League of Legends Invades Another World

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Dive Fort, in the council hall.

Darius stood alone in front of a slightly larger sand table, and every place on the sand table was reflected in his deep, dark eyes.

Delicate and small, Fort Dwarve stands in the center of the sand table, and beyond a narrow plain to the south is the town of Iwendale, surrounded by mountains and forests that come to life.

With enough war masons, these landforms are as if they were personally explored, and every noteworthy place is planted with a small scarlet flag.

Clang! Clang!

The collision of armors sounded outside the conference hall, but after a while, Wossman in heavy gray-black armor appeared, with a bright red fluttering behind him.

General, the scout found an organized sentry team in the urban area of ​​Irvingdale, guessing that there are enemies gathering. Wassman said in a deep voice, a trace of excitement flashed in his lowered eyes, a long-lost war hunger.

Is there any arrangement on Crane's side? Darius sat quietly in the main seat, his calm eyes never leaving the sand table.

It is undeniable that as an old man who followed Modrian at the beginning, especially after he became the big housekeeper of Fort Nevor, Crane's status became more and more prominent, and even Darius should pay attention to it.

The war mason has been arranged to set off. If there is no accident, there will be news before the evening. Wassman replied.

In the Noxian Empire's large-scale Chapter, the War Mason is one of the elite troops that is very close to the soldiers of the Trifarian Legion.

Silence spread, and an invisible majesty pervaded the conference hall. Wossman was still, he knew that this was the general thinking about things.

The Legion of Trefary, the most elite, best, and most powerful Noxian Imperial Chapter under the command of Darius himself, who have accompanied them for decades, have long been familiar with their general's temperament.

Order Gregory to lead 12 Scarlet cavalry, 50 expedition cavalry, and 200 imperial cavalry to the town of Ervindale. Darius said with an unquestionable command, his calm tone with a hint of coldness.

Let Cooper cooperate with you, but if there is an abnormal situation in the town of Irvingdale, you are allowed to kill on the spot.

Yes, General! Vossman put his right hand on the indentation of the gray-black heavy armor on his chest, which was the three elements representing Trifali's power, and then turned and left firmly.

The sun sets in the west, and the twilight rises and falls, like sand in a turbid current, with distinct layers, but with a hint of blackness and silence.

On the towering city wall, the lights illuminated, Darius stood at the forefront, and the dark and ferocious armor was reflected on the bluestone ground, like a sleeping lion, slowly waking up.

Behind Darius is Sion, who has regained his sanity and is no longer a frightening weapon of war, but his inexplicable aura of indifference and cold makes him look even more terrifying.

The former killing monster, now the undead god of war.

Further down is Crane and Vossman, a war mason in charge, an elite squad of engineers, warriors and scouts.

The other is the ten commander of the soldiers of the Trefary Legion, the most powerful chapter in Fort Naval today.

If you look closely, you can see that the current Fortress of Dwarf is very Noxian Empire style, Poppy and Zed have been taken away by Modrian, including the shadow streamers.

The rest is entirely the composition of the Noxian Empire.

Let's start, clean up all those who shouldn't exist, and the war will not spare any initiators.

Darius looked at the boundless Renwall Mountains in his field of vision, and a little redness gradually appeared in his lion-like pupils, which was the desire for war.

From the moment he saw the war, he knew that he was a man born for war, just like his younger brother, a lunatic who was born for pure killing.

Oh, maybe it should be said the other way around, but the two are very similar.

One for the thrill of killing, one for the feeling of conquest and slaughter.

Yes, General. After hearing the order, Wassman immediately turned around and walked down the city wall.

At this moment, countless soldiers of the Noxus Empire stood silently outside the Fortress of Dwarves, and the red warhorses that stepped down were extremely quiet in the atmosphere of war.

Clang! Clang!

The sound of armor colliding sounded in the twilight, Wossman's tall figure emerged, and then he quickly mounted the war horse and left.

Behind him, the Trifali Legionnaire followed, and then the Noxian Expeditionary Cavalry in heavy black armor rushed out of the formation, followed Vossman, and gradually disappeared into the sky.

Sion! Darius said softly, turning his body sideways and looking at the huge figure on the left.

I hope to see the Bloody Vanguard again, and make the name of the Noxian Empire a nightmare for the enemy.

Of course! Sion lowered his head slightly, and the scarlet cloth wrapped around the metal dagger danced with the night wind, unable to conceal the excitement in his huge pupils.

After getting along for this period of time, Sion respected the new Hand of Noxus, not only for his strength, but also for Darius' charm.

From his point of view, Darius is a hundred and a thousand times better than he, the former Hand of Noxus, and now he is willing to be led by this new symbol of power of the Noxian Empire. , even if there is a hell of death ahead, he will lead the bloody vanguard group and launch a death charge without hesitation.

Darius looked at the respectful Sion in front of him, and his heart was slightly relieved. In the previous Noxian Empire War, he not only

Once I saw the killing feat of this war machine, it was completely indiscriminate madness.

But now, the madness is gone. What remains is reason and the wisdom of the former general. He is more optimistic about the current situation of Sion.

Klan, I'd still trouble you to guard Fort Delver this time, but please believe me, the enemy will not be within the range of Fort Delver. Darius turned his head and said to Crane who was wearing a robe.

Of course, I believe in the general, the victory will definitely belong to Noxus, and I look forward to hearing good news from you. Crane bowed and said, a smile on his face.

Under the twilight, the bright red flag fluttered, and the mark like a double-edged axe faintly cut through the sky, bringing a sharp chill.

One after another, dark figures followed Darius and disappeared on the blue mountain road. For Darius, offense is always the best defense.

Wolves are always hungry to kill, and killing is the way to end wars.

Now, the fangs are sharp, and the blood is thirsty.

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When he came to the shadow world again, Modrian was not as resistant as he imagined, but he felt a little more relaxed, at least much better than facing those hypocritical nobles.

And he also believed in Darius, and Darius never let him down.

Everyone moves on.

In the depths of the Renwall Mountains, the pace of the spring season seems to be unable to reach here, the extreme cold temperature remains unchanged, and the white mist breathing between the nose and mouth is the tiny water droplets formed after the hot air meets the cold.

But this time, there are no weak members in the entourage. Each of them can fully withstand the cold here. As the pace of progress increases, they can already see the traces left by the Noxian soldiers.

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