League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Even Yang Ling couldn't completely avoid the soul-burning charge, and was slashed hard by the flashing soul halberd, and Yang Ling fell to the ground, with a wound visible to the naked eye on his back.

Before he had time to adjust his body, the cavalry general rushed over again. This time, Yang Ling did not choose to escape.

The bowstring was drawn, and the soul-killing arrow quickly condensed and released.

The gray-white arrow-shaped air wave shot straight at the Nether Cavalry along with the soul-destroying arrow.

The cavalry general who was about to approach hit the soul-killing arrow, and the entire soul exploded instantly, turning into the purest soul energy in the underworld.

After eliminating the Dark Lord's patrol team, Yang Ling did not dare to rest, because the fog farther away was violently rolling,

There will be a ten-man team near each patrol team, and there will be a hundred-man team behind the ten-man team. There are not a few powerful ghost fighters like cavalry generals. Unable to deal with the established Centuries.

The dead messenger of the underworld, the cat-shaped masked spirit [Tail Hunting] was trapped in the cavalry formation, and was locked in space by the dark mage, unable to teleport and escape, and was consumed alive in the endless attacks.

Continuing his preferences in the material realm, Mordekaiser, who came to the underworld, still gave priority to using black magic and soul as the main material to forge the most powerful cavalry army.

By the time a ten-man team of ghost cavalry arrived at the warning point, the battle had long since ended, leaving only a little bit of soul brilliance that did not want to dissipate, silently telling the fierce conflict that just happened.

The Lachen language has inherited the heavy language sense of the Ochen language, but it is no longer a treacherous and unpredictable bass, which may be related to the fact that Mordekaiser was a Valoran during his lifetime. In terms of syllables, the Lachen language is somewhat similar to the Valoran language. place.

The leading cavalry commander looked at the place where the space fluctuated with his dark blue eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Mogar is dead, he was killed by Qian Jue. (La Chen language)"

"Master Arnold, do you need to report to the Dark Lord? (Lachen)"

Shaking his head at his deputy, Commander-in-Chief Arnold looked into the depths of the mist. His blue eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the thick mist, and he saw the building that was being built and was about to stand in the underworld and rule everything. City of souls.

Both the living and the dead will ultimately submit to the terror of the Dark Lord.

"No need, the Dark Lord has greater things to do, these small things are not worth bothering the Lord. (La Chen language)"

"yes."

The ten-member team left again, neither the Dark Lord himself nor his Underworld Legion were very concerned about this small loss.

Capturing souls from the material realm from the wasteland is their main job.

...

【Mittner Lachen】

Named by the Dark Lord himself, it is a fortress destined to be great and immortal in the wasteland of the underworld.

It is made of soul sand and ghost grass ash as the main ingredients, supplemented with soul and ghost air, and blended with black magic and soul steel.

Every brick and every tile imprisoned a living soul, all from the hands of the Dark Lord.

Even though more than two hundred years have passed, the city of souls in the underworld has just formed a hideous outline. In the future, more souls of the weak will be built into Mittna Lachen alive, and with howls Praising the greatness and achievements of the Immortal Tyrant, this city of souls will also become a magnificent symbol of the Immortal Legion's immortality.

The ambitious hegemony of conquering the world will start the second after Mittner Lachen is built...

That being said, it's still early days.

No, it is too early.

The so-called [Hall of Bones] is just a frame supported by a few pillars melted and cast from soul bricks, and the so-called Fortified City is just a few soul stone pillars erected, not even a section of formed high wall, everything has to be built. Start from scratch.

Different from the immortal fortress in the physical realm, in the physical realm, as long as they wave their whips, those stupid craftsmen who are afraid of death will naturally mix the sand and clay into solidified stones, and then put the solidified stones on the The location where it should be placed is different in the underworld. No one knows how to cast soul bricks except myself.

What a bunch of trash!

Mordekaiser is very dissatisfied with this progress, but the stupid subordinates can't share the master's worries. Speaking of it, most mortals are fools, and they are only worthy of being dark sacrifices to please themselves, even those who claim to be full of wisdom Wizards and mages are just a group of self-righteous idiots who have struggled for half a lifetime, and they are only worthy of being their own vessels and chamber pots.

