League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Obviously Yagnis is not someone who is easily persuaded.

"Do you want to continue listening?"

"At least I have to figure out what state you are in right now, right? I don't want my partner to be Vladimir. Come here, do it slowly and talk slowly, and I can also give you a massage to help you relax. Now, I see that the burden on your shoulders is quite heavy."

Yagnis frowned and turned her head to look at the man behind her.

"What are you doing?"

Lester said seriously.

"Massage is also known as the art of body relaxation. I can feel that it is not easy for you to maintain your current body, so I just want to help you relieve your stress. After all, there are not many partners who are as honest as you."

I don’t know if Yagnis accepted this explanation. In short, Yagnis did not continue to dwell on this issue.

"In order to become stronger, I pretended to be killed and faded out of the sight of outsiders. In fact, I became the core of Vladimir's blood magic in a state of fused blood.

I have been hiding in Vladimir's blood for these years. Every time he reshapes my flesh and blood, my strength is restored.

He doesn't know that everything he thinks is actually under my control. As long as I want, I can control his body and everything he has. At the same time, I am also observing Vladi Mir learned a lot about the way he conducts himself in the world.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to grow, I learned to disguise,

Since no one likes my original appearance, I might as well reshape my body, forget the past, and imitate those popular women. This way, I might be able to gain loyal slaves and lay the foundation for further expansion of my power in the future.

The first time I used this method, I eliminated your hostility, which shows that the method is very effective. "

"Then you are wrong."

Yagnis frowned, held down Lester's offending hand, and turned to look at the man who was close to her.

"I was not wrong. When I became Trina, your attitude changed obviously..."

"A change in attitude does not mean a favorable impression. Becoming 'Trina' will only make people think you are cheap. My good sister, I think you don't understand your own charm at all. Forget it, let's go first." Let me teach you something.”

After frowning and feeling it, Yagnis said lightly.

"This is the first time I've had this strange feeling."

Hearing this, Lester rolled his eyes.

"Needless to say after you ascend, for a beautiful and lovely woman like you, no one pursued you before you ascended?"

Lester didn't notice that when he praised Yagnis, the color of Yagnis' little dragon horn became slightly darker.

"On the contrary, there was a very powerful Ascended General who publicly pursued me and executed all his competitors."

Lester took an unopened bottle of scarlet margarita from the desk, took off the cap and took a sip. He lamented that Brown was not good at fighting and running the country, but he was good at enjoying it.

"Who?"

"Aatrox."

"Pfft!!! Cough cough cough..."

The drink spurted out, and Lester almost choked to death.

Flirting with the Darkin in Vladimir's body, could it get to Aatrox? What kind of dirty romance script?

And that guy Aatrox also pursues women?

incredible!

"It seems you know Aatrox?"

Seeing that the serious Yagnis forgot to repeat the cycle, the embarrassed Lester coughed twice and had to manually operate it to continue the forward movement.

"It's not like we know each other. I just beat up that nagging guy, and now I'm imprisoned in the empire's treasure house... By the way, you didn't agree to his pursuit of you, right?"

If he had agreed, Yagnis's first drop of blood would never have been retained until now.

When the automatic driving was turned on again, Lester took a sip of wine to suppress the shock in his heart.

"I agreed."

"puff!!!"

"You agreed!?"

"I promised him that if he can beat me after I ascend, I will surrender to him and be his woman."

Lester was stunned and said.

"So, he never hit you?"

Yagnis shook her head and explained seriously.

"No, his original animal form is a weasel, and my original animal form is a dragon. From the moment I walked out of the Temple of the Sun, I saw the limit of Aatrox. How could he be my opponent? Whether it’s physical strength or ascension magic, he is no match for me.”

There seems to be no way to refute this, but then again, is the prototype of Aatrox, the domineering and domineering person in the game, actually a weasel?

What's the weasel? Seems a little cute...

