League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Mitna Rachen, the fully activated war machine sent a steady stream of soldiers into the second portal leading to the material realm. The fanatical undead army flapped or raised their weapons amidst the roar of the ghost warriors, eager to In the next second, he would pierce the weapon into the chest of a mortal, drink blood, and let the world die in mourning and gnashing of teeth under the iron-blooded glory of Mitna Rachen.

Completely different from the boiling City of the Dead, the dark and gloomy black-green arc passed through the space passage like a dying Death Star in the starry sky, carrying the aura of destruction all the way towards the main hall where Valhalla is located. It should have The underworld magic circle that was functioning to stop flying objects seemed to have failed and remained as majestic and silent as ever, allowing the arc light to disappear into it.

In the Hall of the Immortal, or the magnificent hall called the Hall of Heroes by the undead in the underworld, there is only one person standing in front of the dark altar that has been decorated, waiting patiently.

Like an iron-armored sculpture without any emotion, the dark king of the ancient Titan clan looked down indifferently at the arc light falling on the ground, tall and tall, as if he felt something. The hammer Ye Yun held in his hand gave off an excitement The hum of blood.

When the light disappeared, an ancient half-plate armor made of jet black metal appeared in front of Mordekaiser.

The weathered and war-torn plate armor is full of sword marks and gaps, and there are already irreparable cracks in many places, like rust stains, and black and purple patches that look like blood that has dried for a long time are scattered all over it.

Judging from the state of the breastplate, it is obvious that it cannot follow its owner on the battlefield again. Even a handful of master blacksmiths would have difficulty repairing such armor other than by recasting it.

"Boom!"

Ye Yun stood on the ground with his head down. Mordekaiser opened his five fingers and pointed at the ferocious and heavy ancient armor, and uttered three evil syllables composed of Ochen language in a low voice.

"Haratu!"

With a buzzing sound, the ancient half-breastplate floated with great black light. Following Mordekaiser's guidance, the half-breastplate landed on the stone table of the Hades Altar. On the stone table, there were also other breastplates and breastplates in sequence. The shoulder armor, arm armor and greaves of the same style are obviously the equipment of the same person.

"Dalaku, Uhuslaku! (Ochen language: Thousand years of rebirth, right now!)"

There was no one else in the palace, but Mordekaiser showed some sense of piety,

Kneeling on one knee, Mordekaiser chanted some kind of incantation in a low voice in Ochen language. After the chanting, Mordekaiser stood up again and solemnly took off the gauntlets and plates he was wearing in turn. The armor boots were placed on the stone table of the Hades Stone Altar according to their corresponding positions.

Finally taking off the horn bucket helmet on his head, Mordekaiser placed the horn bucket helmet at the top of the armor to complete the last piece of immortal armor.

Silently glancing at the black iron armor that entrusted his immortal soul, Mordekaiser turned and walked towards the giant sarcophagus less than five meters.

Inside the sarcophagus is the remains of a northerner. The remains are made up of thick bones that are different from ordinary people. The skull is extremely huge, and it seems to be cursed, surrounded by black and green evil magic light.

After finally confirming that no one in the Hall of the Immortals could interfere with his resurrection ceremony, Mordekaiser stepped into the sarcophagus.

The immortal shadow condensed by Ouchen's spell began to shrink and gradually merged into the bones.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of dark green eyes burned like fire from the hollow eye sockets of the skull. Mordekaiser clumsily controlled his physical skeleton to sit up from the sarcophagus, raising his arm bones to adapt to his The body soon regained the feeling of controlling the physical body.

Staggering down the sarcophagus, Mordekaiser walked to the altar, holding the handle of Ye Yun's hammer with two bony hands, and the skull's jaw made a 'click-click' sound.

"Dahuri Farah, Uhasdagaharahu (to the effect: iron casts ghosts, steel melts immortality, hammers down the throne, all things surrender)..."

The improved version of Ouchen's resurrection spell learned from the necromancer came out from the mouth of the skeleton, and the evil whisper echoed in the hall.

During this process, the Hall of the Immortal provided countless soul energy. The Immortal armor spliced ​​together as if it had gained life. He slowly turned over and sat up, then stood on the ground facing the skeleton holding Ye Yun.

‘Click, click, click. ’

The heavy plate armor boots made a dull sound when they stepped on the floor tiles. The armor walked to the skeleton on its own and stopped on the spot, holding Ye Yun's hammer handle firmly with his hand armor.

