LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

The same story is happening all over the world at the same time.

In Shurima, freed slaves took up arms and fought alongside the ancient Ascended Ones;

In Demacia, the poor tenant farmers who have turned over have stepped into the same trench as the progressive knights of the kingdom;

In Noxus, the serfs and orphans who had been forced into the battlefield by the empire were once again at the forefront of the war. But this time, they were fighting for what they believed in;

In Ionia, the former pariahs united under the banner of the Blue Bird, vowing to defend Janna, the balance, and their hard-won freedom and equality with their lives.

In Zaun and Piltover, the citizens who had participated in militia training completed the assembly as quickly as possible without hesitation.

In the center of Zaun City, the Hex flying gate hub that connects the entire Runeterra never stops for a moment.

Tons of Hex gems are burning magic power and releasing infinite energy regardless of the cost. The brilliant magical light that kept flickering almost illuminated the entire sky and sea.

Countless figures walked out of the light and disappeared from the light.

They come from thousands of miles away and go thousands of miles away without hesitation.

They are Zaun, Piltover, Shurima, Demacian, Noxian, Ionian, Freljord...

They are the leaders.

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A long time later, off the coast of Bilgewater.

"These leaders..." Plank sighed coldly: "They are really powerful."

He originally wanted to lead the remnant party into Bilgewater directly, launch a suicide attack in the city of Piraeus, and complete the sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, their pirate fleet had just approached the sea off Bilgewater when they ran into the "Great Wall of the Sea" in front of them.

It is a Great Wall composed of countless warships, fishing boats, cruise ships and merchant ships. They undulate in the wind and waves, but are indestructible.

As the former ruler of Piraeus Port and the former Pirate King, Gangplank certainly knew how difficult and impossible it was to mobilize such a huge fleet in Piraeus Port.

But the leader did it, relying on his own strength and the support of the people of Bilgewater.

"Oh, I didn't lose unjustly." Plank laughed at himself.

"Boss, is now the time to talk about this?" He looked calm and relaxed, but Malik and others were worried.

The sea is unobstructed. They could see Wind Leader's fleet, and Wind Leader had of course discovered them.

The leader has countless warships, but they only have a few broken ships.

How to fight this?

So, regardless of their superiority or inferiority, Malik and others asked hurriedly: "Boss Plank, our attack plan must have been exposed - the leader knew that we were coming in advance, so he went to sea to intercept us. Us!"

"Boss, what should we do now?"

"Don't worry." Plank said calmly.

Of course he wasn't worried. after all...

A man born in heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time under human beings? Although he is not a good person, he is not a servile coward who lives his life in secret.

For Gangplank, who was helplessly bound to Mordekaiser, death was a kind of relief.

It's not yet the time for the planned joint sacrifice, and it's too early to commit suicide; they were caught off guard and intercepted here by the Wind Leader with an absolute superiority of thousands of times...

He really tried his best. If he dies at this time, he will not be counted as giving away his life.

"Then what should we do?" Plank was already waiting for death, but Malik and others were still asking urgently.

It doesn't matter if you don't rush. The Leader warships on the opposite side had already turned their direction and pointed their black muzzles at them.

Although in theory they don't need to fear death, and it is said that there is "heaven" waiting for them after death, if possible, they still want to be alive for as long as possible.

They still want to fight back to Bilgewater and take back everything they once owned, and they also want to make those Pilgrim people who followed the leader and committed rebellion kneel on the ground and beg them for forgiveness!

"Now even those bad fishermen dare to chase us away at sea!" Malik said sadly.

If they had gone to the underworld so early, wouldn't they never be able to express themselves like this?

"Calm down, Malik..." Plank was about to say some nonsense to make Malik and others quiet down. Then he quietly waited for the Wind Leader's cannonballs to come over and help him get rid of Mordekaiser's enslavement.

And at this critical moment:

"Lord Mordekaiser?!" Gangplank suddenly looked stunned, and his consciousness was connected to a great will from another world.

