The Master Behind the Scenes Starting from the Twin Cities

At this moment, Darkwill suddenly burst out with the aura of an emperor.

That aura was almost fading, but it was still powerful.

His actions and words were heard by every Noxian through the huge water mirror under the floating castle.

"Even if you are just an ordinary Noxian, you have the right to do this. I will obey your wishes. However, the judgment requires at least three witnesses." Swain said calmly.

The Noxian judgment is an absolutely fair battle, and a fight to the death will be held under three witnesses of sufficient weight.

And with Darkwill and his status, there are not many people who can be witnesses.

He looked at the shadows, as if asking for advice from the people standing there.

"Count me in!"

Ryan's figure hidden in the shadows appeared and said softly.

"Ryan Meredith!"

Darkwill muttered the other party's name, and the other party's appearance here meant a lot of things.

His most elite legion has been destroyed.

"I should be qualified."

A cold female voice suddenly sounded from the throne, and then a black rose bloomed there, and a hooded pale lady appeared in the hall.

"Pale Lady!" Darkwill's face flashed with joy.

Just when he was about to say something, he saw in despair that Leblanc left his side and walked behind Swain.

"The black rose will always be watching you in secret." Leblanc said to Swain.

"The thorns are like a thorn in the throat, but the blooming rose is like a beautiful scenery in the world." Swain said.

Dangerous but inevitable, this is his definition of the black rose.

For thousands of years, the empire has been indistinguishable from the black rose, and anyone can be the rose in the dark.

But it is precisely because of them that the empire has today's prosperity.

He and Ryan once discussed the black rose. Since they are determined to create a great Noxus, an empire that prioritizes strength.

Then why can't they accept a black rose with good strength.

As long as the other party still follows the will of the Empire, then it will be the sharp blade of the Empire.

"We seem to be missing one more person." Swain looked around and said calmly.

With his and Darkwill's identities in the Judgment Battle, the other person must also have a high reputation in the Empire.

"I saw an acquaintance before I came here, I think he can take on the role."

Ryan said, turning his eyes to the door:

"He's here!"

"Ah~ It's so lively here, oh, has anyone seen my lizard?"

At this time, a short man with a bloodthirsty and excited face walked in. He was no more than 1 meter tall, wearing a military cap on his head and a sloppy beard. Judging from his height and appearance, he is a Yodel.

Ryan looked at the visitor with a smile and asked:

"General Krei, the Noxian Judgment is going to be held here. Do you want to be a witness?"

"What? Noxian Judgment, oh my god, I haven't seen such an interesting thing in many years. This must be done by me."

Krei seemed to have forgotten his original purpose. He happily agreed and walked into the hall with small steps, saying as he walked:

"Is it here? It doesn't look formal at all. The ground is too white. It's exciting to stain it with blood."

"General Krei, this is the battlefield, but I think the judgment should be over soon."

Ryan nodded to him and maintained due respect.

Yordle people are not tall and not strong, but each of them is a long-lived species.

Krei is the founding father of the empire. Over the past thousand years, he has participated in countless foreign wars of the empire and is regarded as a symbol of the empire's victory.

The opponent's strength may not be stronger than Darius, but he is a totem-like existence of Noxus.

"Hahaha, the blood is boiling, what are you waiting for, boys, let's get started!" Kled's face was full of excitement.

"Three witnesses are here, Your Majesty Darkwill. Do you have anything else to say?"

Swain spread his black crow wings behind him, took him down the throne, and stood in the center of the hall.

At the end of the other's life, he didn't mind giving him respect as an emperor.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

"Swain, there's nothing to say. The verdict has been made, and we will not stop until we die!"

Darkwill stepped down from the throne step by step, his hand holding the sword was shaking, but he didn't say anything to beg for mercy.

He hadn't touched a sword for decades, but he was the emperor of Noxus, at least he still had the courage to pick up a sword.

"This look is good, I remember that decades ago, you were still a leader who worked hard to govern the country."

Swain glanced at Leblanc indifferently.

It was because of the manipulation of the black rose that Darkwill became worse day by day.

"Everyone will grow old, and they will always have their own selfish desires. Swain, my today is your future."

Darkwill shouted, holding the sword forward, slashing at Swain fiercely.

Swain let the sharp sword hit his iron armor, making a sharp and piercing sound of grinding iron:

"I will always remain rational. If I can feel that I am about to become incompetent, I will kill myself in advance. I can face death at any time as long as the empire can last forever."

Swain didn't care about Darkwill's attack. The emperor who was once able to ride a horse and kill now had difficulty even lifting the sword.

He also lost his interest in fighting with each other. He stretched out his left arm. Except for the shoulder, it was full of scarlet color.

"Do you know why this arm became like this?"

The scarlet palm touched the sword, and the iron sword made white smoke, as if it was burning at high temperature.

Swee flew the long sword with a long sword, and grabbed Dakwell's neck:

"In Aienia, it was cut off in the war. People always see some things after experiencing failure. I used to be like you now. Cowardice and selfish desire will make the empire stagnate. . Empire, requires more strength and ambitious controller. "

"That person shouldn't be you." Dakwell was held with his neck, but showed a mockery smile.

Black roses, Delais, Ryan, which is not better than Savin.

"He doesn't have to be me. The strongest strength should not be the power of one person, but it should be the power of a group of people gathered into a group. The Giant God Peak is never great because of a god. It is because there are many gods on it. This has become the place where everyone is in faith.

Savid raised it because of the opponent's neck, and he looked indifferently:

"The culture of Noxus was tolerant and diverse from the beginning. We accepted the barbarians of Ferlzer, allowing Aorinia's Vastayaria Rui to spread the way of nature, and let the slave of Swelima change. As a free man, accept the good beliefs of Demasia. "

"In the future, the empire will become more powerful and more united, no matter which aspect."