League of Legends Invades Another World

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.mhtx. A priesthood war?

In the messy laboratory, Modrian looked up at Janna with a solemn expression.

This time, the roulette of fate made him realize that the stalwart power that the system can give is somewhat beyond expectations, but when gaining power, it is often accompanied by uncertain risks.

I hope that the gods with the priesthood of the storm have not noticed the existence of Janna. Modrian shook his head slightly, he knew that such an idea was a bit unrealistic, but the Valoran Territory, which is now in the abyss invasion, is not ready to open. The mentality of war.

Over the laboratory where restless energy is swept away, the fate card has been completely dissolved, and the dark green data torrent is gradually disappearing into the air.

Janna opened her eyes, and there were a few hurricanes and fine lightning flashes in her blue pupils. She gently held the Thunder and Storm Staff in front of her, turned into a blue bird again, and landed on Modrian's shoulders.

How is it? Modrian asked softly, looking at Janna lying quietly.

It's still digesting, but it feels very good. The blue bird blinked, and the gentle voice like water echoed in Modrian's consciousness, and the tone was a little happy and a little happy.

Hearing this, Modrian didn't look at all and said with a smile: Well, digest it as soon as possible, the territory still needs your protection. He chose to hide some information first, and wait until Janna has digested the power of this harvest.

Putting away his thoughts, Modrian looked at the messy laboratory. Fragments of metal debris were piled up in the corners, and there were some falling magic crystal fragments, like a gravel field, covering the ground.

Although he has some cleanliness, he feels that it is better to wait for a while, because he can't predict what will happen next.

hum!

With a slight movement of consciousness, an azure blue card engraved with frost runes appeared at the fingertips and slowly rotated.

【Freljord Hero Card】!

A special type of designated faction hero card given by the League of Legends system.

If it were other forces in Valoran, Modrian might not be treated as a trump card, but Freljord was different. Many powerful gods were born in this cruel and ruthless land.

[Ding...Host, are you using the Freljord Hero Card*1? 】

The icy system prompt sounded again, and Modrian took a deep breath with a look of anticipation.

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, get the hero card: Volibear! 】

Huo Cha!

Blue lightning appeared out of thin air, and a dark purple thunder card was hidden in the lightning group, with a strong atmosphere of brutal blood, and a rolling thunderstorm that almost turned into a reality.

Indestructible Thunder Volibear!

Modrian murmured, his vision was already occupied by the thunderstorm, and the surging system information was also transmitted to his mind at the same time.

......

Among the tribes who still follow the old ways, Volibear is the roar of thunder, the storm of thunder, and the Valhyr, full of uncanny, wild, and stubborn fortitude.

But in others, Volibear is desolation, a giant bear with a thousand guns and a thousand guns, a stand-up, a storm of destruction, power, and materialization.

Long before mortals walked the Freljord's permafrost tundra, Volibear was an unstoppable force that represented the wrath of the cruel land itself.

Over time, Volibear and his fellow demigods shaped the land and called it Volregard.

In the legend, his epic battle with the magma python Lund formed countless canyons and ravines, and finally defeated the beast, whose blood became the first river on the Freljord. , the huge bones it left behind formed the Dragon Back Mountains.

In the time of the ancestors tribes, wild magic raged wildly.

Volibear is revered and worshipped by all, because people need his unbridled power to survive.

The protracted wars began again and again, and each time Volibear rushed to the battlefield with his followers, they were dressed in rune-engraved battle armor. The forge was his brother, the demigod of the furnace, Ornn. .

At the time, the brothers were steely and often fought side by side, though Ornn had never been so eager to fight.

Volibear was ecstatic at his victory after overcoming the odds, and the blood sacrifices offered to him became more and more, and his power grew more and more.

It didn't take long for Volibear to become estranged from his compatriots, engrossed in their different pursuits.

Even so, there was no real disagreement between them...until later new ideas began to replace old beliefs.

The power of the Three Sisters has risen, and they want to control the Freljord and bring order.

The demigods could not agree on how to deal with it.

The ones headed by Anivia tend to work with the three sisters, while Volibear and the Iron Boar want to destroy them.

The other demigods intend to ignore them, for these tiny creatures are mortal, for generations to come.

Volibear's gaze turned to his followers - the extremely savage and brutal bear people. With them, he can beat the three sisters. During the preparations for the battle, he found Ornn and asked him to build magical weapons for his soldiers.

But Aoun refused.

He disapproved of the ferocity of the bearmen, and a battle broke out between the two demigods.

After the fierce battle, Volibear cursed his brother's name and dropped his rune-engraved armor.

Since then, he has only wished to use fangs, claws, brute force and thunder as his weapons. He didn't become vulnerable because of it, on the contrary, Volibear found himself unleashing his full power.

With renewed anger, he challenged one of the three sisters head-on, the woman who wanted to steal the power of the demigod for his own use. In the presence of her entire army, he knocked the woman down and blinded her forever—but he couldn't stop the plan she had already advanced.

Hundreds of years later, despite Volibear's resistance, the human tribes abandoned the old gods and began to revere and worship the three sisters.

Many ancient customs have been forgotten. He saw human tribes hiding behind stone walls instead of facing the harshness of nature. He saw farmers ploughing the land and grazing pastures instead of gathering and hunting. He saw large rivers that were blocked by dams and could not flow freely.

So he cried out angrily, this was not his Freljord. These changes happen slowly -- like the movement of glaciers.