Using Nightfall as a medium, Mordekaiser's soul melted in the Immortal's armor and the Immortal's skeletal body found each other again.

The immortal armors flew into the air, and then they were actively put on Mordekaiser's skeletal body one by one. The dark spell began to reshape Mordekaiser's body, and soon it was outside the bones and inside the iron armor. Weaving an immortal body that is strong enough to resist the laws of space in the material realm, and a physical feeling that cannot possibly belong to the souls of the underworld.

The long-lost physical sensation returned to the depths of Mordekaiser's consciousness. Mordekaiser picked up Ye Xun's hammer handle with one hand and slammed it down on the soul floor tile.

"clang!"

Accompanied by the wailing and destruction of hundreds of souls, after a muffled sound, the nearly indestructible soul floor tile cracked into a shallow pit.

At this moment, he finally gained the qualification to return to the material realm. Everything is already crawling at his feet. The mortal world is waiting for him to conquer, waiting for him to use blood and death to let those mortals remember 'Morde Caesar' again. The majesty and fear of his name, singing his praises to the immortal king who dominates the living and the dead.

Even those high-ranking Star Gods would become slaves under his hammer, not to mention the Noxus Empire shaped by mortals. The endless bones and souls reshaped his body and gave him unimaginable powers. , even some incomprehensible powers,

Now there is only one way to defeat him, and that is to completely destroy Mitna Rachen, cut off the soul flow of the Styx, and then make his immortal body unafraid of any laws of physics and magic. He didn't believe anyone could do this, nor would he give anyone the chance to do it.

Walking out of the inner hall of the Hall of the Immortal, more and more followers are living in the Hall of the Immortal behind him, including many veteran generals who have fought with him in the ordinary world. Now these enemies who hate him to the core are like quails. Follow him silently, ready to die for him.

Mordekaiser pushed open the door of the outer hall of the Hall of the Immortals. He stood in front of the gate of Valhalla. All the people were praising his name, but he kept walking, separating the crowds and heading towards the deep well of souls. He walked forward until he reached the teleportation channel within reach - the Dark Fortress and the Immortal Fortress he had built with his own hands were at the other end of the channel, waiting for the arrival of his master.

"Mordekaiser! Mordekaiser! Mordekaiser!"

Without looking back at the tide-like legion behind him, Mordekaiser carried Ye Xun and stepped into the teleportation channel.

…

"Boom!"

Black lightning and thunder descended from the dark green sky, striking the fortress wall of the Immortal Fortress continuously as if to destroy the city, reflecting a scene of despair that resembled the end of the world.

The six-winged Judgment Angel Misha, the Moon Goddess Diana, and the Dawn Goddess Leona fought throughout the Immortal Fortress. However, the three demigods were unable to save the defeat and could only contain some enemies to buy time for the empire to retreat.

Even if the space passage between the material realm and the two worlds was briefly cut off, the situation in the Immortal Fortress continued to get worse and worse, and now it was completely out of control.

The flesh-and-blood creatures decline at a speed visible to the naked eye. The slaves enslaved by death brutally dismember their enemies with swords. The astral mages use various destructive magics to destroy everything in sight. The enemies of the empire come from within. The outsiders appeared in the hinterland and did their best to dismantle this ancient fortress. When the lucky ones followed the evacuating Imperial Legion and left the Immortal Fortress, all that was left was death.

Maybe it’s because the killing is not satisfying enough, or maybe it’s because the star world has never been regarded as one’s ally.

After finding no mortals to entertain themselves, the undead from the underworld turned to the astral mages and their astral summons. More enemies flocked to the Angel of Judgment, the Moon Goddess, and the Dawn Goddess. He wanted to kill three people on the spot.

The empire, the star world and the underworld are fighting in a melee, and the howling wind of death hovers in the sky, like a never-ending greedy mouth devouring the souls of mortals.

At this moment, an inconspicuous spiritual wind blew through the Temple of the Goddess of Wind in the Immortal Fortress, and then stayed in the empty Temple of the Goddess of Stars.

The worried Janna showed her graceful figure as an elf, and used the statue of the Star Goddess as a medium of divine power to talk to Soraka in the Dark Castle through the air.

[Soraka, the Immortal Fortress has fallen. You know we have made our best efforts. It is time for you to retreat. I have a bad feeling.]

