League of Legends Invades Another World

The crimson fire rain dripped down, the thick plague mist lingered on the battlefield, and the legendary powers collided with each other in the sky. It was obvious that Krabbs was completely at a disadvantage, and his situation was extremely difficult.

"Vengeance? Humans?" Roderick looked at the human-like plague legend in front of him and the dark green plague monster behind him, smiling casually, but his expression became colder and colder.

The number of plundering wars launched by the Besilik Kingdom every year is also innumerable. The killings caused are endless, and the occasional human revenge is only the loss of the small tribe.

But the guy in front of him was able to set off a plague, not only destroying the garrison in the Blackwood Province, but almost completely destroying the Koker tribe.

"May you hold on to my lord's punishment!"

Roderick no longer hesitated, and was ready to take action with Jennansen and Shudaya to capture each other, otherwise, once the attention of the **** of abomination plague came to this, the matter would be in an unstoppable situation.

The spirit is condensed, and the shackles gradually become...

Krabbs looked at the three legends in front of him with a mad look. He knew that he had not yet entered the legend. Even if he did not know the gap between the legends, he had no hope for himself in a three-to-one battle.

Bound your hands? I'm sorry for the many companions who died in vain, I still have room to struggle!

Puff!

Krabbs raised his decaying right hand and pierced it into his heart, tearing his nerves with intense pain. He resisted touching the beating dark green plague ball.

The left hand gently stroked the plague monster leaning over, the face of the faintly familiar monster showed green tears.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Marshall, for turning you into the way you are now... Regret, I won't, at least I have let some lizardmen and wolves be buried for our Fortress of Forsby, haven't they?"

"Don't blame me?...Thank you, Uncle Marshall!" Krabbs firmly drew the plague ball from the heart with his right hand, his rotting face kept twitching, and the pain caused nervous confusion at that time.

Looking at Uncle Marshall who was gradually breaking away from his body, he knew what he was going to do, just like when he took him to flee the Fortress of Forsbyro, facing the Jackal soldiers chasing down the road alone, even if he was scarred, he never evaded;

It is also like in Limuntanlu, that cold city, inhumane, filled with many ugly faces of interests, only Uncle Marshall can feel a touch of warmth and kindness, including when he returns to the fortress again. , The lifeless people I met.

Rumble!

A violent explosion sounded loudly, and the viscous dark green liquid splashed into the void, exploding the condensed spiritual shackles, and even revealed a faint gap in the triangle-like surrounding.

"A sad fate, a sad life!"

"But my revenge is not complete yet, how could I die? I won't die here!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The overflowing blood stained the chest cavity, and the green-stained ribs and broken internal organs were clearly visible. Krabbs held the trembling plague ball tightly with his right hand. There was a touch of blood and indifference in his pale pupils. He seemed to see Marshall dissipate. The last smile before the world is care and warmth.

"It turns out... It turns out that I haven't forgotten humanity, but I don't want to..."

Krabbs raised the plague ball high, and the devil murmured in his ears, as if he was talking about something, letting him know the cause of everything.

Dark sacrifice, ridiculous, that is not at all!

Detest the **** of plague!

Abyss Cthulhu!

The plague seed of despair!

And the content of the contract he signed, sacrifice life and soul, and gain power!

"I, Krabbs Naku, recite your real name, hate Grilas, the **** of plague, pray for your strength, and slay the enemy in front of you!"

The real name of the **** is the imprint engraved in the depths of their souls. It is the unique representative left in this space and time. Once the person who recites imagines the complete image of the god, as well as the characteristics of the power of the **** and the deeds left in the world, It will cause God's gaze.

Now, what Krabbs is doing is like this, but he has never seen the image of the **** who hates the plague. He just has the power given by the other party when signing the contract, and I don't know if he can attract the attention of that god.

From Marshall’s self-explosion to Krabbs’s chanting of the real name of the plague-abominable god, it was just a momentary event.

"You dirty human scum!" Roderick didn't expect this, and his face was slightly frightened. He didn't expect that the power generated by the plague monster's explosion was a little special, which could affect the soul. He was not noticed for a while, and was slightly shocked. time.

But during this period of time, the plague legend actually chanted the real name of the gods, don't you know that the gods wouldn't cast their eyes for no reason?

