Modled colors quietly appeared in Modrian's eyes, like brilliant fireworks blooming in the retina, and finally turned into different cards suspended around the pupils.

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host for obtaining Noxus Cavalry*100! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host for obtaining Dreadnought Legionnaire*10! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, you have obtained Avarosa Archer*100! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, gain Demacian Soldier *100! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, you have obtained Arcane Fist*100! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, you have obtained Shadowstream Disciple*10! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, you have obtained Noxian Cavalry*10! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host and have obtained Item: Tears of Shadow*1! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host for obtaining Noxus Cavalry*100! 】

【Ding..... Congratulations to the host, gain Demacian Soldier *100! 】

The continuous system prompt stopped, and Modrian frowned slightly, luck seemed to be away from him, and he didn't get any hero cards in two consecutive ten draws.

With a slight movement of consciousness, he took out a dark purple card from the [item], and a dim glow swirled around the edge of the card.

In the center of the card, a majestic mountain peak is clearly depicted, surrounded by figures in purple robes, a large number of people, as if they are engaged in war, and magic missiles are coming from the surface.

"Fist of the Arcane, some familiar names." Modrian muttered to himself, his eyes twinkling with memories.

[Arcane Fist: A group of battle mages active near the Greentooth Peak in the north of the Valoran continent, good at using fierce arcane magic energy, especially like to use magic missiles to bombard enemies indiscriminately. (Notes: During the war with Demacia, the destruction was at the hands of the Colossus of Justice Galio.) ）】

"Colossus of Justice Galio, remember...."Mordrian's memory of the battlefield scene in Galio's memory, in order to protect the soldiers of Demacia at Greentooth Peak, Galio awakened, used his huge stone body to absorb every attack of magic missiles, and then destroyed the Fist of Arcane with his fist.

This also shows that the Fist of Arcane is a fairly powerful group of battle mages, capable of fighting the Demacian army for a long time, and finally awakening Galio.

"It's a very good harvest, it can strengthen the mage combat system of Valoran Territory." Modrian nodded slightly, and put away the [Fist of Arcane] class card.

"Next, then, is [Item: Tears of Shadow]." This time, you will draw the only two special cards in the city.

With the mobilization of consciousness, a pure black card appeared in front of Modrian, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable power eroding his heart through the card, but fortunately, with the protection of the system, the strange power returned in vain.

His fingers touched the surface of the card, and before he could give a command, the pure black card automatically disintegrated, and countless fragments of shadow chips quietly merged into Modrian's body.

.......................

Light clouds and mist envelop the towering green peaks, sharp rocks rise from the sky, and the steep mountain walls and the peaks of the mountains are faintly visible, a majestic and majestic temple.

[Where is this?] ]

Modrian looked at the scene in front of him and wondered, but he didn't want to, and the next moment a thought came to his mind.

[Sahn Leek. ]

[The place where the Basilica of Navoli Equilibrium is located.] ]

Immediately, Modrian realized that he was once again entering some kind of memory scene, watching the occurrence of ** from the perspective of God, but this time it was about the Equilibrium Sect, and .......

"Tears of Shadow, what the hell is that?"

His perspective changed, and he felt that he was climbing the cyan mountain in front of him, until he saw the Navoli Hall of Equilibrium standing at the peak, the temple belonging to the Sect of Equilibrium.

[How many more times am I going to tell you?] The Sect of Equilibrium does not care about the war between Ionia and Noxus. ]

[You're not welcome here, please come back, ring!] ]

The old and resolute voice sounded in his ears, and turning around, Modrian saw the old man in the sackcloth robe, and the two balanced disciples waiting behind him.

[I changed my name.] ]

[Now, I'm called robbery!] ]

"Robbery?" Modrian's mood fluctuated, he didn't expect that this time the memory scene would unfold from the perspective of the catastrophe, and he heard the conversation, this was during the war between Ionia and Noxus, so the catastrophe returned to the hall of equilibrium........

[I'm here to get the Tears of Shadow.] ]

[Impossible, that's a forbidden technique.] The old man refused, looked at Modrian, oh, should I say robbery. [I'm sorry, quit..... I'm not a good master. ]

[I didn't give you the wisdom you deserve to show you how necessary it is to maintain equilibrium in purity.] ]

[What are war and death in the face of eternity?] Balance is ........]

[Excuse me, Ionia is at war, and I'll take the Tears of Shadows for whatever I say.] ]

The old man tried to stop it, but when he saw the assassin group called 'Flame Thunder' behind him, he hesitated: [The reason why the Shadow Tears are powerful is because it shouldn't exist in our world. ]

[Because it doesn't belong to our world!] ]

[Follow me to see its evil nature.......... Come destroy it with me, and then bring your disciples back into balance.......]

This is the scene where the robbery returns to equilibrium?! .... Just as Modrian wanted to continue observing, a pure black shadow obscured the view.

"Don't you want others to see your deepest heart? Or is it the self-protection mechanism of the so-called Shadow Tears? ”

The waiting time was short, and it was familiar, and the voice belonging to the catastrophe sounded.

[I've got what I wanted, and with Tears of Shadow, we'll be able to take on the Noxian invaders.] ]

[Bitterness is said to be weak, and therefore your sect is also weak, and I will give you the power to belong to the shadows.] ]

[Join us in the fight for our homeland!] ]

Firm words echoed through the Navoli Equilibrium Hall, and then a dark shadow flooded the vision, and when he came back to his senses, Modrian was back in the fortress's chambers.

In front of him, a drop of rich ink-like water was suspended, like tears, and a dim glow surrounded him.

[Tears of Shadow: If you take the liquid stained with the tears of shadow into your body, or tattoo it on your body in the form of a tattoo, you can obtain the Shadow Technique, which is the foundation of Shadow Flow. (Note: Tears of Shadow do not belong to the Valoran continent, nor do they belong to the current world.) ）】

"The !? of the foundation of the shadow stream" Modrian took a deep breath and seemed to be an interesting explanation, does this mean that it is possible to train Shadow Streamers on the continent of Karadimos? Or does it mean that the calamity can continue to draw strength from it?

He turned his head to look at the faintly flickering black shadow in the corner, and said, "Robbery, this is something that belongs to you. ”

The distorted shadow emerged, and the Tribulation stepped out of it, gently holding the [Tears of Shadow], and strange things happened, and the ink-like droplets of water emitted a cheerful emotion, and then merged into the body of the Tribulation, and disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, my lord!" He bowed slightly and said, his red eyes behind the mask were stained with a touch of pitch black, entangled and fused, and his figure completely disappeared into the secret room.

Modrian looked at the figure of the robbery in amazement, shook his head lightly and smiled bitterly, is he so eager for power? He wasn't worried about whether the [Tears of Shadow] would have an impact on the Tribulation, after all, when he was on the Valoran Continent, the Tribulation controlled the [Tears of Shadows], and it seemed that the fusion just now was perfect.

"May Lady Luck favor me!" Modrian muttered under his breath, praying to the gods as an unbeliever in the hope that the last remaining blue essence would draw a hero card.