He would have to laugh at it the next time he had to use the God-killing Blade, but he didn't know if Aatrox would be so angry that he would strike with him.

"Even Aatrox is no match for you. No wonder even the Emperor of Shurima is afraid of you... My dear sister, can I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"If someone else came..."

Lester pointed to himself.

"Are you also going to make people wanton and frivolous like this?"

Yagnis said lightly.

"Unless they are those who can defeat me, anyone else who dares to touch me has become a part of my body. The only people Vladimir has close contact with are women. He kills men directly to draw their blood."

"Then I..."

"You are not only the emperor of the Noxus Empire, but you can also single-handedly push Brown and his legion to the point where they beg me to take action. Throughout the millennium, you are the only one with this qualification."

Lester was stunned. It is said that high-end hunters often appear as prey. He dared to believe that he was the prey of others. He was still complacent at the expense of himself and felt that he had taken advantage of Yagnis.

"But we haven't fought yet..."

"I was afraid that you would lose, so I stopped fighting so that I wouldn't have to find other collaborators. Or are you dissatisfied with me? Do you have to fight to make a decision?"

Lowering his gaze, Lester really couldn't find a reason to refuse.

"..."

After a conversation, Lester's momentum weakened unknowingly. Yagnis pushed Lester down, held down the man's shoulders and became the superior one, her red amber eyes flashing like blazing flames. .

Lester smacked his lips, this wasn't flirting, it was simply pushing! The perspective is still that of the victim! But why is there an inexplicable and exciting feeling?

The condescending Yagnis sat firmly on the fishing platform, stretched out her right hand to Lester, and looked at the forward-looking Yagnis in front of her with high spirits,

"Lester! Let us unite and become each other's most reliable comrades! Become stronger together!"

Taking a deep breath, Lester held Yagnis's hand tightly, but instead of agreeing to him as Yagnis imagined, he pulled it to his side hard, and their positions were reversed.

"Yagnis, I don't want you to break your own principles for me... Well, how about we decide the outcome in another way?

If I lose, I will do whatever you want. If I win, you must respect me and treat me as your only follower and husband. Of course, I will also be your most reliable comrade-in-arms. "

After taking a deep look at Lester, Yagnis nodded.

"I accept your challenge."

…

The coffin lid was opened again, and Brown Darkwill opened his eyes in a daze. His gaze was fixed on Vladimir's slightly blushing face. He always felt that he was getting violent. Brown rubbed his eyes vigorously and tried again. Taking a closer look, sure enough, this time Vladimir's face returned to its usual coldness, no, even colder than before.

"Snapped!"

When Brown was relieved, a big slap hit Brown's face, which made Brown's head buzz.

"If you haven't woken up yet, just keep sleeping."

"Lord Vladimir...I...I woke up..."

Brown trembled, saying that he was really afraid that Vladimirba would be locked in this coffin forever. The feeling of being restrained both physically and mentally at the same time was really terrible.

"Lester is indeed very powerful. He almost defeated me, but he is not my opponent yet. I have consumed most of his energy. It will be impossible for him to catch up in a while."

Picking up Brown's collar, Vladimir threw Brown to the ground like an eyesore.

Although it was a bit humiliating to be treated like this, Brown didn't complain at all. Instead, he was greatly relieved.

"As expected of Lord Vladimir..."

"Hmph, we alone can't deal with Leicester and the Noxus Empire. We must use more power from the star realm to withdraw our troops. Soon Freljord will usher in Noxus. The Noxus Empire’s counterattack, the extraordinary combat power of the Noxus Empire is not just Lester’s alone, even if there are a few more, even I will not be a match.”

Not daring to say anything more, Brown quickly left the secret room on the top floor of the palace and walked around the bloody palace for more than ten minutes. Brown was stunned to find that only he and more than 300 alienated blood animals were left in the huge bloody palace. Slaves, not to mention the bloody female slaves he killed with his own hands, his palace was filled with the remains of beautiful human women, obviously killed by Vladimir.

