【Hero Card: Darius】!

Ignoring the earlier part of the system's information, Modrian focused all his attention on the lifelike crimson card inside the item.

The mysterious runes were carefully carved on the surface of the card, and there was a faint glow in the corners of the edges, like the bloody and violent aura of an ancient beast, filling Modrian's pupils.

There is no information about it, and just by the name of the card, Modrian already knows the hero he is summoning.

Darius!

Hand of Noxus, Darius!

Modrian's favorite hero in his previous life, one of the Supreme Three-member Council of the Noxian Empire, gradually grew from a nobody to a Noxian hand, splitting the bodies of countless enemies - including Noxus himself.

Especially on the blood-stained battlefield of the Dalamo Plains, when Darius even beheaded a Noxian general, only because the coward gave the order to retreat.

This is Darius, who never doubts the justice he executes, and the hand of Noxus after raising the tomahawk will not hesitate!

It can also be said that among all the heroes in League of Legends, it is very suitable for Modrian's current situation, pioneering knights, pioneering in cold and dangerous areas, killing is inevitable.

And the Hand of Noxus Darius is not only synonymous with killing, but also the supreme commander of the army of the Noxian Empire, who has experienced countless baptisms of war.

Modrian took a deep breath and calmed down the emotions stirring in his heart, and the predetermined fate was to be broken after all.

[Summon: Darius]!

The crimson cards instantly shattered into foam, turning into wisps of red light that swirled around the ground inside the tent, as if they were naturally engraved with a complex and mysterious six-pointed star array.

Time kept passing, and the accumulated rich red light bloomed like a bloody rose, and a tall and burly figure slowly emerged from the six-pointed star array until it finally condensed.

Wearing hideous steel armor, a scarlet cloak that swayed without wind, a full head of short hair standing proudly like a lion, and a face as hard as a sculpture, revealing an extremely confident and domineering temperament.

Behind it was a huge and terrifying black battle axe, the sharp blade of which shimmered with cold coldness, and the thick chains encircled the handle like a dragon, and the smell of blood and violence permeated the tent.

The tall and burly middle-aged man looked around, his tiger-like pupils were blind, like the pressure of the falling waves suddenly descending on the tent, showing the way of the world's hegemon.

"I, Darius, follow the call of ancient glory, swear by life, covenant with blood, and am willing to fight for Lord Modrian!" Darius got down on one knee in front of Modrian and bowed his head.

"Welcome, Darius!"

Modrian's expression was slightly frozen, but he reacted immediately, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Darius, with a surprised smile on his melancholy face.

"It is my glory to be loyal to you!" Darius replied respectfully.

Modrian's outstretched hands had just put on Darius's shoulders, and when he touched the hideous steel armor, his face changed suddenly, and he felt a sudden increase in the domineering and fierce life energy in his body, surging inside his body.

Immediately decided, Modrian asked Darius to guard him, and he immediately sat down in the tent and ran the scarlet breathing method.

The Scarlet Breathing Method is a mid-level knight's breathing method taught to him by Modrian's father, Viscount Brooke, and it is a unique method that can gradually make ordinary people become knights.

Generally speaking, only those who have successfully stimulated their life energy through continuous practice of the knight's breathing method can be called a knight.

As for the knight apprentices and knight squires, they are all climbers and hard-working people who walk the path to the [Knight].

And now I don't know what the situation is, Modrian's body suddenly has a domineering and fierce life energy.

However, with the memory of his predecessor, Modrian skillfully followed the operation of the Scarlet Breathing Method, quickly entered the cultivation state, and began to slowly control the overflowing life energy in his body.

As the domineering and fierce life energy ran in the body, Modrian's face became red, his heart beat strongly and powerfully, and dense sweat seeped out of the pores, staining the inner lining, which was a phenomenon produced by the rapid flow of blood throughout the body.

As time passed, Modrian's face became more and more red, and layers of black substance could be seen oozing from the skin, collecting on the surface of the skin with sweat.

Call!

Modrian exhaled lightly, opened his energetic eyes, and then a look of surprise appeared on his melancholy face, and after absorbing the sudden appearance of life energy, he suddenly found that his strength had broken through to the knight's squire, and even faintly reached the limit, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the knight realm.

Knight!

The knight who has mastered the life energy, which can be called a transcendent profession, is the standard for walking in the continent of Karadimos, and every nobleman of the kingdom will pay tribute to the knight and recruit him.

Modrian stood up from the floor in the tent, and there was a sudden sound of fried beans all over his body, and the muscles on his body were sore, as if he had just played an extreme sport.

As the soreness faded, Modrian clenched his fists, and the abundant strength felt like he was in control of the world, but he was very aware of himself, and it was only a vanity after suddenly gaining strength.

After moving his body, Modrian set his eyes on Darius's body, and the information transmitted by the League of Legends system let him know that the domineering and fierce life energy came from Darius.

Each time a hero is summoned, the host will receive a certain amount of strength bonuses for that hero, but the strength gained does not change as the hero's strength increases.

From the information, it can also be known that the summoned heroes are real beings, with original memories, and can self-cultivate, self-improve their strength, and absorb the knowledge they need.

And the cultivation talent must be the top talent, after all, every hero in the League of Legends is a legendary hero who is famous in the Valoran Continent.

Although Modrian has some regrets about the bonus of starting strength, for the sake of long-term development and planning, he feels that he does not need to care about that loss.

【Ding....... Temporary Mission Released! 】

[Temporary Mission: Nightfall Kill]

【Reward: Blue Essence*20】

[Description: The darkness between the nobles is always unexpected by outsiders, and you are about to face a conspiracy attack on you who have become an outcast, and what you need to do is to defeat them and celebrate your new life with a feast of blood. 】

The cold and stiff system prompt sounded in Modrian's ears, and the content information in it made his face a little heavy, this was a temporary task issued by the system, and it also meant that the danger of attack and killing was coming.

"My brother, even if I have left Perris Castle and lost the inheritance of the viscount, are you not going to let me go?"

Modrian muttered to himself, through the memory fragments of his predecessor, he found that there seemed to be a hidden black hand behind many things silently manipulating, as for who it was, he was not the ignorant and innocent teenager he used to be.

Kadir Jeffrey Perris, Modrian's elder brother, has the first inheritance of the Perris family, graduated from the Royal Capital Knight Academy, is a genius in the Stoke Kingdom, and is also a knight who has mastered life energy.

"The struggle for the inheritance of the nobility, fratricidal brotherhood, is really inexplicably ridiculous!"

The imminent attack was expected, but for the darkness of the nobles and the attack at night, Modrian still had no psychological adaptation after all.

Silently, he took out his own weapon from the tent, a heavy, sharp cyan greatsword, a gift from his father, Viscount Brooke, at Modrian's bar mitzvah.

"Darius, fight with me tonight!" Modrian turned his head to look at Darius beside him, his brown eyes fearless.

"Follow your will, Lord Modrian!"