League of Legends Invades Another World

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Then as you wish... Veblen lowered his head and spread his hands slightly, seemingly giving up his inner persistence and making the final choice under the oppression of the aristocratic forces.

At this moment, Veblen suddenly raised his head and stared at the representatives of the forces present. The green face was full of hideousness and killing intent, and his voice was extremely cold.

The embrace of death is open to you!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The bowstrings roared in a low voice, and the arrows glowing with dim light easily shot through the bodies of many aristocratic representatives wearing cloaks, and nailed them to the wooden chairs.

Veblen's face was icy cold, quietly watching everything that happened suddenly in front of him, restless elemental energy floating around him, vaguely forming a red light and shadow.

Now, who else is going to threaten the Rivalding Smithy?

He admits that he is far inferior to Bayer Rivalding in terms of secular vision and development strategy, but he does not lack the sense of belonging to the Rivalding smithy.

Veblen Veblen Walker, as a direct descendant of the goblin nobleman-Walker family, he clearly knows the family's interests. During the nearly thousand years of cooperation with the Rivalding clan, he has long been bound together, and both are prosperous. Lose all.

These greedy humans in front of them actually wanted to cut off the 'fat' from the Riwoding Blacksmith's shop.

Is it you? Or you? Or you, you, you, you?! Veblen looked at every noble representative hidden under the cloak, and spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, but the killing intent contained in it was undisguised .

[Intermediate Spell: Bath Rocket Arrow]!

The restless elemental energy formed flaming arrows on Veblen's side, burning the transparent air, aiming directly at the several noble representatives present.

Wait...wait...Lord Veblen, we were wrong, we shouldn't have threatened the Rivaldin Smithy.

The representatives of the noble powers present were all pale, and they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. How could the timid and proud goblin alchemist become so bloodthirsty.

The most important thing is that they felt that the arrows shot through their bodies were exuding some kind of forbidden energy, which seemed to suppress the life energy surging in their bodies.

Damn it, it's Fengneng arrows! These dwarves disregard the laws of the kingdom and dare to hide forbidden weapons in Edalas City!

Cold sweat dripped down his temples, and the shadowy man on the left looked around at the other representatives of the noble powers, resisted the pain in his body, and said.

Lord Veblen, we are willing to give up this compensation request, and will never mention any news about this war... I hope you can have a lot of it, let us go!

In the face of death, this group of hypocritical aristocratic representatives resolutely put down their postures, and whispered, begging for the forgiveness of the goblins in front of them.

Let you go? Hahahaha! Veblen looked at the disgusting human nobles in front of him, and let out an inexplicable laugh.

It's really ridiculous, this is different from your previous tone!

Chi Chi!

Under the control of the mind, several flaming arrows devoured the shadowy man with his left hand in an instant, and the flames suddenly rose, quickly burning off the body and wooden chair under the cloak.

let them go? it's out of the question!

After the war in the town of Uwendale, Veblen noticed that the environment in which the Rivalding smithy was located was rapidly deteriorating, and there were even many forces secretly coveting the smithy's weapons and wealth.

He is well aware of the hateful faces of the human nobles. In the previous secret meeting, the Rivodin Blacksmith and them signed a peace contract. (To prevent any abnormal situation after the war.)

Now? After Bayer Riwodin died in battle, these damned human nobles jumped out and couldn't wait to swallow the interests of Riwodin's blacksmith shop.

Are you satisfied with this result? Veblen said softly, with an indescribable indifference on his green face.

You are crazy!

The expressions of the remaining noble representatives changed. They sensed that death was approaching, and the green-skinned goblins in front of them really wanted to keep them all here.

Chi Chi! Chi Chi! Chi Chi!

Dozens of crimson radiance bloomed, and the burning flame devoured all the noble representatives, leaving strands of black ashes.

The interests of the Rivalding smithy are not for you disgusting human nobles! Veblen said savagely, his eyes full of mad killing intent, he looked to the north, where is the direction of the town of Ervindale, where the digs are The Renwall Mountains where the fort is located.

Special intelligence sources let him know the horror of Modrian, so he did not dare to leave any clues. As for the forces behind those nobles, he will slowly solve them.

(As a direct descendant of the goblin noble Wall family, Veblen knew the strength of the strong knight commander, and he had given up hope of revenge in his heart, and this war action was carried out by the smithy of Liwoding in the Kingdom of Stoke. Unilateral action, not reported to headquarters.)

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The Renwall Mountains, the outpost in front of the Yeti Cave.

After enjoying dinner, Modrian leaned against the brown wall and looked at the shadowed Lakstark Fortress. From time to time, inexplicable expressions flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking silently.

Lord Modrian, in fact, you don't have to worry too much about Darius and the others. The gray-white two horses

The tail twitched slightly, and Poppy said in a soft voice when he saw that Modrian was restless.

The group of war lunatics in the Noxian Empire is crazy and powerful beyond the imagination of ordinary people, not to mention the leadership of Darius and Sion. I don't think anyone in the Stoke Kingdom can beat them.

Modrian smiled when he heard the words, rubbed Poppy's head to accept her comfort, and didn't say much.

What he considered was not only Darius and the others, but also the situation exposed by the Kingdom of Stoke.

Moreover, he could leave Darius to guard Fort Dvor, which shows that he has great confidence in his fighting ability with Noxian soldiers.

If the group of nobles hidden in the shadows launched a local war, it would fully explain that the current Stoke Kingdom is in a situation of internal and external troubles. (Limited by intelligence, Modrian cannot know the storm brewing in the Kingdom of Stoke.)

Because of this situation, in other countries on the Kaladimos continent, provoking a war during a peaceful period is enough to completely destroy those noble families. (This varies based on social and national circumstances.)

The big nobles who control the kingdom and the upper class want a peaceful and stable national atmosphere, not a social form in the midst of war, which is not conducive to their ability to control the situation and obtain benefits.

Um?

The sound of panicked footsteps interrupted Modrian's thinking, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. He stepped out of here, wanting to know what was going on in the post, but unexpectedly, the cold system prompt sounded suddenly at this moment.

[Ding.... After a bloody battle, Darius under your command led the Noxian soldiers to successfully defeat the coalition of nobles! 】

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