Beside the Well of Souls, Soraka's aura, which had been trying its best to maintain the seal, became much weaker in just one day.

Soraka successfully destroyed the space beacon connecting the material realm to the [Realm of Truth], but failed to cut off the connection between the soul well and the underworld, and could only temporarily block it.

The spatial location where the Soul Well is located is the weakest point in the material realm and the realm of the dead. After years of space expansion, a fairly stable space channel has been formed.

If it weren't for the various seals placed on the deep well of souls, the Immortal Fortress would have long been reduced to a death place like the underworld.

As the saying goes, it is better to block than to open up. The deep well of souls has been blocked for such a long time. The situation is so bad that even Soraka can't deal with it. She can only forcefully block the passage to the underworld at the cost of burning her own divine power.

Regrettably, the empire's forces were severely damaged by both the star realm and the underworld at the beginning. Even if the two realms had no backup, the remaining power was not something that the empire could suppress and pacify. It could only rely on the black power as much as it could. Rose's mages and the remaining imperial legions retreated westward. The current space within a hundred miles of the Immortal Fortress is so chaotic that even teleportation arrays and Hextech flying gates cannot be used.

Hearing what Janna said, Soraka, who was possessed by Elise, could only sigh.

[Your hunch is correct, Mordekaiser is coming, and we are definitely no match for Mordekaiser now]

Soraka's words gave Janna another idea.

【Mordekaiser? If it's Mordekaiser, can we try to defeat him together? If we can defeat him, the Immortal Fortress may be able to hold on]

Soraka closed her eyes and tried to predict the future. Suddenly, the omen of death appeared in her mind, and Soraka began to tremble after seeing the future.

In the omen, Misha, the angel of judgment who fought bloody battles, had all her wings broken, and finally died under the hammer night fall. Leona, the goddess of dawn, had all her divine armor broken, and she and Diana, who was seriously injured, fled to Titan in disgrace. peak,

She and Janna escaped from the battlefield with a single breath and slept in the temple of Fidelite. LeBlanc and the other girls were directly teleported to Mitna Rachen by Mordekaiser, and were eventually enslaved by Mordekaiser. …

She is not afraid of dying to save the lives of Runeterra. She is only afraid that the girls Lester cherishes will fall into the hands of Mordekaiser.

When she could not leave the star realm, she saw many threads of fate from her [mother]. What surprised her was that most of the threads of fate that symbolized the destruction of Runeterra came from her. The hand of my lover Lester,

It seems that as long as Lester's women are ravaged by other men, the world will be destroyed, without exception. The consequences of provoking that man who is favored by the superior will be greater than Mordekaiser and his destruction. Shijun didn't know how terrifying it was.

In countless lines of fate, she has long been familiar with how Lester values ​​​​her female companions. When it comes to matters related to the survival of Runeterra, she will never dare to take any risks. Even if there is a slight risk, she will take it. This possibility is nipped in the cradle.

【Absolutely not! If we force a fight with him, we will fall into Mordekaiser's hands and end badly. 】

Janna fell silent. What if there were other reasons? Did she fall into the hands of Mordekaiser?

No need to think too much, Lester will definitely go crazy and do something terrible.

Seeing that Janna didn't speak, Soraka continued.

[Janna, we need to leave here immediately and go to Fidelite! Only by relying on August can we stop Mordekaiser and his legion. You also inform Misha and the others that they must evacuate to Fidelite immediately]

After saying that, Soraka opened her eyes and looked at LeBlanc and the others who were also sweating profusely.

"Kids, it's time for us to go."

Before LeBlanc and the others could say anything, an astral teleportation array appeared at the feet of Kesa, Jasmine, Lorena and LeBlanc, and then the light lit up, including Soraka. , everyone disappeared in place.

Losing contact with Soraka for an instant, Janna left the temple and used the wind to bring Soraka's prophecy of defeat to Misha, Leona and Diana, who were about to fight to the death.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and the three demigods who had been murderous just now immediately flew towards the west without looking back, leaving a large number of confused enemies looking at each other.

Not ten minutes after the girls left, the black thunder in the sky stopped, and a human-shaped iron tower carrying a giant hammer emerged from the space passage of the Soul Well.

Mordekaiser stepped onto the land of Dark Castle, smiled slyly into the air, and then froze,

The huge dark castle was actually even more deserted and lonely than his palace of immortals.

"Where are the people?" (End of Chapter)