League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The six gargoyles dragging the bloody palace began to fly towards the north, trying to put some distance between them.

"Trina, you lead them to hold off the enemy and buy me time..."

The blond Angelina was dead, and the restraining force coming from the depths of her blood made Trina nod and obey. When Brown entered the bloody palace, Trina and the other seven true ancestor female slaves stood up, their faces showing. The color of sadness.

"Sisters, I heard that the emperor of the Noxus Empire is also lewd and lustful. Maybe we can use this method to delay time. Anyway, the master just asked us to delay and did not say that he wanted to fight."

The female True Ancestor who spoke gently undressed Luo Shang, with only the desire for survival in her eyes. She didn't wait for Trina's consent. Several other True Ancestors also followed suit, showing off their own delicate bodies in the cold wind. The blood descendant's body was not afraid of severe cold and heat, and he was shaking uncontrollably at this moment, obviously fearing the coming one.

Trina sighed softly, knowing that she did not have enough prestige, so in order not to affect everyone's plans, she had no choice but to join.

"Since the master has given me this task, let me take the lead."

Seeing that Trina was willing to take the lead, the other female True Ancestors nodded in agreement. It was still unclear whether the seduction technique would work or not. It would be great to have someone to take the lead.

When Lester approached the Scarlet Palace and prepared to attack the gargoyles, what he saw was the extremely seductive dance of the goddess.

The seven Vampires who flew over were beautiful and graceful in their dancing. They were all beautiful beauties that were a specialty of the northern part of the empire. Especially the head of the Vampire, who was straight and black, looked as good as the one who had been absorbed by the gargoyle before. She had no intention of fighting. The blood descendants danced gracefully, approaching cautiously with a flattering and humble smile on their faces, as if they just wanted to exchange a night of pleasure for the chance of survival.

Lester frowned. He saw the fear and helplessness in the eyes of the women. After a moment of thought, he figured out the key, and then raised his head and pointed at Trina, who was the leader.

"Everyone else, stop, come here."

"Yes, Your Majesty Leicester."

Trina felt flattered by Lester's name. In the jealous eyes of her companions, Trina flew towards Lester.

Only when you get closer can you realize that the mighty and majestic emperor in front of you is not even a bit stronger than Brown. Brown relies on the slavery of blood and strength to make people surrender, but in front of the Holy Emperor of the Noxus Empire, just standing far away Every time she looked up, she felt an urge to surrender from the bottom of her heart, wishing she could give everything she had to the king in front of her.

There is no doubt that this is the king who is truly worth following and loyal to, not an insect like Brown who relies on strength to dominate and bullies women and the weak to maintain his miserable self-esteem.

But suddenly he thought that he had been humiliated by Brown in every possible way, and his innocence was no longer there, and the throbbing in his heart couldn't help but dim with the feeling of loss.

[If you can have a night of love with the man in front of you before you die, you will die without regrets in this life]

With a humble and bold idea, Trina stayed in front of Lester, leaned down and kissed the man's boots, expressing her absolute submission.

Lester didn't say anything. He used his cold boots to lift Trina's smooth chin. The female vampire could only raise her cold white neck pitifully. Until the distance was enough, Lester stretched out his free left hand. Hold down Trina's head and slowly inject rune energy.

Leicester, who has already experienced hundreds of battles, will naturally not be confused by any female sex, let alone on the battlefield. The reason why he allows these seducing blood descendants to approach him is just to check what Brown is doing. What kind of new species is the vampire that comes out?

Not knowing what terrible things the Emperor of Noxus was doing to her, Trina shivered, but her body felt the long-lost warmth and happiness. This feeling was actually more intoxicating than sensory satisfaction. .

[It turned out to be the long-lost art of blood curse and blood purification... establishing a pyramid-shaped ethnic group based on blood levels to enslave everyone. Brown's ambition is big enough, but I don't know why Vladimir is willing to give up. The power at your fingertips makes Brown, the damn old dog, the end of all bloodlines]

The rune energy quickly circled Trina's body twice, and Lester had already figured out what the so-called blood descendants were.

