Wow! Wow! Wow!

A coarse, hoarse muffled voice hovered above the six-pointed star array, and the surging blood-red mist turned into a swarm of scavenging crows, gathering and spreading fear and death.

Phew!

The thick mist suddenly dispersed, and a red arm like a flame pushed away the almost substantial mist, and the suppressed and heavy aura slowly condensed, like a gloomy dark cloud haunting my heart.

Modrian took a deep breath and kept his composure, the dark green data stream in his brown pupils still flowing, but it couldn't hide the undulating mist.

He stared intently at the strange scene in front of him, and was glad in his heart that he had made the original choice, if such a vision was placed outside, it might cause restlessness and chaos again, although for him now, it was harmless, but the sense of accomplishment of knowing things like a god was still good.

Thoughts flooded, and before I had time to think about it, the strange scene made waves again.

Rumble!

In an instant, the crimson flame arm tore through the thick blood-red mist, and the afterglow of the six-pointed star array suddenly dissipated, revealing the slightly rickety figure inside, as well as the pitch-black wings that slowly opened behind him, covering the sky and the sun.

The qi machine pulled, and the faint mist suspended in the void condensed into the shape of a feather, and the scarlet light swirled, like the morning star twinkling, dotted on the wings.

Click! Click!

The clouds drifted away, and the dark crimson wings suddenly closed, and Svein stepped out of it, the crimson glow that had not yet dispersed under his feet.

Thick gray strands of hair were scattered over the shoulders, visible against the dusty blood-colored sky. The battle-hardened armor was covered with a simple coat, his left hand was tightly tucked into the hem of the coat, and his right hand gently held the jet-black cane, much like the style of a noble nobleman.

At this moment, Svein did not wear any insignia of military rank, and the only signs were those wrinkles that witnessed the rise of the Noxian Empire.

He glanced at Modrian, who was sitting on the ground and running the scarlet breathing method, then walked to his side gently, looked back at Darius who was as proud as a lion, and said with a slight smile: "It's a pleasure to see you here, it seems that Noxus is doing well!" ”

"I've seen His Majesty Svein!" Darius said with a little respect, although nominally everyone in the Trifali Council had the same status, but unlike the other one, he had followed Svein on his expedition to the Quartet and was once a general under Svein.

"Vescello the Undefeated, Lord of the Shadow Stream, and Tiana, the Sword Captain, it's an honor to meet you." Svein bowed slightly to the other three and said, as the leader of the Noxus Empire, he paid more attention to every famous hero on the Valoran continent.

Zhao Xin and Zai, as well as Tiana, all bowed slightly to show respect, leaving aside the hostile countries they were once in, their respect for Svein was from the bottom of their hearts.

This lord led the Noxian Empire out of the quagmire of war and made the Noxian Empire stronger and more unstoppable.

The scarlet life energy surged around Modrian, and he was a little caught off guard, but he didn't expect that after summoning Svein out, the percentage power given by the system was a little turbulent, and he had to run the scarlet breathing method with all his strength to absorb the crimson energy that set off waves in his body.

"Uh-huh!" Modrian couldn't help but let out a sigh, a little surprised in his heart, this time absorbing life force actually allowed him to take a small step on the long path of knighthood, such a majestic power, he had only seen it twice, once to summon the storm wrath of Jana, and the other time to summon the emerald god Ion.

In other words, Svein, the Noxian Commander, is at least a strong man who has stepped into the path of legend!

Call!

Between his snorts, the scarlet breath that came out of the breath was like a dragon and a snake dancing, and it changed like a cloud, until Modrian opened his eyes, and all the overflowing life energy slowly submerged into his body.

"I've seen Lord Modrian!" Seeing Modrian wake up from his cultivation, Svein stretched out his left hand from the hem of his black clothes, put it on his chest, and bowed slightly and said.

Reaching out to support Svein's body, Modrian's face was smiling, and aside from his strength, Svein was a true wise man, a military strategist, and a strategist.

According to the information from the Daller family, the Kingdom of Stoke is about to usher in turbulent times, and Svein's arrival may usher in a more prosperous opportunity for Valoran.

200 points of orange essence.

Modrian looked at the extraction options in the system panel and decided to continue, believing in the abilities of Svein, the far-sighted ruler of Noxus, who was in charge of an expansionist empire of great power on Valoran, and was the hero that Valoran Territory was desperately lacking at the moment.

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[Host, are you sure to conduct an advanced random selection?] 】

【Yes!】 】

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The gray light filled his eyes, and when Modrian looked at it, it was a dark gray card, dim and obscure, as if there were chains wrapped around the whole card, and the other end did not look at the end of the void, and it was not clear where it was.

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, get the Shard: Shackles of Fate (1)! 】

When the cold system prompt died down, Modrian frowned slightly, what was going on? Splinter?

Immediately, he immediately looked at the storage space of the item, and a dark gray card surrounded by chains was floating inside, no matter how his consciousness touched, there was no response, only the name given by the system [Fragment: Shackles of Fate (1)]!

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[Host, are you sure to conduct an advanced random selection?] 】

【Yes!】 】

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Modrian buried his doubts in his heart, continued the unfinished lottery in front of him, prayed for the favor of Lady Luck, and may the Emperor always be with me.

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, get the shards: Shackles of Fate (3)! 】

？？？

Looking at the dark gray card in front of him that was almost exactly the same as before, Modrian's face was full of black question marks, what is going on? 200 orange essence gives you two cards that don't show any information?

Taking a deep breath, Modrian controlled his emotions, in his previous life, as a psychologist, he did a good job in this regard, but after a while, he completely calmed down, and the lottery was exciting, but he couldn't collapse his mentality, this is not a ranking ten consecutive kneeling.

Then, his consciousness was on the blue essence, this is the few opportunities left, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's all troops, just when this lottery is paving the way for Zhao Xin and Svein, this time it's very good to get two heroes, and one of them is still on the road of legend.

This is also the benefit of having an alliance, as long as he has enough gold shields, the Dalles will be happy to prepare low- and medium-priced magic items for him.

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ps: Zu'an District lives up to its name, friends came to visit the door in the afternoon, made an appointment with a few double rows, and knelt until they got off the plane, and their mentality collapsed.........