Outside the noisy battlefield, two figures in white robes and black clothes stood facing each other. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Reginard stared at the man in black in front of him, through his pale pupils. It was as if the thousands of figures fighting on the battlefield were deposited in his gaze. That feeling is cold, and people dare not approach.

was thinking about tricks in his heart, but he couldn't help but remind himself that this guy in front of him was a terrible opponent he had never faced. Moreover, his tricks have long been exposed to his opponents under the endless harassment of his men, the so-called white-robed Reginard's three hole cards, the Pupil of Fate, the Burning Spirit Fire, and the Blade of Spell Energy.

But, on the other hand, he knew nothing about the terrible general of Noxus, Du Kekao.

He will be the first to see his power...... No, perhaps, he won't be the one who survived.

The feeling of wasting from the magic power and spiritual power at the same time made him dare not slack off, and the pill given by the general was still lying quietly in the brocade box inside his robe, but he didn't plan to do that yet.

It was a last resort, almost risking one's life in an attempt to defeat the opponent.

"I figured out the question you said last time." He smiled and said, hoping to use his tongue to delay a little before the official engagement.

"Oh?"

Perhaps there is no right or wrong in the world, and strife is wrong from the beginning. It would be better if all the resources in this world could be in the pockets of the strong. However, no one can deprive the weak of the right to resist, and Noxus never protects the weak in order to thrive. But have you ever wondered, Du Kekao, how you call the wind and rain today, if one day, those who succumb to you because of their power follow others, and they will be alone in Noxus after all? ”

"Not many people dare to say such things." Du Kekao said, the grip of the long sword flipped in his hand, as if looking down at the etched patterns on the blade, and his pale eyes were like waveless ancient wells, and there was no emotion in them.

Betrayed. Even his favorite little daughter has been voted under the command of his old rival LeBlanc, and how many of those guys who humbly call themselves "adults" are really willing to follow him?

I'm afraid the two reserve corps in Zu'an Harbor are long gone, right? Now even the back road has been cut off, only no, break forward, forward......

Until the Horse Leather Shroud.

"I know what you're here for." Reginard continued.

The general raised his eyes and looked at him with interest, as if he were looking at a little child with interest, listening to him speak of the unrealistic fantasies in his head.

However, the word that came out of Reginald's mouth was astonishingly accurate:

"The Holy Grail."

"It was unexpected, Reginard."

"You are here to find the legendary Holy Grail of Life and obtain the enchanting method of eternal life, just like the Ionian Holy King of the past, the Preshidian."

"I didn't expect that," the general muttered, "I didn't expect you to know even about Presidium. ”

"As luck would have it, I stumbled upon the notes left by Presidium, and I was lucky enough to know everything. In fact, he has the same purpose as you, he is also a Noxian, he came here to find the dream of immortality, he found the legendary cave where the cup of life is stored, but something made him give up his original idea, and decided to lead the scattered tribes here to unite into a kingdom to protect this secret buried underground forever. ”

Reginad said, confident, knowing that Du Kekao was already interested in these words, and that the unique method of pranayama he had mastered was rapidly replenishing the missing parts of his spiritual power.

Speaking of which, I really have Ahri to thank if it weren't for her......

"Hey, weak chicken, what's this?" Ahri pointed to the statue of the Holy King in the square.

"It is the statue of the king of Ionia, Presidium. To commemorate the unification of Ionia, and to adjudicate the affairs of the state with a unique resolution of the House of Elders. He replied to her with what he had seen in his textbooks at the Academy of Magic.

"Stupid? I didn't know it was a statue......" Ahri pursed her mouth high. "I'm talking about this...... Oh, how do you talk to this guy! She said with a distressed look on her face.

Suddenly, she pricked up her ears and had a flash of inspiration. The body blurred in the light blue aura, rushing towards the statue, and the spirit body that should have penetrated directly through the past was as if something had sucked into the statue.

"Ahri? Ali? Reginard looked at the strange sight and didn't know what was wrong.

After a while, the nine-tailed demon fox came out, its body condensed in front of him, and there was a thick note in his hand, which was made of parchment.

This kind of paper is not used much in Ionia, because the technology of making paper from a cheaper material, bark, has been invented here, and parchment paper is generally used only by immigrants from the Valoran continent, who have retained their old habits.

"This is? Where did you just go? ”

"Went to the world inside this statue." Ahri smirked. "But there's nothing in there, only this."

Reginard looked at her in amazement, and hurried up, holding his palm on the icon of Presidium.

This kind of carving technique is so delicate that it is almost impossible to feel the existence of the magic enchantment in it, and even he, a magician who has been immersed in magic spells for a long time, can hardly detect it at the first time.

"But what's up there, it's messy, I can't see it." Ahri muttered, looking at the yellowed papers, because he couldn't read the words on them, he quickly lost interest, and simply threw this boring thing to him, a boring guy.

Reginard took the thick note, and the doubts in his heart couldn't help but deepen.

It's Noxus.

And the signature under it turned out to be...... Preshidian Darkwell.

This surname is all too familiar to him.

The surname is known to the world by General Burnham Darkwell, who has been at the helm of the Noxian command for countless years, and has been behind all the Noxian intrigues, although he has bestowed Du Qukao with the title of supreme glory and military spirit, but the latter is incomparably supreme in power.

And everything in this note points to a mysterious and seductive existence.

Grail.

……

Since ancient times, legends about the Holy Grail have never stopped.

Legend has it that when the goddess Athena created the world, she divided the power of life and destruction into two holy chalices:

One is the Holy Grail of Life, which is used to hold the power of the spirit, which can make people stay young forever and transcend the realm of man and god.

The power of the spirit was purest at the time of creation, but then it was dyed by the human heart, becoming thinner and more filthy. Therefore, the life force contained in the spirit is the power of the counter-time.

The other is the Evil Grail, whose magical power can fill people with magical power, but will make people withered and become living dead like magical vessels.

The power of magic has accumulated over time, and the successive rune wars have brought the continent to the brink of destruction, but the power of magic in the world has become more and more powerful. Therefore, the power of destruction symbolized by magic is the power of time.

As time passes, the power of the spirit will become thinner and thinner, and the holy water in the grail of life will become less and less; The power of magic grows stronger, and the Evil Grail will eventually overflow.

In order to prevent the power of magic from flowing directly into the earth and destroying the world, Athena created two other empty cups to hold the power of magic in the world. However, in the era of legends, time has disappeared, and the four holy grails have gradually become lost.

It is said that Athena once prophesied that when the Grail of Life dried up and the three evil chalices were filled, the power of magic would overflow from the God's Cup, bringing the world to destruction.

Of course, there is another unconfirmed legend that has yet to be confirmed, and that is that when the power of the Grail of Life and the Holy Grail of Evil merge, the power of time will be born.

The power of the gods.

The power of origin that Athena used to create this world......