League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 641

The blue sky dome, the clear rainbow is thousands of miles.

The warm and bright sunlight shone through the clouds and spilled down the Lakstark Fortress, but when the brilliant light passed through the dark gray city walls and towers, it reflected a cold breath.

Upon closer inspection, the targets were all heavily armed Noxian Legion soldiers, who stood at the key position of the city wall with due diligence, silently guarding the fortress behind them.

A little effort.

The sky above the fortress suddenly changed color, like a furious urchin, the bright sun disappeared, and the clear sky gradually sank and was replaced by heavy gray and black.

The bone-chilling wind blew over the towering black main fort, and it spind around on the high platform mischievously, causing gusts of turbulence.

At the top of the high platform, Modrian is wearing a light shirt, looking northwest from the distance, like a stone sculpture, standing still.

Looking at his eyes, they were slightly dim and apathetic, and a dark green light appeared faintly. It seemed that something inexplicable was attracting his attention and distracting his thoughts.

In the depths of consciousness, in the League of Legends system, countless dark green data streams swept across the system panel like a waterfall, filling the field of vision, occasionally mixed with a little red and eye-catching information, like blood.

Modrian didn't have time to watch it carefully. Almost every second, new information appeared in the upper left corner of the system panel, intertwined and melted, and flickered.

With the spiritual consciousness of a high-level legend, he forcibly found out that most of this information came from the Fortress of Fosbarro, including the news of the deaths of countless soldiers of the Noxian Legion, and the slaughter system of the Jackal Soldiers and Lizardmen warriors. A reminder message that gives victory points.

What caught his attention most was the scarlet and eye-catching news of Katerina and Urgot slaughtering the legendary lizardmen, repeated four times in a row, like a **** and true fierce fight before his eyes. Come, and tell him clearly...

The battle in the Fortress of Foss Bairro has entered a decisive stage.

"Is the notification from Ashe?"

With a light heart, Modrian came back to his senses and asked aloud, his calm and steady face could not see any emotions, as if he was not worried about Valoran collar's current predicament at all.

The bleak shadows were distorted, and Jie appeared quietly, still keeping his old posture, with his eyelids lowered and standing behind Modrian with his hands tied.

The scarlet color flashed through his pupils, and he softly replied: "It has been notified, according to time calculations, Volibear's crown should almost be on the battlefield of the Fortress of Forsby at this moment."

Indestructible Ray Volibear.

The old **** of Freljord, a great existence that has lived for countless years, is a roar of thunder covering the icy and bitter land, and a thunderstorm that sweeps across the snowy wasteland.

Even in Ionia, the horrors of Volibear have been recorded in the secrets of many ancient sects.

"Thunder's will!"

Jie turned around and stared at the increasingly gloomy weather, as if seeing the Flesh Mill in the Fortress of Forsbyro, his scarlet eyes showed cold and cruel emotions.

Volibear's crown is the incarnation of a thunderstorm, and it also represents barrenness, destruction and destruction, and the supreme power.

The Kingdom of Besilik!

Lizardman Temple!

Samuel, the **** of the lizardmen, and the two gods of the so-called Temple of Blood!

They will definitely taste the taste of Thunder.

"Um?"

Suddenly, a strange aura appeared in the shadow perception that filled the fortress, causing Jie's expression to move slightly, and then he immediately looked sideways to the periphery of the fortress, and the gloomy sky was undergoing strange changes.

"Have you finally decided to do it?"

Modrian turned his gaze lightly, looking at the strange aura that suddenly emerged around the fortress, his frowning brows relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on his white face.

In his heart, he knew very well that the embarrassing situation that Valoran was currently trapped in was caused by the dark conspirators planning in the dark.

Now, their goal has been achieved.

Whether it is the Yellow Sand Plains, the Fortress of Forsbyro, the Renwall Mountains, or the Abyss of Original Sin, the restless and chaotic situation has successfully attracted most of the high-end forces of Valoran, making them weak and unable to return to Lax. Tuck Fortress.

So to the present point, the most anxious period of war.

The dark hiders no longer hide, exposing their sharp, bloodthirsty fangs, wanting to directly destroy the core of Valoran collar-Lakstark Fortress, and even their demands go beyond that.

[Ding...Temporary mission released! 】

[Temporary mission: the conspiracy that emerges, the abyss evil god! 】

[Task time: 30 days]

[Task Reward: Random Hero Card*1]

[Task description: The dark wave swept Valoran collar, and the hidden people behind them revealed their identities. It is time for you to wait for the harvest. 】

The icy system prompt sounded in his mind, and Modrian was thoughtful after listening.

This temporary mission seems to be the same as the previous [temporary mission: darkness is coming, the glory of Valoran! ] Some connections, but it does not prevent him from being able to complete it together.

"I'm very curious, which abyss evil **** has so painstakingly planned the Valoran collar and laid such a huge battle!"

