League of Legends Invades Another World

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The cloud shadow opened, the bright moon hung, and a faint cold mist surged over the simple stone camp.

Modrian stood on the city wall, the cold night wind was blowing, and he woke up in the room in the middle of the night, faintly feeling the subtle energy fluctuations from a distance.

"Blackwood Province? It's robbery?...No...no...it's flame...blood...and the power of other attributes!?"

Doubts spread in their hearts, but they were at a loss as to what to do. Except for the shadow streamers who stayed in the territory, everyone else had gone out with the robbery to find out the news of the plague in the direction of the Blackwood Province.

"There are legendary powerhouses fighting!" Darius, who was beside him, said aloud, his cold face revealed a dignified expression. From far away to Valoran Territory, subtle energy fluctuations could still be caused, indicating the strength of both sides. Very strong, it should be a legendary spellcaster, he recalled those born magicians in Valoran continent, the same destructive power is amazing.

Hearing this, Modrian frowned slightly, legendary powerhouse? But why is there such a strong battle in the direction of Heimu Province? He looked up at the dark night, and a sky blue blue bird was flying in the moonlight. Obviously, Her Majesty Janna also felt the sudden energy fluctuations. .

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The unusually fast pace sounded behind him. Modrian looked back, and the figure of Singed emerged from the stairs of the city wall, like a heavy metal tank running on the smooth road. Behind it was a small yordle. Go, it's not who Timo is that little guy.

"Lord Lord, I succeeded!" Singed said with a silly smile, the emerald green potion clenched in his hand rippled, and faint elemental fluctuations permeated.

"Plague? Ha, in my Singed's eyes, it's nothing at all, but I'm going to be the greatest scientist!"

Modrian's eyes fell on Teemo, and after seeing the yordle nodded slightly, a smile appeared on his white face. This should be the best news I heard recently.

"Well done, Singed, what's the name of the potion?"

A 'cold' smile appeared on his numb face, and Singed saluted and said, "It is my honor to serve you, although I like to attach my name to my medicine."

"But this is a meticulously crafted gift from me to the lord, and it's best for you to name it!"

Modrian did not reject Singed's kindness, and took the emerald green potion in his hand, but did not want the system in the retina to flicker gently.

【Potion (unnamed)】

[Item rarity: low-level magic items]

[Materials: Leaf of Life, Plague Flesh, Mutation Potion]

【Weight: 0.1 kg】

[Unique Active: After taking it, it can cure severe plague infection, and continue to obtain the effect of life recovery for 12 seconds. 】

[Remarks: This is a potion carefully developed by the alchemist Singed. It is difficult to imagine that the mad scientist even used himself to experiment in a very short period of time and successfully produced a potion of 'life' with good effect. 】

With a slight movement in his eyes, Modrian looked up at the naive Singed in front of him, and said with a smile, "It's called Singed's No. 1 potion. I hope you can make more suitable potions in the future."

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, successfully naming Singed No. 1 Potion! 】

The cold system prompt sounded in his ears, and Modrian was a little surprised. Does this mean that it has been confirmed by the system and can be effective against the plague? Unfortunately, there is no real reward.

"Hey, I will!" Singed scratched his smooth head and said, swaying slightly, and the huge glass medicine bottle on his back rippling.

Modrian walked forward, and when he passed Singed, he said softly, "Don't use your body for experiments next time. Even if you have the crown of Ivern, you may not be able to restore your body perfectly."

Looking at the dilapidated camp in the silent night, Modrian looked much more relaxed. The arrival of Singed has relieved him of the plague, and at least he can see the hope of a complete solution to the plague.

"Can the potion be mass-produced? Are the materials needed to be used rare and precious?"

Hearing Modrian's question, Xin Jied restrained his simple and honest expression, returned to the character of an alchemist, and said in a leisurely tone: "The materials needed for the potion are not cherished, and the Leaf of Life uses the crown of Ivern to grow the seeds. It is enough to come out of the jungle, plague flesh is very common, mutagenesis potion is very simple, if a perfect laboratory is established, mass production can be achieved.”

"In addition, because each person's body is different, this medicine can only solve the problems of most people, and it may be difficult for the body of some people to respond occasionally. I need to make another one according to the situation after taking the medicine. medicine."

"Don't worry about the small part, I need to make Singed No. 1 potion as much as possible." Modrian looked into the distance, and his heart was a little anxious for no reason, as if something was about to happen.

"Following your will, I need the help of war masons. Although they are half-baked magicians, they can do some easy jobs." Singed nodded slightly, and then made a request. During this period of experimentation, he knew that there was a serious shortage of legal professionals in Valoran, and it was estimated that he would need to be busy himself.

"Okay, I will let Crane cooperate with you. As for the laboratory, I am going to re-establish a laboratory in the Fort Nevor area that can meet your requirements as much as possible." Modrian agreed, and Singed is the most famous in the city of Zaun. One of the renowned alchemists, worth the upfront investment.

"Thank you Lord Lord!" Xin

Jied bowed and said, and then he took out a strange-looking mechanical device from the interlayer under the glass medicine bottle behind him.

"This is another small gift I prepared for you--[Plague Breathing Device], wear it, you can move freely in the plague area."

Modrian looked at the cumbersome and rough plague exhalation device in Singed's hand, which was very biased towards the steampunk style of the previous life. It could be seen that the upper part of the device could cover the face, and the bottom was a metal box, which seemed to be carrying The breathing apparatus, but it does not seem to be airtight, there are several places for ventilation.

"Is it filtering out the plague gas? Or neutralizing the plague gas?" Modrian thought for a while, then took the plague exhalation device and tried to wear it. It was not as uncomfortable as he imagined, but it was still very comfortable overall. .

"Very good... eh?... This is..." Modrian looked at Singed approvingly. He wanted to praise a few words, but he didn't want to perceive a strange wave from afar. Fall into a rundown camp not far away.

"That direction... is the province of Heimu. Sure enough, what happened there.... But why didn't Jie come back with the news? Did he encounter an enemy?" Ultimately nothing.

After taking a deep breath, Modrian quietly watched the dilapidated camp with his extraordinary eyes. Since the strange fluctuations fell into the camp, something must happen.

But in a short while, he clearly saw the strange change happening in front of him. From the calm of the night to the bloody riot, it changed in a very short period of time.

Painful howls broke the dim starlight, the smell of rust-like blood drifted to the simple camp, and there were countless figures crowded with madness.

It was very similar to the riot caused by that night, but it was different. It was a spontaneous riot that was completely irrational, and even close relatives were not spared.

"Out of control plague? Damn, what the hell happened?"

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