League Of Legends Invades Another World
/ League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 332
In the quiet secret room, dim and yellow lights fell down, and heavy wooden frames collapsed and destroyed everywhere.
The once mottled magical brilliance disappeared, leaving only the bumpy ground cleaned by energy
But Modrian was very satisfied, at least for him now.
On the left are Galen and Xin Zhao, and on the right are Swain and Dreyus. It also represents Noxus and Demacia under his command.
[Blue essence: 1180 points]!
and the belated [New Year's Gift*1]!
Looking at the technological system panel that emerged in the retina, Modrian thought for a while, and decided to reward himself with a ten consecutive draw first, which is regarded as a rich content to celebrate this system update.
[Host, are you sure to randomly draw League of Legends? 】
【Yes! 】
Modrian chose to confirm, and suddenly one after another primitive cards appeared in his consciousness, slowly rotating around his pupils.
When the command was confirmed, a series of system prompts sounded in the ears.
[ding.... Congratulations to the host, get Noxus Cavalry*100! 】
【Ding.....Congratulations to the host for getting Demacia soldiers*100! 】
[ding.... Congratulations to the host, get Noxus Cavalry*100! 】
Very familiar pattern, I haven't seen it for a long time.
Unfortunately, the luck at the beginning seems to be bad, almost all of them are low-priced units.
One by one, the cards were drawn out in his consciousness. Modrian looked at the black and white cards floating in his consciousness with a relaxed expression like an outsider.
After all, the 5,000 points of blue essence have already been used, and I don't care about it now.
【Ding.....Congratulations to the host for getting Demacia soldiers*100! 】
[ding.... Congratulations to the host, get Noxus Cavalry*100! 】
[ding.... Congratulations to the host, for getting the Fearless Vanguard Corps soldier*10! 】
Fearless Vanguard Corps soldier, top class!
Modrian smiled with satisfaction, the unexpected gain, is Galen's luck?
The lottery continues, and will not stop because of his thoughts.
[ding.... Congratulations to the host, get Noxus Cavalry*100! 】
【Ding.....Congratulations to the host for getting Demacia soldiers*100! 】
【Ding.....Congratulations to the host for getting Demacia soldiers*100! 】
【Ding.....Congratulations to the host for obtaining Demacia Dragon Bird Rider*10! 】
唔.....this...it seems bad luck.
Modrian looked at the card spinning in his pupils, and wanted to take back his previous thoughts.
are all arms cards, and only two of them are top arms. Is this affected by Galen's state of the king?
Sure enough, the nature of the system has not changed. I hope this will not be the case in this [New Year Gift Pack*1].
Without hesitation, Modrian decided to complete the lottery in one go, lest he miss it in his heart.
[Host, do you want to open the New Year gift package*1? 】
When his consciousness touched the golden New Year's gift package, Modrian looked flat and determined to choose, but he was silently praying for the favor of the goddess of luck.
【Yes! 】
The golden rune light renders the visual field. The exquisite cards of different colors stay in the objects quietly. The different drawing styles can clearly distinguish the deviation of the attributes.
[ding...Congratulations to the host, get a random equipment card*1! 】
[ding...Congratulations to the host, get a random building card*1! 】
[ding...Congratulations to the host, get a random hero card*1! 】
Ha, good luck.
Modrian looked at the three spinning cards with a touch of surprise.
The purple-gold brilliance flickered, and random building cards appeared on Modrian's fingers, dancing lightly.
[Host, are you sure to use a random building card*1? 】
【Sure! 】
The purple and gold color slowly faded from the surface of the card, as if immersed in the interior, revealing the gray-brown material inside, turning it into a very familiar rock card.
【Ding.... Congratulations to the host, get the building: Noxtalla! 】
After Modrian received the information provided by the system, his white face showed a satisfied smile.
After completing the expansion of the Valoran collar, some areas can only arrange a small number of defenders due to the strength of the troops. Even with the support speed of the Demacia Dragonbird Rider, it will take a certain amount of time.
Of course, these will not be a problem after the system is updated.
Wouldn't it be better if there is [Architecture: Noxola]? This is how the rune magic of the Noxus Empire is used.
In addition to being a portal in itself, it also represents the conquest of the Noxian Empire.
And now, it represents the conquest of Valoran collar.
"continue!"
The pleasure of drawing a lottery is irresistible, especially when you are addicted and have plenty of money.
Modrian can't wait to continue with the card extraction.
Another magenta card is dancing at the fingertips, and the mysterious lines are engraved on the corners of the card's wisps, stimulating obscure energy.
[Host, are you sure to use the random equipment card*1? 】
Equipment card.
Ha, Modrian suddenly sounded the [Dlaxa's Twilight Blade] that was released from the previous equipment card. It was a very good weapon.
Then what will be the result this time?
【Sure! 】
The dense dark green data stream decomposed the purple lines on the surface of the card, and the brilliance of gold and blue gradually filled the field of vision.
【Ding.....Congratulations to the host for getting the Storm Sword*1! 】
Along with the sound of the system prompt, the purple pattern completely faded from the surface of the card, and a luxurious giant sword appeared in the center of the card.
