League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 230: Bitter chillAn atmosphere of silence abruptly shrouded the top of the Violet Mage Tower, and the clean white jade floor was set against the brilliance of lightning.

”Did it fall?”

Du Bois murmured, but no one answered.

As the owner of the Violet Mage Tower and the guardian of the Kingdom of Stoke, Craig remained silent under his crown, with an uncertain look in his deep eyes, accidents happened, making everything confusing.

Beside the white jade railing, Moira, who looked like an ice lotus, took a few steps forward with impudence, and her crystal eyes were full of incredible and horrified.

Under the crown of a legend, the demon lord from the bottomless abyss fell in front of his eyes, without even having the opportunity to recite his real name.

The real name is the last resort of the legend. It can trace back the soul and reconsolidate the life-saving ability of the body. Even if the real name is exposed, it is better than complete life. At least the real name can be moved and replaced at a certain price.

(In the interweaving of golden and green brilliance, they did not see the dark green data flow of the system, which was concealed by Ivon’s majestic life force.)

”The Bottomless Abyss will retreat.”

With the gazes of the legendary princes retracted, Craig took the lead to break the silence. This is the Violet Mage Tower, his site, and he can’t show any cowardice.

Hearing that, Du Bois put away the iron flagon, lowered his head, and concealed his emotions. The internal affairs of the Stoke Kingdom were not something that an outsider could interfere with. He was only employed by the Noble Council. Now The bottomless abyss will retreat, which means that the task is completed, and he can leave safely.

A very pleasant task. You can get rewards without any effort. Du Bois hopes that such employment tasks will come a few more times.

”Wait a minute, under Du Bois’s crown, tonight is not over yet.” As if seeing Du Bois’ intention to leave, Moira made a cold voice, and the meaning of blocking was beyond words.

”If I remember correctly, the agreement signed at the time was after sunrise, and it was the end of the mission.”

”Really? Haha, I have forgotten a bit.” Du Bois touched his head, said with a dry smile, and then randomly found a wooden chair, leaned on it, opened the iron jug, and took a sip.

Interesting, it seems that tonight’s things are not over yet, so what’s next? The intuition from the legendary warrior made Du Bois smell something different.

Is it a noble conspiracy again?

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The torrential rain in the night became more and more rapid, and the rainwater like white curtains flooded Limontanlu, the dim starlight was no longer shining, and the dark night obscured the silent city.

A solemn atmosphere descended on the power temple in the southeast area, a little golden glow shrouded the thick and simple buildings, strange landscapes emerged, and the rainstorm shifted to the streets on both sides, a rainbow blooming faintly, and quickly dissipating.

”Cunning Scarlet Serpent Archibald, has fallen!”

In the main temple, under the statue of the **** of power, the sound of prayer stopped, and Agnes opened his pale golden eyes, filled with dignified colors. Compared with the masters of the Violet Mage Tower, as the red archbishop of the power temple, he I can clearly feel the strange situation happening over the bottomless abyss.

Therefore, Agnes also knew better how shocking Archibald’s fall was. He did not expect that the demon lord who resounded through the fourth abyss: howling the abyss would fall in Limontanlu, and in this way: beheaded by a knight commander.

”Mordrian!” Agnes repeated the name of the human nobleman in a low voice, seeming to want to keep this name deep in her mind.

”It seems that all of us have underestimated the Northland nobleman, who is guarded by the two legends. This is a rare thing.” Even though he has looked up to Modrian, the power he shows now is still heartwarming. Frightened.

”Which power is it!? Why hasn’t there been any news before.”

Agnes raised his head slightly and looked at the solemn idol. The golden light was falling like wind, and it was reflected on the left side of the idol’s head, as if it were an illusion. In the dim light, his vaguely divine idol’s position stood up with an eye. The majestic tall armor figure.

Prayer sounded again, and there was a divine light escaping from the idol. It was gentle but not dazzling, with a touch of comfort, which could soothe all strange emotions.

The red archbishop Agnes knelt on the ground, his golden-red cloak dragged to the ground, his hands clasped together against his forehead, his expression focused and pious, and his mouth was chanting beautiful hymns.

Crunch!

The gate of the temple opened, Agnes walked out like a frail old man, and stopped after seeing the silver knight standing silently on the right side of the gate.

”Polit, arrange for the missionaries. Before dawn, close all palace doors and prohibit any strangers from entering the Temple of Power.” Agnes exhorted.

”You carry out this matter yourself, and sit in the center.”

”Yes, under the crown.” Pollet lowered his head and said respectfully, and then the crisp footsteps faded away until the figure disappeared in the corner.

”oracle!”

The look of doubt appeared on the old face, but Agnes didn’t have any doubts, but firmly implemented the content passed by the oracle, which was the supreme glory.

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The torrential rain flooded the sky and the earth, deep night, heavy footsteps trampled on the floor, splashing the starting point of water stains.

In front of the Valente Palace, a line of soldiers in purple armor crossed the vast water curtain and marched towards the main entrance of the majestic palace.

”Have you arranged it?” His Royal Highness Guy looked at the palace complex sleeping in the dark shower, eyes full of coldness.

”The city gate has been controlled, but the palace guards can’t penetrate it.” The Duke of Dacama walked in the rainy night, and his burly and sturdy body carried a huge sword, exuding a wild atmosphere.

”Then let’s start!”

His Royal Highness Guy once again looked back at the dim and dim Limon Tanlu in the night, a cross-shaped blue rune appeared in his pupils, indifference, blood, and madness, and then he walked towards Valente Palace without hesitation. The blue hair swayed slightly with the cold wind.

”It should be mine, it’s mine, even if you are my father, you can’t take it away.”

Da da! Da da!

The dull pace sounded again, and the group of soldiers in purple armor silently followed the two figures in the front, disappearing into the heavier and heavier rain.

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In the depths of the Lunwal Mountains, green vegetation covers the surface of the peaks, and an old tree several meters high sits halfway up the mountainside, with golden-green branches rippling slightly.

On the mountain path, a swift little figure was quickly approaching here. When he saw the old green tree, a happy expression appeared on the fluffy face.

”Awake, you are awake!” Timo stepped faster, then gently kicked his legs, and sat on the thick and soft shoulders of the old tree.

”Did Xiao Ju wake you up? Haha, I just saw Xiao Ju outside.”

The dark brown branches flicked and touched Timo’s back lightly, the invisible power flickered, and the little figure rolled to the ground.

”It was Master Modrian who had something to tell Quinn to pay attention to the situation in Irvingdale town and Lakstark Fortress. I have a hunch that it seems that a storm of chaos is about to sweep the Kingdom of Stoke.” Ivon · Jingzu lowered his head and looked at the Yordel, speaking in a gentle voice.

It’s not that he spoke a lie, but a sudden whim after confronting the demon lord with will, at least there will be few mistakes in his memory.