League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Different from the turbulent Bollet Lali, it seemed as if she was in another world. Under the protection of the secret guards and the Bollet militia, a luxurious and expensive private banquet was being held at Zanger Manor. held in the main meeting hall,

The entire hall covers an area of ​​more than 300 square meters. There are more than a dozen different delicacies listed on the four long tables. The fine meat products and fresh fruits and vegetables are cooked by the chef and exude a mouth-watering aroma. The fragrance, wine, black thorn mead and other expensive liquors are freely available,

Several beautiful female musicians who graduated from the Bard Academy were wearing looming white gauze skirts with slits and strumming the strings of the lute. During the invitation, the flutist put down the flute in his hand seductively and followed the distinguished guests who were eager to further explore music theory. A little tune is played at the base of the wall,

From time to time, there were a few untimely savage hums in the brisk tune. The reputable figures in Pollettrali either laughed it off as usual, or pulled over the docile attendants with a gentle smile and symbolically found a secret place to unite. one,

In such top-notch private banquets, both restraint and indulgence are allowed. There is no need to consider propriety, justice and shame, and no one is stupid enough to laugh at the ugliness of the power they possess.

As the real controllers of Polletlali, they are qualified to enjoy all the services created by the banquet host, not to mention that such qualifications have already paid a sufficient price in the dark. Being invited to such a banquet is just an exchange of interests. It's just an add-on. The wealth left by the former city lord has been divided up. All that's left is to enjoy life to the fullest.

Except for the invited guests, the outstanding waiters who shuttle in the banquet hall are all carefully selected handsome men and beauties. The waiters who can appear in the banquet hall need not only excellent appearance and posture, but also cultural connotation and In addition to the basic requirements, serving the powerful also requires precise personality correction and physical skills learning, so that the waiter can willingly give everything he has and maintain absolute obedience to the superior.

On the main seat, a man who has just entered the forty-five-year-old age elegantly and noblely tastes red wine in a tall silver cup. The ten fingers of his hands are covered with gemstones, agate and diamond rings that symbolize top wealth. The man opens his arms. The beautiful maid brings the golden and crispy roasted swan meat to your mouth. As soon as you close your teeth, the meat is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The sauce instantly bursts out.

While the host of the banquet was enjoying the service of the beauty, a young man with a big belly and disheveled clothes came to the main seat with a glass of red wine in both hands. His eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, showing a naive and smooth look.

"Lord Zange, when the storm is over, you will be the one to make the final decision about Polletlali. I will only follow your lead.

I drank this glass of wine. I congratulate you on reaching a higher level. You should support me more in the future. "

After Borot drank the wine in one gulp, Zange responded with a small sip and said with a smile.

"Any talk of supporting or not supporting is an indispensable part of Poletrali. It should be said that 'together we build a better homeland'. Poletrali is second only to Kashuli and Zhiyunnia. Big city, only if we work together can we make the Flower City long-term and stable."

Poirot laughed loudly, took a glass of wine from the passing maid's tray, and drank it in one gulp.

"My lord has really spoken to my heart. I am stupid and can't speak. I will punish myself with a drink."

"Haha, the future life is scary."

After Poirot retreated, an old man with gray hair on his temples and a strong body like a strong man came forward with his arms around the maid.

"Sir, Congressman, now that the overall situation has been decided, should we quell the riots in the city as soon as possible? Every day the city is closed, you and I lose our face."

"Yes, Master Zange, it is not an option to store the goods in the warehouse. Why don't you let go first?"

"What kind of outlaws have turned the whole city into chaos?"

Being mentioned about some things that were beyond his control, Representative Zange's smile faded slightly and he sighed softly, seemingly helpless.

"I feel ashamed to say that the culprits who caused the recent turmoil in the city have not been brought to justice. The crazy terrorists not only caused harm to the people, but also had the audacity to attack the guards of Pollet and the armed guards of the Conclave, and openly resisted the law and arrested them. ,

Now that things have developed, if the criminals are not brought to justice, how can we explain to the people of Poletrali? "

"So, even the military guards of the Secret Academy can't do anything to deal with the prisoners?"

