League of Legends Invades Another World

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When the golden brilliance of Oren's Hammer stirred the white light that filled the sky, Darius in the plain camp trembled slightly. . ∷, .2∞3.o≠

Crunch!

Ripples spread in the dark eyes, Darius held the arm of the black cutter and moved slowly, and the harsh and violent friction echoed in the air.

Click!

The red and white picture shattered like glass, and the black cutter released a sharp cold light that shattered the increasingly unstable white light.

Immediately, Darius dragged the black cutter and ran on the blood-red plain. Every step of trampling would have a red and white brilliance, leaving a cracked gray dirt pit until the city wall of Lanvasul Castle.

Then, he leaped high, clasping the black cutter tightly with both hands, and the scarlet life energy spurted and surged, like a lonely giant wolf, roaring silently at the golden scale of victory.

【Noxus Guillotine】!

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In the mid-air of the ruins of the watchtower, the only remaining magic scroll burned out, and the golden scale of victory released the last pure white brilliance, and even extracted the power of the embodied white scale.

This is the self-reaction mechanism of divine art, and it must ensure that the effect of divine art can continue, even if it extracts all the power that can be mobilized.

However, the caster has been extracted all the power, and without the provision of an additional source, all this is unsustainable, and eventually leads to the natural collapse of the sky scale.

The overflowing magical power turned into a pure white energy storm. When it was venting, a tall and burly figure held a black battle axe high and slashed down.

The pure white sky seemed to be torn apart by the red openings, reflecting the picture of blood and bones, but the white light continued, rushing to wash the red openings, the black cutters, and Darius. 《, .2 3.o⊥

A scale, a figure, a tomahawk.

It was as if the eternal picture was engraved in the sky and reflected in everyone's pupils.

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Inside a splendid nebula somewhere, a vast space shaped like a sphere of light made up of suspended pure white glow.

It is like a recyclable independent space, huge, pure white and sacred, shining a special white divine light on the surface of the light sphere.

It is very similar to the divine brilliance of Lanvasul Castle.

Looking faintly, the densely packed mountain peaks, meandering rivers, dense forest wilderness, and some towering cities built inside seemed to be another world, but there was no dispute or conflict in it, it was peaceful and quiet.

This is the kingdom of the God of Justice, the source of faith that connects many different planes.

In the kingdom of God, on the top of the highest mountain, there is a pure white brilliance shining like the sun, and in the brilliance is a pure white temple carved with a large number of small gods.

"Huh? Someone uses my magic?" A calm and steady voice sounded in the Pure White Temple, containing a trace of doubt.

"No prayers to praise? No promises to pass? It was used by pagans...I think about it, it was the lost golden scale of victory that the temple reported."

"It's very interesting, I didn't expect someone to sacrifice their lifespan and soul to activate the magic on the main plane, um... I'll go and see... eh? The magic has dissipated?" Pure White The light trembled inexplicably, and then fell silent.

"Who made the move?"

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The Iron Thorn Mountains, a small mountain range extending from the Renwall Mountains, is also the most complex terrain near Lanwasur Castle.

In the dense forest, worms and snakes are densely covered, a team wearing dark green armor is advancing rapidly, and at the forefront is a big knight with a strong breath.

"Uncle Tamara, have we walked far enough?" A slightly weak voice sounded in the array, which seemed to be unsupportable.

"Master Bol, hold on for a while, we will soon reach the next rest point." Tamara, the great knight, said with a heavy expression.

However, while answering the question, he turned his head slightly to look east, which was the direction of Lanvasul Castle, and they were the refugees who had left early from the Geoffrey family.

As for the young master Boer he called, he was the second young master of the Jeffrey family, and he was the most outstanding heir today.

Actually speaking, this young master Bol has something to do with Modrian. If he hadn't killed Angela in the Aarons Hill Hills, the first heir to the talented Jeffrey family, perhaps the current Ball was still studying in Limontanlu and was not officially recalled to the Jeffreys.

"Alert!" Tamara said suddenly, waving to the iron thorn soldiers behind him to be careful around.

In this escort tour, he will be responsible for taking Master Bol to the Eranfallo Empire, where he awaits the call of the Geoffrey family.

Extra thought, maybe, but that was after arriving safely in the Aranfaloh Empire. Now, he felt something was wrong with his surroundings.

During the hurried journey, they saw that the biggest feature of the Iron Thorn Mountains is the green snakes and venomous insects that fill it, and the sound echoes every moment, unlike the situation they are facing now, which is so quiet.

"Very good alertness

,Pity! "

A hoarse and irritable voice came out of the forest ahead, and then a burly and fat young man opened the leaves and walked out, alone.

The orange-red hair was scattered on the back, and the smooth top of the head seemed to be tattooed with some kind of magic pattern, which had a strange and eccentric feeling. A special metal buckle bound his messy beard, and it swayed constantly with the movements of the barrel Gragas.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Tamara asked in a deep voice, but when that gaze came over, he felt a terrifying and suffocating feeling coming over him.

"Me? I'm the one who came to harvest your life!" Gragas's body looks like a fat feeling, but sometimes the muscles that rise up give a strong sense of strength.

Hearing this, Tamara's face was gloomy, and he thought of something, and immediately said sharply: "Damn, it's the guy from Valoran, come together and kill him!"

Following Tamara's order, the Jeffrey family's refugee team erupted with a cold slaughter atmosphere. Why they are here is because of the war brought by Valoran.

The sharp knives were unsheathed, flashing with icy cold light, everyone kept the formation and charged forward, while Tamara quickly retreated, pulled Bol and several cronies, and wanted to leave from the other side, he smelled the mortal danger.

"Happy Hour, start!"

"Hiccup..." Wine Barrel Gragas picked up the wine barrel in his right hand and took a sip, the rich aroma of wine filling the forest.

"Not a single one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly smashed the array in front of him, followed Tamara's footsteps, and twisted the necks of several iron thorn soldiers with his moving left hand. The crisp voice was somewhat pleasant.

After Gragas left, a few shadows distorted and emerged. The reason why they could find this team that quietly left was the ability of the Shadow Streamers to chase and kill.

The dense forest is full of emerald green, with a touch of blood red like a rose blooming, bright and beautiful.

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