But Volibear finally realized that the human tribe had been completely cut off from the wild souls of this land, and they had become cowardly, submissive, and weak.

These weaklings no longer follow the ancient ways, nor do they revere the ancient gods.

Anger and determination rumbled inside him. He vowed to shred all traces of human civilization and return the Freljord to the ancient state and the true wildness.

Humanity will be strong again. He will be in awe of all again.

Volibear's call echoed through the mountains and fields of the North, and more and more Freljords responded. Slowly, old habits and old ways are being remembered and followed, and his power is growing every time new followers join.

A bloody reckoning awaits!

And Volibear was racing toward that moment.

......

Feel the power from the wild!

Darkness fell, and thunder roared.

The calm laboratory was turbulent again, and endless lightning suddenly emerged, reflecting the curve of destruction in the air.

The apocalyptic picture put a lot of pressure on Modrian, especially the figure of the terrifying giant bear looming in the darkness, as if the ancient gods had returned, wrapped in barbarism and desolation, impacting the hearts of everyone.

The six-pointed star array shone violently, the purple thunder shattered the air, and the giant bear in the darkness wanted to step out of the darkness and recreate the world.

Click! Click! Click!

The dilapidated laboratory suffered another devastating blow.

Lightning ripped open the dome, the wild aura shattered the walls, and a few strands of alchemy liquid dripped down the outside pipe and scorched the ground.

With Volibear's stride.

This sturdy laboratory was crumbling, and the outside was also affected. Heimerdinger, Giggs, Camille and Blitz appeared outside the laboratory in no particular order, looking at the sudden thunderstorm with surprise.

Even many Hextech devices were affected, making bursts of electromagnetic explosions.

I regret it a bit. Modrian looked at the giant bear in the dark, his expression was full of helplessness. The birth of this guy would have such a big scene.

If not prevented, it may completely destroy the laboratory, and also affect the experimental area on the third floor.

Janna, try to contact Volibear so that he can restrain himself.

Hearing Modrian's words, the blue bird on the shoulder opened his eyes, a blue wind flickered, like a dancing elf, quietly merged into the thunderstorm and approached the giant bear.

Perhaps the connection was successful, the plundering thunder gradually became quiet, and the barbaric and desolate atmosphere also converged inside the six-pointed star array.

Wuhu, Wuhu, Wuhu!

The breath of Janna? I didn't expect to see you here.

A rough and savage voice roared in the air, and the six-pointed star formation, which had long been unable to support it, shattered directly, and Volibear's figure stepped out of the darkness in time.

As soon as he appeared, Volibear's huge body burst through the laboratory dome, the thunder carried by the gray-white hair destroyed all the metal fragments, and the extremely sharp claws waved, tearing apart the soft alchemy pipes that fell.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Volibear took a step, shaking the ground, and the rune metal bound with gray hair in front of him swayed a few strands of purple lightning.

Lord Lord, Volibear will use the thunderstorm to clear all obstacles for you! Volibear stood in front of Modrian, said dullly, and endless blood appeared in his lightning-like eyes.

Although the League of Legends system suppressed Volibear's wildness and desire to destroy when he summoned him, it was only suppression, not elimination.

This is a trait that belongs to Indestructible Thunder Volibear, and it is the source of power possessed by the ancient gods!

Thunderstorm approached, Modrian looked up at Volibear's huge figure, and said helplessly: Shrink it a little bit, I'm afraid that when you go out, you will destroy the Iron Glass City...

Before he finished speaking, he immediately felt a surge of life energy emerging from his body. Even with his legendary strength, he was a little surprised at the majesty of life energy.

And it's not just as simple as life energy, but also terrifying thunder baptizing the body.

hum!

Modrian stood still and didn't understand, [Knight Halo: Bloody Radiance] slammed under his feet, and the flowing bloody aura was gradually mixed with wisps of fine thunder.

With the passage of time, the thunder roared,

A little black mist evaporated, making the surging blood-colored power more and more crystal clear.

On the edge of the halo, the wheat ears that symbolized victory turned into deep purple lightning, and the red pearls that adorned the crown of thorns were also slowly wrapped by the thunder, as if the dragon balls were swallowed and released, releasing an aura of destruction.

......

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Alan Faluo Empire, the capital, the holy city of Rasl.

The crimson evening glow covered the sky, covering this majestic city that has stood for thousands of years with a golden gauze like cicada wings.

In the most prosperous central area of ​​the city, a towering white building complex is located, and a quiet and majestic atmosphere shrouds the sky.

This is the Ice and Snow Temple, the only temple in the Ailan Faluo Empire.

When Janna lightly held the Thunder Storm Staff, in the main hall of the Ice and Snow Temple, the lifelike sculpture of the Goddess of Ice and Snow Storm suddenly flickered with a few wisps of obscure aura. The head of the hazy statue turned slightly, looking at the Valoran Land territory.

Storm clergy!?

Does anyone want to use the opportunity of the abyss invasion to start a priesthood war?

There was a sudden snowstorm in the empty and luxurious hall, covering the ground like goose feathers. In a short while, these snowstorms melted again and disappeared.

In the end, only a scroll engraved with the breath of the gods fell in front of the statue.

Not long after, an old man in a snow-white robe pushed open the door of the temple, crawled into the temple, respectfully picked up the scroll with both hands, and prayed in a low voice, as if responding to the oracle left by the goddess of ice and snow storms.

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