The noble lady sat with her legs crossed on the back of the handsome young man. The young man's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all blocked by special restraint devices, and he lay quietly on the ground with his waist hunched over like a bench.

Zange nodded solemnly.

"Originally, the military guards had captured the traces of the prisoner and were ready to take him down in one fell swoop. Unfortunately, the people from Thalia Monastery protected the criminal and let him go. The prisoner is dangerous and cunning. He is good at disguise and concealment, so it is very difficult to hunt him down."

"For daring to stand against the people, those untouchables in the monastery deserve to die!"

"How much does the military guard know about the prisoner?"

Shaking his head calmly, Zange said thoughtfully.

"Currently, the military guards have no intention of releasing the prisoner's information, so as not to leak the information and allow the prisoner to prepare in advance..."

While everyone was talking, a male Paulet guard with half of his cheek severely corroded broke into the banquet hall very rudely. Under the surprised eyes of the big man, the guard actually came directly to Zange.

The guards around Zange drew their long knives and pointed them at the Paulet guard, but did not let the guard get close to the target they were guarding. The guard could only stop under the steps.

"Sir... the situation is urgent. A monster came to the manor! Many people died!"

Half of the guard's face showed a troubled look. With one sentence, the peaceful atmosphere in the banquet hall was affected. Tension and uneasiness appeared on the faces of the guests. Many smart people had already started to wear pants.

Considering that some things were really inappropriate for too many people to know, Zange waved his hand and motioned for the guards to come closer.

There was a guard in the middle, and the guard's deliberately lowered voice still reached the ears of others.

"Sir, there is a monster that is attacking the manor. Ordinary people are probably no match for that monster. The monster is coming towards us. An arrow grazed half of my face, and my face looked like this. Okay It hurts."

After hearing what he said, Zange showed a rare expression of gaffes, stood up on his own initiative and moved away from the guards.

Forget about plotting, after all, Wuwei is also a human being, and he will inevitably lose his life if he is hit in a vital point. But in a head-on confrontation, he can't figure out what kind of monster is that even Wuwei is no match for, and he wants to kill a Boler. Special guards came to report the news.

"The terrorist who blew up Thalia's convent and hotel?"

The guard shook his head with fear on his face and his body was trembling.

Zange frowned and looked at the purple-green scars on the man's face that were like volcanic craters. He had never seen the diseased corpses in the lower city with his own eyes, but he also knew from his subordinates what they looked like after being infected by the disease. Half of the guard's face His face was no different from those of gang members who died of corruption, but he didn't know why the guard in front of him was still alive and talking to him.

"No, it's that monster that spreads corruption and poison in the Lower City. He holds a terrifying bow and arrow. No one is his opponent. Our people were killed as soon as they showed up. Not even a body was left. If it hadn't been for that The poisonous arrow missed me, I'm afraid I'm already dead."

Taking a deep breath, it was not an easy decision for Zange to give up everything in front of him and run away.

"Are you sure that monster came for me?"

"For safety's sake, sir, you'd better evacuate from the secret passage."

"Who asked you to come? Why haven't I seen you?"

"This is the token given to me by Lord Maxine. He asked me to give you a ride. Sir, please take a look."

"Maxine?"

Under Zange's inspection, the man seemed to muster up the courage, took out a round object from his pocket, threw it over, and lay down on the spot.

After just one glance at the thing flying towards him, Zange's soul suddenly appeared and his mind went blank.

"Leopold help me!"

"grown ups!"

"boom!"

The curse-energy high-explosive grenade produced by the Kashuli Arsenal exploded in the air. The upper body of Senator Zange disappeared. The knife-wielding guard named Leopold stood in front of the Congressman and was directly dismembered by the impact. The corpses were broken into pieces.

The banquet hall suddenly became chaotic. Guard Paulert threw three more grenades and then sent away a group of lucky spectators. Under the threat of death, the surviving guests fled in the same direction.

Guard Paulette stood behind him unhurriedly, with a relaxed and carefree look on his face.

At the same time, in the front yard of Zange Manor, Varus was mercilessly shooting the secret guards and the Polet militia with the bow of corruption. After three rounds of attacks, the secret guards and the Polet militia lost their fighting spirit. After fleeing in all directions, Varus did not pursue him, but walked into the mansion stepping on the corpses on the ground.

