LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

The next evening, Lester and Kayn arrived as promised.

"Commander Lester, welcome." General Tomili welcomed them into the manor's living room as usual.

Lester looked around and saw that there was no one else in the living room except them.

"General Tomili." Leicester asked calmly: "Didn't you say that a few friends are coming over today?"

"Haha." Tomili laughed: "Those friends are all good wine people. They are still in the underground wine cellar of my house, admiring the wine cellar of our Tomili family."

"Underground wine cellar?" Lester secretly understood.

He said calmly: "Just right. I was also just wanting to see what other precious treasures you have, General Tomili."

"Then come with me." General Tomili smiled and nodded.

But he did not immediately set out to lead the way. Instead, he quietly turned his gaze to Kayn who was accompanying him.

Kayn looked tentatively at Lester. Lester said, "Wait here for a while, Kayn."

"Yes." Kaiyin stepped aside calmly and found a place to sit quietly.

"Commander Lester, please come this way." General Tomili finally set off, leading Lester out of the living room and slowly walked deeper into the manor.

The two left side by side under Kayn's silent gaze, without any butler or servant following them.

Soon, Lester came to the entrance of the underground wine cellar and saw the long staircase winding downwards.

There was no light at the other end of the stairs, and it was pitch black like it was leading to hell.

Standing in front of this darkness, Tomili suddenly said: "Lester, do you still remember the battle we fought in Shurima with General Dukecao?"

"Of course," Lester said.

Back then, he used thunderous means to mercilessly defeat and massacre a Shurima city-state that attempted to resist the imperial rule, shocking the city-states on the north coast to the point where they no longer dared to resist.

It was the crowning moment of his career, his badge of honor as a hero of the Empire. Of course he won't forget.

"This is the honor we gained by risking our lives." Tomili said with emotion: "In order to win that war beautifully, two of my brothers died in the battle. They are all heroes of the empire, just like you and me. Same."

"But... Lester, you know what?"

Tomili paused slightly and said mockingly: "General Du Kecao has also written his memoirs in Zaun."

"He seems to have different ideas about this war that he personally directed and what we are doing."

"This..." Lester's face turned cold.

Those Noxian generals who have defected to Zaun like to do most is write memoirs.

And even if they write, they always add fuel to their memoirs, throwing the blame on their superiors and colleagues at every turn, and describing themselves as white lotuses who can't help but follow the crowd.

As a result, except for LeBlanc's "The First Half of My Life" (which has not been published yet), which was personally reviewed by Levi, almost all of the other people's memoirs were written into semi-documentary first-person novels.

It made those imperial generals who had not yet surrendered want to fly to Zaun and tear their mouths out after seeing the articles written by these old colleagues.

"What did General Du Cucault write? Did he throw all the blame for the massacre on us?" Leicester asked displeased.

"That's not true." Tomili shook his head: "General Du Kecao is not that shameless."

"He just faithfully wrote down the details of that war, the role each of us played, and our 'great achievements' in Shurima -"

"In the voice of a sinner."

Tomili quietly emphasized the word "sinner".

Lester was silent for a moment.

"General Du Couture has been treated favorably by the leader. But he is still a sinner in the eyes of people."

"He may have to kneel in front of the Shurima barbarians who should be kneeling at our feet for the rest of his life, confessing his crimes over and over again."

"General Dukecao is like this, what about the others? What about us? We are also heroes of Noxus, the biggest sinners in the eyes of the Wind Leader..."

"That's enough!" Lester couldn't bear to hear any more.

He looked with a cold face at the deep, hell-like underground and the darkness that the stairs led to: "Tomili, you don't need to be emotional."

"Just because I can be here today, I'm ready."

"Including..." Tomili also looked at the darkness in front of him: "Are you ready to go to hell?"

"Of course." Leicester said firmly, "I don't care who or what she is."

"I only know that I climbed all the way from the slums to this place on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, not to fall down again! No one can take away everything I have worked hard for! Not even God!"

"Okay!" Tomili nodded with satisfaction.

He did not step onto the stairs, but said to Lester encouragingly: "Go, the God's Envoy is waiting for you below."

Lester didn't hesitate at all, and strode down after hearing the words.

He walked down the long stairs, passed through the deep underground corridor, and finally saw an iron door at the end of the long corridor.

Lester pushed the door open decisively.

With hope, he looked at the world behind the door.

Then, he saw...

"Amistan?!" Lester froze on the spot in astonishment.

"Yes, it's me." Amystan welcomed with a smile: "I knew you would come, Lester - after all, you are the same person as us."

"..." Lester didn't respond. He was still confused:

The so-called messenger of God, his last hope is actually Amystan, the dead man who was guillotined by his own hands a year ago?

No...this is not a dead person, this is a dead ghost.

