The silver moon hangs in the night sky, and the white yarn spills over the heavens and the earth.

Lakstak Fortress, the main fort study, the lights flicker, flickering.

Modrian sat behind his desk, carefully looking at the military letterhead in his hand, his brow furrowed slightly.

The letterhead is engraved with a red postmark in the upper left corner, which resembles a double-edged axe, which is very eye-catching.

This is an important letterhead from the Noxian Legion.

The index finger brushed over the letterhead, and the crimson life energy surged, melting away the postmark imprint.

Modrian opened the letterhead casually and read it carefully, there was not much content on the letterhead, it was very concise.

Darius, Teemo, and others report on military operations in Blackwood Province.

In the brutal and bloody Scout War, the Noxus Scouts and the main ship scouts infiltrated the defense line formed by the Lizardmen Scouts, and learned that the number of Gnoll Legions and Lizardmen sent by the Kingdom of Besilik was somewhat unimaginable, far more than the Great Plains of Shatar.

In addition, after the fall of four legendary crowns at the hands of Teemo and Tucci, the Lizardmen Temple dispatched a number of legendary-level temple priests.

They clash with Timo and the others in teams, and frequently use charismatic magic to suppress the Scout infiltration of Valoran.

At the end of the letterhead, red text is highlighted.

The Reser Garrison, the think tank that guards the Nuu Fortress, made a judgment that the Lizardmen Temple took this war very seriously and suspected that there was a conspiracy behind it.

"Legend's Fall?" Modrian nodded, and a systematic voice sounded from before, prompting him to obtain the orange essence.

He also wondered what was going on, it turned out to be the legend that Teemo and Tucci had hunted with their hands.

After the system is updated, even if Modrian himself is not on the battlefield, as long as he is a legendary or above powerhouse killed by his heroes, he can get orange essence.

However, it can be seen from this that the judgment of the Rayser garrison is correct and accurate.

The kingdom of Besilik has indeed poured a lot of effort into this battlefield, and many temple priests of legendary strength have been dispatched frequently. At that time, at the critical moment of the war, it is not impossible for the lizardman god Samuel Anya to come in real form.

"Has the movement of the Southern Legion of the Elanfaro Empire been investigated clearly?"

Modrian asked aloud as he looked into the shadows in the corner of the study. The invasion of the Abyss has plunged the main material plane into endless chaos, and the trade between the two sides has been interrupted, let alone communication with each other.

Once Valoran starts a war with the Besilik Kingdom, then he must take into account the attitude and movements of the Elanfaro Empire, which is far more terrifying than the Besilik Kingdom.

The shadow twisted, and he stood in front of him, and replied softly, "I can't know the movements of the Southern Legion for the time being. As if sensing that the answer would displease Modrian, he added a few words.

"I've arranged for Najuri to personally lead a Shadow Stream team to set off for the Elder Faro Empire, and I think news will come back soon."

Hearing this, Modrian closed his eyes and thought, and unconsciously tapped the table with his left hand, pointing at the crimson letterhead. It is mentioned in the content that there are many shadows of the northern lizardmen tribe in the war legion of the Besilik Kingdom this time.

"It's strange that the Elder Faro Empire just let the Besilik Kingdom evacuate the Northern Legion and be indifferent?"

"Or is there an agreement between the two?"

Modrian opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Send an order to Ash, the Gate of Grief will strengthen its vigilance, and be careful of the Elangfaro Empire." He never believed that there must be some other reason why the vast empire, known as the Uncrowned King of the North, would descend into abyssal chaos.

"Where's Wallybell?"

"Uh... His Majesty Wallybell is in the Lenwall Mountains. He hesitated for a moment, then replied softly, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"Where is he going to do something?" Seeing the strange expression of the robbery, Modrian asked suspiciously, there is only a small mountain range in the Lemmor Mountains that stretches across the continent of Calradimos, and it is rumored that there is a terrifying place in the depths.

"I said I liked the environment there, hmm.... Earlier, His Majesty Wollibel was still pestering His Majesty Ion, trying to learn from him, and after receiving a refusal reply, His Majesty Wollyber began to advance into the depths of the Lemmwall Mountains. ”

Hearing Sad's answer, Modrian was speechless, as the ancient demigod of Freljord, the savage and strange power represented by Voliber's crown, he was very eager to fight.

Heading to the depths of the Lemmor Mountains in search of the joy of battle seems like normal behavior, but he sees something strange behind it.

"Inform His Majesty Voliber and let him come back immediately, the Gate of Sorrow needs his help, and Ash alone is not enough to face the Southern Legion of the Elanfaro Empire."

In the historical record of Freljord, it was the appearance of the three sisters that ended the age of the Old Gods and opened a new chapter in the Land of Glaciers.

Perhaps there was a reason why Volibel did not want to stay at the Gate of Sorrow, after all, it was the tribe that had teamed up with other demigods to drive him away.

"Huh?" Modrian's expression moved, and he saw the magic teleportation stone placed on his desk flickering brightly, and subtle energy fluctuations surging into the air.

Consciousness fell into it, and the message engraved by Bobby reached his mind through the Communication Stone.

"The Yellow Sand Plains, the Extraordinary Phenomena, and ..... Abyssal Evil God? After Modrian received all the information, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The Blackwood Province in the western part of the territory is engaged in a war with the Besilik Kingdom, but the Yellow Sand Plain bordering the east has suddenly appeared an extraordinary phenomenon, and there is also the breath of an abyssal evil god.

"The fish have bitten the hook, and it looks like the shady guys can't wait."

Ever since Sophia's attack, Modrian had been able to perceive the wave of darkness surrounding Valoran's Territory.

Thinking of the recent harvest, he muttered to himself, "I hope you don't disappoint me, after all, I have prepared a carnival sound for you." ”

The Magic Teleportation Stone extinguished its glow and returned to its original form.

Modrian looked at the calamity beside him and commanded, "Inform Your Majesty Svein and start executing the plan." ”

"Yes." He replied in a low voice, then remembered something, and continued: "Recently, Svi was not in Limontanlu with His Majesty the crown, and left for the Nuu Fortress. ”

"Nuu Fortress?" Modrian's face was bewildered, it was where the Noxian Legion was stationed.

"Does His Majesty Svein want to participate in this war in the kingdom of Besilik?"

Zai shook his head slightly, the crimson brilliance of his eyes flickered and dimmed, and the war information frequently transmitted by the shadow stream of the Kuroki Province recently aroused the hidden desire to kill in his heart.

"No, when His Majesty Svein left Limontanlu with a message, he simply went to meet Darius and the Noxian legion that was about to depart."

"So who's guarding Limontanlu now?" Modrian asked.

Svein's departure must have his own considerations, he will not interfere in the hero's own affairs, and he also believes that Svein will not affect the plan.

"Cassiopeia!"