The exchange between the two only lasted a short moment.

"Boss Gangplank?" Malik and others seemed to have seen some hope: "Is it His Majesty Mordekaiser?"

"Yes." Plank nodded.

Mordekaiser had just projected his consciousness into the material realm, and contacted him across planes through the evil magic buried in his soul.

"You're right, Malik."

"Our attack plan has indeed been exposed."

Mordekaiser finally realized this.

He originally planned to contact the angels under him for the last time at this last moment to learn about the final progress of the plan.

But when this "call" was made to Amystan, it showed that no one answered.

So Mordekaiser immediately realized that something had happened to Amystan, and the Windleader might have noticed his plan.

"Then what instructions does His Majesty Mordekaiser give us?" Malik and others asked impatiently.

"He ordered us to advance the planned time and start sacrificing now." Plank said coldly.

"Now?" The pirates were stunned for a moment.

They're still at sea and haven't landed in Bilgewater yet.

Start offering sacrifices now. Where did you get so many sacrifices?

Planck didn't answer. He just stared at the pirates present with his cold eyes that contained pity.

"P-Boss Gangplank..." Malik swallowed nervously.

He finally realized something.

The arrogant ambition of returning to Bilgewater to dominate and hang all the rebels on the mast to avenge their shame and hatred suddenly disappeared in the fear of death.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice...is it us?"

"Yes." Plank nodded calmly: "Although there are fewer people, it is enough."

All the pirates: "..."

They were silent for a long time, but they still didn't dare to do anything to Gangplank, who had Mordekaiser's blessing.

In the end, Malik could only ask in despair: "Boss Plank, is everything you said before true?"

"Can we really live a heaven-like life in the underworld after we die?"

"Of course. You died for His Majesty Mordekaiser's great cause. Naturally, there will be heaven waiting for you after your death." There was a pity hidden in Gangplank's eyes, but he said things against his will without thinking.

These pirates were all his former capable subordinates.

But now, he has no choice.

Mordekaiser gave him that power, not so that he could deal with the Wind Leader, but so that he would have enough power at the critical moment to ensure the completion of the sacrifice.

As a result, Plank slowly spread his hands and condensed a huge black mist sphere——

"Daughter of Death!"

This giant magic ball roared into the sky, and then crashed down like a meteorite.

Before the leader's cannonball fell, the black mist had swallowed up everything.

"P-Boss Gangplank..." The pirates didn't even have time to let out a complete cry of pain, and quickly turned into a withered corpse in the black mist.

Their flesh and blood rotted into a piece of black mud, which quickly dried into dust.

A large number of souls broke away from the piles of white bones, and under the invisible laws of nature, opened the gap to the underworld.

Mordekaiser's evil magic fixed these naturally formed plane gaps and slowly merged them into a wide plane passage.

A door to the underworld opened out of thin air on the sea.

The evil breath of death that should not exist in the material realm soon spewed out from behind the door like a flood that burst a dam.

A dense black fog suddenly filled the sea surface, like the fog of death on the soul-eating night, but its power was even more terrifying.

The blue water was soon polluted into a permeable gray-black color. The vast sky, dyed red by the setting sun, gradually turned gray and black as the black fog spread.

The sea seemed to have turned into the wasteland of the underworld, and there seemed to be no other colors between the sky and the sea, except for the long black mist and the gleaming willows.

At this last moment, Planck was finally able to say goodbye:

"I'm sorry, Malik."

.............

"I'm sorry, Cassiopeia."

The same story is happening all over the world at the same time.

In Uzeris in Shurima, the ghost spider swarms released by Yin Lisi ruthlessly tore apart Cassiopeia and the thousands of private soldiers and slaves she brought with her.

Those colonial plantation owners who dreamed of restoration were turned into ashes.

In Ionia's Yipu River Port, Urgot was like an undead chariot, coldly crushing the Noxian nobles who followed him, as well as their family's private soldiers.

