League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Following Luo Lisa, Lester put on the Black Rose robe, hid under the big hood and walked into the Black Rose Academy unimpeded. In LeBlanc's words, the secret entrance to the deep well of the soul is exactly There is no corresponding spell in a certain mobile barrier in the academy, and ordinary people will never be able to find the constantly moving entrance.

"Why do I feel that there are so few mages in the academy? Logically speaking, after so many years of development, there should be more and more mages in Black Rose."

What surprised Leicester was that the college was not as lively as he had imagined. There were three or two big cats and kittens in the college, and there were only a few people on the benches in the Rose Garden. It was almost the same as it was eight hundred years ago.

He knows that Black Rose does not only recruit elite spellcasters. Generally speaking, as long as you have magic talent, you can successfully enter the school. From a magic apprentice to an official mage of Black Rose, it should not be the deserted situation it is now.

Gritting her teeth, LeBlanc slowed down and explained for Lester.

"It's not because of Death's unrestrained hunting! There are already very few people with magical talents on the continent of Valoran. In addition, Death actively seeks out people with magical talents to harvest their souls. As a result, there are fewer and fewer living mages, let alone Black rose has been added.

Including the mage members who graduated from the Black Rose, every mage who leaves the Immortal Fortress is at risk of being hunted. What a bunch of damn underworld bastards! If I hadn't found a way to replenish the academy's fresh blood, the Black Rose would have been destroyed by death! "

Lester, who was following behind him, was silent. Perhaps because of his relationship with Kindred, the mage in the Emerald Territory did not seem to have been attacked by any masked spirit. This also caused him to be very serious about the mage's situation. Misperception.

The fact is that as far as LeBlanc is concerned, the Masked Spirit's initiative to eliminate the magical bloodline in Runeterra is probably inseparable from Mordekaiser's war.

Lester felt a little overwhelmed when he thought that besides the protoss, there was also a Chosen Champion of Khorne waiting for him.

On the other side, LeBlanc's incarnation, Lorissa, crossed her arms in front of her chest and asked with wide eyes.

"As far as I know, the black lightning in your Emerald Territory does not seem to have been attacked by the God of Death. I know it must be related to you. Are you willing to tell me how you did it?"

With a wry smile, Lester lowered his voice, feeling a little embarrassed when he said this.

"I...I killed the God of Death...but, maybe because of this reason, she knew that the Emerald Territory was my territory, so she didn't hunt the mages in the Emerald Territory."

"Ugh!!! You! How did you do it? You actually killed the God of Death? Is this what you did?"

The female mage who was speaking made an unsightly gesture with her finger, biting the bullet, and Lester nodded.

The female mage's shock turned into admiration, and then into dependence. She grabbed Lester's hand and shook it.

"My God, is there nothing in this world that you dare not do? Then can you tell Death not to let her touch the mages of Noxus?"

Lester shook his head,

"Actually, I haven't seen Mirrorclaw for a long, long time. I've also been to her temple and talked to her. She seems to be avoiding me intentionally and not meeting me, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help with this matter for a while. Get busy."

LeBlanc was not surprised by this answer, Wu Shidao said.

"That's it. Let's forget it for now. Anyway, Black Rose has adapted to the current environment. As long as you don't die and I don't die, it doesn't matter whether others die or not."

The two of them wandered around and came to a small forest next to an unnamed tombstone. Before Luo Lisha did anything, a twisted space barrier appeared next to the tombstone.

Lester looked at Luo Lisa, but Luo Lisa let go of Leicester, stood there and waved goodbye.

"Then it's time for you and Leblanc. As you said, whether it's Rose or Rosa, it's just Leblanc's disguise. She's waiting for you inside. Go ahead, Les special."

Staring at the tearful Rosa, Lester was also in a daze at this moment. He didn't know whether the clones of Rose or Rosa were controlled by LeBlanc or Leblanc, and he couldn't tell. Is it Rose, Rosa or Leblanc that I love?

All I can say is that she is indeed a scheming enchantress. She can make people unable to find their true goal even if they fall in love.

"No matter what, thank you, Rosa, thank you for coming here with me."

After saying the last words, Lester stepped into the twisted barrier and disappeared.