Click! Click! Click!

The plague ball held high by Krabbs slowly cracked open, a certain stalwart power spilled into the void, and the plague sky curtain was in a crazy state in front of this power. The blazing flames gradually extinguished, but the plague army still did not stop. As he continued to shatter his body, countless strands of green mist flowed into the plague sky.

The abruptly coming power made Roderick and the others feel extremely depressed, pressing in their hearts like a mountain, breathing slightly.

Even the power projected by the weak divine power cannot be resisted by ordinary legends!

"Haha...haha... die... die!" Looking at the three lizardman legends who were in a stiff state in front of him, Krabbs smiled madly, spilling blood on his rotting body.

[Abomination·Plague Rampant]!

The deep and secluded glow burst out like the sun, radiating out from Klapes as the center, and descending on a large area of ​​viscous green liquid.

The plants in the dense grassland liquefied and withered, fell on the ground and began to dissolve. Countless plague-infected people began to decay from their bodies. Green fluids flowed from their gums, eyes, noses and other soft tissues. The pustules on their bodies burst and shed pieces of blood .

The area of ​​the thick terrifying plague was quickly filled with an incomparably foul smell, and the white giant maggots spawned spreading around, swallowing blood and broken corpses.

More than that, Krabbs himself, including the three legendary lizardmen, all began to show signs of decay and decay.

"Get out of here, hurry up, get out of this area!" When he saw the deep and faint glow of the sun, Roderick shouted out loudly, but the thoughts transmitted to the body through the nerves could not be implemented, and it was extremely depressing. Let their bodies become stiff, and their movements are unusually slow.

Turning his head to look at Jennansen and Shudaya, the two lizard-men priests in the field of vision were even more unbearable. There was a green liquid flowing in the eyes and nose, spreading to the neck and body.

damn it. Roderick realized that something was wrong. This was a magical magic from the gods, embedded with the mighty power of the gods, rather than praying.

"Hoo~hoo~hoo!"

Facing the increasingly serious terrifying plague, Roderick panted heavily and clearly felt the weakness of his body. He realized that he could no longer hesitate, otherwise this oracle journey would be interrupted here.

The trembling right hand stretched into the golden red robe, the skin that was originally covered with hard scales began to loosen, and occasionally a few scales dragged off, taking away some flesh and blood.

A broken half of the gun blade was slowly taken out from the inside, in a very ordinary appearance. The broken blade had many gaps, and the dense cracks spread from the end to the tip of the gun.

Roderick stared at the half of the gun blade in front of him, his expression extremely enthusiastic. The hymn of praise sounded, with a vague and rough style, and then he danced gently in the air, a very ancient celebration dance, more like a sacrifice.

Buzzing! Buzzing!

Half of the gun blade trembled inexplicably, the blood-colored breath shattered the space barriers, and white traces were faintly visible. Soon there was a mighty power that suddenly came across countless realms, the viscous green liquid slowly stagnated, and Roderick's three people. The surging spirit guided this emergence force to lock in the area of ​​the plague ball in the field of vision.

[Blood·Samuel’s Gun]!

Under the night, the scarlet brilliance exploded like fireworks in the sky. On the half of the gun blade, there was a faint creeping scarlet energy condensing the finished gun body. The broken gap at the gun blade slowly healed like life, with obscure and profound runes. Flashing non-stop.

In the plague sky, this crimson spear flips like a horned dragon, causing a violent energy tide. The blood flowing in the emerald green field is guided by a certain way, suspended three feet above the ground, and then evaporates into the red wave in the sky. At the same time, an illusory lizardman figure appeared behind the spear, as if holding the spear tightly, twisting his body, and hurling it at Klabos.

Rumble! Rumble!

The dark sky seemed to break into two pieces in an instant, the turbulent dark plague was surging, the scarlet blood tide swept up, endless collisions occurred over the black wood province, and the energy of annihilation continued to emerge and dissipated, and more The invisible air wave directly shredded the plague-infected people gathered in the wilderness, and large swaths of flesh and bones rushed into the distance and disappeared into the night.

"What's going on...why is the spell blocked? Why..." Krabbs's madness on his rotting face has not yet dissipated, looking at the dazzling light above the sky ,self-mumbling.

