League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"Endless power surges and surges. Even the Wall of Sighs cannot suppress the power of the elements. This is really unimaginable power. Why does such a person appear in the world?"

"Your Excellency Lobito, this time we did not select a sufficient number of high-quality warrior souls from humans. In order to avoid greater waste, I plan to send all of those souls to Mitna Rachen. In two things, at least I want to do the same."

"Even the soul is broken in this dark purple magic tide. What a powerful magic talent this is! If you can get such a body..."

"Sir Lobito, since you want that woman's body, how about you deal with the mage. I will try my best to hold back the astral angels and wait for your support.

At that time, I will let the remaining undead and the Netherworld Legion launch a general attack, and then I will ask Mr. Lobito to release the bone dragon to completely establish the victory..."

"How do I get her? How do I..."

Seeing that the Archmage of the Underworld was still in a dazed state, Bean forcefully patted the Archmage on the shoulder.

"Sir Lobito?"

Staggering, Lobito was stunned for a moment before returning to reality from his delusion.

In fact, facing the Astral Seraph holding an artifact, even he had no guarantee of victory. Ever since Lester chose to reveal the two trump cards, he had given up any hope in this battle.

No matter how many plans you make, you need to save your own life. The most important thing for an undead lich living in the underworld is the soul.

Lobito's attainments in soul science and magic made Lobito very clear about his situation. If he wanted to obtain Syndra's body, he needed to make more preparations and plans instead of leaving his life here rashly.

"This is the key to the bone dragon."

Lobito took out a sharp white finger bone from his cloak. Lobito lowered his head slightly and handed the key to Bean, who was a little surprised.

"General Bean, this is a battle that belongs to you. How to use the bone dragon given by the master should be judged by you personally. When you hold Seraph back, I will end the battle with Sindra as soon as possible and go to support you."

Without taking the Key of the Bone Dragon, Bean took a deep look at Lobito who chose to lower his head and remained silent.

Lobito kept lowering his head to present the key, like a still sculpture.

"Sir Lobito, no matter what decision we make, the Maharaja is watching us."

"That's right, General Bean, we just have different missions, but we have the same respect for our master."

After Lobito said the last words, Bean took the key of the bone dragon, and Lobito raised his head again.

Bean Faron studied the Key of the Bone Dragon, relying on the deep and clear Rachen magic in the key. He can summon the Underworld Bone Dragon anywhere within the circle before it is destroyed.

Regardless of whether Lobito was preparing to escape, at least he was going to offer a magnificent battle for his master.

While the Underworld Army was preparing, the Emerald Leading Vanguard Army on the other side was also accelerating.

The first battle of the day came and went quickly. Under the protection (and indiscriminate bombardment) of Syndra and Misha, the vanguard of the Emerald Territory moved forward unimpeded.

The mountains and seas of undead enemies were too weak in the face of unimaginable power. Syndra's magic and Misha's astral power made the Emerald Territory soldiers and Light Sentinels present understand what true power is.

As the vanguard army approached, the dark fog that had been shrouding the front of the legion also took the initiative to dissipate. Five thousand skeleton soldiers of the Nether Legion wearing spiritual heavy armor lined up in front, blocking the vanguard in a semi-surrounded state. The army's way to the military camp.

Shaking his head at Misha and Syndra, Lester raised his right hand. The three thousand soldiers quickly stopped and formed a defensive formation on the spot, staring at the enemy a thousand meters away.

In front of the underworld army, the stooped Lobito held a skeleton gem staff and wore a luxurious and exquisite ghost cloak. A special ghost-faced skeleton mask completely concealed the face and soul of the underworld wizard.

Next to Lobito, the tall and straight-looking Bean Faron is a whole body taller than the ghost skeleton warrior who is nearly 2.2 meters tall. I don't know if he has been strengthened, but his body size with man and horse has reached four. Mido.

The general of the undead army mounted a purgatory keel pegasus that was rare even in the underworld. He held a large soul steel shield in his left hand and a dark green soul-refining cross spear in his right hand.

Bean is protected from head to toe by ectoplasm armor, and only the two holes for his eyes are burning with blazing ice-blue soul flames, like an invulnerable iron pagoda.

Bean Faron alone brought endless pressure to the Sentinels of Light, giving them a feeling of invincibility.