This group of blood-sucking things looks very similar to the vampires in Western European legends, but in fact they are just a special product of the magical world. Their roots come from the fallen ascendants of Shurima who are proficient in blood magic - that is, Vladimir's master, that The unlucky darkspawn who died at the hands of Vladimir.

All in all, it is [Blood Magic + Blood Curse Technique] that forms the blood descendants, a new group that can reproduce and expand by sharing source blood. Even the organs and flesh have not changed much. In essence, the vampires are just a group of people bound by the blood curse. Blood mages are far from being a new race.

Lester sneered and controlled the life energy to wash away the blood curse in Trina's source blood, and took Trina out of the chain composed of the blood curse.

Just kidding, if the green rune that symbolizes the law of life cannot lift the blood curse, Vladimir will have no chance of killing the Lord. Will he still be able to collude with Brown?

Letting go of Trina's head, Lester said calmly.

"I have removed the control technique from your blood. How do you feel now?"

Trina closed her eyes, and sure enough she could no longer feel the oppressive power brought by the superior blood descendant [Brown Darkwill]. Recalling the series of inhuman encounters when she was kidnapped to the Blood Dynasty, Trina His eyes turned red, he hugged Lester's legs tightly and sobbed softly, feeling so aggrieved that he couldn't speak at all.

Before Lester could say anything, six beauties of blood not far away screamed in horror, shouting Brown Darkwill's name and begging for mercy.

However, this was of no use. Within a few breaths, the blood descendants exploded one after another. The remains that had lost their magic source of blood sprinkled a rain of blood on the ground, showing the appearance of being corroded and decayed by blood magic.

Lester and Trina, who was venting their grievances, were stunned by Brown's coquettish moves. Brown was submissive to his enemies, but he was quite cruel to his own people. This kind of person is a typical soft-headed bitch who needs to be dealt with.

Lester lowered his head and looked at Trina, who was dripping with blood and tears. He wiped away the woman's blood and tears and sighed.

"It seems that your master still 'values' you."

Trina hung her head.

"I just feel so sad to have fallen to this end."

"Yes, it's really hard for you to have to serve such a waste."

Hearing what Lester said, Trina, who was holding Lester's left hand and rubbing her cheek against it, started sobbing again.

"It would be great if His Majesty... came to rescue us earlier..."

"Feel sorry."

Withdrawing his left hand, Lester helped Trina up.

"May I have your name?"

"Your Majesty, my name is Trina Vanessa."

"Would you like to do something for me?"

"If Your Majesty is willing to accept this dirty wild dog of mine..."

Trina knelt down again and pressed her forehead against Lester's boot.

"Trina's miserable life belongs to His Majesty."

After taking a deep look at Trina, Lester said softly.

"Get up. When I defeat all the gargoyles, I will need you to lead the way for me."

…

A strong earthquake spread throughout the Bloody Palace, and there was a loud bang of chains on the floor tiles.

On the top floor sealed by magic, Brown knelt in front of the magic coffin and maintained a prostrate posture on the ground, as humble as a maggot.

In the secret place, Brown is just a slave.

Finally, a thick layer of blood energy burst out from the sealed long magic coffin. The lid of the coffin was easily pushed open by a pale and slender hand, and a man with loose silvery white hair, eyes as clear as red agate, and a handsome appearance sat in the coffin. A powerful creature that is so monstrous that it does not distinguish between genders.

Hearing Vladimir walking out of the coffin, Brown secretly raised his head and glanced up. What surprised him was that after waking up this time, Vladimir's body had lost the characteristics of a man, and his lower abdomen was flat. Smooth, as smooth and shiny as a mirror, but it has major flaws that are completely incompatible with human impressions, and not only that, even the frame is much more delicate.

Noticing that Brown was peeking at him, Vladimir's blood surged all over his body, and in the blink of an eye, a luxurious blood-colored palace dress appeared around his body.

Seeing that Vladimir had no intention of speaking actively, Brown quickly lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Congratulations to the master for coming out of the coffin."

"During this deep sleep, I remembered many things that happened in the past. That nightmare-like shadow... was so powerful that it entangled and restrained my soul, making me struggle in vain, making me... unable to escape, and even lost. self."