The overflowing stalwart force tore his body, the already rotten body dropped large pieces of flesh and blood, the pale bones were exposed to the outside, and the green moldy spots covered the surface of the bones, and even the organs and limbs were part of the disappearance. .

"Haha...no...this is not over yet, I have not died...the plague can continue...the seeds of desperate plague, you should release your emotions and bring Here comes the real disaster!"

Krabbs grabbed the shattered plague ball, held his last breath, and plunged into the plague wave below. Even though the mighty power destroys the plague-infected below, there are still a steady stream of people from afar joining here, they Follow the direction guided by the heart.

After a cup of tea.

"Cough cough, cough cough!" Roderick wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, he was guarded by a half-gun blade. They did not suffer too much backlash, but they lost the plague legend in the violent collision. Breath.

die? Fall?

Will not. Roderick denied the inner thoughts. Since they can survive the collision of the power of the gods, why can't the other party?

After patrolling the surroundings, it did not see the shattered orb of plague. If the guess is correct, the artifact is probably an imitation of the artifact possessed by the **** of abomination plague, and its quality is not low!

"Jennansen, are the magical alarms around you triggered?" The color of greed flashed in Roderick's eyes, and he asked his weak companion to his side.

"Several places have been triggered, and the magic alarm to the east is destroyed." Jennansen rubbed the green liquid on his face. The power that hates the plague **** is not so easy to expel, after all, it is the abyss evil god! All it can do is to forcibly suppress the remaining plague in the body, and wait for it to return to the temple to be bathed with the divine power of the lizardman god.

"Are we going to follow?" After hesitating, Jannansen said slightly worried.

"The content of the oracle is to find the source behind the plague. The target was found, and we were seriously injured to the edge of falling. Why did you give up?!" Roderick said softly, as if telling the truth, and then looked Put it on Shudaya.

"It's not the royal capital of the Kingdom of Stoke. Without the old fellow Craig, if you speed up, we can return to the temple soon."

"Then let's go! I can't wait to see the tragic scene of his death!" Shu Daya nodded slightly, and flew directly to the east.

Roderick followed closely. Only Jannansen stayed here alone. There was no way. It sighed lightly and followed. I don’t know why. It saw a touch of blood in the part-time prophecy spell. It was me. Is the glory of the Lord? Is it still fatal?

The remaining energy tides are still entangled in the sky, half red and half green, and haven't dissipated for a long time.

............

Limontanlu, Valente Palace.

Under the deep night, the brightly-lit Palace of Saint Bernard is dotted with this vast ancient building complex. Cloudy stones, black jade and colored glaze construct luxurious transparent walls reflecting the bright moonlight, supported by finely patterned marble columns. Golden spire.

Guy sat in front of the throne, facing the tabletop with lots of white papers with countless handwritings written on it, and ice-blue hair hanging down, covering his face.

"Your Majesty, there is a strong spell fluctuation in the direction of the Blackwood Province. It is suspected that the legendary spellcaster is fighting." In the shadow of the door outside the palace, Jasper stood quietly.

For a long time, Guy slightly lifted his face~www.NovelMTL.com~ A faint frost spilled out of his eyes, and said indifferently: "Don't pay attention to what we have to do, wait for the kingdom of Besilik and Ailanfa The result of the war in the Luo Empire."

"Yes!" Jasper whispered, don't know why, he feels that Guy has changed inexplicably recently, unfamiliar? Danger? It's hard to say, it may be a sequelae of obtaining legendary power before, but he is always a little uneasy. The decision that Guy made recently is contrary to the kingdom's strategy set at the beginning. "Maybe I think too much..."

In the cold night, there was a breeze blowing into the Palace of Saint Bernard, blowing the white paper on the tabletop, and three words were faintly visible through the bright moonlight.

"who am I......"

............

The bottomless abyss.

The nineteenth abyss, hate the abyss.

When the plague ball shattered, the unknown consciousness rose in the central area of ​​the Abomination Abyss, and the harsh female voice echoed the red sky.

"Who.... Who... dare to obstruct our plan..."

"This...this blood power...is Samuel Anya...the lizardman god...I remember you... ."

It is said that Grilas, the **** who hates the plague, is a very vengeful **** of the abyss, who will develop hatred into madness, so most of his followers are extreme and emotional.