After Lester left, a sad-looking Luo Lisha playfully wiped away her tears, took out the influence crystal from behind, and put on a devilish smile on her lips.

"'No matter what, thank you, Rosa, thank you for coming here with me...'

Hehe, he looked so stupid when he was fooled. He even said goodbye to me even though he knew it was me. I have recorded his appearance, haha. I really look forward to his expression when he sees that he is stupid. "

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The so-called enchantment is completely different from the space portal that Nora opened with the Door Magic Book. The enchantment in front of him is just a short-distance teleportation with defense and counterattack properties. In less than a second, Lester arrived. Outside a dark castle built in an obsidian mountain.

The whole small castle is embedded on the cliff. The rest of the place is made of hard rock. There is no other way out and it seems to be airtight.

A huge ice-blue magic crystal is located at the entrance of the castle. Leicester can feel that the majestic magic is spreading from the crystal to all directions according to certain established formation rules. As long as the crystal is destroyed, the castle will be destroyed. He would be permanently isolated in the underground world. Lester knew that the ice blue magic crystal was the teleportation crystal that guided him here.

"Anyone? Pale Witch? LeBlanc? LeBlanc? Little Rose?"

After taking a look at the Louis XVI pleasure table and the lively human nail rack outside the gate of the castle, Lester could only temporarily give up the idea of ​​moving forward alone.

These torture tools all have their own ideas. He doesn't want to cause damage to LeBlanc's territory at will, so he can only express the most basic respect - keep a respectful distance.

"Won't you come out to pick me up?"

"Rumble..."

The closed door of the enchanted castle opened automatically. I thought I could finally see LeBlanc's true form, but after waiting for a minute, I found that there was no one inside the door. Instead, two blood-stained torture instruments became more rampant.

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Lester, who was not ready to sit still and wait for death, decided to go all the way and enter the castle on his own initiative.

"Click, click, click, click..."

"Train after pit, pit after pit after pit..."

The guillotine on the left is constantly opening and closing the guillotine, and the puncture frame on the right is retracting and retracting its own steel nails. The two imprisoned instruments of torture come forward on their own initiative, showing terrifying murderous intent towards the uninvited guests.

"Go away! I am not your master, and I will not spoil you!"

First left and then right, Lester pulled out two large handbags towards the guillotine and puncture rack that were approaching. The two instruments of torture, which had been arrogant for thousands of years, were stunned, and an unprecedented sense of grievance and pain came to his heart.

"Click, click, click, click..."

"Train after pit, pit after pit after pit..."

Watching the two torture instruments come up and twist their bodies away, Lester continued to move forward and stepped into the gate of the castle.

The dark style of the old castle is even richer than that of the old aristocratic quarter of the Immortal Fortress. Dark art murals and reliefs of executioners can be seen everywhere. The dazzling torture instruments twist their bodies and long for blood, and they keep getting closer to Leicester.

These 'artistic works' feature massacre and blood as the main theme, using the mutilation of the human body to interpret the charm of darkness. Everything here highlights Mordekaiser's personal style. Looking at the scenes in front of him, Lester's mood suddenly changed. Very bad.

No, it's very bad.

This is the true residence of Mordekaiser, and also the habitat of LeBlanc's true body. LeBlanc's clone brought him here, but the true body refused to appear.

The shocking things he saw and heard along the way finally gave Lester a slight suspicion, and this suspicion was completely amplified by this oppressive space at this moment.

Even though they have reached this point today, opening their hearts to each other, and being less than a few hundred meters away from LeBlanc, he suddenly understood that he had no idea whether LeBlanc, who had lived here for a long time, had been taken over by Mod. Caesar was stained with his own color. This was an answer he didn't want to face at all, but he had to face it at this moment.

Logically speaking, as the beautiful female subordinate of the tyrant, LeBlanc will inevitably become some kind of tool for Mordekaiser in the process of conquering the continent. However, in the background of the story, it seems to be clear that Mordekaiser is only interested in killing and conquering. She is not interested in women at all, and LeBlanc is sincere in her fight against Mordekaiser. She is so cruel and ruthless that it doesn't even look like she has an affair. This is the main reason why Leicester can accept LeBlanc...