Although Amystan still retains her original image, her body has become an ethereal spirit that is always emitting gray fluorescence.

She is not human, she is an undead.

But undead are not uncommon in Runeterra. When Lester passed by the waters of Bilgewater before, he killed a lot of them.

"Are you an envoy of God?" Lester's eyes were full of doubt.

just you? Even if you become a ghost, I'm afraid you won't be that powerful, right?

"Ha." Amystan didn't explain with words, but answered with actions.

She waved her hand gently, and an undead black mist surged with powerful magical energy emerged out of thin air.

"The desperate situation of reincarnation!" Black mist quickly enveloped this huge underground secret room, isolating the inside and outside of the door into two worlds.

Beyond the black mist is the world of the living, and within this black mist is the suffocating power of death.

In front of this power, mortals are so humble and insignificant.

"This, this..." Lester's body was shaking. He felt as if he had fallen into death purgatory in an instant, unable to resist, struggle, or escape from this desperate place.

"This kind of power..." He instinctively trembled with fear, then raised his head in surprise: "Where did you get it?"

"It seems you believe me." Amystan chuckled and waved her hand to disperse the black fog.

Then she answered seriously: "This power is the gift of my lord Mordekaiser."

There was a delicate silence.

The look of surprise that appeared on Lester's face instantly became stiff.

He was stunned for a while and then asked in shock: "Mordekaiser? The tyrant from thousands of years ago?"

"Yes." Amystan replied: "I am the envoy of His Majesty Mordekaiser. It was His Majesty who sent me back to the material realm from the underworld and asked me to make final preparations for his return."

Leicester now understood how Amystan became undead and how she was resurrected.

Mordekaiser, who planned all of this behind the scenes, is indeed the mortal enemy of the Wind Leader, a god who can rival the goddess Janna.

However...

"You crazy people, you actually believe in Mordekaiser?" Lester cursed through gritted teeth.

Now he can't wait to drag this cheater Tomili over and cut him into pieces to vent his hatred.

Are these nobles crazy?

In order to deal with the Wind Leader, he led the way for an evil god like Mordekaiser?

Who is Mordekaiser? He is a murderer, a perverted tyrant, and an extreme anti-human element who desires to turn everyone into undead slaves!

Do you still expect him to protect the interests of the nobles?

Two humans were placed in front of this murderous god. Does he care who is inferior and who is noble?

If there is any choice that is stupider than turning to Mordekaiser, it can only be to lead the way for the Void.

Even if you are a commoner and a sinner under the rule of the Wind Leader, it is better than being an undead slave who will never be reincarnated under the rule of Mordekaiser!

Lester is reactionary, but he is not anti-human.

After all, he is a member of the human race. Even if he kills others, what lunatic would be stupid enough to destroy his own clan?

"Lester, calm down." Amystan seemed to have guessed his reaction.

She replied calmly: "It seems that you have some misunderstandings about what my Lord did."

"Oh?" Lester was slightly startled.

Indeed... although the legend of Mordekaiser has been circulating in Runeterra, because of the Black Rose's efforts to conceal it, people actually don't know much about this ancient tyrant.

It was the leader who began to publicly publicize the history of Mordekaiser and reveal the existence of Mitna Rachen in the underworld. Only then did the world have a comprehensive understanding of the horrific deeds of this underworld tyrant.

Most of Leicester's knowledge of Mordekaiser's past deeds came from the promotional materials of the Leader.

"You mean... the leader's media lied to us? Are they spreading rumors and smearing Mordekaiser?" Lester asked with a glimmer of hope.

"That's not true. Everything the leader said is true."

Lester: "..."

"Don't be nervous, Lester." Amystan explained unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, he did wipe out countless humans back then."

"But you have killed many people in the past. Do you think you are the kind of anti-human lunatic who kills people on sight for no reason?"

"This..." Lester thought thoughtfully.

He is certainly not an anti-human lunatic. He kills for a reason and purpose.

Even Amystan, a bloodthirsty general known as a pervert, would not kill people for fun without any reason.

"The same goes for His Majesty Mordekaiser." Amystan explained: "He resurrected from the underworld twice that year, and each time he led an army to slaughter countless creatures in the material realm."

"This is not because His Majesty is bloodthirsty, murderous, crazy and brainless, but because at that time the underworld of Mitna Rachen was still an empty wasteland of death, and His Majesty himself was still weak in strength."

"In order to deeply remember the existence of Mitnarachen in the world, replenish the Dingkou in the underworld, build up his undead army, and strengthen his own strength, His Majesty Mordekaiser will set off those indiscriminate massacres in the material realm. "

Mordekaiser didn't kill without purpose. He does these anti-human things to make himself stronger.

"And now, Mitnarachen is no longer deserted, and the Hall of Bones has been built. My Lord has reached the realm of gods and has the majestic power to compete with the enemies in the world."

