The Master Behind the Scenes Starting from the Twin Cities

"You want to learn from Demacia?" Darkwill was almost dying, but he showed a mocking expression.

Only Demacia values ​​unity.

Noxus has today's prosperity because of its courage to embrace all rivers.

Although it is like a group of scattered sand inside, as long as the Immortal Bastion gives them a profitable goal, everyone will fight for it, even if they sacrifice their lives.

Demacia is just the opposite. They value unity, and the army implements the chivalrous spirit of loyalty and nobility.

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

It's just a pity that the total number of Demacia is only a dozen or so of Noxus, so Noxus will only win by quantity.

Swain knew the difference between the two very well. He glanced at Darkwill with an indifferent look:

"The Empire will remain as it is now, and humans have infinite possibilities. If the power of one person can change the world, then what kind of power will ten, a hundred, or a thousand such people unleash?

"Fully open up resources. As long as you work for the Empire, you can get resources for promotion. Even if the Empire doesn't have it now, we will plunder it for him."

"It sounds really selfless." Darkwill sneered.

He once thought so, but he really thought he was in that position.

People will change after all.

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

"It's over, Darkwill. Watch carefully in the underworld, remember to always monitor me and watch how I carry forward the Empire. "

Crack!

After a crisp sound, Darkwill fell silent.

Then, a scarlet flame ignited on Swain's palm, burning the body in his hand to ashes.

Since the judgment began, Darkwill has never shown any fear. Although his physique and strength have become weak, he can be regarded as dying with honor.

"Oh, so miserable. But I admire people with guts. "

Kled looked listless. This was not the judgment he wanted to see. It lacked passion and enthusiasm, just like two old people chatting.

Leblanc glanced at the calm Ryan and bowed slightly to Swain:

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

Swain didn't care about Leblanc's reaction. After exchanging a glance with Ryan, he walked calmly to the throne.

He turned around and said loudly to the hall where only three people were standing below, or to the Noxians in the Immortal Fortress outside:

"The Empire will usher in a new chapter."

"From today on, the Trifaree Council will handle all matters of the Empire on behalf of the Emperor. Anyone with talent can become a member of the Council. The three strongest among them will serve as the Speaker of the Trifaree Council and two Vice Speakers to exercise the will of the Empire! "

While he was speaking, a huge water mirror was hanging under the Meredith Castle, playing the scene of the judgment and Swain's announcement.

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

This time, not only the Trifarious soldiers, but also Draven and all ordinary people, saluted the Noxian army in the direction of the meeting hall. Expressing their recognition and respect for the strong.

In the hall, Swain's scarlet left arm stretched forward, and the red and black demonic power gushed out. On the side, Ryan and Leblanc also moved, and the water and the netherfire swept out at the same time, and finally the three forces met in the center of the hall.

Under the effect of magic, a round table and three seats for the presidents of the council were formed in the originally empty and cold hall in an instant.

And the round table spread outward, and there were empty ordinary seats.

"Ryan Meredith. Representing knowledge and magic, it is the president of the Trifarious Council, who is in charge of all the mages in the empire! "Swain said without any emotion.

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

The pattern revealed mystery and restraint, plain and unadorned but full of mysterious power.

Ryan, wearing a pure white robe, walked out of the shadows and calmly walked to the seat of the Speaker of the Council and sat down.

Afterwards, another force shot out from Swain's hand.

"Hand of Noxus, Darius. The symbol of the Empire's military power, one of the vice-speakers of the Council. Commanding the Trifarii Legion, the most elite regiment of the Empire in the future. "

The left seat of the parliament was engraved with an axe symbol, and the pitch-black axe was sharp, as if it was going to chop everything into pieces.

But that position is currently vacant, waiting for its master to arrive.

After doing all this, Swain did not assign the last position, but turned his attention to Leblanc.

Leblanc's eyes flickered under the hood, making people puzzled.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

After a long while, her figure shattered like a mirror on the spot.

When she appeared again, she was already behind the empty vice-chairman's seat, sitting elegantly in the ordinary parliament seat.

"I like someone to monitor my behavior, which will make me more cautious every step."

Swain walked down the steps, his expression did not change, as if he was stating a trivial matter.

At the same time, as he walked down the steps of the throne, a red light shone on the last vice-chairman's seat, forming a scarlet six-eyed crow pattern.

"I, Jericho Swain, was once the supreme commander of the Eastern Front. Now I hold the power of demons and serve as one of the vice-chairmen, in charge of the imperial government. I will devote all my energy to the empire without any selfishness. I swear by my family, my name, and the demon in my body!"

His words made everyone solemn. Swearing by one's family or even name means that it is almost impossible to betray.

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

If you can master the power of demons, you will be able to rise to power in Noxus immediately, just like Swain.

After Swain finished speaking, he sat in his seat. He said solemnly to the people present and the Noxians of the Immortal Fortress:

"The new empire is reshaped today. Let the entire Runeland witness the power of Noxus!"

The moment his voice fell, a symbol appeared on the round table in the parliament hall, the new imperial emblem.

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

With force as glory, with strategy to see through everything, and with knowledge to guide the empire forward.