The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

"You want to learn Demacia?" Darkwill was almost dying, but it didn't prevent him from showing sarcasm.

Only Demacia speaks of unity.

Noxus is prosperous today because of its courage to embrace all rivers.

Although the interior is like a mass of loose sand, as long as the Immortal Fortress gives them a lucrative goal, everyone will fight for it, even at the expense of their lives.

Demacia is on the contrary, they emphasize unity, and the army implements the spirit of chivalry such as loyalty and nobility.

This allows them to often gain an advantage in team battles. If it is a battle of 100 people, Noxus wins Demacia. But if it rises to 10,000 people, the situation will reverse.

It's just a pity that the total number of Demacia is only one tenth of that of Noxus, and it will only happen that Noxus wins by quantity.

Swain clearly knew the difference between the two, and his indifferent eyes swept over Darkwill:

"The empire will maintain its current appearance, and human beings have unlimited possibilities. If the might of one person can change the world, then what kind of power will burst out of ten, hundreds, and thousands of such people?

"Resources are fully opened. As long as you contribute to the empire, you can get the resources for promotion. Even if the empire doesn't have it now, we will plunder it for him."

"Sounds really selfless." Darkwill sneered.

He used to think so, but he really took that position.

People will eventually become.

Since he stands the highest, why should he give good things to others?

"It's over, Darkwill. Take a good look in the underworld, and remember to monitor me all the time and see how I develop the empire."

Click!

After a crisp sound, Darkwill was silent.

Immediately afterwards, a scarlet flame ignited in Swain's palm, burning the corpse in his hand to the ground.

Since the judgment began, Darkwill has never shown any timidity. Although his physique and strength have become weak, it can be regarded as a death of glory.

"Oh, it's so miserable. However, I admire people who have kind of it."

Klie looked listless. This was not the verdict he wanted to see. With less blood and less passion, it was like two old people chatting.

LeBlanc glanced at the calm Ryan and bowed his head slightly to Swain:

"Black Rose is willing to obey the will of the Empire."

Swain didn't care about LeBlanc's reaction, and after looking at Ryan again, he walked to the throne step by step with a dull expression.

He turned around, facing the hall with only three people standing below, and like a Noxian facing the immortal fortress outside, he said loudly:

"The Empire will usher in a new chapter."

"From today, the Trifali Council will replace the emperor and handle all affairs of the empire. Anyone with talent can become a council member. The three strongest among them will act as Trifali's council president and two vice presidents, exercising the will of the empire. !"

While he was speaking, a huge water mirror hung high below Meredith Castle, playing the judgment and Swain's announcement.

Swain's sonorous and powerful voice, through the water mirror and his own power, reached the ears of every Noxian.

This time, not only the Trifali soldiers, but also Draven, including all ordinary people, gave a Noxian military salute in the direction of the council hall. Express their recognition and tribute to the strong.

In the hall, Swain's scarlet left arm stretched forward, and the power of red and black demons spurted out. On the side, Ryan and LeBlanc also moved. The water and the fire swept out at the same time, and finally the three forces converged in the center of the hall.

Under the influence of magic, in the originally empty and cold hall, a round table and three seats for the president of the parliament were formed in an instant.

As the round table spreads out, there are ordinary empty seats.

"Ryan Meredith. Representing knowledge and magic, he is the president of Trifalli Council, who is in charge of all mages in the empire!" Swain said emotionlessly.

The red and black demonic power shot out from his fingertips, and on the high seat near the original throne, a picture of an opened book was engraved.

The pattern reveals mystery and restraint, unpretentious but full of mysterious power.

Ryan, who was wearing a pure white robe, walked out of the shadows, walked calmly to the chair of the council and sat down.

After that, another force shot out from Swain's hand.

"Hand of Noxus, Darius. A symbol of the Empire's might, one of the Vice-Presidents. In charge of the Trefary Legion, the most elite future chapter of the Empire."

On the main seat of the parliament on the left is inscribed the logo of an axe.

But that spot is currently vacant, waiting for his master to arrive.

After Swain did this, he did not assign the last position, but turned his attention to LeBlanc.

LeBlanc's eyes flickered under the hood, making it hard to fathom.

After a long while, her figure was shattered like a mirror in place~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When she reappeared, she was sitting gracefully in the seat of an ordinary member of parliament behind the vacant vice-chairman seat.

"I like having someone monitor my actions, it makes me more careful every step of the way."

Swain stepped down the steps without any change in his expression, as if he was stating a trivial matter.

At the same time, as he walked down the steps of the throne, a red light shot on the last seat of the Vice-President, forming a pattern of a scarlet six-eyed crow.

"I, Jericho Swain, once served as the supreme commander of the Eastern Front, and now I am in charge of the power of the devil, one of the vice presidents of parliament, and in charge of the government affairs of the empire. I will give all my heart and soul to the empire, without the slightest selfishness. With me My family, my name, the demon within me swear!"

His words made everyone feel solemn. Taking an oath on your family or even your name means it is almost impossible to betray.

Not to mention swearing by demons, the Noxians know their horrors, but they don't resist them, and they don't even have any fear of them.

To master the power of demons, that will immediately be able to ascend Noxus, just like Swain.

After Swain finished speaking, he took his place. He said solemnly to the few people present and the Noxians in the entire immortal fortress:

"The new empire is being reshaped today. Let the whole Runeterra witness the power of Noxus!"

At the moment when his voice fell, a sign appeared on the round table in the parliament hall, the new imperial emblem.

A battle axe has a pair of crow's scarlet eyes on the left and right blades, and the open magic book is the base color of the national emblem.

Glory to force, insight with strategy, and knowledge to guide the empire forward.