Throughout the more than five hundred years in the world, no one is qualified to stand in front of him. Everyone in this world is so stupid that they can only kneel down and kiss their own feet.

There are too many useless people. On the way to conquer the world and build the Hall of Bones, he needs a lot of useful people.

Until now, he had missed the black little rose who was the most outstanding among the dark wizards under his command and who was the best at playing tricks. Although the little rose still chose to betray him, compared to the value of the little rose itself, the betrayal was not worth it at all. Mention, he believes that as long as Little Rose realizes that she has never been out of the master's control from the beginning to the end, it will be enough to completely conquer that beautiful witch, make the witch completely surrender to him, give everything willingly, and never betray.

If it wasn't for Little Rose to help him take care of the deep well of soul, and keep blessing the 'seal' to transmit power to him, he would definitely drag Little Rose to the underworld and let her complete the damn ashes work instead of him.

As a dark lord, he obviously has a grand blueprint to conquer the world, but he had to start with ashes. As a leader, he can't take the lead and run away with a bucket. This is too stupid. He has never suffered such grievances in Valoran.

Mordekaiser, who was on the Throne of Bones, frowned, put down the hammer [Ye Yun] that had been rattling for a long time, and beckoned, and ten more souls whose mouths were sealed by steel nails and whose hands were bound were shattered. The ghost generals are escorted over, they are new casting materials, and will eventually become part of Mittner Lachen.

In front of Mordekaiser, neither the living nor the dead, neither the strong nor the weak, have the right to speak—unless your lord, your lord, agrees with you to speak, you can avoid suffering, It became a pool of wailing mud under the nightfall.

"Sebastian, how's Lobito's research going?"

The king's indifferent voice is like the cold wind of the Freljord that destroyed all vitality in the Dalmor Plain. The great general who once fought bravely against the tyrant became the overlord's slave after his death.

Rebellion seems especially ridiculous,

After years of obedience, Sebastian has already understood that obeying Mordekaiser is an unshakable destiny, and there is nothing shameful in obeying the master of life and death.

The ghost general wearing black iron ghost plate armor knelt on one knee and put his head on the soul floor tiles, expressing absolute surrender.

"My lord, Wizard Lobito said he needs more souls to complete the experiment."

The master answers whatever he asks,

Don't say a single word that is superfluous, and don't try to put forward any opinions for the master. This is a necessary and sufficient condition for being a general of the Nether Legion. Smart nonsense and advice will make you die faster.

Without asking the second question, Mordekaiser just picked up Yeyun again.

'Boom! '

The nail hammer Yeyun raised it high, and smashed it down heavily on the leading soul material. Grinning in pain, the soul that could not make any sound was directly liberated, and turned into a mass of pure soul energy, which was forcibly blended by black magic Among the square stones mixed with soul sand and ghost grass ash, the somewhat irregular shape of the stone became what Mordekaiser wanted it to be under the catalysis of the soul, but this was not enough ...

Without receiving any new instructions, Sebastian remained motionless in his kneeling and bowed posture, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Boom!"

Pulling one soul after another, the heavy knock sounded again,

The second soul that was sealed by iron nails did not die, but was directly smashed into the heavy stone brick by Ye Yun in a half-dead state, until the black stone brick began to shine with light blue luster, a piece of soul The brick is fully formed,

Sebastian heard the painful wails of the souls inside the stone bricks. He knew that the dead souls were fine, and the living souls sealed in the stone bricks would suffer the pain of skinning and bone removal forever.

This is the soul brick, the cornerstone of the great soul city, the immortal barrier [Mittna Lachen].

Such a cornerstone can resist the erosion of the breath of the underworld, resist the attacks of the messengers of the underworld, and can also guarantee the eternal immortality of Mitna Lachenne's soul.