The pure blue hilt is very conspicuous, the golden head and front cross guard are glowing mysteriously, and the blade has a sharp aura that is bitingly cold.
"Storm Sword!?" Modrian's brows moved slightly, it seems that this time is really related to Galen's fate?
【Storm Sword】
[Origin:? ? ? ? 】
【Item rarity: high-level magic items】
[Material:? ? ? ? 】
[Weight: 40 kg]
[Rune attribute: +40 attack power]
[Note: This is the weapon of Galen, the power of Demacia, and was awarded to Galen by Jarvan III in the Hall of Valor in front of the palace.
Galen took this sword to guard the territory of Demacia year after year. 】
Click!
The golden and blue cards are slowly shattered at the fingertips, and pieces of trivial pieces are scattered in the void, as if a brush depicts a mysterious and mysterious hexagram array.
The brilliance dissipated, and the real storm sword appeared in front of him. Compared to the cards, this giant sword looks much more primitive, with its broad blade glowing with cold light, and the dried blood stains in the blood tank show its former honor.
The golden sword head and the front cross guard wrap the blue sword hilt, with a restrained and gorgeous color.
"Galen, this is your weapon!" Modrian pointed to the storm sword and whispered to the power of Demacia beside him.
"thanks!"
Very unexpectedly, Galen said a kind word, and then stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword suspended in the air, a touch of white gold radiance soaking the storm sword.
Looking down at the familiar giant sword in his hand, Galen's expression moved slightly, and he glanced at Dreyus not far away from the corner of his eyes, and then stood quietly.
Now, only [Random Hero Card*1] is left!
"Huh...Some expectations!" Modrian breathed a sigh of relief. The gains from this system update were very good, at least far beyond his expectations.
The fate of fate, even if it is relative, is a rare help for the current Valoran collar.
also indicates that the heroes under his command have an alternative way to improve.
What does state mean?
Is the skin system of a previous life, or does it have other meanings?
All this requires him to explore step by step, and then discover the truth.
Modrian suddenly liked this feeling.
The unknown always keeps him curious and keeps his anticipation for the future.
[Host, are you sure to use a random hero card*1? 】
【Sure! 】
In an instant, the purple card annihilated at the fingertips.
Immediately, the purple brilliance filled Modrian's pupils, slowly forming a strange deep purple card.
Strange, this style.
Then there was a faintly pleasant voice echoing gently in the ear!
[Balance, exists among all things! ]
The sun set, and the extremely red twilight glow spread from the plain, staining the white clouds with blood, the hills with red and blood, and the Fortress of Fosberro in red.
In the quiet atmosphere, the breeze blows gently, accompanied by the whimper of the jackdaw, blowing the starting point of dust and blowing peculiar smells.
The fortress wall, the watchtower that was once brightly lit, has long lost sight of the scenery.
Under the half-destroyed walls, there are buried dry corpses and broken armor. On the top of the independent watchtower stands a red flag flying high.
The most striking thing is that there are two fragmented heads hanging on it, and the flesh and blood has already been swallowed by the jackdaw.
"Why? Why? Why treat us like this!"
In the corner of the city wall, a young man in torn clothes looked at the head of the banner and muttered to himself.
Endless sorrow lingered on the ashes-like face, without a trace of anger, as if abandoned by the world, only the hatred in the depths of his eyes supported him.
"Master Krabbs, we should leave here, or wait for the patrolling Lizardmen soldiers to find our peeping." An old man who also wears a gray muddy shirt said silently beside him.
The old man looked at the red flag that was flying high. It was a flag soaked in the blood of all the defenders of the Fortress of Forsbail.
And the two shattered heads belonged to: Earl Nikita and Administrator Opal.
These two heroes have resisted the Lizardmen invasion until their deaths!
The young man called Klapes stood up and left in silence. He was the only surviving descendant of Count Nikita and his youngest child.
Fosbero Fortress, this one year ago was the most important fortress on the northwestern defense line of the Blackwood Province, and now it has become a place of dead silence.
In the streets of collapsed houses, broken and dried corpses can be seen everywhere; the wide streets are full of the corpses of civilians lying neatly on the ground, which are left after the massacre.
There are even some bare corpses exposed in the dusk, badly damaged, extremely distorted faces telling the pain of life.
The whole fortress is full of stench, making the air very unpleasant.
But there are still many surviving humans here. They play hide-and-seek games with the small-scale lizardmen stationed here.
If the results are good, but if they fail, the exposed bodies are the best proof.
Yes, after the fortress of Fosbairro was destroyed, the Kockel tribe of the Besilik Kingdom had only guarded for two months before they left, leaving small-scale lizardmen and jackal soldiers garrisoned here.
Most of the failures of hide and seek games are caused by jackal soldiers because of their keen sense of smell.
Gulu! Guru!
As Klabos moved forward, some rubble fell, frightening the two of them at the moment, and then the two of them looked at each other and continued to move forward cautiously.
