Poof! Poof!

Darius could clearly hear his heart pounding, tearing at fragile organs, and the sensation of pain in the bone marrow was transmitted to the nerves.

Hiss......

When I opened my eyes, a blood-red glow filled my field of vision, and a thin mist rose and filled.

[I..... Where is this? ]

Darius looked down at the blood beneath his feet, his consciousness vaguely foggy.

[Sounds of fighting..... The sound of slaughter... It's war! ]

In a trance, Darius seemed to return to the blood-stained battlefield of the Dalamo Plains, which was the beginning of his fate.

Well?

He slowly raised his head, and at some point, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, staring at him quietly.

Dried blood solidified in armor, huge battle axes fell in front of him, broken scarlet cloaks fluttered in the wind, and behind them was the war-torn plains of Dalamo.

Under the blood-colored sky, countless flames were blazing, but they could not stop Noxus from advancing.

Bearing the scars of war, 'Darius' walked gently in front of him, faintly visible under the hideous armor, deep in the blood marks and wounds of the bones, staining the mud of the plains.

He looked at Darius calmly, blood dripping from his forehead in his eyes, those of war-baptized.

It's craving, it's killing.

"Does power exist only to destroy?"

A familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded in the heart of Darius.

He knew it was another me talking.

"So, when you break the shackles of fate!"

"When you gain power!"

"When you step into the extraordinary!"

"What would you do?"

Darius didn't answer, just stared indifferently at 'Darius' in front of him, the beating of his heart had long since dissipated, and the blood-colored power spread under his feet.

Call.........

Darius sighed and looked back at the blood-stained battlefield of the Daramo Plains, his scarlet cloak dancing in the wind.

He silently opened his arms, not embracing, but retreating, retreating, until he fell into the flames of war, silently enduring the blazing flames.

"It's all there."

"I'll leave it to you."

"What you expected! The power after breaking the shackles of fate! ”

The flames surged, devouring the scarred figures, the blood-stained battlefields, and the blood-colored mist.

Darius stretched out his hand in a daze, suddenly trying to grab the fading figure, but found that he could not move, and could only watch the flames burn.

He suddenly had an inexplicable illusion of him and the vanishing figure.

It seems to be the past and the future, the end and the new life.

Dawn stepped over a land of red-hot blood and icy steel.

When the first light shines, it is time for new life.

[With our blood and bones, a new world is born!] ]

Rumble!

The blazing flames surged incessantly, engulfing everything completely.

The blood-colored light flashed in the secret room!

Darius snapped open his eyes to find himself on one knee, bloodshot hands gripping his partner, the Black Cutter.

The scarlet axe blade reflected his appearance at this time, and the black hair that had once turned into gray and white silver hair, and the invisible power was surging and agitating in his body.

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

Well? Modrian was slightly stunned, only then did he realize that he had returned to his body, looking at Zhao Xin and Svein, who had returned to normal in front of him.

He suppressed his excitement.

With a light footstep, he walked up to Darius, stretched out his right hand, and said gently, "Darius! ”

Sonorous!

The silver-gray armor collided with each other, and the sharp spots glowed with a cold and cold light, and Darius slowly lowered his head, then respectfully stretched out his right hand and stood up in front of Modrian.

"God-King Darius?"

Modrian recalled the previous image, the crimson giant wolf was suppressed back into Darius's body under the combined efforts of everyone.

Then a deep crimson flame erupted, burning Darius.

"No, it shouldn't be. The name of the god-king is more than that! ”

Even if the power of the card [Shackles of Fate] is far beyond expectations, it will not be able to create a god king.

The power of the gods is unimaginable!

【Ding...... Congratulations to the host, Darius is perfectly embedded in Card: Shackles of Fate]!

【Ding...... System optimization completed]!

【Ding...... Congratulations to the host and unlocking new system features]!

A continuous cold reminder sounded in his ears, and Modri understood it with peace of mind and called directly to the system.

The dark green data stream swells in the pupils, and in the retina, the once rudimentary system panel is gone, and has become a sophisticated and technological panel.

[Individual] [Hero] [Class]

The three options, like concise text descriptions, represent different system functions.

[Personal] is still the same as before, it is Modrian's own data introduction, the whole is concise and clear, and all the information can be seen at a glance.

[Class], it's a bit interesting.

Modrian carefully looked at the separated messages, and only the four icons representing [Noxus], [Demacia], [Ionia], and [Bandel City] were slowly lit up.

Others, such as Zuan, Voidland, Shadow Island, etc., are in a gray state, and cannot be opened when the consciousness touches it.

He clicked on [Noxus], and the troops in it were neatly arranged, Noxian cavalry, Noxian expeditionary cavalry, Noxian blood cavalry, war stonemasons, bloody warriors, Resor garrison legionnaires, and Trefali legionnaires.

There are a little less in Demacia, only Demacian soldiers, Demacian valiant infantry, dreadnought vanguard legionnaires, and Demacian dragonbird knights.

And [Ionia] and [Bandel City], respectively, there is only one, which is the Shadow Stream Cult and the main ship scout team.

Whenever Modrian's consciousness touches a class, the system will prompt you if to summon the current class with victory points.

"With 3,400 victory points, it's time to replenish the troops for Valoran!" Modrian's fair face was filled with a smile. (The redemption ratio can be found in the works related.) ）

During the system update, the number of soldiers in Valoran's territory was somewhat stretched.

Modrian's consciousness shifted slightly, and put a new feature of the system unlocked this time, [Hero]!

The delicate technological panels fade away and are transformed into arranged panels with hero icons.

What attracted his consciousness the most was not the three hero icons in front of him, [Emerald God Ion], [Noxus Warlord Svein], and [Storm Fury Cana].

It's the [Hand of Noxus Darius] that shimmers crimson!

[Name: Darius, Hand of Noxus]

[Status: God King??? (Transforming)】

[Strength: Legendary?? 】

[Item: Black Cutter!?] (Transforming)】

"God-king? Question mark? What does that mean? Modrian received Darius's message and was full of doubts.

As if sensing something was wrong, he looked closely at the avatar represented by Darius, and there were faint pure white shackles trapped around him, entangled with the crimson glow.

Is it not completely breaking the shackles of fate?

Or is it up to Darius to figure his way forward?

Strength: Legendary?

Doesn't that mean the end?

Maybe higher, so high that you can't see it from afar?!

Modrian hides his inner emotions, this is only the first hero to change so much, he cannot draw concrete conclusions, he can only wait for later.

He smiled casually, it was still the same, the character of the system had not changed even after the update, and the unknown needed to be explored by himself.

Just as he was about to find out the data information of other heroes, the cold system prompt sounded again.

【Ding...... When the bond of fate is triggered, is the host willing to spend 5,000 points of Blue Essence to directly summon a hero? 】