Two hundred and eighty-five years have passed since King's Landing in the underworld, from the wasteland of the underworld to the completion of the basic framework of the big city. Today, in the underworld, only the dark lord Morde Kaiser can cast such soul bricks. The task of Wizard Lobito is to study a new kind of black magic or black witchcraft, so that soul wizards can also complete this kind of 'trivial' work.

Apparently the king was tired of wielding a mace and doing 'thresh' work every day.

Throwing the new soul brick casually into the soul carriage standing beside him, Mordekaiser finally spoke.

"Go, my general, and call that old thing over. I need to know what my soul has done to him."

"yes."

After receiving the order, Sebastian stood up again, turned and left.

Standing up straight is his prerogative as a general and confidant of the legion. The rest of the souls must bend over, always facing the direction of the Maharaja, and keep their heads bowed. sight and movement.

Leaving the Hall of Bones where the 'Boom, Boom, Boom' was heard again, Sebastian ran straight to the [Wizard Black Tower] after summoning his own soul horse with Ou Chen's spell.

Under the majesty's seat, as long as you do your own thing as soon as possible, you don't need to think about any irrelevant things, because you never know whether you will end up being a soul brick or a dark priest sacrifice.

...

Ionia, Presidium.

Half a month had passed since the Blossom Festival, but Presidian was still immersed in grief. Even the magic garden was completely sealed off by the warriors sent by the elders, and no one was allowed to enter.

The originally lively birds and beasts seemed to feel the sorrow of their souls, and even their calls became a little heavier, no longer clear and crisp.

Lester pushed open the door of the inn and walked out of the temporary residence arranged by Lingjue.

Tomorrow is the day to meet Karma. Yuegui's custom-made scabbard has been made, and he can get it today. After resting for half a month, his exhausted body has recovered, and it is a good time to act again.

Riding on the brown horse he bought, Lester walked towards the blacksmith's shop. Most of the Presidian people walking on both sides of the village road looked sad, and the weight of losing their loved ones still did not dissipate.

Even Lester often sees in his dreams the scene of saying goodbye to himself when Xiyue leaves.

The man sighed, clamped his horse's belly, and accelerated his pace.

There are always some things that are hard to let go, but if you don't let go, how can you move on.

Let Qian Jue mark Yuyue's soul, this is already the best result.

The name of [Lengjian Qingyan] is very poetic, but the location is very remote. Unlike other blacksmith shops located in the center of the village or near the square, [Lengjian Qingyan] is located in the deep mountains in the south of Presidian. It is not far from Shuanglong Mountain.

Rather than opening the door to do business, it might be better to say that the owner of Lengjian Qingyan wants to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in seclusion, and blacksmithing is just to cultivate sentiment and enrich life along the way.

It was also the place where the spiritual perception introduced, and Leicester, who lived in the delicacies inn for half a month, believed in the eyes of the strongest warrior of the Ekaxiu family.

In fact, the spiritual perception did not disappoint Lester.

"Lucky fellow, although it has turned into a fierce blade, [Yuegui] is an out-and-out famous knife. It can be seen that it comes from the work of [Iquique] master. The reclusive master Iquique is no longer forging the knife. , His works are not often handed down to the world, the sword that Caledro gave to his disciples, unexpectedly ended up in your hands after going round and round, what a piece of shit luck...

But having said that, it took me a lot of work and good materials to cast a scabbard that can suppress this fierce blade, but for the sake of you solving the real demon and saving Prestidian, old man, I will I won't charge you, otherwise, even if it is introduced by spiritual perception, it is impossible to take a piece of wool from me for free, so accept it gratefully, by the way, have you wiped your hands clean yet? Don't touch the knife with dirty hands. "

It seems that he has been dealing with the fire for too long. The old blacksmith with light eyebrows and big eyes has a shiny head, and it is difficult to see conspicuous hair on his exposed body. His face is a bit biased towards the highlanders who are still in the north. If you just look at the old man with his muscular muscles and his voice as deep as a bell, he doesn't look like an old man who is over fifty years old.

The imposing manner is compelling, and the movements of the hands are not like striking iron, but more like hitting someone.

Well, does anyone else read this book? I’m really dying, I don’t have any motivation to write QAQ