League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Roy, who was sleeping in the magic box, was awakened again. Lester comforted Roy, who wanted to escape, and cooperated with Nora to forcefully feed the requiem potion through a drip needle. When Roy fell asleep again, Nora took back the magic. , wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead.

Yuumi on the side jumped up excitedly, cheering for the great victory.

"It seems to be a success. For too long, I can't guarantee that the evil soul will not recover for at least 30 years."

Hearing Nora say that, Lester was also relieved.

"In this case, I can leave with confidence. Thirty years in Bandle City are equivalent to at least fifty years in the material realm. Fifty years is enough time for me to solve this matter. I may have to trouble you at that time."

"You... Little Laini, are you leaving now?"

Nodding to Nora, Lester left a handwritten Introduction to Pan-Magic on the table.

"Introduction to Pan Magic" records what he has seen and heard about most of the magic in Rune Land in the past 700 years. It can be said that this is the biggest gain of his travels in Rune Land for many years, and it is the hard work of his life.

From remote and remote non-attribute [Energy Magic], [Arcane Magic] and [Forbidden Magic], to modern [Rune Magic], [Elemental Magic], and [Bandel Magic], [Star Magic] in different world fields Spiritual Magic], [Natural Magic], and [Fairy Magic] heard from the intersection,

Except for the little-known [Dragon Language Magic] and [Time Magic], which are not well-known in detail, "Introduction to Magic" has included most of the little-known magic theories in Runeterra, plus Lester's own practice and conjecture. No matter where you put it, "Introduction to Pan Magic" can be called a master-level work of magic.

This represents all that Lester has achieved in the field of magic, and in the face of Nora, he is willing to give it away.

"This is what I have seen and heard when I traveled to the mainland for hundreds of years. I know you like to study magic and potions, but unfortunately I don't know much about potions, so I can only write about my own experience and opinions on magic. Hope it will be useful to you,

There are some inconvenient things in it, and it is easy to cause trouble when others see it. If you want to use it publicly, please be careful. "

"Meow~ Xiao Laini, would you like to stay a little longer, meow?"

Yuumi, with her small face on her shoulders, began to shed tears drippingly. Lester took the initiative to hold the kitten in his arms, wiped away the tears from the corners of Yuumi's eyes, and pressed his forehead against the cat's small head.

"Don't cry for me, it's not that I'm not coming back, Yumi, don't be too playful, remember to protect your master, she is very strong and reliable, but there will always be a time when she can't stand it alone, then you will Stand up and protect her."

Nora took the tome in her arms and bowed her head silently.

"Woo woo, woo woo... I have to come back soon to see Yumi meow..."

"Well, I will definitely come back to see you as soon as possible. Nora has told me the opening rules of all random portals in Bandle City. If I have time, I will definitely come back to see you."

After reassuring the cat, Lester looked at Nora again and said softly.

"Nora, I know that you like to explore alone in magical monuments. Although it seems a little nagging, I still want to say that you must be careful when you go out for adventure. In case of danger, you must return to Bandle through the magic book in time. city."

Nora didn't speak, but nodded with her head lowered. The height difference made Lester unable to see Nora's expression at all. She wondered if Nora had listened to her advice. Lester had no choice but to give up. Take out the Codex left for Tristana and Lulu.

"This letter is for Tristana, this letter is for Lulu,

If you want to say goodbye, it will definitely become troublesome. The two of them always like to be sentimental, so it is more convenient to write a letter.

The place I'm going to this time is very dangerous, and I can't lead the way with Tristana. There are some things that I need to do by myself, so I can only trouble you, Nora, this time I came to Bandle City for you. A lot of trouble, thank you very much. "

The unspeakable atmosphere in the room made Yuumi's little face burst into tears again. Nora, who used magic to hide the tears, finally raised her head and smiled.

"Where are you going this time? Xiao Laini, let me give you another ride."

The man froze for a moment and smiled back.

"Okay, this time put me in the south of the Sparkling Silver Mountains."

Noxian calendar, 805 AD, a portal appeared out of nowhere on the mountainside of the Silver Mountains north of Boreham, and a man jumped out of the portal and returned to the realm of matter.

