League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Even Yang Ling couldn't completely avoid the soul-burning decisive charge, and was slashed hard by the flashing soul halberd. Yang Ling fell to the ground, and there was a visible wound on his waist.

Before he could adjust his body, the cavalry general rushed over again. This time, Yang Ling did not choose to escape.

The bowstring was pulled, and the soul-killing arrow quickly condensed and released the string.

The gray-white arrow-shaped air wave, accompanied by the soul-killing arrow, shot straight at the nether cavalry.

The cavalry general who was about to approach collided with the soul destroying arrow, and the entire soul body exploded instantly, turning into the purest soul energy in the underworld.

In addition to destroying the patrol team of the Dark Lord, Yang Ling did not dare to rest, because the fog in the distance was violently rolling,

There will be a ten-man team near each patrol team, and there will be a hundred-man team behind the ten-man team. There are not a few powerful ghost warriors like the cavalry generals. Unable to deal with the formation of a hundred cavalry.

The dead messenger of the underworld, the cat-shaped mask spirit [Tail Hunter] was lost in the cavalry formation and locked in the space by the dark mage, unable to teleport to escape, and wasted alive in endless attacks.

Continuing his preference in the material realm, Mordekaiser, who came to the underworld, gave priority to using black magic as the main material to cast the most powerful cavalry army.

By the time a ten-man team of ghost cavalry arrived at the warning point, the battle had already ended, leaving only a little soul brilliance that was unwilling to dissipate silently speaking of the fierce conflict that had just happened.

Lachen language inherits the heavy language sense of Ouchen language, but it is no longer the unpredictable bass. Perhaps it is related to Mordekaiser being a Valoran during his lifetime. In terms of syllables, Lachen language is somewhat similar to Valoran. place.

The ten commander of the cavalry headed by the dark blue eyes of the ghost looked at the position where the space was fluctuating, and said solemnly: "Mogar died, he was killed by Qian Jue. (Lachen language

"Lord Arnold, do you need to report the Dark Lord? (Lachen

Shaking his head at his deputy, Ten Commander Arnold looked into the depths of the fog. His blue eyes seemed to be able to pass through the thick fog, and he saw the building that was under construction and was about to stand in the underworld and rule everything. City of Souls.

Both the living and the dead will eventually submit to the reign of terror of the Dark Lord.

"No need, the Dark Lord has greater things to do, and these little things are not worth bothering the Lord. (Lachen

"Yes."

The ten-man team left again. For this small loss, neither the Dark Lord himself nor his underworld army were very concerned about it.

Capturing souls from the material realm from the wasteland is their main job.

...

【Mitner Lachen】

Named by the Dark Lord himself, it is a fortress city located in the wasteland of the underworld, destined to be great and immortal.

It is made of soul sand and nether grass ash as the main material, supplemented by soul and nether energy, and is made of black magic and soul steel.

Every brick and every tile imprisoned the living soul, all from the hands of the Dark Lord.

Even though more than 200 years have passed, the city of souls in the underworld has only just taken shape. It praises the greatness and achievements of the immortal tyrant, and this city of souls will also become a magnificent symbol of the immortal legion's immortality.

The grand ambition of conquering the world will start the next second after Mitner Lachen is built...

That being said, it still seems a little early at the moment.

No, it's too early.

The so-called [Bone Hall] is just a frame supported by a few pillars made of soul bricks, and the so-called strong city is just a few soul stone pillars, not even a high wall formed, everything has to be Start from scratch.

Unlike the immortal fortress in the material realm, in the material realm, as long as they wield a whip, those foolish craftsmen who are afraid of death will naturally mix sand and clay together into solidified stones, and then put the solidified stones on the ground. The place where it should be placed is different in the underworld. Except for himself, no one knows how to cast soul bricks.

Just a bunch of trash!

