League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 589

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The gloomy night fog lingers in the sky, and the dancing snowflakes are scattered.

Modrian wandered on the fortress wall, looking up at the cold moonlight, the crimson life energy rising, blocking the wet clothes from snowflakes.

"Bottomless Abyss!"

Sophia's accidental attack on the wilderness plain seemed like the beginning, pulling out some of the forces that secretly spied on Valoran, but there were always some doubts buried in his heart.

The moonlight was light, and a dim shadow suddenly appeared.

Behind Modrian's robbery, the drooping scarlet eyes showed a subtle desire to kill: "There is news from Timo, there is a dispute in the Koker jungle, and the kingdom of Besilik wants to set off a war frenzy again."

After pondering for a while, he continued: "If not surprisingly, the Kirkl jungle tonight will be very noisy... and bloody."

"Bethlic Kingdom, Lizardman Temple."

Modrian quietly stopped, looked sideways to the west, and slowly stretched out his right hand to catch the falling crystal snowflakes. The temperature of the palm of his hand must melt the snowflakes, and the cold water stains infiltrated the knuckles.

"Sure enough, you are behind the abyss invasion in the territory, and the timing of the war chosen this time is just right."

He stared at the evaporating water stains on his palms, his eyes were cold: "So, no matter whether the attack on the wilderness plains succeeds or not, the war between Valoran and the kingdom of Besilik will be an inevitable result."

"Um...maybe more than that."

"Since the Kingdom of Besilik has already started, then the dark abyss and the abyss of abomination hidden in the dark will definitely be ready to move, waiting for the next action of the territory."

Looking at the clean palm of his hand, Modrian waved gently, as if throwing away rubbish: "A long-planned plan?"

His consciousness sank into the League of Legends system. He opened the exquisite system panel, and prompt messages were frequently flashing in the corner. At a glance, it was all about the combat information of the Coker Jungle.

A long time ago, Swain and him had guessed that the Kingdom of Besilik could not have been so silent after its tragic defeat in the Great Plains of Shatar.

The savage lizardmen and jackals are especially vengeful.

Even the northern hegemon of Kaladimos, the Alan Faro Empire, they would not be afraid, let alone the newly risen Valoran collar.

In addition, Swain made the most affirmative speculations and judgments based on the social nature of the Besilik kingdom.

The former Noxian Empire encountered many similar facts during the expansion and conquest of Valoran.

God grants kingship.

In the kingdom of Besilik, the will of the lizardman **** Samuanya can completely represent the will of the kingdom, and no one can deny it.

Samuel, the lizard-men god, suffered heavy losses in the war in the Great Plains of Shatar. Not only did he lose a large number of legendary followers, he lost a stable source of faith, and even the two gods under his command were also lost in the war. Two avatars of gods containing divinity.

Even Samuel's descended clone and the projection of the blood **** kingdom fell and shattered on the main material plane.

"The Kingdom of Blood!"

Modrian's eyes flashed, and two very profound wars of the Kingdom of God appeared in his mind.

The fierce battle with the plague-abominable God Grilas at the Gate of Sorrow was the first time he came into contact with the majestic kingdom of gods that existed in myths.

The plague kingdom controlled by Grilas, carrying the radiant power of heaven, descended on the main material plane with the opportunity of being embedded in the realm of shadows.

It involved changes in the plane and the world, and left him an extremely deep impression.

But compared to the lizard-men **** Samuel, the sky is almost covered, like a real-world blood kingdom, and the so-called plague **** kingdom is like a child's building blocks.

This is not only the difference in strength between the **** of plague Grilas and the **** of lizardman Samuel, but also the difference between the **** of order and the evil **** of the abyss.

The Abyssal Cthulhu relies on the emotions of intelligent life to enhance his own strength. There are few believers. Most of them put all their strength into themselves. The kingdom of God is more like a decorative foil.

The gods of order use the power of believers' beliefs to converge to produce divine power, ignite the divine fire, and lift up the kingdom of God to the heaven.

The Kingdom of God is their top priority.

In layman's terms, divine power is the specific existence and manifestation of divine power, so the kingdom of God is the core of divine power.

It can continuously convert countless powers of faith into divine power, and can be stored in the kingdom of God for the use of the gods.

For example, the projection of the Kingdom of Blood, which was once reflected in the Great Plains of Sha'tar, was the lizardman **** Samuanya using the power of the gods to invest in the main material plane.

In the end, the projection of the blood **** kingdom shattered, causing Samuel to lose hundreds of years of faith accumulation, plus the loss of the clone, becoming a deeply buried seed of war.

"What did Dreyus say?"

Putting away his thoughts, Modrian asked in a flat tone, and his handsome face couldn't see any emotions.

The Noxian Legion is stationed at the Fortress of Nuu, in order to prevent the progress of the kingdom of Besilik from the east.

"Kled and Urgot led some of the Noxian cavalry to aid the Blackwood Province~www.mtlnovel.com~Syn and Katerina are on their way back to the Nuu Fortress." Jie replied in a low voice.

Shadow Stream had entered a state of alert when the abyss invaded, and most of the members were scattered inside and outside the territory, collecting and summarizing intelligence from various places.

"In addition, Delevingne learned of the news from the front line and applied to lead the liquidators of the arena to the Corker Jungle."

"This guy..." Modrian chuckled softly, as he deserved to be an executioner and a militant, so unwilling to be lonely, he nodded and nodded: "Agree to his request."

The bitter cold wind howled, drowning the faint moonlight, and death-like silence descended on Lakstark fortress.

"Order to go down, the territory enters a state of war, um... first pass it on internally." Modrian thought about it carefully, and added the following sentence.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the many nobles in the territory, but that the Abyss Invasion hasn't ended yet, and it still appears frequently, constantly harassing the town and business.

Once the news of the sudden war spreads across the territory, the economy that has finally recovered a little bit may be hit again, and even cause an economic collapse.

This is not speculation.

The disaster caused by the invasion of the abyss far exceeds the bottom line of ordinary kingdoms and principalities.

The situation in Valoran Territory is pretty good, and other places in the main material plane have long been purgatory.

The economic collapse is a trivial matter. It is more about the destruction of the city and the corpses everywhere. The remaining people rely on the tall and solid walls to resist the attacks of the abyss monsters with difficulty.

"Yes."

Jie responded, taking a step back, blending into the shadow, and disappearing.

The glittering snow fell in front of him, Modrian glanced at the deep and secluded west for the last time, opened his steps lightly, and left the city wall.

The dispute has come, and it is not enough to rely on the Noxus Legion. He needs to mobilize more power to face the enemy who is watching in the dark.

Chapter end

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