Over Lakstark Fortress.

The sight of the clear sky has long since disappeared, and heavy gray-black clouds cover the clouds, covering the sky and the earth.

The bright and bright spring sun disappeared, and countless dark shadows poured out from unknown places, like a gloomy and deep water tank, buckling the huge and majestic fortress.

Looking into the distance, only the magic lamp hanging around the city wall and the magic crystal stone on the top of the mage tower exude a little yellow light, reflecting the gloomy and quiet environment.

Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!

The sharp cold wind sounded, and the dark gray mist seemed to be a liberated imprisoned beast, rolling and surging crazily, eager to overturn the world.

But in an instant, the sky was completely covered with light, and there was no light in sight.

However, the tumbling mist penetrated into a pale halo, rendering a creepy scene.

Looking carefully, the pale halo is like the huge skeletal wings of a certain creature, spreading out while engulfing the destructive force, trying to destroy the Lakstark Fortress standing in the mountains.

"Jekarag, Lord of the Bone Abyss!"

Modrian's pupils tightened and his tone was extremely solemn.

In the countless heroic deeds and myths and legends circulating in the continent of Kaladimos, the lord of the bone abyss, Jaccarage, often appears as a deep-rooted villain, and his strength is extremely terrifying.

Rumor has it that the Lord of the Bone Abyss, Jecarragher, is a chaotic evil **** active at the bottom of the bottomless abyss, and has a terrifying record of fighting the gods of order.

With its skeletal body resembling a giant dragon, even a **** of medium power is helpless. Coupled with the name of the evil **** called the abyss, it is completely possible to see the terrifying power of Jaccarage.

Definitely the most powerful enemy Valoran has encountered!

Do not......

As soon as the thought came out, Modrian immediately rejected the thoughts in his heart. In the shadow that permeated, it was very likely that other stalwarts of unknown strength were hidden.

Because Jie has disappeared.

As the lord of the shadow stream, he once again held the [Shadow Tears], his affinity and control of the shadows, no one in Valoran's collar could surpass it.

On the top of the sky, pale bones and wings gathered.

The seemingly slow movements are destroying everything along the way in a destructive posture.

The tips of the bony wings rolled up two black storms one after another, attacking the Lakstark Fortress in a state of isolation and helplessness. Read the book

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

The runes engraved on the city wall flashed suddenly, and a sturdy and thick magical protective mask that resembled a circular arc rose up, guarding the surrounding fortress, trying to prevent the black storm from engulfing.

Unfortunately, the storm hit.

The sturdy magic protective mask is like fragile glass, making a harsh and sharp noise, dense cobweb cracks emerge on the surface of the mask, and the spilled magic energy is involved in the black storm, adding a bit of power.

This was originally a defensive method engraved to resist the legendary attack. Facing the offensive of the gods, it has contributed the most, although it seems a little vulnerable.

Roar!

The dragon roared, and the lord of the bone abyss, Jaccarage, fanned his bone wings and looked down at Lakstark Fortress. The deep gloomy eyes were filled with Chi Guoguo's killing intent.

After the black storm defeated the magic protective mask.

Under the command of his mind, he continued to wreak havoc, hacking the solid wall like a sword, cutting off countless broken stones, and scrolling in the sky, creating a scene of extinction of flying sand and rocks.

Click!

In the dark sky, a strand of golden lightning appeared, bright and dazzling, and then penetrated the black storm at an incredible speed, leaving a few strands of pale golden flames inside.

The fire took advantage of the wind to rise against the wind.

In a moment, the pale golden flames showed the potential of starting a prairie fire, quickly burning out the dark mist that supported the storm inside, extinguishing the two monstrous storms.

"Pan Sen, the reincarnated god?!"

The Lord of the Bone Abyss, Jecarragher, stared attentively, ignoring the black storm that slowly extinguished below him, and stared at the mortal figure stepping out of the fortress.

Pan Sen, the slayer of the gods.

The strongest of Valoran, once beheaded Samuel's clone in the Great Plains of Sha'tar.

The most important thing is that in the secret plan, Pan Sen is the most powerful guy with the exposed surface of Valoran, and the most noteworthy guy.

Compared with before, Pan Sen hasn't changed much. He is still the same, with a pale gold closed helmet covering his head, and his shirtless upper body surrounded by a broken blue cloak.

Holding a bleak spear and shield in each hand, the hideous styles are respectively extremely sharp and heavy and solid, and they are the weapons that once belonged to the war protoss.

If there is any unexpected change in Pan Sen, it is that the fatal scars from the left chest to the right abdomen seem to be healing, and the remaining scars are like engraved rune marks, which are eye-catching.

"Being able to die at my feet is a gift from God!"

Pan Sen's expression was calm, his spear and shield intertwined in front of him, his legs bent slightly, and he trampled on the ground heavily.

The next moment!