Mordekaiser is very dissatisfied with this progress, but stupid subordinates can't share the master's worries. Speaking of which, most mortals are stupid and only deserve to be sacrifices to the darkness to please themselves, even those who claim to be full of wisdom. Wizards and wizards are just a bunch of self-righteous idiots, struggling for half a lifetime, and only worthy of being their own utensils and chamber pots.

Throughout the five hundred years in the world, no one is qualified to stand in front of him. Everyone in this world is so stupid that they can only kneel down and kiss their insteps.

There are too many useless people. On the way to conquer the world and build the skeleton hall, he needs a lot of useful people.

Until this moment, he still misses the black little rose who is the best and best at playing tricks among the dark wizards under his command. Although the little rose still chooses to betray him, but in terms of the value of the little rose itself, the betrayal is not worth it at all. Mention, he believes that as long as Little Rose realizes that she has never been out of the master's control from beginning to end, it will be enough to completely conquer that glamorous witch, make the witch completely surrender to herself, give everything willingly, and never betray.

If it hadn't been for Xiao Rose to help him take care of the deep well of soul and keep blessing him with a 'seal' to transmit power to him, he would definitely pull Xiao Rose to the underworld and let her do the **** ash work for him.

As the Dark Lord, he clearly has a grand blueprint for conquering the world, but he has to start with the ashes. As the leader, he can't take the lead in carrying a bucket. This is too stupid. He has never suffered such grievances on the Valoran continent.

Mordekaiser, who was on the Throne of Skeletons, frowned, put down the hammer [Nightfall] that had been beating for a long time, beckoned, and ten more were sealed with steel nails, and the souls that bound their hands were shattered. The ghost generals escorted them over, they are new casting materials, and will eventually become part of Mitner Lachen.

In front of Mordekaiser, neither the living nor the dead, the strong or the weak, have the right to speak - unless your lord, your monarch agrees with you to speak, you can avoid being tortured, Become a pool of mourning mud under the nightfall.

"Sebastian, how is Lobito's research?"

The indifferent voice of the king is like the Freljord cold wind that destroyed all the vitality of the Dalmore Plain. The great general who once fought bravely against the tyrant became the slave of the overlord after his death.

The resistance is especially ridiculous.

After years of obedience, Sebastian has long understood that obedience to Morde Caesar is an unshakable destiny, and obedience to the master of life and death has nothing to be ashamed of.

The ghost general wearing black iron nether plate armor knelt down on one knee and put his head on the soul floor tile, indicating absolute surrender.

"My lord, Wizard Lobito says he needs more souls to complete the test."

The master will answer whatever the master asks,

Don't say a word of superfluous words, and don't try to give any advice to the master. This is a necessary and sufficient condition to become a general of the Nether Legion. Clever nonsense and advice will make you die faster.

Without asking the second question, Mordekaiser just picked up Nightfall again.

'Boom! ’

The hammer Yeyun raised high and slammed down on the headed soul material, grinning in pain, and the soul that couldn't make any sound was directly freed and turned into a pure soul energy, which was forcibly mixed by black magic. In the square stone mixed with soul sand and nether grass ash, the somewhat irregular stone became what Mordekaiser wanted it to be under the catalytic action of the soul, but it was not enough. ...

Without getting new instructions, Sebastian remained motionless in his kneeling posture, as if he was asleep.

"Boom!"

One pulled over another soul, the heavy knock sounded again,

The second soul sealed by the iron nail did not die, but was smashed directly into the heavy stone brick by Yeyun in a half-dead and half-alive state, until the black stone brick began to glow with a light blue luster, a soul The bricks are fully formed,

Sebastian heard the painful mourning of the soul in the stone brick. He knew that the dead soul was fine, and the soul that was sealed in the stone brick would suffer from the pain of peeling skin and bones for eternity. This painful mourning sound was not half false.

This is the soul brick, the cornerstone of the great city of souls, the immortal fortress [Mitner Lachen].

Such a cornerstone can resist the erosion of the breath of the underworld, resist the attacks of the messengers of the underworld, and guarantee the immortality of Mitna Lachenne's soul.

