League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 499

Blackwood Province, the Noxian Legion array under the snow.

"Legendary Lizardman?" Modrian looked at Kled and Delevingne in front of him with a look of surprise.

Listen to the situation reported by Kled, and combine the information collected by Gregory and Worthman on reconnaissance missions.

"We seem to have overlooked something?"

"Perhaps the Lizardmen Legion gathered in Moriji Province before did not find us at all, but out of vigilance, the Koker tribe was arranged to guard us."

"Then for some unknown reason, the pterodactyl knight team was sent into the Blackwood Province, but they encountered Quinn and Demacia Dragonbird Knights, and the entire army was wiped out."

"Then what is the reason why the lizard people pay so much attention to the movements of Valoran collar, or are there other factors?"

Modrian was thoughtful, but when he saw Delevingne who was still in front of him, he smiled lightly: "Don't worry, we will immediately enter the Moriju Province, and at least complete some of the plans we made before."

The fact has already happened, it is useless to blame Deleving excessively, and from Deleving's description, there is a faint glimpse of the terrifying power of the Besilik Kingdom and the Lizardman Temple.

The lizardmen are no less elite than the soldiers of the Cifali Legion, with super-strong legion mobility, and legendary lizardmen that can be dispatched at any time.

Judging from the description alone, it is impossible for the Noxian Legion to approach the Fortress of Nuu quietly. Instead of discovering it early, preparing it early, don't get into the unknown to know the terrible lizardman temple.

"We must start to march quickly, otherwise the situation on the Nuwu Fortress side will deteriorate extremely." Delaeus glanced at Deleving lightly, stood up from his side, and said in a deep voice.

Modrian frowned slightly, looked at Dreyus, motioned to talk in detail.

"Since we can gain insight into the strength of the Besilik Kingdom and part of the Lizardman Temple, the other party can also know our approximate strength."

"So it is impossible for the lizard people to put themselves in a situation of looking at each other from end to end. Based on this calculation, the fortress of Nuu on the frontline battlefield will inevitably be attacked by the lizard people."

"Once the fortress of Nuu falls, we are afraid that we will encounter many difficulties after entering the forest." Dreyus explained the current situation clearly and clearly, and his expression was unusually calm. It seemed that the difficulties he was talking about did not affect him at all.

"I suggest that before the fall of Fort Nuu, intervene in the lizardmen's winter plundering war."

"Or..." Delius turned his head to look at Pan Sen and Xin Zhao, his intention was self-evident, and he sent many heroes under his command to plow the caves with the momentum of thunder to defeat the many powerful people in the Lizardman Temple.

This is the most compelling choice.

Because they don't know the specific power of the lizard man temple.

Most importantly, according to Kerlie's description, the legendary lizardman who intercepted Delevingne carried a breath of divine power.

Therefore, in the winter skimming war launched by the lizardmen, the **** of lizardmen may secretly guide them.

"Go ahead and rush to the fortress of Nuwu!" Modrian said solemnly.

What Valoran did not want was the Stoker Kingdom that had been plundered by the lizardmen. It was not in line with the interests they sought. It was far more difficult to re-establish order than to destroy it.

"Yes!" Dreyus nodded and said, then turned his head to look at Delevingne and Kled, and motioned for them to follow him and rush to the front army array.

Although the mission failed, but fortunately, Delevingne and Tamara have discovered some possible routes, which will save some time.

Frost and fog permeated his vision, Modrian looked at the Noxian Legion moving forward in silence, his heart was calm, and the atmosphere of war was enveloped, but he had not affected many soldiers at all. He had reason to believe that the final victory would belong to the Valoran collar.

"Jie, what's the matter?" Modrian looked at the twisted shadow on his side. As early as when he was talking to Dreyus, Jie arrived quietly.

"There is news from Catalina, destroying the main members of the Baker family, and throwing the southern part of the kingdom into chaos." The robbery stepped out from the shadows, standing with hands tied.

"There are rumors that we have started to punish the many nobles who want to split the Kingdom of Stoke."

"Can you find out who it is?" Modrian pulled on the reins and slowly moved forward on his horse.