However, after all, that is just the background of the story, just a text message designed by the game company. How can a game that can be released to the public depict the dirty things between men and women?

He was originally willing to believe LeBlanc, but at this moment, he began to question his own judgment.

Why didn't LeBlanc come out to pick him up herself?

Why did LeBlanc allow Mordekaiser's legacy to roam freely in the castle, as if it wasn't harmed at all? If it were not for the retention of old feelings, would the emotion of hatred allow the things left by the enemy to appear in front of oneself?

Why does LeBlanc willingly guard the well of soul for thousands of years? Is it to maintain the seal or to protect a part of Mordekaiser's body, waiting for Mordekaiser to return from the Well of Souls?

Why did Rose act like she was battle-hardened in the first place?

Many questions amplified suspicion, and the sounds of torture instruments and live sculptures filled his ears, and Lester's pace began to slow down.

There are so many things in the real Runeterra that have gone far beyond the background framework of the story. Lester does not need to give examples. Who can really be sure that LeBlanc is not playing tricks this time.

No one can guarantee that if he falls into the trap jointly set by Mordekaiser and LeBlanc, he will still have room to turn around.

The psychological fluctuations of worrying about gains and losses and the desire for exclusivity made the man stop and start to recall the past scenes, until he just parted with Luo Lisha.

In a daze, Leicester seemed to see the owner of this place sitting contemptuously on the throne, with LeBlanc crawling on the ground. The once proud woman now looked down upon her, and the bond between the two was a cold chain. The woman But he was content with it and always kept his eyes on the man on the throne.

That was an expression that LeBlanc's incarnation had never shown in front of him, but it was now shown to that superior man.

My heart is like a knife.

"Look, Lester, you have been a loser from the beginning to the end. You are a coward and a man without a seed. Women are tamed with fists and wits. The so-called true love is just a coward without balls." It's just an excuse for myself.

Look, along the way, everything in the world has surrendered. I am the living emperor.

My soul has returned, and all the souls in the underworld have surrendered. I am the dead overlord,

Whether alive or dead, I have achieved the ultimate goal of a man. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. Even the death energy of the underworld and all the nations in the world, no one can stop my steps.

And you, Lester, you came to this world and founded the Emerald Territory, but you were restrained and timid. You used forbearance as an excuse to put the burden on a woman, and used a noble and loyal woman to clean up your mess.

You have had the power of immortal runes from the beginning, but you have never made any real achievements. Even pursuing a puppy I raised requires you to abandon your self-esteem as a man, throw away the weapons in your hands, and be like a humble man in a mud pit. He was pressed against the wall like a maggot, praying for the woman's favor with soft words.

What are you? Do you also want to be my enemy? Can you also be my enemy? Are you worthy of being my enemy? "

"..."

"How's it going? Have you seen your face clearly? You're a coward who only uses his face to use women to do things for you!"

Facing Mordekaiser's disdainful gaze, Lester raised his head, his eyes calm.

"It's cold sitting alone in that seat, isn't it?"

"……What do you mean?"

“You can’t trust anyone, you can’t rely on anyone, you calculate everything around you alone, use cold blood to cover up your loneliness, use arrogance to relieve the anxiety in your heart, you can’t stop even a step, you can only keep moving forward, keep going,

You have conquered, but you have never gazed at the gentleness of the sun, or appreciated the tranquility of running water. All you have seen and heard is violence, and you regard violence as the only thing in life. No wonder you can only find these boring things in your palace and castle. "

In Lester's cold voice, Mordekaiser closed his mouth.

"Let me ask you, the lonely king who has never experienced true love, experienced trust, gained authority through fear, from the human world to the underworld, how many times has your heart skipped?"

"……I do not need……"

"When I hug her, I can hear her heartbeat, and that's enough."

After taking a few steps to reach Mordekaiser's throne, Lester pulled Mordekaiser off the throne before he finished speaking, and sat on it himself.

The new king snatched LeBlanc's chain and held the dumb woman in his arms.

"Who said the king can't be emotional?"

The moment the words fell, the new king kissed the woman in his arms and hugged her tightly.

"You promised not to struggle? My little rose? Tell me, how should I punish you?"

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