The gloomy heavy rain swayed on the ground with the wind. A small and lovely blue bird was lying on the top of the man's head. He comfortably made a comfortable bird's nest for himself, and manipulated the strong wind to blow away the rain curtain for the man.

Looking at the majestic green mountains in the north, the man smiled sadly and caressed the little head of the blue bird.

"LeBlanc, stay safe."

Wrapping the hood on his body, the man disappeared into the wind and rain.

…

the underworld, the realm of the soul,

The immortal city of death is located on the soul sand, and the eight soul towers rising from the ground form the soul barrier to isolate the dead energy of the underworld. Mitna Lachen is like a sleeping bone dragon. Domineeringly encircled his own territory in the realm of the soul, under the endless forced labor of the soul slaves, the giant dragon is still extending his minions farther, grinning at the real master of the underworld.

If there is a Noxian who can look down on Mitna Lachen with a will and a sense that will not be consumed by the energies of the underworld, that person will surely find that the casting style of the dead city is the same as that of the immortal fortress of Noxus. rut,

Like the immortal fortress, this war fortress is narrow, cramped, heavy, steep and ruthless,

Countless Wengcheng, arrow posts, towers, wall stacks and corridors that can pierce spears and shoot soul arrows at any time together constitute a war beast full of ferocious fangs from beginning to end.

Hundreds of thousands of underworld legions and undead legions are stationed at various gates of the city of death, wearing dark-style heavy knight plate armor, patrolling the tyrant's territory day and night, ready to wage war at any time and embark on killing journey of.

Located in the core castle of Mitna Lachen, Mordekaiser sits alone on the skeleton throne made of thousands of souls, with the ghost-entangled Yemen leaning on his right hand, and the king of the underworld in black iron armor silently droops. He shook his head, his eyes burning with icy flames.

There was no one in the hall, it was quiet and dead, and even the tragic souls who couldn't stop crying on the soul bricks chose to keep silent. These tragic souls did not understand until they became the bricks of the city of death, not only their own flesh and blood and soul. , even the meaning of its own existence can be squeezed by tyrants.

Any act of resistance will lead to torture and slaughter. The owner of this place has spent thousands of years of immortality becoming a master torturer to torture the soul. Even the toughest bones will be soft as mud in a scream and become a tyrant. A puny dog ​​below.

The underworld without the sun, moon and stars has no concept of time. It seems that thousands of years have passed. The owner of the black iron plate raised his head protected by the barrel helmet, and the voice from the nine hells echoed repeatedly in the hall.

"Sebastian."

It seems that he has been silently waiting outside the main hall. The fifteenth general of the Nether Legion, a man who has continued his position for nearly a thousand years, came to the throne with a strong sense of death, bowed his head reverently, and said Knees down.

In the thousands of years of service, he has clearly understood how he can please his emperor and master, and let him continue to serve as the Marshal of the Underworld who is about to conquer the world.

"Master, the servant Sebastian is here to listen to your orders."

Mordekaiser's icy gaze was fixed on his most capable servant. Even the most ruthless and tyrannical emperor would have a little more trust in his loyal and powerful subordinates. Sebastian has demonstrated his excellence and loyalty. Compared with those hopelessly stupid wastes, Sebastian is qualified to stand in front of him and listen to his own voice.

Of course, if Sebastian didn't do well enough, or if there were slaves who did better than Sebastian, he wouldn't mind changing his Nether Legion to a new marshal.

"Tell me how long it will take for my dragon army to appear in my sight."

Always keeping his head down, Sebastian paused for a beat before reporting his Dragon Island invasion plan to Mordekaiser.

"Returning to my lord, the dragon priest Anvatonette has chosen to surrender completely, but it takes more soul and energy to construct a stable passage to the underworld in the powerful dragon tomb of the magic enchantment. Any trouble will make the dragon discover the dragon. For the underworld energy of the mound, the master’s believers and servants in the material realm alone cannot complete the construction of the channel in the most simple and effective way.”

"Sebastian, let me ask you, how long do you need it?"