In Belisico in Noxus, Sion, who has become the "true undead war god", once again reminded the imperial nobles of the terror of his teammate killer.

Outside the capital of Demacia and Mithril City, those German nobles who were willing to lead the way for Mordekaiser in order to fight against the Windleader finally got their wish, leading a way for their imaginary "savior".

However, the price is their lives.

On the seas of Zaun and Piltover, scenes similar to Bilgewater appeared.

Because the streets of the Twin Cities are full of the goddess Janna's "blue bird cameras", the envoys sent by Mordekaiser are unable to penetrate them.

They could only take the nobles who had been tricked from Noxus, disguised as passing merchant ships, quietly approach the waters off the Twin Cities, and then sacrifice themselves as close to the coast as possible.

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One after another, plane passages open up in every corner of Rune Land.

These passages that should not exist in the world are all under the control of Mordekaiser's evil magic, connecting to Mitna Rachen and the underworld wasteland outside the Immortal Fortress.

This desperate wasteland of death suddenly had dozens of doors leading to the outside world.

The breath of life in the material realm spurted out from behind the door, and the long-lost smell made Mordekaiser intoxicated.

"Here comes my King's Landing!" Mordekaiser's eyes were filled with ghostly fire.

He stood on the high wall of the Immortal Fortress, waving Nightfall towards the boundless sea of ​​the dead in front of him, "Go, humble souls——"

"Take back the world of the living for me! Bring me eternity!"

"Yes!" Thousands of undead souls responded,

They have been standing here like logs for more than three months.

Mordekaiser looked down upon these weak wandering souls and did not give them any other orders. He just asked them to wait here.

So these tens of millions of undead stood in a calm sea on the endless wasteland.

But now, this long-calm ocean is finally making waves.

This movement is overwhelming and the color of heaven and earth changes.

The sea of ​​death composed of countless wandering souls, under the leadership of the elite undead knights, quickly divided into dozens of rolling torrents flowing in different directions.

The torrents poured into the dozens of plane passages leading to the mortal world, and then rushed towards the vibrant and broader world on the other side of the door.

"Hahahaha..." A thousand-year plan was accomplished in one day.

Mordekaiser couldn't help but laugh cruelly and happily.

He spent 1,000 years building up his magic power and building up his army in this underworld for 1,000 years before he finally came out and took this final step.

His power has already surpassed that of ordinary gods. No one in this world can stop him. nobody!

Mordekaiser was thinking so wildly.

Suddenly, he inadvertently saw the eyes of those undead.

Under his enslavement and command, those undead souls are constantly pouring into the plane passage and marching towards the material realm.

They are but the most insignificant pawns in Mordekaiser's hands.

But at this moment, they were all moving forward while coldly staring at their "master".

"They..." Mordekaiser was stunned for a moment: "Are they angry?"

Thousands of angry and cold eyes were thrown at him one after another, which was really scary at first glance.

But Mordekaiser laughed: "Hahahaha..."

"Interesting." What he loved most was to see those souls who refused to surrender forced to kneel before him and suffer eternal torture under his servitude.

These ants who were enslaved by him actually knew how to express their anger.

very good. It's like a slap-sized puppy barking angrily at its owner, which is just fun.

He just wants these undead souls to return to the mortal world and ruthlessly trample on their former home. What can they do?

"It's just a bunch of ants." The anger of the ants is meaningless.

Mordekaiser did not take the wrath of these undead to heart, even if there were tens of millions of them.

The only enemies he cares about now are:

"Janna." Mordekaiser looked across the crowd and towards a door.

That is the dimensional passage leading to Zaun and Piltover, and on the other side of the passage is the outer sea of ​​the Twin Cities.

Mordekaiser knew that the goddess Janna was the god of faith, and the power of the god of faith came from believers.

So, where are the most numerous Janna believers, the densest, and the most convenient place for “centralized destruction”?

There is only one answer:

"Twin Cities."