War College.

This is arguably the most elaborate and rigorous obsidian building in the Valoran continent. From time to time there was a majestic fluctuation of magic, followed by roaring quarrels and crackling sounds, and those vibrations that occasionally spread out from the War College unexpectedly set off a violent wind in the realm of League of Legends, and even the clouds in the sky changed color.

"Darius, it seems that you are determined to provoke a war between Ionia and Noxus!"

The man in green with seven strange light bulbs on his head had hideous eyes, and his fists hung down to the long table, only to hear "Bang! With a bang, the wine in front of the man was shattered! The deep purple liquor was quickly absorbed by the fine silk, and then dripped down the feet of the Sky Magic Wood onto the man's black boots.

He roared and sat up from the bench, the wine spilling up, and before the crystal clear wine had even landed, his large and steady hand could not resist touching the long knife.

He couldn't help but want to smash the bastard named Darius to pieces!

"Master Yi, everyone knows that you are a fifteenth-order holy demon guide, do you want to rely on your magic power to destroy me in the War College in full view of everyone? Hehe! I think that in that case, Lord Jericho Svein would be happy to direct the most terrifying power at you Ionia. ”

The man in light red heavy armor had a pale and ethereal white in front of his short black hair, he crossed his arms, and his resolute cheeks seemed to be born to exude a domineering and ruthless temperament, however, it was a kind of ruthlessness that can only be possessed by being born and dying in the midst of thousands of armies, bathed in countless blood.

He glanced at Master Yi contemptuously, even though this man was one of the top magicians in the Valoran Continent, his tone still didn't show a trace of respect: "You must understand that Caterina has been removed from the title of Nine Kings by our Emperor, and now the one who represents Noxus is my Noxian Hand Darius!" ”

Caterina was actually removed from the title of Nine Kings?

This news shocked the eight people present, including Master Yi, as the daughter of General Du Kekao, who made all countries fearful, she has always represented a pivotal position in the League of Legends, excellent negotiations, calm judgment, and has an unshakable position among its nine kings.

The Nine Kings symbolize the representatives of the nine countries, and what kind of mortal sin did Catalina commit to allowing such an excellent person to be removed from the title of Nine Kings?

The sound of his heart beating came into Master Yi's ears, and he felt a little sad, so he took a deep breath of pure magic and spit out this magic source heavily.

Since he is the identity of the Nine Kings, even if he is one of the three masters of the War Academy, he must pretend to him, even if he is already angry and wants to level Noxus!

Seeing Master Yi's fury forcibly suppressed, Noxus's hand also decided not to make any more provocative words, and under the gaze of everyone with bated breath, he threw a round and transparent crystal into the air, this record crystal seemed to have magical power, and it froze above the huge long table.

When this crystal, which was condensed with countless magic particles, began to gradually emerge, the resentful and angry Master Yi, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched and froze, whiter than the weathered chalk.

How could they not recognize the scene in the picture? Who wouldn't know?

It is one of the top ten most impregnable lands in the Land of Runeterra, and the world-famous throat of the Hokuriku!

However, what shocked them was that a hideous crack more than seven zhang long and one zhang wide appeared above the throat!

What made them shudder even more was that under the deep rift, a wound about half a foot long was rolling heavy snowflakes from the North Continent into it, and the roaring north wind was ruthlessly tearing at the fortress, and a young man stood quietly on top of the shocking earthen pillar, holding the corpse of the Wind Blade, with a hideous face.

He is the public enemy of the War College, the old enemy of the Valoran Continent, and the legendary cursed of fate - Wu Wenxu!

"This ......"

A man wearing a Nordic medieval general's helmet and a crimson cloak looked dumbfounded, although only his dark and unrealistic eyes could be revealed in the airtight bronze helmet, and the man's wriggling throat betrayed his shock at this moment.

He was the famous Lord of Rakore, the great and glorious Lord of War who worshipped the art of war, the sun god.

"The throat of the Hokuriku has been destroyed."

Even the king of the ice veins of Freljord, the king of the barbarians full of wildness and war, Tydamir, couldn't help but clench the corner of the table, and the expensive silk was suddenly torn to pieces by his savage hands.

"The ice phoenix spreads its wings."

The magical particles in the air were suddenly filled with the smell of ice, and if you have lived in the fortress of Xuege for a long time, you must be very familiar with her, she is the guardian of the Iron Ridge Mountains, the ice crystal phoenix Anivia.

If it is said that in this grand seat, the only ones who can still appear calm and calm now are the two guys who sit opposite each other.