That was the perfect beauty that he had worked so hard to search for in his territory, and she died like this, but he couldn't have any complaints.

"Damn it! Damn it! I shouldn't have messed with that pervert Lester! I will never leave Nuer City again! Whoever wants to beat Lester can do it!"

It was as if he had returned to the pre-liberation period and had to move the palace by himself. Brown cursed and came to the deck. Fortunately, there were three scarlet gargoyles left, just enough to allow the scarlet palace to move bumpily in the air. To the southeast, the scarlet gargoyle finally dragged the trembling blood-colored palace slowly moving.

The loss this time has exceeded what Brown can bear. At this moment, Brown doesn't even want to reorganize the scattered troops. The only thing he wants to do is to leave Freljord and return to Nuer City. Under the protection of the stars.

On the other side, Lester, who was the final winner of the brutal bloody battle, retracted his wings and landed on the ground with trembling legs, holding the imperial spear in his hand a little unsteadily.

Ryze looked at Lester, who had sunken cheeks, black eyes, and a pale face, and raised his eyebrows.

"Looks like you're in some trouble?"

"Little, little trouble..."

Lester smiled confidently, but his body was not convincing. He sat tremblingly on the ground, feeling both excited and annoyed.

"Hugh, just take a rest...how are you doing here?"

Seeing that Lester was unwilling to say more, Ritz didn't ask.

"They were all rescued, but unfortunately we arrived a little too late. The great witch Roxani of the Frostguard clan died in the battle. I was just going to ask you if you want to collect the remains and give them to Lissandra... "

"The great witch Roxani, Roxani..."

Lester frowned, and images from the past suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the cold and quiet Magic Garden of Frostguard Fortress, a cute little witch blankly took an ice kite from him and sat next to him expectantly to listen to his story.

That little witch seems to be named Roxani.

Immediately afterwards, Lester figured out why Roxani didn't come to him when he was in Frostguard Fortress.

The man stood up from the ground, his voice suddenly became hoarse and low, and the previous joy was gone.

Lissandra never told her that it was Roxani who was directing this war. This was the Frost Witch's punishment for Roxani's unwillingness to 'complicit'.

"Ritz, take me to see... Roxani..."

Without the blessing of the Great Witch's frost power, most of the Great Ice Wall has melted, but the Ice Tower in the western section still maintains the unique pride and coolness of the ice.

Landing on the Ice Tower, Lester could almost imagine Roxani facing a powerful enemy alone. Angelina and the gargoyles came from behind. They were probably performing a beheading battle before.

For him, vampires and gargoyles are not strong enemies, but for Roxani, who has not yet entered the transcendent realm, I am afraid that Roxani was prepared to die from the very beginning of the battle, otherwise Lissandra's outstanding vision, the great witch of the Frostguard clan will never be killed easily, and there will always be a way to escape.

That tall wall of icicles reaching the sky is the reason why Roxani stayed here.

Leicester's slightly blurred vision finally fell on a human-shaped ice sculpture. The witch was kneeling on the ground, holding an extremely strange ice-blue flower in her hand. The witch lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly, as if she was whispering. Smell the fragrance of the petals.

His heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife. Lester staggered and turned his head to look at Ryze pleadingly.

"Riz, give me some time, please?"

After taking a deep look at Lester, Ryze nodded without saying anything, turned around and jumped off the Ice Tower.

Taking off his magic steel armor, he inserted the emperor's spear upside down into the solid ice at his feet. Lester, wearing only a thin long coat, walked up to the ice sculpture and laid his hands on the witch's blood-stained silver gown through the ice. Send it.

Cold and numb.

Opening his mouth, Lester didn't know what to say, so the man opened his arms and hugged the ice sculpture, looking at the witch and the ice kite with gentle eyes.

After a long time, the man finally found what he wanted to say.

"I'll accompany you and enjoy the flowers together."

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