"I'm investigating, there are some clues, pointing the finger at the Kingdom of Fadirha." Jie Gong responded with a scarlet color flashing in his eyes. "Do you need to do something to leave them an unforgettable lesson?"

"No, just clean up those betrayers." Modrian shook his head slightly. "It is not appropriate to set up too many enemies now, and give priority to the kingdom of Besilik."

"Yes." Jie's figure suddenly dissipated and merged into the gradually moving shadow.

The royal capital, Limuntanlu.

The crystal snow of winter fell in this silent city, the storm brought by legendary spells had not yet dissipated, dark chaos descended, and the royal guards patrolling everywhere in the streets and alleys.

The prosperity faded, and there were few people on the streets, like waiting before the darkness, waiting for the dawn to come again.

Da da! Da da! Da da!

The crisp sound of horse hooves hit the white ground. In front of the Dal family mansion, Hewlett got off his horse and took off his helmet, revealing a tired face.

The family guard standing at the door greeted us, one took the reins of the war horse, and the other handed a warm towel.

Randomly wiped his face a few times, Hewlett stepped into the mansion. Today, dozens of things, large and small, occurred in the royal capital, and many aristocratic contradictions have made him busy.

"Legend." Hewlett looked towards the northwest area, and the once tall mage tower was long gone. "The Violet Mage Tower...hehe, until now, we didn't realize how important what we lost!"

Shaking his head slightly, Hewlett returned to the study, and as soon as he sat on the mahogany chair, he saw the urgent letter paper on the table.

"This is... news from the southern part of the kingdom?"

In order to distinguish the news from different places, the Dal family will make some marks on the corner of the stamp, and the stamp mark of this urgent letterhead is the family spy from the southern part of the kingdom.

As if thinking of something, Hewlett hurriedly stretched out his right hand to pick up the letterhead, a flash of flame energy disappeared, the stamp melted, and then he took out the letter inside.

"The Baker Family..."

The temple of power in the southeast region.

At the beginning of the Hua Deng, a bright golden glow enveloped this solemn building complex.

Compared with other areas in Limuntanlu, this place is obviously more harmonious and quiet, and there are even many common people gathered outside the temple to pray silently.

Squeak!

The door of the main shrine opened, and a knight in silver-gray armor stepped into the shrine. He saw the old man kneeling in front of the power statue and whispered: "Under the crown of Agnes, there is news from the southern provinces. The main members were raided and almost completely destroyed."

The prayer stopped, Agnes opened her muddy eyes, and the pale golden light flashed: "Who did it?"

"Valoran collar." Pollet's forehead touched the ground, and he replied in a respectful voice.

Agnes looked astonished, and a bitter smile filled the corners of his mouth: "Baron Modrian!" He turned his head to look at the kneeling Pollet, and said calmly: "Dispose of any insiders, the roots of decay, it's time to disappear completely. It's time."

"Yes, under the crown." Pollet prayed a few words in a low voice, and slowly got up, preparing to leave the temple.

"Wait." Agnes called Pollitt aloud, and after hesitating for a while, continued: "Make arrangements, prepare to evacuate the Kingdom of Stoke and return to Fadierha."

"Our mission has failed, and the Kingdom of Stoke is no longer suitable to become a mission area for the Temple of Power."

Pollet heard this ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and turned his head to look at the old man in front of him. Under the old man's firm eyes, he finally lowered his proud head: "Then many royal nobles we have recently accepted... ..."

"Abandon them, Valoran began to show his fangs, we can't rely on white enemies." Agnes looked north, with an inexplicable expression. "In this regard, what the Temple of Wealth has done is worth learning."

"Yes, under the crown!" Pollet bowed to salute and turned to leave the temple.

A quiet atmosphere descended on the main temple. Agnes looked at the solemn idol, and in a daze, he vaguely saw a tall armored figure with majestic eyes standing at the position of the idol in the dim golden glow.

Prayer sounded again, and there was a divine light escaping from the idol, gentle and comfortable, and could soothe all uneasy emotions.

"The believer Agnes listens to the oracle!"

The red archbishop Agnes was prone to the ground, her hands folded against her forehead, her expression focused and pious, she was chanting beautiful praise poems, and a little warm glow came out from the golden red robe.

Chapter end

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