The solid bluestone is shattered and the dust rises

Pan Sen turned into a golden tracking missile and shot straight towards the sky. The shield in his hand was erected to guard the vital position. The spear pointed at the huge figure of the skeletal dragon, and the sharp blade of cold light reflected in the indifferent pupil.

"What an arrogant fellow!"

Jacquard's eyes were gloomy, and his gray divine power was surging, revealing an evil aura.

[Dragon Whisper·Bone Restlessness]!

The shadows and mist surging, intertwined an abyss of purgatory in front of him. Thousands of white horned dragons flared their teeth and danced their claws, rushing to Pan Sen frantically, and their sharp fangs and sharp wings cut through the barriers of space.

As a Cthulhu with moderate divine power, although Jacarage does not have the power of faith to gather the kingdom of God, he is a polymer of divine power and divine nature. He has a stronger body than the **** of order and a more aggressive Cthulhu. Divine power.

[God Bless Charge]!

Pan Sen was not afraid, and raised his pale golden shield high to block the offensive of the thousands of white-boned horned dragons in front of him. The dull clashing sounds frequently sounded like a turbulent piano song.

At the same time, he moved forward with a firm step, and the sharp spear in his hand would penetrate the vital position of the bone horned dragon at the most appropriate time, slaughtering any obstructive targets in front of him.

Suddenly, the pale golden fireworks ignited in the shadow sky, like a fire of hope in the dark, like a beacon to guide ships, bringing the only light.

Jack Carragher's offensive continued, and the gray halo and haunting shadow mist kept trying to extinguish the flames, but it was not very effective.

"It seems that Samuel's warning is justified."

Staring at Pansen in the offensive wave, Jaccarage recalled the warning words of the lizard-men **** Samuel, and his pupils gradually became scarlet.

The chaotic abyss invasion event caused the barrier of the main material plane to be extremely weak, which allowed the gods of order and the abyss evil gods to attract their own power.

This is why they dare to appear in the main material plane.

Since the birth of the gods in Kaladimos, there has been no shortage of great beings that have fallen on the plane of the main material, and even a high-ranking **** has fallen into a deep sleep.

To fight for belief, to perfect their own priesthood, and to strengthen their power, the gods will inevitably fall into the world, fight for their own interests, and set off war and destruction.

Calculating carefully, there are not a few fallen gods. They fell into the mortal world and became the stepping stones of the new gods, casting the glory of the new gods.

call!

The dull breathing sounded like thunder, and Jaccarage fanned the wings of the bones, opened the huge mouth of the bones, and aimed at the location of Pan Sen's space.

Numerous shadows and mists gathered in the mouth. At the very center was a swaying flame. It belonged to the sacred fire within the bones of the priesthood, and it was also his original strength.

[Dragon Whisper·Bone Flame]!

The turbulent gray-white flames flowed out from Jaccarage's mouth, instantly igniting the shadowy sky, and the twisted white horned horned dragon constantly soared into the sky, becoming the nutrient of the flame like a moth to the fire, intensifying the flame burning.

Rumble!

The gray-white flames engulfed the momentum of the torrent, obscured the world, and suddenly wrapped Pan Sen's figure.

Suddenly, a grayish-white halo emerged from the shadow-covered sky, like a big gray sun rising above the sky, sprinkling coquettish and strange light.

It seems that everything is over..........

[Dou Shield Jump]!

In the center of the gray-white flame, Pan Sen stepped on the void and jumped high.

The dim shield burst out with a bright pale golden glow, constructing a holy shield engraved with countless runes to resist the attack of flames.

Then Pan Sen stepped on the flames, clenched the spear in his hand, and pierced the huge body of Jaccarage, the Lord of the Bone Abyss.

Click! Click! Click!

The power of the mortal blessed the weapons that once belonged to the war protoss, blooming power that frightened the gods.

The gun blade glowing with golden light pierced the defense of the skeleton, and brazenly smashed the endless bones that had been gathered, leaving a scar that was more terrifying than a scorpion. A little viscous white liquid flowed along the fractured position of the skeleton, burning the air, sending out charming Scent.

The seemingly primitive spear ~www.mtlnovel.com~ is somewhat inconspicuous, but it has once cut down the arm of the Darkborn Sword Demon Aatox, and its sharpness is beyond doubt.

On the high platform of the main fort, Modrian, who was watching the battle, felt a little change in the surrounding shadow and fog, creating an inexplicable sense of depression.

Immediately, he took out the halberd of Atama from the space ring and placed it across his chest. The lining of the thorny vest could vaguely see the shining rune brilliance.

Just completed the change of combat stance.

The shadow fog in front of Modrian suddenly changed, as if someone was stirring the shadow space, and the noisy and chaotic sounds tremble the air.

"Hmm.... Your followers are good, you can actually touch the power of the gods in the realm of legend."

The low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, the tone was very relaxed, as if to say a common thing, but the exposed information made Modrian's heart heavy.

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