Lester withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and looked down at himself standing on the ground with regret on his face.

It's a pity that he didn't bring Xia with him, otherwise his mount would definitely be much cuter than that purgatory horse with a dragon's head and body and bone wings.

As if he noticed Lester's gaze, Bean, riding the Infernal Dragon Bone Pegasus, clamped his horse's belly and walked forward.

Bean Faron stopped a thousand meters away and spoke in loud and hoarse Noxian.

"My name is Bean Faron. I am the general of the Cross Lance Heavy Cavalry Warrior of the Undead Legion. I am the Nether Guard personally selected by the Lord of Darkness. I am also the commander of this Nether Legion. Where is the Demon Faced Lord Lester!?"

Seeing that the enemy began to call for battle, many of the Sentinels of Light who were intimidated by Bean Faron's momentum chose to turn their heads and look at him. Lester could not continue to stand in the team.

Shaking his head at Misha and Syndra, Lester moved forward on foot, and the light sentinels along the way gave way to make room for Lester.

Standing on the ground with both feet, Lester carried the God-killing Blade on his back and held the soul-stirring bow.

Thinking of the hardships along the way and the slaughtered Winterfell Castle, Lester's face darkened. The majesty and evil aura belonging to the superior seemed to be pressing down on the underworld army, and then rising in anger.

"I have long heard that the Lord of Darkness advocated fair and honorable combat like warriors when he founded the army in this world. I never expected that you and your cockroach warriors are better than those in Zuan's ditch. Rats are also good at hiding!

Not only was he afraid of fighting all the way, but he also calmly used the despicable soul refining magic circle and the despicable dark fog to massacre innocent people and steal their souls to cover up his cowardly behavior. It really opened my eyes! "

"The so-called undead legion's cross-lance and heavy-horse warrior general didn't dare to dissipate his shame and was forced to fight until I led his troops to kill him. It seems that the so-called Netherworld Guards are nothing more than that!

As of now, there is nothing to say between you and me. Now that we have met, we can only decide between life and death, and compete with each other.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Instead of talking nonsense with me, why not show me whether the big gun in your hand is sharp enough? "

Lester's thunderous and powerful words restored the fighting spirit of the legionnaires who had been suppressed by Bean Faron. Under the impact of Lester's momentum, the Infernal Keel Pegasus under Bean Faron's seat was the first to bear the brunt. It's three steps back,

This retreat didn't matter, but it caused the morale of the Netherworld Legion to plummet, which was even more unbelievable than being insulted like a cockroach or a mouse.

It's understandable that the two sides would start talking to each other before the fight started. It's a bit embarrassing to be able to scare the enemy back three steps with just one mouth.

The soldiers of the Nether Legion and Lobito turned their attention to Bean Faron, and Bean Faron glared fiercely at the mount that had not yet regained its composure.

"Disgraceful thing!"

The Infernal Dragon Bone Pegasus, which was not very intelligent, lowered its head in grievance, and Lester said contemptuously.

"It seems that with Sir Bean's IQ, you can't even restrain your own horse. How about you give me that horse and I can help you train it? Maybe I can send it to you again after I've ridden it enough?" "

The blade-like sarcasm made the horse-loving Bean Faron unable to bear it any longer. The Cross Lance Knight instantly entered a violent state, forgetting his battle goal and rushing straight towards Lester.

"Legion of the Underworld! Come with me and kill! Lester! I won't stop until I kill you!"

Seeing that Bean Faron did not go to Seraph Misha to die, Lobito froze on the spot and did not move for a moment. The old lich watched the other Nether Soldiers charging forward and cursed in his heart.

In his envisioned plan, Bean Faron entangled Seraph and eventually died at the hands of Seraph, while he tried his best to attack the female elemental mage named Syndra,

If he can defeat the opponent, he will kidnap him. According to Mordekaiser's temperament, if he captures an important enemy general, at least he will not blame him for escaping from the battle. Then he can take advantage of the opportunity to explore the female mage's magical talent, and maybe it will be okay. Get this almost perfect body.

If he couldn't defeat the opponent, he would delay the world as long as possible and wait until Bean Faron died in battle and the army was defeated before escaping.

But all these expectations were based on the premise that the rigid and dogmatic Bean Faron was facing off against Misha.