One is the Void Prophet Marzaha, whom even Master Yi is deeply afraid of, and the other is the demigod Soraka, who once almost had a godhead and fell into the mortal dust because of a curse, and will change his appearance with the star tide.

They all belong to the three major masters of the War Academy, and their power is even far superior to that of Master Yi, and as for the Void Prophet Malzaha, even the Son of the Stars, Soraka, can't see his depth.

Because he is the most mysterious person in the Valoran continent, there is no one.

Darius, who was wearing the general's heavy armor, glanced at everyone with a fierce eye, and then said seriously in an extremely solemn tone: "Master Yi's apprentice helped Wu Wenxu destroy our Noxus North Continent throat, everyone, should we discuss this matter seriously?" ”

"Ahem."

Prince Demacia, one of the two most powerful countries in the Valoran continent, coughed heavily, and then he elegantly took out a towel inlaid with the gold silk of the noble royal family from his arms, and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

This was the most standard action of Gavin IV before he conceived his words, and it was his torn body protest and attachment to him, only to hear Gavin IV say softly in an inaudible tone: "Demacia, live forever." ”

Although his words were light, the majestic and terrifying magic caused them to pour deep into everyone's ears, and Gavin threw his handkerchief on the ground at any moment, and he turned his handsome face to stare into the eyes of the rising star in power, Darius.

"Debang is a place of justice, and I swear by the word Jiawen that I will never take the lead in breaking the peace of the Valoran continent, even if you are in a mess in Noxus."

Hypocritical justice.

The Hand of Noxus blinked, but he still nodded his head to Gavin in approval, speaking of which, if the Third Rune War ignited this time because of the throat of the North Continent, the reputation of the War College would be subject to the entire Runeterra.

You must understand that in addition to the Nine Kingdoms in the Land of Runeterra, there are many unclear neutral countries, although they are low-key and secluded, but they still have a status to be reckoned with in Valoran after chasing the power of ancient gods.

This special and embarrassing position is really what makes the War College feel jealous the most.

As the meeting fell silent, Soraka, who had been silent, lifted her starry grace.

She looked at the jade dome with eyes as pure as day, and said in a slightly hoarse voice full of compassion: "The situation in the Land of Runeterris is not optimistic, the north has been suffering from snow erosion in recent years, the plague has spread in the south, and the tsunami from the coast of the conqueror has intensified. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the scorching desert lands and the desolate ice tundra are getting closer and closer due to the rampant magic of magic, and the terrifying heat waves and cold blizzards are covering the entire continent, and the rune lands we live in really can't afford to be eroded by war."

Nasus, the leader of Shurima, suddenly lit up with two crimson lights in his eyes, "Do you want to let the cursed demon do what he does?" His voice was sadder than the silence of the dry yellow sand flowing through his fingers.

"All living beings are disturbed, and what is their suffering."

"Actually, he was never wrong."

A voice that was even lower and hoarser than that of Soraka, the son of the stars, as if it were a mysterious noise caused by a disordered radio signal.

When this hoarse and gloomy word fell, everyone's heads fell silent and lowered their heads.

They were speechless to refute the words of the Void Prophet.

Yes, that young man named Wu Wenxu, he was never wrong, he was just a poor soldier who survived the border, but he became a substitute for the War College to maintain the dispute between Demacia and Noxus, in fact, the War College has paid for Yasuo's life for his arrogance, and the throat of Noxus in the North Continent has suffered a catastrophe.

"I feel the call from the void, the power of evil is growing day by day, chaos is coming, an era, a catastrophe, is not far away......"

Runes are hard, is it really coming?

……

The cold snap in the Iron Ridge Mountains was stronger than usual, and for some reason there was a tall snowdrift erected in the icy snowfield, which seemed out of place with the flat snow around it.

The cold wind howled, and the snow buried it.

No one would have thought that under this seemingly ordinary snowdrift, it would be the Wind Blade Yasuo who slashed the sky with a sword and shocked the world!

Now, next to the heavy snowdrift, an uninvited guest has arrived.

The woman had short gray hair, she looked lean and ruthless, her delicate melon seed face was already covered with a thick layer of snow, and she let the north wind blow her cheeks fiercely, not moving.

When a strand of short hair froze and was swallowed by the north wind, she suddenly smiled and lowered her head, and buried her bare hands in the snowdrift, which were quickly frozen by the ice and snow and stinged red and swollen.

In the north wind, a poetic murmur echoed.

"The day the broken sword is reforged, and the knight returns."