Two hundred and eighty-five years have passed since he came to the underworld, from the wasteland of the underworld to the completion of the basic big city framework. To this day, in the underworld, only the Dark Lord Mordekaiser can cast such soul bricks. The task of the Lobito wizard is to study a new kind of black magic or black magic, so that the soul wizard can also complete this 'trivial' work.

Apparently the monarch was tired of the boring days of swinging a mace and doing Thresh work every day.

He casually threw the new soul brick into the soul carriage standing by, Mordekaiser finally spoke.

"Go, my general, and call that old man over. I need to know what my soul does when it comes to him."

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Sebastian stood up again and turned to leave.

Standing upright is his privilege as a legion general and cronies. The rest of the soul must bend over, always face the direction of the majesty and keep their heads bowed. They can only straighten up until they exit the hall, and there must be no disobedience in this process. sight and movement.

Leaving the hall of skeletons where the 'bang bang' was heard again, and summoned his own soul horse with the Ouchen spell, Sebastian ran straight to the direction of the [Wizard's Black Tower].

Under the seat of the Maharaja, just do your own thing as soon as possible, you don't need to think about anything that doesn't matter, because you never know whether you will become a soul brick or a sacrifice to the dark if you are slow. offerings.

...

Ionia, Presidian.

It has been half a month since the Spirit Blossom Festival, but Presidian was still immersed in mourning. Even the Magic Garden was completely closed by the warriors sent by the elders, and no one was allowed to enter.

The originally lively birds and beasts seemed to feel the grief of their souls, and even their calls became a little heavier and no longer clear.

Lester pushed open the door of the inn and walked out of the temporary residence arranged by Lingjue.

Tomorrow is the day to meet Karma. Yuegui's custom scabbard has been made, and he can get it today. After resting for half a month, his tired body has recovered, and it is a good time to act again.

Riding on the brown horse he bought, Lester walked towards the blacksmith shop. Most of the Presidians walking on both sides of the village road were sad, and the weight of losing their loved ones still remained.

Even Lester often sees in his dreams the scene of saying goodbye to himself when Yuzuki leaves.

The man sighed, squeezed his horse's belly, and accelerated his pace.

There are always some things that are hard to let go, but if you don't let go, how can you move on.

It was the best result that Qian Jue could mark the soul of Xiyue.

The name of [Lengjian Qingyan] is very poetic, but the location is very remote. Unlike other blacksmith shops located in the center of the village or near the square, [Lengjian Qingyan] is located in the deep mountains in the south of Presidian~www .readwn.com~ is not far from Shuanglong Mountain.

Rather than opening the door to do business, it would be better to say that the owner of Leng Jian Qingyan wanted to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live in seclusion. Blacksmithing is just to cultivate his sentiments and enrich his life.

It is also the place that Lingjue introduced. Lester, who has lived in the food inn for half a month, quite believes in the vision of the strongest warrior of the Aikaxiu family.

In fact, Spirit Sense did not disappoint Lester.

"The lucky guy, although it has become a fierce blade, [Yuegui] is an out-and-out famous sword, and at first glance, it is from the work of Master [Iquique], and the reclusive Master Iquique is no longer in the forging of knives. , his works are rare in the world. The sword that Kalezhuo gave to his disciples actually came to your boy's hands. It's really bad luck...

But then again, it took me a lot of effort and good materials to forge a scabbard that could suppress this fierce blade, but for the sake of you having solved the real demon and saved Presidian, old man, this time I I won't charge you, otherwise, even if it is introduced by Lingjue, it is impossible to take a woolen thread from me for free. Accept it with gratitude. By the way, have you wiped your hands clean? Don't touch the knife with dirty hands. "

It seems that he has been dealing with the fire for too long. The old blacksmith with pale eyebrows and big eyes has a bright head, and it is difficult to see the conspicuous hair on his exposed body. His face is a bit biased towards the highlanders who are still praised in the north. If you just look at the knots in the muscles, the old man with a deep voice does not look like an old man in his half-hundred years.

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