League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 183: Boyun's weird capital (2)The quiet atmosphere suppressed the smell of blood, and bright magic lights shone on the blade of the scarlet rapier, reflecting a deep red glow.

Huh!

The red brilliance shuttled through the transparent air, causing silk ripples. Saroyan half-squinted his narrow eyes, staring at the younger brother in front of him, with the scarlet rapier in his hand hanging on his forehead.

”Dear brother, can you please repeat it again, who is back?”

Frowning slightly, Sawyer suppressed the reflexive surging life energy in his body, tilted his head, and looked calmly at the scarlet thin sword that was close at hand, with a golden hair draped over his shoulders.

”The old Eugene of the Shark’s Tavern provides the exact source of the information. You should know his credibility.”

The credibility of gold hidden in the dark was not bought with gold shields, but slowly accumulated over decades.

”As for the reason I’m here, it’s very simple. Someone asked me to remind you not to make things too much. At this critical moment, the Dal family may get involved.”

The scarlet sword light chopped up the luxurious carpet on the ground, leaving traces of the remaining life energy in the air during the active period.

”Ha, who made the promise back then? Who is destroying it now?” Saroyan stared at Sawyer in front of him, a touch of madness appeared on his feminine face.

”I have lost the symbol of a man. I thought I had lost the opportunity for revenge. Now that the time has come, do you think I will give up?”

Looking at the room environment full of sword marks, Sawyer lowered his eyes, and the color of sarcasm flashed away. As his brother, Saroyangui was the third prince of the Stoke Kingdom and was also a popular contender for the throne. But after that accident, the loss of Saroyan, who was a symbol of man, also meant that he completely lost the right to inherit the throne.

And Saroyan, who is slightly neurotic at the moment, is the distorted personality, extravagant, moody, and moody caused by the subsequent effects of the original event.

Under the exchange of interests, it is hard to imagine that, as the kingdom’s three princes, after suffering a terrible shame, he could only force the other party to leave the territory of the Stoker Kingdom and never return.

It’s ridiculous, and it’s real!

There is not only Saroyan’s own reason, but also the reason why the Dal family sacrificed its own inherent interests. The interests of a top noble family are enough to make the Valente family regress.

”The coming kingdom storm will be your opportunity, and it will also be your grave!”

Sawyer took a deep look at Saroyan with a sullen face, and finally left silently. His warning has been brought, and it is now known whether Saroyan can hear it.

”Who is it that makes me so crazy?”

Strange whispers echoed in the room, the scarlet rapier was inserted diagonally into the damaged carpet, and Saoyan watched Saoye disappear into the night.

”It’s you, **** it, you hypocrites, who made me lose everything!”

If the priest of the temple came earlier, if any mage proficient in healing came, how could he lose the symbol of man, even if he finally took it back? The part damaged by the impact of life energy has long lost its activity.

”Ha, the final victory or defeat is still in the future. I don’t know who will have the last laugh. Is it you? Or me? Or our ‘respected’ eldest brother. The path of fate makes it impossible to see clearly!”

The magical lights gleamed, illuminating the dilapidated and chaotic room. Saroyan quietly looked at himself in the bronze mirror. His brows were a bit like Guy, but his face was slightly feminine, with a hint of falcon-like eyes in his eyes. Crazy, slightly curled blonde hair is neatly groomed.

He just stared at himself in the territory, letting time pass quietly, and the quiet atmosphere became more and more dense, covering this small area.

When the breeze started, a figure wearing a pure black cloak appeared in the room. After quickly looking around the surroundings, he stood silently on the spot.

”Hey, Saroyan, is there anything important?” The voice was like a neighing poisonous snake, but with some weird coquettishness, it was hard to tell whether it was a male or a female.

”It’s time to fulfill the promise. I need to mobilize a part of the shadow’s power!” Saroyan turned his body, looking at the person in front of him with her feminine and calm eyes.

”Of course, the Lord of Shadows can hear your voice.” The black figure hung down below, and an inexplicable voice sounded.

”Who is the target?”

”Horace Lindbergh Dahler!”

Silence fell, and the black figure pressed the cloak very low. The whole person seemed to be a pitch-black shadow, motionless, but what could be clearly felt was that the muscles under the cloak were tightening, as if a wave of power swept across.

”Hey, the goal this time is a bit... The price you paid before was not enough for us to take action. Not everyone can afford the Dal family’s counterattack!”

”Then what do I have to pay? As long as I have, it can be used as the price of this shot.” Saroyan said madly. Of course he knows the reputation of the Dal family in the capital, but don’t forget, he is the same. He is also the heir of the Valente family, even if this right has long existed in name.

”I believe that His Royal Highness Saroyan will not be stingy with wealth and rights!” the figure in the black cloak whispered. ”Now there is a small matter to trouble your Royal Highness.”

”The Lord of Shadows Yu Ling, a noble adult is coming to the royal capital~www.NovelMTL.com~ I hope we can help him deal with related matters, but he lacks a sufficient identity!”

”Who is it?” Saroyan raised his brows and asked in confusion.

”The son of a viscount is also a person who knows how to return!” A strange voice echoed in the room, and a faint black mist filled the four corners of the room.

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The dark night shades Limontanlu, and the power temple in the southeast corner is like a sleeping behemoth half-lying in the city, the solemn atmosphere is enveloped, and there are occasionally one or two cultists passing by in the broad and solemn building complex. Harmony priest.

”Is the source certain?” Agnes Rodney, the red-clothed archbishop of the Temple of Power opened his turbid eyes and asked softly.

”Sure, Baron Modrian has entered the royal capital and lives in a residence under the name of the Cecil family.” The silver-armored knight half-kneeled on the smooth ground responded with a respectful voice, his cold eyes couldn’t hide Chiguo’s. Hatred.

”The timing is wrong, we will continue to wait!” A bright golden light flashed in the muddy eyes, and Agnes sighed suddenly in her heart.

The council of nobles is holding a meeting, and now is the time when the nobles are most powerful, even if he is a legend stepping into his own way, he has to avoid the edge for the time being.

The most important thing is that Valant V, who has always controlled the power and suppressed many temple missions, has not yet fallen. Even if there is news of a serious illness, no one can be sure of the final facts.

Is it a conspiracy? Or is it fact?

The previous few cleansing of the viscous blood gathered into a blood, flowing in the streets of Limuntanlu, and the rust-like smell has not yet dissipated.

”Father God is watching here, and the brilliance of power will take care of this ‘desolate’ land again.”