If Bean Faron cannot entangle Seraph, once he takes action, he will face the siege of Seraph and Dark Element Archmage. Facing one of them, he may try to touch him twice. With one against two, he will die. Undoubtedly, this is a dead end with no solution.

Unfortunately, the token for summoning the bone dragon is not on his body yet. It is not possible to summon the bone dragon to fish in troubled waters. If he just leaves, even if he is a veteran, there is no way he can explain to Mordekaiser. Impulsively, he actually reached a point where he was truly in a dilemma.

The war has begun. As Bean Faron said, the battle taking place here will eventually be seen by Mordekaiser. Unable to allow Lobito to think too much, the old lich decided to attack the Sentinel of Light.

In doing so, he was participating in the war without directly drawing the ire of Seraph and the Archmage of Elements and being besieged.

Immediately noticing the old lich's actions, Misha used sound transmission magic to whisper to Syndra.

"Your magic attack range is wider. I will deal with the old lich, and you will suppress these skeleton soldiers."

Understanding that this was the most appropriate choice, Syndra nodded.

After completing the division of labor, one of the two people flew towards Lobito, while the other came to the military formation and began to release range attack magic.

"Filth! Your enemy is me!"

With a slash of the sword, the star flame sword light blew like a hurricane towards Lobito, who was hidden in the Nether Legion. Lobito could only disperse the attack magic and release a smaller version of the Wall of Sighs instead.

The dark green soul shield that suddenly emerged blocked the star flame sword light. The two completely different forces devoured and annihilated each other like wild wolves and hyenas. In the end, the Sighing Wall with the soul sacrifice array as the source of its power won, and the sword The glow dissipated, but the wall of sighs remained intact.

After successfully blocking Seraph's attack, before Lobito could be happy, another four or five sword rays flew towards him from the sky, which were also mixed with the impact of flames that were different from the sword rays.

"Soul transfer!"

Crushing the teleportation crystal that had been prepared, Lobito turned into the fluorescence of his soul and disappeared in place. The sword light and flames swept past, clearing away hundreds of skeleton warriors surrounding Lobito like wheat.

"Little mouse, where do you want to run!?"

Misha, who was filled with divine power, quickly found the old wizard who was thousands of meters away through space fluctuations. She turned around and glanced at the battlefield, but it was Syndra who was using a strange gravity magic to suppress the mobility of all the Nether soldiers. Many skeleton soldiers with weak will were broken and could never be resurrected.

Realizing that staying here was of no use, Misha flapped her wings and chased the fleeing enemy at high speed.

His eyes returned to Lester. The moment Bean Faron charged at him, Lester put away his soul-stirring bow and drew out the God-Killing Blade.

【Lester! Give me your body! This is the price you pay for imprisoning me! 】

Lester sneered.

[Aatrox, after all this time, do you still not understand the status gap between us? It is only natural that I confine you, and I do not need to make any compensation to you! Not to mention the cost! When you realize how stupid arrogance is, maybe I will consider letting you be free for a few days]

Without recognition, the God-Killing Blade weighs a hundred kilograms. Such creations from the divine power of the Dragon King of the Star Realm are not divine weapons that mortals can use at all. At this moment, Lester picked it up with one hand and held it with both hands. The weapon is used as a one-handed sword.

"Clang!"

The cross-shaped spear thrust forward was held firmly by the God-killing Blade. Bean Faron, who was condescending, felt an irresistible evil energy from the barrel of the gun. In a dazed moment, he had experienced countless battles in his life. Bean Faron, who was fighting with hundreds of lives in his hands, seemed to see the Netherworld Iron Armor on the throne.

There is no doubt that the human in front of him is just like his master, a cruel person who is keen on killing.

When Bean Faron was stunned for less than a second, Lester seized the opportunity, raised his giant sword, and swung the cross-shaped gun upward. At the same time, the broad sword blade followed the direction of the gun shaft. Go up and chop over the horse's head.

The skeleton horse's dragon head flew away amidst the sound of its joints breaking, but its body flapped its wings and began to fly into the air, out of the attack range of the giant sword in an instant.

A flash of light flashed, and the headless Pegasus grew another head, but compared to before, the skeleton horse's soul fire was a little dim.