Bright and gentle magical lights fell on the bustling palace, and the Noxian blood-colored cavalry on both sides stood still, and the solemn atmosphere became more and more intense.

Modrian stood on the dark gray staircase, his calm face showing no emotion, and just watched silently as Sigrid bowed out of the palace.

Why accept Sigrid's following? He had also hesitated, such as whether Sigrid really followed, whether the contract signed was effective, and the force represented behind it, the Mokawi clan of the Abyss of Original Sin, one of the thirteen clans of the blood clan that has been passed down in many ancient deeds.

And there are many reasons why he accepts it, such as the fact that he has control over the news of Limontanlu, and he cannot unconditionally trust the Dalle family; There is also the exploration of the bottomless abyss, books are books after all, which is far less clear than the aborigines; and, ultimately, his confidence in his own strength.

Modrian looked up at the glass dome, the blue sky undulating with white clouds, just like his heart that was slightly rippling at the moment.

According to the magic transmission sent by the Dalle family, the seemingly peaceful and quiet atmosphere of the Stoke Kingdom has revealed some internal contradictions, but now Guy has suppressed all the sprouts with his legendary strength.

The more oppressive, the more fierce the resistance in the darkness, in the initial bloody purge of Limontamlu, some of the great nobles saw the signs, the peace that had already ended, was about to make waves again?

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[Name: Modrien Peris]

[Strength: Knight Captain (Knight's Body, Crimson Breathing Method, Knight Aura: Blood Radiance)]

[Blue Essence: 420 points]

[Orange Essence: 400 points]

[Victory Points: 0 points]

[Items: Random Hero Cards, Gray Shield, Gray Spear, Raptor Cloak]

【Golden Shield: 105124】

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The rudimentary system panel appeared in the pupils, and the dark green data stream quickly swiped through it, forming a neat column of system information.

"It's time to prepare!" Modrian whispered, recalling the situation in which the rain had fallen that night, and he did not want to repeat the mistake of stepping silently into a trap set by someone else.

However, the legendary battle was not without gains, the fall of the cunning scarlet giant serpent Archibald gave him 400 orange essences, worthy of the soul under the legendary crown, containing a special energy, far from being comparable to Stuart, the soul controller who had been sealed in the fortress of Lakstar for hundreds of years.

Coupled with a random hero card rewarded for the completion of [Temporary Mission: Follower's Revenge], it is already a very rich harvest, at least the most generous since he obtained the system.

Modrian suppressed the slight restlessness in his heart, his eyes swept over the panel, the blue essence has not increased, but now it is not the same as in the past, he signed an alliance agreement with the Daller family, including the transaction of some magic items, although they are all low-level magic items.

"Order, go down, impose martial law near the fortress of Lakstak, and forbid anyone to pass." Modrian looked at the Lord of Shadow behind him and whispered.

He still remembered the scene of the change of the sky when the emerald god Aion summoned him, and even with the cover of Cana, it attracted the attention of many mixed forces in the town of Irwindal, and that night, countless sentries and wandering mercenaries flocked to the Lenwall Mountains, and finally survived, irrigating the snow-covered oak trees with blood and flesh.

"Yes!" Zai nodded slightly, turning into a shadow and disappearing.

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The bustling town of Irwindale has awakened since dawn, and the dust of last night has not yet landed, and the dim magical lights reflect the gesture of life.

Amid the noise, in the corners of hidden towns, shadows leap forward, quickly blending into the darkness and adding to the silence.

At tea time, there was the sound of horses' hooves on the blue-gray streets, and a Noxian Imperial cavalry in pitch-black armor rode by, and the cold momentum attracted the attention of people with good intentions.

But no one dared to ask, all the forces in the town of Irwindale, including the unruly and fierce mercenaries, and the cunning and greedy merchants were following the order, and the order that had been cast with blood did not dare to step over the thunder pool.

However, some experienced traders noticed a faint change as Dawn left, and they saw a change in the patrol cavalry on the trade routes near Fort Digvo, and those in hideous armor were noticeably stronger, and many of them were extraordinary knights.

In addition to these, the figure of the barrel Gulagas appeared in the castle tower of the town of Irwindale, holding a pure wooden barrel with a big belly, leaning against the wall, drinking the mellow spirits.

Gregory was in charge of the defense of the city gates, arranging the garrison of the Noxian soldiers, and the city was in charge of the city guard formed by Cooper in case of accidents, especially after the last raid on the Temple of Power, Cooper put a lot of effort into putting the town in order.

On the other hand, Fort Dig has also begun to divide its forces outside the Lenwall Mountains, and the previous killing was caused by the influx of many sentinels and mercenaries into the interior of the mountains.

And in this regard, the undead god of war Sain and the furious knight Kree like it very much, killing is a process that Noxian soldiers must go through, a process of growth.

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In the Lenwall Mountains, the gentle twilight of the sunset casts a faint crimson veil over the majestic walls of the fortress of Lakstak, and the mountain peaks are set against each other, and sometimes the Demacian dragonbirds hover and neigh, breaking the silent sky.

In the bedroom of the main castle, Modrian put down the book in his hand and rubbed his tired eyes, a very interesting book, which introduced most of the mythological and heroic stories of the continent of Calradimos.

If it had been before, he wouldn't have bothered to know about it, but when he saw something about the Demon Lord's name in the Third Abyss: Wasteland Abyss and the Fourth Abyss: Howling Abyss, it was different, and he would always read it a few times in his free time.

Looking out the window at the night, Modrian got up and left the bedroom and walked down the wooden staircase.

A cold breeze was blowing, and in front of the basement door, he saw that Darius and Tribulation were already waiting, and after nodding at them, he walked into the dimly lit basement one by one.

The dim magic light illuminated the deep gray staircase, guiding the way forward, and it was the secret room he had specially prepared.

This is not the time for Fort Dig, and the humble back garden can be used as a summoning location, so it is better to be fully prepared in order to cover up the strange situation that may occur when summoning.

At the end of the staircase that zigzags down is a maroon metal door, and the cyan runes engraved on it are like wood grain textures, which are naturally generated, similar to the style of [Chain of Breath Holding], all of which are from Cana's technique.

Crunch!

The faint cacophony of friction echoed through the quiet space, and as the metal door opened completely, a colorful glow spilled out from within, diluting the brilliance of the magic lights, like a rainbow dazzling in the darkness.