scarlet Guard could only send someone to deliver the news of Emil Yag's return to the Yage clan.

Before Lorena, the eldest lady of the Yage clan, knew that her brother had returned, Vladimir, who was suppressed in the name of 'protection' in the Scarlet Temple, had already sensed the aura of the contractor.

"Lester...Lester...it smells so familiar. I seem to have heard this name somewhere..."

After muttering a few words unconsciously, Vladimir opened his eyes with difficulty. As if his kidneys were overdrawn, he raised his hand and pushed the cross-shaped blood crystal coffin in front of him. The blood crystal coffin sealed by the star chain did not move at all.

"I...why am I here...who locked me up..."

Concentrating the little power he had accumulated into his brain, Vladimir tried to figure out what had happened to him, but he found nothing except an empty brain.

"No, I have to leave here...I have to find my memory..."

Vladimir, who couldn't think of anything, quickly gave up thinking and used his strength on his body, trying to break the blood crystal coffin. But before he could launch his first attack, an irresistible mental shock came. Let him fall into coma again.

After Vladimir closed his eyes, his body began to change.

Like the reorganization of flesh and blood, Vladimir changed into a beautiful and majestic face, with two small and cute dragon horns on his head, and his silver-gray hair turned into blood-like scarlet.

The flat chest bulges with plump peaks that stand proudly upright, and the lower body changes from the shape of a thin nobleman to plump and powerful Chunli-shaped round legs. The muscles reveal sexy but not damaging muscle lines.

It only took a dozen seconds for a grown man to turn into a stunning beauty with outstanding appearance and temperament. However, he used Vladimir's body to avoid the Twilight Star Spirit Maisha and escape from the Darkin War. The surviving blood dragon general Yagnis.

Yagnis opened her narrow eyes. The magnificent and clear pupils in her eyes were completely different from the turbidity and cruelty of other vampires. They seemed to be a pair of priceless gems that were rare in the world.

"The Emperor of the Noxus Empire, my ally, His Majesty Lester, you are indeed a trustworthy person."

A charming smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Yagnis, whose strength was far greater than Vladimir, did not waste her efforts trying to break open the blood crystal coffin. Regardless of whether it had been exposed or not, such useless efforts were meaningless. matter.

Rather than wasting your efforts like this, it's better to do something within your power.

As if he saw something through the magic network of the Scarlet Temple, a sneer appeared on Yagnis's face.

"As expected of His Majesty Leicester, he can perfectly disguise himself as a direct blood descendant of a high-ranking clan.

Haha, Nuer City has not had a scarlet blessing for a long time. Incompetent Darkwill, will you refuse a "loyal and capable" warrior to gain power from me?

Even if you want to refuse, His Majesty Leicester won't let you refuse for him, right? "

Outside the Scarlet Temple, two blood priests hurriedly unlocked the magic seal, pushed open the temple door and walked in.

Seeing that the blood crystal coffin was safely covering the body of the blood god Vladimir, the blood priest relaxed. The next moment, a hoarse voice came from the blood crystal coffin. The two of them looked closely and saw blood. God didn't know when he had opened his cloudy and weak eyes.

"I... feel the breath of the Scarlet Son that makes blood cheer. Go and bring the Scarlet Son who appears to me... I will bless him."

[No wonder there was so much noise just now]

Maintaining a face of respect, the two blood priests hurriedly retreated after saluting the Blood God, bringing the news to their true master.