Until a ruined building with broken walls, Krabbs and the old butler sneaked into it, disappeared in the basement chamber of the Naku family, and then saw many surviving elite soldiers and ordinary civilians.
Everyone here has the color of death, relying on mechanical movements to survive, fulfilling the instincts of the body, and the mentality of fear of death.
However, after they met Klaps, they would salute respectfully. They knew that they could survive by relying on the young master of the Nakur family and the food stored by the Nakur family.
basement secret room, the innermost simple room.
Krabbs took off his damaged clothes and cleaned his face, revealing a tender but strong face. The exposed upper body had some pink scars, which were obtained from the battle with the Jackal soldiers.
He is an extraordinary knight, the youngest knight of the Naku family. He has also grown a lot in this year, and he also understands some simple truths.
No matter how strong a person is, he can't help the people who are heartbroken.
Maybe a legend is possible, but he knows his limits and it is almost impossible to step into the road of legend.
"Uncle Marshall, do you think we still have hope?" Krabbs stopped and said abruptly.
The gray-haired old man was taken aback for a moment, and then his wrinkled face tried his best to show a gentle and friendly smile: "Believe in yourself, Master Klapes."
"You will surely reproduce the glory of the Naku family!"
"But I don't believe in myself anymore!" Krabbs turned around and looked at the old man in front of him, his face a little pale.
After seeing the heads of his dearest father and uncle today, he suddenly had a glimmer of understanding in his heart.
recalled the trip to Limon Tanlu, which was hard to obtain a month ago, and completely made him understand a lot of things he didn't understand.
"What happened to us in Limuntanlu?"
"This sad country has abandoned the Naku family, hundreds of thousands of people, and the Blackwood Province."
"Haha, even thousands of Lizardmen and Jackal soldiers dare not provoke them!"
"It's really a group of dirty nobles, I hate them, I hate this country, I hate everything in this world!"
Marshall was silent for a while, with a hint of helplessness in his turbid eyes, looking at the hysterical Klapes in front of him, he didn't know how to comfort him.
Maybe even he himself didn't know that the hot heart and blood had already become cold and stiff!
"They should be here, those **** scum and beasts!" Krabbs drew a dagger from his waist and slowly walked towards the gray-haired old man, the beloved uncle.
"Who are they?" Marshall replied unconsciously, and then he seemed to think of something.
With wide and muddy eyes, he looked at Klapes, who had become so strange in front of him, and opened his mouth lightly, but didn't know what to say.
"Those jackal soldiers and lizardmen soldiers!"
"Today is my day to pay homage to my father, and it is also the day to destroy our indifferent world!" Krabbs said coldly.
"I leave some smell on the way home, the smell of human blood!"
"But what should those people do outside?" Marshall swallowed and said dryly. He thought of the hundreds of humans living outside.
"Ha, why do those who have long lost the meaning of life continue to live?"
"Relief, isn't it the best destination?"
"Listen, the sound of killing outside is so beautiful and intoxicating!"
I don't know when, crazy killings, harsh begging for mercy, and some liberating fights sounded in the underground secret room of the Naku family.
The sharp dagger pierced into Marshall's heart. Klapes' face was full of distortions, and hatred was dense in his eyes.
"Let's sink into the darkness together, Uncle Marshall!"
"Cough...cough cough..." Marshall did not dodge, he could easily dodge attacks with his strength, but he did not.
Looking at Krabbs in front of him, a gentle color appeared in his muddy eyes, the child he had brought up since childhood.
Maybe, it's really a relief!
Consciousness dissipated, Marshall did not resist, letting Krabbs take away his last life.
No matter what he would do with his body, it was all for the Naku family, as if he had left the battlefield where he should have died and escaped with Krabbs.
it's finally over!
ticking! Tick! Tick!
The overflowing blood gradually stained the entire room red, connecting it with the outside environment with a strange pattern on the ground.
No one can escape the secret room!
Oh, the only way to survive is in this simple room.
Krabbs didn't even think about leaving. He gently laid down Marshall's body and placed it in the center of the room.
Then he knelt down, using a dagger to dig out the heart of the great knight.
The vivid breath formed a certain connection with the killing outside, and a faint black mist suddenly appeared in the room and gradually diffused.
"I, Krabesnaku, with the blood of the Naku family, with the heart of the great knight, sacrifice to the dark, believe in the dark, and willing to do everything for the dark."
Krabbs clasped the dagger in his hand~www.mtlnovel.com~ His dark eyes stared at the surging black mist.
The sound of approaching footsteps beat his heart, and the smell of rust filled his nostrils.
He knew that it was the final time.
The dagger stained with Marshall's blood pierced his heart, and then Krabbs gritted his teeth and squeezed the blood of the heart with his left hand, touching the faint mist.
Suddenly, the mist in the room was filled with majestic and invisible and strange energy, causing Klapes' body and soul to groan overwhelmingly at this moment.
"Darkness will come to the world eventually!"
"The plague will destroy everything!"
Then, it's over, a sad life! Krabbs thought unconsciously...
Chapter end
|
Report
|
|
Donate
Oh o, this user has not set a donation button.
|