"Do you think he still needs to kill indiscriminately now?"

"No." Amystan shook her head: "His Majesty Mordekaiser does not want to eliminate mankind. His purpose is to rule the world of the living and become the co-lord of both the mortal world and the underworld."

After hearing these words, Leicester was half-believing.

"He really doesn't want to wipe out humanity?" he asked.

Isn't Mordekaiser's purpose to turn everyone into his undead slaves?

"Of course not." Amystan said: "Lester, think about it with your brain:"

"If all living people are extinct and there is no new life or new souls born in Rune Land, then how can there be a steady stream of undead being born in the underworld?"

"Without a steady stream of undead and slaves, how can His Majesty Mordekaiser possess endless power?"

"so..."

Not only will Mordekaiser not wipe out humanity.

He might even lock humans in breeding farms like pigs, and try to find ways to breed them so that they can do their best to reproduce.

Lester: "This..."

Being locked up like a pig to be bred, and being a slave to the undead after death, this doesn't seem to be any better than just dying, right?

"Those are just some lowly people." Amystan explained enthusiastically.

"His Majesty Mordekaiser does not want to completely destroy human society and make the whole world look like this."

"After all, without society and civilization, without class and hierarchy, he would be meaningless as an emperor."

"He needs humble people, but also capable assistants, flattering ministers, people's worship, and the whole world kneeling at his feet and singing praises for him."

Slaves, commoners, nobles, emperors, plus the lowest untouchable race.

Each class performs its duties and lives. After death, they go to the underworld to continue serving the emperor and become Mordekaiser's undead slaves.

This is Mordekaiser's grand plan, the world he wants to shape.

And as time goes by, his power only grows stronger. His rule will remain unchanged for eternity and will never be easy.

"This is really a hopelessly stable world..." Lester sighed.

"This kind of world..."

"That's great, isn't it?" Amystan said with a ferocious smile.

Being so stable that it will never be easy means that their noble status will also be hard to come by.

As long as they serve Mordekaiser well, this world will always be their world, and they will never be afraid of someone subverting them.

"..." Lester's eyes moved slightly when he heard this.

Amystan continued to seduce: "Now His Majesty Mordekaiser needs us, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Not only can you keep your status as a noble forever, but you can also become the founding father of an empire greater than Noxus, one person less than ten thousand people!"

Lester secretly clenched his fists, his expression becoming more and more emotional.

But he still looked thoughtfully at the dark underground chamber and asked in a subtle tone: "What if I don't agree? Can I still walk out of here alive today?"

"Haha." Amystan's smile suddenly turned cold: "You should have been enlightened before you came here, right?"

"It seems like it won't work anymore." Lester sighed.

Amystan is right. He had already thought of this situation.

The evil god is not easy to deal with, everyone knows this. From the moment he took that step towards this secret room, there was no turning back.

"Not only that." Amystan said with a murderous smile: "So what if you have the ability to go out?"

"Lester, don't forget—"

"Everyone is mortal."

"?!" Lester shrank.

He suddenly realized why those nobles were rushing to follow Amystan even though they knew Mordekaiser's reputation.

Because Mordekaiser is the Lord of the Underworld, and all humans are mortal.

They already knew of Mitnarachen's existence. One day, they will go there and fall into the hands of Mordekaiser.

"Your Majesty does not like people who are ignorant of current affairs."

"Lester. You don't want to be tortured in the underworld forever after a hundred years, right?"

Lester was speechless.

This is a tyrant who rules the underworld.

You can't hit him, but he blocks the school gate and can always wait until you come home from school.

If you block them now, they will one day liquidate you. How can one resist this?

I heard that Ionians have their own spiritual realm to go to after death. Can he move to Ionia now and convert to the Ionian religion?

Does the spiritual realm of Ionia allow souls outside the First Land to enter?

Lester didn't know. No one dared to risk their lives to try it.

At this time, Amystan's voice slowly sounded again: "No matter how powerful the goddess Jana is, she is only a god in the material realm. Can she still project her power to Mitna Ra under the control of our Lord? Chen?"

"No one in this world can save you. You have only one way to go, and that is to surrender to His Majesty Mordekaiser as soon as possible!"

"So..."

"Lester, how do you choose?"

"Should I die here now and spend eternity in purgatory without being reincarnated? Or should I submit to His Majesty and become a superior person in both the worlds of life and death?"

Of course you don’t have to choose, and you don’t have to choose.

"Then, don't resist." Amystan stretched out her hand to condense a ball of evil magic power: "Accept the power my Lord gives you."

"Yes." Lester did not hesitate.

He strode forward and stretched out his hand towards the dark light of death: "I swear allegiance to you, His Majesty Mordekaiser."