Dark and deep shadows shrouded the bedroom, and under the drizzle, it seemed as if there was an unknown horror in the distance.

In front of the main castle chamber, Darius and Bobby and the others were already standing silently, and when the cards were broken, they sensed the oppressive aura and knew that it was another companion who had arrived.

"Huh?" Darius stood like a sculpture in the drizzle, looking up in the direction of the bedroom, a trace of doubt flashed in his dark eyes, some familiarity, déjà vu, but not belonging to the Noxian Empire.

Dada! Dada! Dada!

The sound of soft footsteps tapping on the floor woke up Modrian, and a strange image appeared in front of him.

The diffuse dark image seemed to welcome the arrival of the king, as if it had human nature, shaking the traces of slight movement, and then dividing a neat and clean dark road.

The gray iron pads were the first to step out of the darkness, followed by the cold knee bras and leggings, and then a bright scarlet hue that fell from the waist.

Eventually, the darkness faded, and the Lord of Shadowstreams, dressed in gray armor, stood in front of Modrian, his wrists and shoulder armor glistening with a cold glow.

Seeming to be a little uncomfortable, a trace of confusion flashed in the deep eyes of the robbery, but as he received the information transmitted by the system, he lowered his head slightly and looked at the young man in front of him.

"Robbery, I've seen Lord Modrian!"

A deep voice echoed through the room, with a hoarse smell and an inexplicably frightening magic.

"Welcome!"

Modrian calmed down his excitement and looked thoughtfully at the Shadow Stream, the Lord of the Shadow Stream who was in charge of the Shadow Stream Sect.

Balance is the teacher of the fool, and the doctrine of the shadow stream is to distinguish between good and evil, and the weak eat the strong.

It is very much in line with the rules of survival of the Noxian Empire, but unfortunately, for the Doom, he will do whatever it takes to ensure the victory of Ionia.

"Uh-huh!" Modrian snorted suddenly, a bright flush on his white face, and he sensed a surging surge of life energy surging from his body, raging wildly.

So fast? Before he touched the body of the robbery, he directly gave him an increase in strength.

Modrian sat cross-legged on the floor, running the scarlet breathing method, slowly controlling the overflowing life energy in his body.

However, after a while, the sudden surge of life energy was completely integrated into the life energy he had cultivated, like a rushing river, surging out bursts of roar in his body, even covering up the sound of drizzle beating outside the bedroom.

The shadows dissipated and then emerged.

Standing silently behind Modrian, there was no expression on his face under the black armor, only the occasional flash of his exposed eyes.

When he first came here, he also noticed two very familiar auras, the group of war maniacs from the Noxian Empire, although they had not fought each other, he had seen similar auras during the war to invade Ionia.

The aura of another existence is a little unfamiliar, but it is still something that people dare not underestimate, and every hero who is famous in the Valoran continent is worthy of vigilance.

The sharp blade of the sword shrank in the cuffs, and he lowered his eyes, habitually maintaining his inner peace, he had already seen through some things after many ups and downs.

Now that you have come to this other world, some of the causes and effects of the Valoran Continent should be put aside.

Now, his heart and soul make him loyal to those in front of him more important than himself.

Tear and pull!

The scarlet glow flickered and emerged in the bedroom, dispelling the diffuse shadows, and the civilian clothes that Modrian was wearing were completely shattered in taming the violent life energy, revealing a slender and tight muscle, clearly visible the surging life energy under the skin, driving countless muscles to slowly tremble, releasing a powerful sense of power.

The next moment, the scarlet life energy suddenly fell silent and restrained, shrinking in Modrian's body, and then Modrian opened his eyes, there was a little blood red left on the brown pupils, and he clearly felt that the life energy in his body was becoming saturated, faintly reaching the extreme of the body, and even had a feeling of life energy being released.

The release of life energy is a symbol of strength belonging to the great knight.

In the battle of the Aaronse Hills, Modrian had seen the horror of the Grand Knight, the powerful damage ability and the near-injure defense ability on the battlefield.

And now, he can feel that he is only one step away from the Great Knight, and maybe after the arrival of the next hero, he will be able to completely enter the Great Knight realm.

Turning his head to look at the calamity behind him, Modrian slowly got up, and five random class cards glowing with crimson brilliance floated in his palm.

Before heading into the Lenwall Mountains, it's time to explore the system's capabilities and prepare for the upcoming storm.

However, this is what he hates more, why can't he show all the functions at once, but he needs to explore step by step.

[Host, are you sure to use a random class card*5?] 】

【OK!】 】

Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!

Perhaps because of the confidence brought by drawing hero cards, Modrian chose to crush all the random class cards at once this time, seeking the greatest thrill.

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【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, you have obtained War Mason*10! 】

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【Ding..... Congratulations to the host and have obtained Noxus Imperial Cavalry*100! 】

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【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, you have obtained Shadowstream Disciple*20! 】

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【Ding..... Congratulations to the host and have obtained Noxus Imperial Cavalry*100! 】

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【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, Bloody Warrior*10! 】

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"Shadow Streamers? Sure enough, it was as I thought. Modrian's gaze locked on the shadow card inside the system's items, depicting twenty figures in gray chainmail on the front.

He had wondered if the classes summoned by the class card were based on the heroes he owned.

Now that the facts are in front of him, his exploration and speculation are rewarded with additional surprises.

[The Shadowstreamers, a group of believers loyal to the Lord of the Shadowstream, are brutally trained in the Way of the Shadows, possess pure goal-driven drive and fanaticism, they carve dark tattoos into their flesh and skin, and learn how to fight together with their reflections in the shadows. 】

On the back of the shadow card, a small, mysterious text is inscribed, but Modrian reads the meaning easily.

[Equilibrium is just a lie—we are the real ninjas!] 】

It's another top-tier class.

Modrian nodded in satisfaction, his gaze shifted to another black-and-red crossed card, and he sensed an aura similar to that of Sain, a nervous and crazy taste.

On the front of the black-and-red card, ten behemoths shrouded in scarlet brilliance are vividly engraved, and the blurred faces are dotted with bloodthirsty eyes.

Bloody Warriors!