League of Legends Invades Another World

Irvingdale City.

The crimson sunset glow ignited most of the sky like a flaming flame, and the cold wind of autumn blew through the clouds, making the fireworks more and more.

The black buildings in the neighboring city were covered with rays of light, and the clamor of loud voices gradually fell silent.

Boom!

The iron gate of the arena opened, and a surging crowd rushed out, mixed with countless curses and excitement.

It's a frenzy of victors and losers.

On the street at dusk, a convoy was parked not far away, and members of the mission of the Ai Lan Faluo Empire were looking at the dark buildings decorated with magic lights not far away, witnessing the dispersal of the crowd, witnessing the arena that had fallen into silence again, and the expressions Quite curious.

Until the small door on the left side of the arena opened, a Noxian soldier in crimson armor walked out from the inside and quickly formed a welcome formation.

Only then did the mission members put away all their thoughts and were full of anticipation, because tonight's good show officially debuted.

Wheels! Wheels!

The convoy moved forward slowly towards the arena.

Modrian still places the dinner party inside the arena. Compared with the luxurious and hypocritical aristocratic banquet, he prefers a relatively independent and free communication atmosphere, and can cover up any accidents just right.

In the arena, the crowd dispersed.

A faint smell of blood permeated the air, setting off the depressing atmosphere.

The magical lights on both sides of the wall illuminate the road leading to the depths. A Noxian soldier guards the left and right, and his indifferent eyes are watching the mission of the Alan Faluo Empire.

However, for members of the mission who have long been used to seeing many scenes, these small scenes can be completely ignored and will not feel any discomfort.

Instead, they surveyed the interior architecture with interest.

"Tsk tsk, the arena? Prison? Why do I feel more like a military fortress?" A member of the mission said aloud, causing a wave of good-natured laughter.

This was indeed the case. Since they entered the building, the corridors they saw were narrow and claustrophobic, which could accommodate up to five people. Occasionally, they could see the eaves and the wall stacks of high-rise buildings, with a cold light flashing behind them.

Walking forward, the magic lights are getting brighter and brighter.

The relaxed smiles of the members of the mission gradually disappeared, and a dignified touch climbed onto their faces, and ripples appeared in the calm eyes, telling the surging thoughts.

The guards who guard the lord's safety are all extraordinary, uh... It is foreseeable that the Valoran Territory has eroded the former Stoke Kingdom after all.

Great knight? Hmm.... the lord of the god of slaughtering the lizardmen who defeated the kingdom of Bethlik, has a great knight guard, and the members of the mission remain indifferent.

Knight Commander?

Looking at the metal gate, there are four soldiers in heavy armor.

The members of the mission could no longer remain calm, and their eyes fell on the soldiers involuntarily. There were three notches on the chest of the dark heavy armor, and the outer cover was a dark red cloak - this is definitely not an ordinary guard.

Even in the embassy, ​​most of them are only knight commanders, or professionals comparable to knight commanders.

It is their outstanding strength that allows them to take on the important task of this mission to Valoran Territory.

Now.............

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

The harsh metal friction sounded, and the metal door slammed open.

The members of the embassy of the Ailan Faluo Empire looked at each other in silence, what were they looking forward to? Proud look? They all disappeared without a trace at this moment, and they walked slowly and entered the palace.

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Inside the vast and silent palace.

Bright magic lights shone, and candles like crimson crystals burned on the candlesticks around, and a faint elk incense filled the air.

Looking into the distance, the dark and tall columns are covered with rough patterns. Before and after each column, there are soldiers of the Trifali Legion standing quietly, with dark red cloaks draped over their backs.

Finally, the members of the mission looked at the huge iron throne, and a handsome young man in a black dress was sitting firmly on it.

Modrian Perris!

Lord of Valoran, the crown of a legendary legend.

After the fall of Samuanya, the god of the lizardmen, the Valoran leader attracted the attention of many temples, especially as the lord, the secret behind Modrian Peris was jealous.

However, in just a few years, a weak noble, a territory under development, became a force comparable to the kingdom of God on earth.

The hall of the palace is very wide, and everyone walks along the steps, and the atmosphere of silence permeates the ranks.

In addition, the surrounding Trifali Legionnaires were oppressed slightly, so that every member of the mission should restrain all emotions and maintain due respect and etiquette.

instantly.

The steel throne is in front, and the tall figures standing on the left and right sides show their appearance under the light.

Jericho Swain, the chief counselor of Valoran.

His information appeared in the intelligence along with Modrian, and was also recognized by the members of the mission. This was a terrifying powerhouse who could not figure out his specific strength.

Panson!

Only one name appeared in the information, and there was no other information, and the only information was only about his strength.

A 'mortal' who can go head-to-head with Samuanya, the god of the lizardmen!

Because in the traditional cognition of the Kalademos continent, only gods are the opponents of gods.

Down the steps, Bertram Richard looked at the three who were talking in low voices

, looks slightly hesitant, but as the head of the mission of the Ai Lan Faluo Empire, what he represents behind his heart is very clear.

Just as he was about to step forward, under a glance from Modrian, his thoughts were chaotic and his body stagnated.

"Damn..." Before Bertram could react, an inexplicable fear suddenly appeared from the depths of his soul, instantly grabbing most of his attention, and the azure-blue divine power set off a shocking wave.

Although he has shown dissatisfaction, anger, ignorance, arrogance and other emotions along the way, it does not mean that he is a fool.

Whether it is the identity of the priest of the Ice and Snow Temple, or his own legendary power, it is enough to prove his extraordinaryness.

The reason for the above behavior is because he has a secret mission.

Valoran Territory is an 'Earth Divine Kingdom'. In the absence of the main material plane, it is definitely a forbidden place for legends. Even a weak god will not rush into Valoran Territory.

The god of the lizardmen, Samuanya, is the best foreshadowing.

He is a legendary priest, how dare he offend Valoran like this? And it's so obvious on the road.

The azure power was boiling, and Bertram tried to suppress the power of fear that pervaded the depths of his soul, but no matter how hard he tried, the fear came from the inside out, and his body froze and trembled.

"Modrian, how dare he... No, he would never dare to kill a temple priest in front of other people."

Bertram forcibly calmed down, but the fear in his heart, like a resurrected devil, murmured in his ears, persuading him to indulge in fear and enjoy the joy of indulgence.

"No, I am a believer of the Goddess of Ice and Snow Storm..."

"But fear and death are right in front of me. Once I make a rude move, there is no reason for Valoran to let this opportunity go..."

"It's a game, I'm just a pawn..."

"I am a believer of the Goddess of Ice Storm..."

"Fear... I'll face it... I... sink!"