League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 13

　　 Time goes by without stopping, the crescent moon hanging in the night becomes more and more dimmed, and the dawn of dawn is looming.

　　 "Is this the power of the wizard? It's really amazing!"

　　 Even though the inner crisis has not dissipated, Modrian still has to admire the efficiency of the war mason's work, leveraging the mysterious power of nature.

Over the night, the abandoned dilapidated guard posts of the kingdom reappeared, and the earth-rammed city walls became even harder after magical treatment. The towering guard towers stood like giants, and the snow and wind accumulated inside had been processed. Looking around, it looked slightly clean. tidy.

　　 "Master Modrian, the outpost can only be repaired to such a point, and the rest needs the help of the workers." The leading war mason came to Modrian and bowed and said.

　　 Kran Fergus, the captain of the war mason, a sturdy body wrapped in gray mail, with a thick iron staff in his hand, with slight energy fluctuations.

　　 "Thank you, Klan!" Modrian nodded and said. "Approximately how many people can settle in the restored sentry?"

　　 "Master Modrian, according to preliminary estimates, about 300 people can be settled." Crane replied after a calculation based on what he knew about the sentry.

　　 "But I explored the surrounding environment. It is a very good favorable terrain. If Mr. Modrian needs more space, we can expand it."

　　 "So it seems that my choice is not bad!" Modrian shrugged and smiled. "Dreyus, do you have any suggestions for the name of the sentry post?"

　　 The voice fell, and Crane also raised his head to look at Dreus at the same time. Although they were summoned, they all had memories that belonged to them. Obviously, for them, Dreus' existence had an extraordinary influence.

　　 If the war masons are unconditionally loyal to Modrian from the depths of their souls, then to Dreyus, they are full of admiration and awe. This is feedback from the depths of memory.

　　 "Follow the opinion of Lord Modrian." Dreyus said with a slight lowered head, rejecting Modrian's request.

　　 "Well, this is called Fort Divau. I hope that in the future it will become an unbreakable fortress." Modrian said with a smile, and there was an inexplicable light in his brown pupils.

　　 dig Fort Worth!

　　 Delius thought of the name in a daze. Not only him, but Crane and the three other war masons looked at the sentry in front of them with a look of remembrance. It was a memory of the Noxian Empire.

　　 The cold night was shrouded, Modrian, who wanted to enter Fort Divau, stopped suddenly, his heart throbbed, and it seemed that a danger was imminent.

　　 Following intuition, Modrian wandered to the cliff on the mountainside. Through the faint moonlight, several figures could haunt the foot of the mountain, as if looking for something.

　　 "Have you found it? What a persevering spirit!" Modrian half-squinted his eyes and thought silently, looked back at Fort Divau, and finally made up his mind.

　　 A dark green data stream emerged in his pupils, Modrian called out the League of Legends system, and the number of blue essences was clearly displayed during the shift of consciousness.

　　[Name: Modrian Perris]

　　 [Strength: Quasi-Knight (Scarlet Breathing Method)]

　　 [Blue essence: 105 points]

　　[Orange essence: 0 points]

　　【Item: None】

　　Before entering the town of Irvingdale, Modrian broke down the magic item that Uncle Benny gave away. After this, the number of blue essences was enough for a random draw, and now, the timing is just right.

　　 [Host, are you sure to conduct a random selection of League of Legends? 】

　　 When the consciousness touched the blue essence, the cold reminder of the system sounded in his ears, and Modrian did not hesitate to confirm his choice.

【Yes! 】

　　 is still the style of the simple system, without any weird and gorgeous phenomenon, a simple card densely covered with black figures appears among the objects.

　　【Ding.....Congratulations to the host for getting the Noxus Empire Cavalry*100! 】

　　 A look of disappointment and surprise appeared on Modrian's face. He didn't expect that random selection would not necessarily draw heroes, but random selection of related units in the League of Legends universe, and there were even more unknowns.

