The dark night fog lingers in the sky, and the snowflakes are scattered.

Modrian strolled along the walls of the fortress, looking up at the cold moonlight, the crimson life energy rising, blocking the snowflakes from wetting his clothes.

"The Bottomless Abyss!"

Sophia's unexpected attack on the Wilderness Plains was like the beginning, pulling out some of the forces that were secretly peeking into Valoran's territory, but there were always some doubts buried in his heart.

The moonlight shone lightly, and a bleak shadow appeared.

Looting behind Modrian's back, a subtle desire to kill appeared in his lowered crimson eyes: "Timo has sent news that a dispute has broken out in the Corkel jungle, and the kingdom of Besilik wants to start a war frenzy again. ”

After a moment of silence, he continued: "If nothing is expected, the Cocker jungle will be unusually noisy tonight.... and gore. ”

"Kingdom of Besilik, Temple of the Lizardmen."

Modrian quietly stopped, looked sideways to the west, and slowly stretched out his right hand to catch the falling crystal snowflakes, the temperature of his palms melted in an instant, and the cold water soaked his knuckles.

"Sure enough, there are traces of you behind the abyss invasion in the territory, and the timing of the war chosen this time is just right."

He stared at the evaporating water stains in his palms, and his eyes were cold: "In this way, whether the attack on the Wilderness Plains is successful or not, the war between the Valoran Territory and the Besilik Kingdom will be an inevitable result. ”

"Hmm.... Maybe it's more than that. ”

"Now that the Besilik Kingdom has already made a move, the Dark Abyss and the Abyss of Abomination hidden in the shadows will definitely be ready to move, waiting for the next move of the territory."

Looking at his clean palm, Modrian waved it lightly, as if discarding garbage: "A plan that has been planned for a long time?" ”

Consciousness sank into the League of Legends system, he opened the delicate system panel, and the corner was frequently flashing with prompts, and at a cursory glance, it was full of information about the battle in the Cocker Jungle.

Long ago, Svein and he had guessed that the kingdom of Besilik could not have fallen silent after the crushing defeat of the Shatar Plains.

The savage lizardmen and gnolls are especially vindictive.

Even the northern overlord of the Karadimos continent, the Elan Faro Empire, would not be afraid, let alone the newly rising Valoran Territory.

In addition to this, Svein made the most certain assumptions and judgments based on the social nature of the kingdom of Besilik.

The former Noxian Empire encountered many similar facts during the expansion and conquest of Valoran.

God-given kingship.

In the kingdom of Besilik, the will of Samuan Anya, the god of lizardmen, can completely represent the will of the kingdom, and no one can deny it.

The lizardman god Samuel Anya suffered heavy losses in the war in the Great Plains of Shatar, not only losing a large number of legendary believers, losing a stable source of faith, but also losing two god clones containing divinity in the war.

Even the doppelganger and the projection of the Blood God Kingdom descended by Samuel Anya himself fell and shattered on the main material plane.

"Blood God Kingdom!"

Modrian's eyes flashed, and two very profound wars of the kingdom of God came to his mind.

The fierce battle with Gerras, the plague-hating god at the Gate of Sorrows, was his first encounter with the majestic kingdom of the gods that existed in myths.

The Plague Divine Kingdom controlled by Grelath carried the Brilliant Heavenly Might, and descended to the main material plane with the opportunity to embed in the Shadow Realm.

It involved changes in the plane and the world, and he was impressed.

But compared to the lizardman god Samuel Anya, which almost covered the sky, like a real-world blood god, the so-called plague godkingdom is like a child's building block.

This is not only the difference in strength between the god of plagues, Grelas, and the god of lizardmen, Samuel Anyah, but also the difference between the god of order and the god of the abyss.

The abyssal evil gods rely on the emotions of intelligent beings to enhance their own strength, and there are very few believers, most of them put all their power into themselves, and the kingdom of God is more like a decorative foil.

The god of order, with the help of the believer's faith, gathers and produces divine power, ignites the divine fire, and lifts the kingdom of God into the heavenly realm.

The kingdom of God is their top priority.

In layman's terms, divine power is the specific existence and manifestation of the power of the gods, and the kingdom of God is the core of the gods.

It can continuously convert countless faith powers into divine power, and can be stored within the kingdom of God for the use of the gods.

For example, the projection of the Blood Divine Kingdom that was once reflected in the Great Plains of Shatar is that Samuan Anya, the god of the lizardmen, used the divine power of the gods to invest in the main material plane.

In the end, the projection of the Blood God Kingdom shattered, causing Samuel to lose hundreds of years of faith power accumulation, coupled with the loss of clones, and became a deeply buried seed of war.

"What did Darius say?"

Putting away his thoughts, Modrian asked in a flat tone, his handsome face showing no emotion.

The Noxian Legion was stationed in the fortress of Nuu in order to stop the eastward advance of the kingdom of Besilik --- the result of the present day.

"Clay and Urgat lead part of the Noxian cavalry to the aid of Blackwood, and Thein and Caterina are on their way back to the fortress of Nuu." He replied in a low voice.

The Shadow Stream had been on alert since the Abyss invasion, and most of its members were scattered inside and outside the territory, collecting and aggregating information from all over the world.

"In addition, Draven is aware of the news from the front and has applied to lead the Arena's liquidators to the Cockel Jungle."

"This guy...."Modrian chuckled softly, worthy of being an executioner and a militant, so unwilling to be lonely, he immediately nodded his head: "Agree to his request." ”

A cold wind howled, drowning out the faint moonlight, and a deathly silence descended on Lakstar Fortress.

"Tell me to go down, the territory is at war, um... Let's pass it on internally first. Modrian thought about it carefully, adding the next sentence.

It's not that he doesn't trust the many nobles in his realm, it's that the Abyssal Invasion is not over yet, and it still appears frequently, constantly harassing towns and trade routes.

Once the news of the outbreak of war spreads throughout the territory, it may cause the economy that has barely recovered to recover to be hit hard again, or even cause an economic collapse.

This is not speculation.

The disasters brought by the Abyss Invasion are far beyond the limits of ordinary kingdoms and principalities.

The situation in Valoran's territory is not bad, and the rest of the main material plane has long since become purgatory.

The collapse of the economy is a small matter, but more often than not, the city is ruined and corpses are strewn everywhere, and the remnants of the people rely on the tall and sturdy walls to resist the attacks of the monsters of the abyss.

"Yes."

He replied, taking a step back, blending into the shadows and dissipating.

Crystal snowflakes fell in front of him, and Modrian took one last look at the deep west, and walked lightly away from the city wall.

Strife is here, and relying on the Noxian Legion is not enough, he needs to mobilize more forces to face the enemy watching in the shadows.