Vladimir's tone is melancholy and cold, full of a certain rhythm and magnetism, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it and want to listen to more sounds.

Brown raised his head again, and what he saw was Vladimir's slender back. For some reason, at this moment, he always felt as if Vladimir had changed.

Although the former Vladimir was sentimental and had a feminine temperament, he would not give people such an awkward feeling. He could only think of it as a side effect of comprehending the law of blood. Brown did not dare or have the ability to delve into it further.

The top priority is to deal with the threat posed by Leicester. He has already told Vladimir about the invasion of the Scarlet Palace. As long as he waits for the sentimental Vladimir to finish his useless nonsense, Vladimir will understand. To deal with Leicester.

Brown, who did not dare to interrupt, quickly lowered his head, remained silent, and acted as a listener.

Vladimir said to himself indifferently.

"When I lost my past, memory was more precious than gold to me. I tried my best to find it. But when I really found the past, I missed that empty and confused time. At least During those days, I felt like I had let go of all the burdens and everything I did was living for myself. However, that was not the case...

Deceiving others, deceiving yourself, everything is a lie, an abominable... lie. "

There was no obvious emotional change in Vladimir's tone, but Brown sensed an extremely dangerous meaning, even though he couldn't understand what Vladimir meant by these rubbish words.

"Boom!!!"

The Blood Palace trembled again. In Brown's perception, the gargoyles dragging the Blood Palace had lost two. Now there were only four of the eight gargoyles left. Brown couldn't help but become a little anxious for a while.

"Ahem... Master, Lester is shooting down the palace. If the palace crashes, we will lose the most important strategic fortress. At that time, I am afraid it will affect the master's ability to continue to understand the law of blood..."

Finally, Vladimir turned around and looked down at Brown with regretful eyes and his words were like knives.

"Brown Darkwill, even among the many trash I have seen, you can be regarded as the most outstanding one. Apart from ridiculous ambition and pathetic self-esteem, you have no ability to do anything. , you have never let me down."

He had never heard Vladimir commenting on himself so harshly. Brown's face suddenly turned green with anger. He wanted to say something, but he restrained himself. In his heart, he had already begun to greet Gu Kamavi. Female family members of the Kingdom of Asia (Note: Vladimir was the prince of the ancient Kingdom of Kamavia. In order to maintain the existence of the kingdom, he was given to the dark descendants as slaves by the then King of Kamavia in exchange for peace in the kingdom).

"Master, master..."

Brown opened his mouth with a trembling voice, but was interrupted by Vladimir.

"No need to defend, I didn't have any expectations for you. In fact, you are more suitable to lie in a coffin than me."

Vladimir grabbed it casually, and Brown was completely controlled by the blood in his body. His body involuntarily walked to the open coffin, and lay down in it with great skill. He clasped his hands in front of him, with a peaceful face, except for his eyes. It was full of fear.

Unwilling to talk nonsense with Brown, Vladimir closed the coffin lid and activated the sealing magic.

"Brown Darkwill, huh, is not as useful to me as the traitor Vladimir..."

Pulling back the silver hair around his ears, Vladimir tied up his hair with a blood-transformed hairband and calmly walked out of the palace secret room.

Every time he took a step forward, a stream of blood floated from all over the palace and was absorbed by Vladimir.

In just a few dozen steps, the human beauties that Brown collected in the palace were turned into mummies one after another, and their life essence was extracted.

In the entire Scarlet Palace, only the [Corpse Raider] Brown Darkwill who acts as a human relay in the secret room and the lowest level [Alienated Blood Slave] serve as consumables to maintain the normal operation of the Scarlet Palace.

Arriving on the deck of the palace, Vladimir first glanced at Trina, who had betrayed Brown, and then stared coldly at Lester, who had just crushed the gargoyle.

After carefully looking at the person he had never met before, Vladimir's expression became a little suspicious.

At the same time, Lester also saw Vladimir, and Lester could understand that Brown did not dare to face him directly.

Examining Vladimir, who looked a bit different from the game and looked rather effeminate, Lester raised his eyebrows.

"Vladimir, speaking of which, is this the first time we have met?"