　　 Modrian raised his head and looked at Clan Fergus in front of him. He should have thought of this a long time ago, but the desire for heroes in his heart occupied the thinking space.

　　 The cold breeze was blowing on his melancholy face, Modrian looked at the several figures gathered at the foot of the mountain, with a little regret in his heart, and missed a taste of the hero.

　　 "Noxian Empire Cavalry? I hope I won't be too disappointed, the ace cavalry in Valoran."

　　 [Call: Noxus Empire Cavalry*100! 】

　　The black cards shattered into dark green data streams, drawing a huge six-pointed star array among the broad mountainside, and the complicated and mysterious runes shone in scarlet color.

　　 The brilliance of dawn is like flowing water, quietly pouring on the six-pointed star array, contrasting with the scarlet color, as if shrouded in a thin gray mist, covering the increasingly transparent night.

　　 crunch!

　　 The six-pointed star array dissipated like ashes in the wind, and the heavy iron gates of Fort Divu opened slowly. Accompanied by the dull sound of horses hoofs, a neat and orderly cavalry team galloped out of Fort Divu.

　　 The neigh of the scarlet war horse sounded from time to time, the dark armor draped over the body, and under the half-face was indifferent and ruthless eyes. The black lance in his hand pointed diagonally to the ground, a little bit of cold light reflected.

　　 The eager hooves sounded like thunder, and a man rushed out of the phalanx of the Noxian Empire cavalry. At a distance of ten meters from Modrian, he dismounted and walked firmly.

　　 "Gregory Bell, see Lord Modrian!" Gregory took off his helmet, revealing a determined and heavy young face, and said on his knees.

[The Noxian Cavalry is a battle-tested military force in the Noxian Empire. They are wearing jet black armor and holding sharp lances. They are loyal to the empire and leaders. They have been serving Nok all their lives. The SARS Empire opened up its territory. 】

　　 [Gregory Bell, the Centurion of the Cavalry of the Noxian Empire, is a brave and combative low-level officer. 】

　　 After receiving the detailed information from the system, Modrian stepped forward to help Gregory and said with a smile: "Welcome to you, Gregory."

　　 "It is my honor to be loyal to you!" Gregory lowered his head and said respectfully.

　　 Very interesting phenomenon, it seems that every Noxian treats his loyal leader in this way. com this somewhat broke the impression of the Noxian Empire inherent in Modrian's memory.

　　 Cruel? No, that's just for the enemy, loyalty is one of the essential qualities of Noxian soldiers.

　　 Modrian glanced at Dreyus, four war masons, and the Noxian Empire cavalry lined up behind him, then turned his head to look at Fort Divau under the light of dawn.

　　 Destiny is in my hands, and the opportunity for change is imminent. I will let everyone face my existence, instead of looking at me in the eyes of mediocre people.

　　 The faint moonlight is getting dimmed, and there are rows of horseshoe marks on the pale snow. The war horse in chain armor is slowly walking on the Runwall Mountains, the figure on the back is like a dry stone.

　　 Chi Li Li!

　　 The horse's neigh sounded, and Malz Wells's right hand gently pulled on the reins, and stroked the mane with his hand to calm down the restless horse.

　　 At this time, a blue figure fell straight down from the sky, then shook his wings, brought a slight cold wind, and stayed firmly on Malz's shoulder.

　　 "Did you find it?" Maltz wiped the blood from the jackdaw's beak and asked softly.

　　 The jackdaw touched his small and exquisite head like a human, and the dry and unpleasant whimper echoed in Maltz's ear.

　　 Not paying attention to the jackdaw's coquetry, Maltz raised his head to look at the light of dawn in the night, his legs suddenly clamped the horse's belly, the dark blue cloak rose with the wind, and shuttled in the dim night.

　　 "Go, this action, don't leave a living!"

　　 As Maltz left in the lead, the wolf thief who followed followed shouted with excitement like wild beasts, tearing up the tranquil night, and a brutal, bloodthirsty aura enveloped the wolf thief who traversed the northern part of the kingdom.

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