Lakstar Fortress, palace hall, in front of the Iron Throne.

Magical lights illuminate the mystical stone pillars, and a quiet atmosphere lingers in the dome.

Modrian sat on the throne with his eyes closed, and Galen, Zhao Xin, Ash and Pan Sen, who were standing silently waiting on his side, were slightly excited in everyone's eyes.

Earlier, the Shadowstream intercepted Galen and Ash in front of [Noxtola] and verbally gave Modrian's orders. In addition, some legionnaires were mobilized from the castle of Ranvasur to assist in the temporary mission.

What was more surprising was Tribulation, according to his own words, it seemed that the Abyss Pan Consciousness that existed in the Abyss Passage did not exclude him too much, it was a strange thing, after all, he had slashed the third layer of the Abyss: the Demon Lord of the Wasteland Abyss, Shadow Face Scripps.

Is it because of the reason for blending into the source of shadows that belongs to Scripps?

Click! Click! Click!

Dense footsteps rang out outside the palace hall, neatly and uniformly, like bells and drums ringing in unison.

The sturdy iron doors opened on either side, and a column of Demacian legionnaires, about two hundred in heavy silver armor, stood in four columns in front of the throne steps into the palace hall.

Further back were the Avarosa Archers, who numbered only 50 people, but when fighting in formation, the strength of these archers was far beyond imagination.

"Your Lord, the Demacian Legion has been assembled." The Sword Captain of the Dreadnought Vanguard Legion, Tiana Crownguard, stepped out of the ranks and walked to the steps of the throne and said in a respectful voice.

Modrian looked around at the array assembled in front of him, considering the particularity of the bottomless abyss, after careful consideration, [Temporary Mission: Abyss Passage] chose the Dreadnought Vanguard Legion and the Demacian Light Guard, rather than the many elite soldiers of the Noxian Legion.

In general, it is dominated by the Demacian Legion, supplemented by the Avarosa clan and the Shadow Stream Sect.

Looking up at the glass dome, Modrian clearly saw that the night sky was hanging with a bright crescent moon, and the situation in the Stoke Kingdom seemed to be calm, but the turbulent dark tide could no longer be stopped.

The disappearance of the Valrant family and the Violet Mage Tower has left Limontanlu in complete chaos, and many bloodline nobles and meritorious nobles seek their own interests, or quietly wait for the opportunity to come.

Some time ago, Horace sent a request for a meeting with the Dallor family, wanting to use the power of the current Valoran Territory to expand his interests in Limontanlu and even in the south of the kingdom.

Modrian just accepted the message, but did not rush to reply. After consulting with Svein, he decided to continue to wait for the situation to change.

Valoran had the capital to do so, and the formidable strength and military might were enough to intimidate most of the nobles of the Stoke Kingdom.

But now that the situation has changed again, the internal chaos of the Stoke Kingdom has not ended, and the Besilik Kingdom has opened its fangs and is ready to take action against the kingdom at this moment, and it is bound to tear off a large piece of delicious fat.

Luckily, Valoran was informed of the movements of the Besilik kingdom in advance, and arranged for Darius to guard against the lizardmen.

"The anomaly that appears in the abyss passage must be resolved as soon as possible, time.... Somewhat urgent. ”

Looking up at the faint moonlight falling down the palace hall, Modrian's mind turned.

Valoran can't stay out of this imminent turmoil, so what he needs to do is solve his internal problems and then prepare for a new era in the Stoke Kingdom.

The bottomless abyss, the most evil place in many stories, is on the opposite side of the continent of Karadimos.

Like light and darkness, it is always there.

"Let's open the sealing passage." Mordrian, rising from the Iron Kingdom, looked down at the Demacian Legion with an indifferent expression.

"Yes."

Countless shadows sprung up in the palace hall, and under the leadership of the robbery, the figure appeared.

On the side of the steps of the Iron Throne, where the Soul Controller Stewart was once buried, stood a cyan wooden door, the center of which was carved with a simple pattern, like a green breeze blowing.

This is the rune carved by Cana, sealing the abyssal passage that exists within the fortress.

Holding a white stone in his hand, the robber walked towards the wooden door, and through the crystalline appearance of the stone, he could clearly see a few wisps of green wind flowing inside.

Click!

A slight embedding sound sounded, and the white stone blended perfectly into the cyan wooden door, and then the door opened, revealing a corner, and the forest wall was faintly visible.

The dreadnought Vanguard Legionnaire and the Demacian Guardian of Light walked ahead with torches, in fact, with their extraordinary vision, the environment inside the passage was clearly visible, but it was much easier to light the torches for the sake of careful search.

Modrian and Galen walked into the passage together, the space was okay, and the Demacia array spread out in a column of ten people, slowly advancing towards the passage.

The environment is somewhat familiar, much like the vein tunnels you saw when you first explored Lakstar Fortress.

The shadows were obscured, and the vision was blurred, and the walls on both sides could be vaguely seen depicting strange portraits, and some strange words engraved in the corners, which were the traces left by the snow dwarf clans of the ice.

Not far ahead, a faint crimson mist could be faintly seen in the field of vision, as if there were countless evil and chaotic whispers echoing in the passage, stimulating nerves and impacting consciousness, trying to pull everyone into the sinking world.

"Whew..... What a familiar scene, a picture left in the memory. Modrian whispered, his eyes shining with memories. It's a pity that now these little tricks are useless. ”

"Demacia!"

A firm and dull roar resounded through the passage, and a faint silvery-white glow diffused from the center of the array, completely dispelling the crimson mist that had permeated the annihilation.

The Demacian Guardian of Light walked in front of the array with a silver shield held aloft, and behind him were the cold-eyed Fearless Vanguard Legionnaires, blades unsheathed and sharp cold light flickering.

The archer of Avarosa clenched her bow and arrows, her fingers resting on the string and her eagle-like eyes scanning.

This exploration is no longer the same as it was at the beginning, only the Shadow Stream Disciples can be used as the vanguard, and now the Valoran Territory has too many elite troops, and it is no longer based on reconnaissance, if you encounter an enemy, all the soldiers in front of you will kill mercilessly.

With the brilliance of Demacia, the faint crimson mist is like a trembling little animal, and it can't help but retreat, but there is always an unbelieving part that wants to step forward, and the final result is to touch the silver-white glow and disappear.

Unstoppable, the Demacian legion walked towards the depths of the passage with a determined step, and the portraits on the walls on both sides became more and more distorted and strange, and the remnants of dried blood were faintly seen, blending into the walls and corners.

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

Strange footsteps suddenly sounded from ahead, and Modrian's brow furrowed slightly, and in the dim light, the white ground appeared in front of him.

"Bone paved ground?"

He couldn't help but think of several images of the skeletons and corpses he had encountered in the palace hall.