A female military guard walked out of the shadows with her breasts held in her arms. It was none other than Zolani, who had seized her body and became a military guard of the Secret Academy.

"As you said, his target is Councilor Zange of the Zhiyun Council. Now that Councilor Zange has been successfully killed by him, he is now moving towards the underground secret passage of the manor. Aren't you going to chase him?"

"He won't live much longer."

Seeing that Varus, who had been chasing the enemy for so long, sat down on the chair in front of the door, Zolani looked confused.

"I want to ask, why did you help him kill Representative Zange? Didn't you say you wanted to wash away the shame with your own hands?"

After a moment of silence, Varus said slowly.

"When you were pretending to be a military guard of the Secret Academy to trace the whereabouts of that human being, a man came to me."

"Who found you?"

"Lester, Emperor of the Noxian Empire."

Zolani was stunned, not happy, but more wary.

"You met the Emperor of the Noxus Empire? Didn't you control him? With him, we can save our compatriots imprisoned by the Empire."

"Of course I know how important he is, but it's a pity that I lost."

"Are you not his opponent?"

Varus glanced at Zolani.

"You can't even imagine how powerful he is. He has a special way to deal with us. I have no power to fight back in front of him."

Zolani took two steps back and tightened the soul-stealing bone saw in her hand.

"You failed, but he didn't kill you?"

Varus nodded and Zolani was surprised.

"Varus, we have killed many Noxians and dismantled the intelligence network established by the Noxians in Zyvonia, and he just let you go?"

"Of course it's not without a price. In exchange for surviving, I agreed to serve the empire."

"So, you betrayed me?"

While Zolani was preparing to fight, Varus put down the Corruption Bow in his hand.

"I told him a lot of things, and he told me a lot of things. The situation of Aatrox, Raast and Nayafeli is actually not bad... In my opinion, at least it is better than Being a darkin has to be meaningful. Before, we served the Shurima Empire, but now we have just changed to the Noxus Empire."

"I don't understand...are you crazy?"

"You don't understand, Lord Yagnis is also Lester's collaborator."

"Are you talking about Blood Dragon General Yagnis? Are you kidding me? Isn't Yagnis already dead a long time ago? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

When she heard Yagnis' name, Zolani's heart skipped a beat and her voice trembled.

Yagnis was the elder who raised her and was both a teacher and a mother. Yagnis took her all the way to fight and allowed her to obtain the qualifications to perform the Ascension Ceremony. Without Yagnis, she would not have any future at all.

Varus' words were decisive.

"Not only did Lady Yagnis survive, she also chose to be the emperor of the Noxus Empire.

Zolani, this is why I chose the Empire. After waking up from the Temple of Pallas, I have been thinking about the next path. I have not found the answer, so I can only live in confusion, relying on hunting. Maintain the body of the darkspawn,

However, the emperor of the empire defeated me but did not kill me. Instead, he gave me a second path, the second path that Lord Yagnis was also taking. "

Standing up, Varus grasped the Bow of Corruption again, with a sincere expression.

"This time, our enemy is still the dark descendant. Zolani, are you coming?"

…

The heads of the gargoyle, flying dragon, white tiger and lizard were opened to the right in turn, and the painting occupying the entire wall slid to the right, revealing a quiet and deep underground secret passage.

For Jhin, he does not need to figure out where the end of the secret passage is. He only needs to determine two points. The first point is that these precious people of Pollet Lali want to live. The life and death of things are in his hands, and there is no trick to be played.

Following the group of people, they arrived at the end of the secret passage. Amidst the rumbling sounds, the heavy stone walls of the secret passage slowly sank. As they left the secret passage and walked toward the light, a familiar fishy smell came to them. Jin looked at it in shock. The underground prison in front of you.

A man sat in front of the torture chair with his back to him, playing with the blackened torture instrument in his hand.

"What is this place? Isn't this the secret passage out of Zanger Manor?"

"This is the death row of Zange Manor. In order to satisfy some people's pleasure, Councilor Zange spent a lot of money to build this place."

"Who are you?"

"A passionate artist." (End of chapter)