I, Foyego, the most affectionate species in Runeterra

There is no one on earth who does not want eternal life.

Unless you are a god, you are a strong person at the peak of legend, and it is difficult to escape the hunt of Qian Jue, the messenger of death.

Darkwell, fade the aura on his body, he is just a mortal.

If you are human, you will die.

Now old, Darkwell has put all his energy into chasing eternal life.

For everything about the empire, he was already indifferent.

And the reason why Dreius would go north to attack Freyrdrand was also due to Darkwell's order.

Freyrdrand has always been a magical land, and on this permaly frozen land are full of legends of various gods.

Perhaps in this ancient ice field, there is a way to prolong life.

Therefore, Darkwell sent Dreius to invade Freyrdrand in order to be able to fulfill his wish.

At present, the resistance of the northern barbarians is far more determined and tenacious than Darkwell imagined.

Even the Empire's victorious general Dreius was in a difficult situation in the northern war.

In fact, even if he took ten thousand steps back, Dreius successfully conquered Freyrdrand, and there was only a slim chance of obtaining immortality.

It seems that at this moment, Darkwell already has some taste of not being crazy and not alive.

The most the old Darkwell did was stare at the painting opposite the throne.

Recall all the glory of the past.

In a trance, Darkwell felt his spirit become a little confused.

In the haze, he felt that everything in front of him was changing.

The originally majestic and dim palace gradually became full of green life, and the surrounding scene became peaceful, ancient, and traditional.

It's a land of legends.

But this peaceful scene only lasted for a moment.

Soon, countless soldiers dressed in pitch-black armor set foot on this land.

Blood and killing soon descended on this peaceful land.

The peaceful people of the land did not put up any effective resistance.

It didn't take long for the land to be conquered by soldiers dressed in black armor.

Soon, the old Darkwell's eyes widened, and he felt a little unbelievable.

Because he actually saw that the young Darkwell, surrounded by many black-armored soldiers, slowly walked from a distance.

The young Darkwell walked up to a towering tree, gouged open the trunk of the large branch, took a crystal clear object from it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, a mysterious and mysterious power descended on the young Darkwell.

After that, the young Darkwell's appearance was forever frozen in the moment he swallowed the mysterious object.

He led Noxus to the South and the North, bringing the expanding black to every corner of the Runeterra.

In the end, young Darkwell rules the entire Runeterra!

Become the eternal king of Runeterra!

Excited, Darkwell suddenly woke up and found that everything was just a dream.

It's just that everything about Fang Cai is clearly imprinted in Darkwell's mind.

"Ionian !..!"

Because he was too excited, Darkwell's teeth were even bumping up and down.

Maybe for normal people, it's just a dream.

And for Darkwell, this is the last straw!

In Ionia, there must be something that can realize Darkwell's vision of eternal life.

Darkwell secretly made up a decision in his heart.

It was also this decision that completely changed the future fate of the empire.

It was only in the corner that Darkwell did not see, a mirror-like figure dissolved in the shadows.

Obviously, Darkwell's dream was not inspired by heaven, but the poison given to him by the black rose.

Gavin IV, the descendant of the former radiant Shield royal family.

At the moment, he is firmly bound to a prison car of magic blockade, which is led by the new general of the empire, Li Ang. Gures was escorted back to the Immortal Fortress.

In order to prevent Gavin IV from committing suicide, his whole body was now bound by magic and could not move.

Gavin IV's eyes were full of humiliation, and he looked at Foyego, who was not far away, with resentful eyes.

There was still a hint of fear on his face. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

It was this man who destroyed the proud and fearless vanguard of Demacia.

Almost single-handedly, he reversed the battle between Demacia and Noxus.

Gavin IV did not know what would greet him next, he only knew that the best outcome for him at the moment might be death.

You can't survive, you can't die.

This sentence is the most appropriate way to describe the situation of Gavin IV.

After more than ten days of escort, Foyego could already faintly see the outline of the immortal fortress.

It won't be long before the team arrives in the capital city of Noxus.

Foyego was now riding a war horse with Katerina.

Is it because of the lack of war horses in Noxus?

Of course not, thinking so can only mean that you are a little shallow.

In order to add some color to the monotony of the journey, Foyego had to find some fun for himself.

He just casually made a little trick, so that the war horse collapsed to the ground and could not stand up.

Foyego kindly refused the war horses contributed by others, in order to "not delay" the process of escorting Gavin IV.

Foyego chose to ride a war horse with Katerina.

But for some reason, in the face of this somewhat lame excuse, Katerina did not have any intention of refusing.

Just said a few words such as:

"I really can't help you" and "I sympathize with you to let you get on the horse" and so on.

Foyego naturally saw this for a long time.

Space on horseback is naturally extremely limited.

Now Foyego gently wrapped his arms around Katerina's slender waist, feeling the touch of the beautiful body in his arms, and his heart was secretly pleasant.

Looking at the roots of Katerina's already red ears, a hint of depth flashed in Foyego's eyes.

This bright rose with thorns has long been ready to be picked.

Completely different from the crucifixion of Gavin IV, Foyego was like a nephrite warm fragrance, all the way to the immortal fortress.

At the gate of the Immortal Fort (Qianmo's), Svein and the other two generals of the imperial high command had been waiting for a long time.

Soldiers dressed in pitch-black heavy armor lined either side of the gates, waiting for Foyego's arrival.

After all, with Foyego's meritorious deeds this time, it is naturally necessary to receive a high degree of courtesy.

It stands to reason that it should be the great general Darkwell who personally came to greet him.

But for various reasons, in the end, it was Svein who came forward to greet Foyego in front of the Immortal Fortress on behalf of the Empire.

After a while, a team gradually came from a distance.

At the forefront was a young man with white hair in black armor.

Although the distance was far away, with his outstanding strength, Svein still clearly saw the young man's face.

As if sensing Svein's gaze, the young man's gaze met Svein's gaze.

The two looked at each other like this.

This saving eye exchange ended with a friendly smile from the youth.