League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"I'm still very curious, there are so many talented people in the Emerald Land, why did you choose Isaiah?"

On the second floor of the Emerald Lord's mansion, Rose was lying on a big soft bed, staring at the man who was standing in front of the bed facing the morning sun and looking out the window with blurred eyes.

The aesthetically pleasing body lines and delicate muscles make women reluctant to look away. No one knows better than her how strong these muscles strengthened by world runes are on the bed, not to mention, there are those Zhang has a perfect face.

Unfortunately, in this world, the more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are.

"Because the Emerald Leader needs a fearless person who can provoke Demacia's anger, the key is to make Demacia submit with a strong attitude. In the communication with Demacia, the Emerald Leader needs to have the upper hand, and our talents are easy to handle. "

Lester turned his head slightly and looked at Luoyue, who was standing opposite the rising sun, which was Demacia's position.

"Saving Meredith is only one aspect of it. The current Emerald Territory needs a war to prove its strength, and Meredith is a good excuse to start a war."

With her chin resting on her back, Rose, who was lying on the bed, swung her feet upwards.

"So, in order to anger the Demacians and increase the chances of going to war with Demacia as much as possible, you sent your 'brave and fearless' Isaiah?"

Turning around, Lester's face was very indifferent, so that Rose, who claimed to be proficient in human nature, didn't know for a moment whether the man's intention to go to war was to save women or start a war.

Looking back on this period of life after her return, Rose found that she couldn't see through the man in front of her even more, which made Rose a little upset.

It seemed that the man in front of him was beginning to distance himself.

"This kid, Isaiah, hasn't been very good at speaking since he was a child. He even dared to look for Kled's traces by himself and make friends with the violent yordles."

The man suddenly smiled, which made Rose feel a little chilly.

"If there is no accident, he is the most suitable candidate."

...

The nightblade rescue operation continues.

The warehouse on the second basement floor of the White Tower of the Templars.

After the sound of footsteps outside the door faded away, Knowsless opened the wooden door of the warehouse, and calmly moved deeper.

Under the pressure, Nosles already knew that the dungeon where the mage was held was located on the fourth floor underground. Each floor had only one entrance and exit controlled by a hundred-jin steel gate. The steel gate has not fallen down, and the entire White Tower is like a little girl who has taken off her clothes and is being manipulated by others. After touching it, only the darkness and stench can be found.

All the walls of the dungeon are made of forbidden magic stones. It is impossible for mages to feel any magic elements here, just like ordinary people.

With most of the Forbiddens dispatched, Nosless's infiltration plan was easy and smooth.

In this way, Nosless quickly arrived at the lower end of the third floor, and before he walked down the stone steps, he heard two footsteps of different severity, one in front and one in back, hurrying towards the right corner ahead.

Frowning, knowing that it was too late to go back and hide, Nosless put his right hand lightly on the hilt of the sword, tightened his face, walked out with a frown, and prepared to strike first.

Glancing at the wet woman on the right, Nosless said coldly.

"Why are you so slow? What are you still doing? Hurry up and assemble!"

While talking, he approached the two people who were wearing hoods and couldn't see their faces clearly. Knowles was ready to strike at any time.

"We're going."

Mary put down her hood, and looked at the strange Beard in front of her in a strange way. She didn't understand why a person guarding the outer door of the tower came to a place like the dungeon. She guessed that Beard might have accepted the order of the commander to summon other people, and then In addition, with Meredith who might be exposed at any time, the witch-forbidden woman didn't dare to say anything more, she just dealt with it casually, passed the man, and left quickly.

The two people who had their own ghosts selectively ignored each other's abnormal behavior in this way,

Putting down his right hand, Knowles let out a sigh of relief, and chose to continue going deeper.

The rest of the journey was smoother. Nosleys didn't see any guards along the way. Under the numb eyes of the prisoners, he directly entered the fourth underground floor.

Walking into the half-opened enchanted stone door, Nosless scanned the staggered cells in the cell and frowned.

There was no pungent smell in the dry environment, but the smell of blood and excrement was extremely strong. Obviously, the owner of the cell had suffered quite severe suffering and torture.

Ignoring the numb and empty gazes along the way, Nosless just took a few steps deeper before stopping in place.

A burly brown-skinned woman was standing more than ten meters away, holding a blood-stained long sword, looking at herself seriously, and her scrutiny made Nosles guess that the woman in front of her might have recognized her. camouflage.

"Beard, why did you come here?"

There was already a bit more killing intent in his heart, and Nosless dealt with it casually.

"It was Captain Gerrard who made me call the others first."

The woman withdrew her examining gaze, as if she recognized the person who came, she became a little relaxed.

"Well, come here and give me a hand."

"OK……"

After the woman turned around, Nosless approached the muscular woman with a normal face, quickly drew out the long sword within the attack range, and stabbed the woman's back, hoping to kill her with one blow.

At the same time, Nervia raised her right hand holding the sword with a sneer, and threw a diamond-shaped poison dart with her left hand.

There was a metallic sound of "ding", the stabbing was blocked, and Nosless turned his body to avoid the poison dart dangerously, allowing the poison dart to stick straight on the wall.

"you're good."

"You are not bad~"

Now that the face has been torn apart, the two of them stopped holding back their hands and fought together with long swords in their hands.

There is no blessing of magic steel equipment. With the same skills, Nosless and Nervia are evenly matched, and they are good at using hidden weapons. The powerful and heavy women take advantage of the relatively narrow dungeon passages, making the stature The flexible Knowles can't give full play to his personal advantages.

Before thinking of a suitable way to kill the enemy, the stalemate was quickly broken by the woman.

"Are you sent by Lester? Meredith has been sent away by me."

"What!?"

Taking three steps back, Nosleys looked at the woman in surprise, but the woman smiled, confirmed her identity from the behavior of the uninvited guest, and did not continue to attack, but calmly took out a stick from her pocket. Smoke the cigar and light it with a match.

The cigarette butt glowed bright red in the dungeon, and the act of smoking eased the tense atmosphere.

"The two people who passed by you just now are my subordinates, Mary and little Meredith. Originally, Meredith was released as planned before the guards were removed. Instead, you let me in smoothly. Interesting, this is fucking fate."

"Let it out? Aren't you going to kill Ms. Meredith?"

"It was only done to protect the dignity of the Demon Forbidden. Knowing Meredith's identity, Boss White would not dare to hurt little Meredith. After all, Boss Leicester is the most powerful character.

If you don't believe me, go to that prison cell. I have disposed of the corpse disguised as 'Letis' inside. It is Meredith's scapegoat.

To be honest, I don't know why Boss White made such a stupid decision. If he couldn't beat the emerald collar, he could just give in. He insisted on making simple things so complicated. "

After a pause, Nervia, who sighed, added another sentence.

"The upright Demacia shouldn't be like this, but if it's just a cesspit, there's nothing we can do about it."