As always, the angry Mordekaiser did not choose to listen to the explanation, knowing that he was in danger, but Christian was more calm.

"In my estimation, it will take at least a hundred years for the dragon priest Anvatonnet to use the slaves of the Dragon Island to accumulate soul energy by offering sacrifices to my lord."

Mordekaiser did not speak, Christian knew that this was his impatient master waiting for him to give a new solution.

"In order to make the master's plan come to fruition as soon as possible, I rejected the Dragon Sacrifice's proposal and re-formulated a plan that would speed up the progress."

Frosty, the bone-chilling voice emanated from the immortal fire of the soul.

"Say."

"The speed of accumulating souls by ordinary sacrifices alone is too long, and the Dragon Island has been at ease for too long, so long that those giant dragons with high self-esteem have forgotten that the dragons were also slaughtered in the dragon war. Arrogance is Their biggest weakness is one that we can exploit."

After a pause, Sebastian continued.

"Although the mask spirits under the mother of masks are actively obliterating the mages and extraordinary people in Rune Land, and the underworld messengers are robbing us of powerful souls, there are still many hidden extraordinary people who have the power to defeat the dragon, calm and peaceful. Runeterra needs more kills and wars, and that's the only way to bring in a lot of souls.

The greed of human beings will never end. No one can refuse the glory of slaughtering dragons. It is only necessary for our lord to control those powerful supernatural beings with stalwart power. With treasure and power as the guide, they will take the lead in launching an attack on Dragon Island, the Land of Runes. The mortals will surely follow him and become a dead bone on Dragon Island.

At that time, I can let the dragon priests set up the magic circle, and secretly extract the scattered souls on the dragon island, until the gate of the netherworld is opened, and the master's army has leveled the dragon island.

Whether it is a giant dragon or an extraordinary person, it will eventually become the stepping stone for my lord to control the dragon tomb and conquer the world. "

One second, three seconds, ten seconds…

Mordekaiser's silence was like a scythe around the neck of the **** of death. Sebastian, who had not received a reply for a long time, was a little flustered. He couldn't help but start to review his plan and response method, but he couldn't find it after recalculating three times. To anything wrong, until he realized that he had inadvertently included his master in his plan.

He actually proposed to let his master be part of the plan.

This is the most fatal mistake. Sebastian doesn't understand why he made such a low-level mistake. Maybe he is too confident, he thinks he has figured out the master's style of doing things, or he has lost his sense of crisis due to long-term stability. , after all, no one can be as perfect as they are, or they are careless and open-mouthed...

But anyway, he has already committed the death penalty.

He knows that any sophistry or begging for mercy at this time is useless. The former will make Mordekaiser think he is an idiot, and the latter will make Mordekaiser think he is a coward. No matter whether he is a fool or a coward, he will not live. Get out of the Nether Hall.

Without defending himself, Sebastian fell to his knees instead, resting his head on the icy soul floor tile, motionless, waiting for Mordekaiser's sentence,

He seemed to see his destination through the dark green soul brick, and when he remembered the sound of Ye Yun's strokes, his second life would be completely ended, maybe it would become a soul brick, maybe it would become a soul Equipped, he needs to be a living object until the end of the third life.

Maybe he will have a fourth life and a fifth life, no one knows how much Mordekaiser has the means to reshape his soul, just as no one can resist Mordekaiser's rule.

He thought a lot about what happened after his death, until it was not the swishing sound of Yemen, but the icy voice of Mordekaiser~www.readwn.com~ You should be thankful that you killed you in a timely manner with reasonable means As long as there is a capable replacement standing in front of me, I am as proud as the marshal of a dragon, you will understand what stupid things you have done, so stupid that I think that the plans you have made over the years are all from others. "

Knowing that his death penalty was spared, Sebastian said.

"Please punish the master."

"Do the things I gave you, and when you're ready, give me the list of supernatural beings you've drawn up, this time I'll do it myself,

I won't say it a second time, I need slaves who can do things for me, not idiots who give me orders, not an example. "

"Thank you master for not killing, Christian retire."

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