Ryan looked at LeBlan, who was drinking tea, and smiled noncommittally at the other party's invitation:

"Black Rose and Trifalibi, are there any advantages?"

"Life, might, weapons, women, power. Whatever you want, you'll find it here. ”

LeBlanc counted them one by one, and his words revealed seriousness, but there was not much sincerity in his expression or demeanor.

She knew from the beginning that the other party would not succumb to her.

"It's a pity." Ryan sighed lightly, "If you can give me the power to rule the underworld, I might consider it. ”

"Meredith, don't hint at him. There is a door between life and death, and it is my duty not to let it open again. LeBlanc sipped the tea, her charming expression smiling rather than smiling.

Ryan heard this, and his heart cleared.

Thousands of years ago, the Immortal Fortress belonged to a necromancer who terrified the world, and was the king of the Valoran continent during his lifetime, killing countless lives.

After his death, he was recalled by the mages of the Immortal Fortress, and once again brought darkness and slaughter to the world at that time.

In the final story, LeBlan, as his subordinate, chose to betray and unite with the Noxins to cut off his connection to the world of the living, forcing him to return to the world of the dead. In each other's residences, they built new states.

That country, called...

Noxus!

However, Ryan doesn't believe that the Immortal Citadel's master was 'forced' to return to the underworld.

But judging from LeBlan's frantically searching for information about the underworld for thousands of years, either she has never betrayed the master of the Immortal Fortress, or the enemy who is still active in the underworld is far stronger than he imagined.

"As far as I know, Black Rose likes to master the operations of the Empire in the shadows." Ryan spoke.

Those historical things are not something he has to think about now, and for Trefali now, mastering the empire is the first priority.

"We don't need land, we don't need power, we hide in history, just to peek into more secrets." LeBlanc smiled beautifully.

"Your strength should not be underestimated, but the black rose has bloomed in every corner of the empire."

Her pale palm rested on the chessboard, and the chessboard, which had only the endgame left, seemed to come to life.

Several black knights and mages suddenly appeared beside the king, fending off the siege of White.

In front of the palace of the Immortal Fortress, a historical figure who should have died a long time ago appears and confronts Trefali's soldiers.

The ravens tried to break into the palace, but a web of spider silk blocked his way, and they had to engage in a confrontation.

In the plaza in front of the towering building, crows and spiders fought like two armies, blood dripping down the white stone steps, and the ground was gradually covered with corpses.

The crows still swooped down like raindrops, and the spiders rushed out of the building.

Ryan smiled absently, as if he didn't know what had happened to the Immortal Fortress. He picked up the teacup and shook the tea that was still steaming inside:

"In the end, it still depends on the main theme of the Rune Continent."

"Whether it's the world or Noxus, whether it's said or done, everything depends on... Strength! ”

LeBlanc smiled slightly, and stretched out his palm to make a gesture of please.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Ryan's eyes lit up blue, and a large rune matrix appeared around him.

LeBlanc looked at the illusory runes with amazement in the depths of his eyes.

But when she saw one of the storm pattern runes, her eyes suddenly shrank.

That's a... Runic entities!

Ryan didn't seem to mind LeBlanc's watching, and he stretched out his hand upwards with a calm look at the corners of his mouth.

Under his control, that rune gradually rose to the core of the rune matrix.

"It's called Storm Gathering, and it comes from a gift that has wowed the world."

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a torrent of mana poured out of Ryan's body, converging into a blue beam of light that pierced through the rune and shot straight into the sky.

The sky had gone completely black, and there was no color but the dazzling blue light.

In the distance, the Raythor garrison began to stand guard, and the shield formed by the Flame Hug was extended to the maximum, ready for the mysterious attack that was coming.

"Your magic shouldn't be so powerful. Is it because of the rune? ”

Even though LeBlanc has lived for more than a thousand years, he still let out an exclamation.

Such a vastness of magic that she had only seen in some ancient beings.

Hundreds of years, or even thousands of years of accumulation, can have such a majestic accumulation of magic power.

Bang!

There was a thunderclap from the sky.

It's raining harder.

On the plain, a torrential downpour poured down, and every drop of water was the same as the previous water blade.

The droplets were the first to pour down on Sein and the shield.

In an instant, Sein's naked flesh was drenched in blood, and he roared to raise his tomahawk to block.

However, the impenetrable rain curtain pierced through the gaps in the giant axe, and still kept smashing on his huge body.

Not only that, but even his axe, which had been enchanted by LeBlanc before his expedition, was covered in scratches, and it seemed that it was not far from being abandoned.

The shield withstood the main attack of the rain curtain, and the fire crumbled in the wind, almost extinguished.

"You should hand over the Black Cutter to Sain, so maybe I'll have more fun."

A faint smile hung on Ryan's lips, and his vision seemed to penetrate the darkness of the plains, and he saw the huge figure lying on the ground covered in blood.

"Weakness is the original sin."

There was not a hint of emotion in LeBlanc's deep eyes.

It was as if the soldiers who had just fallen to the ground and were struggling were not her subordinates.

Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of interest.

There was no movement from LeBlanc either, and the field of white on the board lit up with a turquoise fire.

At the same time, the embracement of the Hellfire in the hands of the Battlefield Resor Garrison Mage suddenly ignited a raging flame.

The turquoise flames burst out of the shield and converged into a dragon of wrath in the sky.

The Stygian Dragon roared and flapped its wings and burst into the sky, its flames rising into the sky, staining half of the sky turquoise.

The water blade attached to the rain curtain disappeared, but the shield of Lesser's garrison also dissipated.

The leopard wolf and the soldier were once again in close combat, but this time, without the obstruction of the shield, the continuous flow of leopard wolves was already able to cause trouble for the soldiers.

The claws of a leopard wolf pierced the soldier's eye through the crack in the iron helmet.

Blood poured out of the iron helmet, staining the claws red.

The soldier did not scream or cry out in pain, but grabbed the leopard wolf with one hand and slashed with a giant axe.

Wow!

The leopard wolf turned into water, and he fell forever into a puddle of water.

Such fierce battles were staged all the time, but none of the Rayser garrison were timid or fled.

"Resor Guard! For the Empire! For Your Majesty! ”

General Grunse shouted loudly, he raised his shield, smashed the leopard wolf in front of him, and led the charge forward.

Behind him, shield-wielding soldiers pushed forward.

In this war, there was no retreat from the very beginning.

As if tirelessly, all the soldiers swung their weapons vigorously and strangled the leopard wolves one by one.

Including their general Imistan and lieutenant Gurans, they are all fighting non-stop, as if they only need to kill one more leopard wolf to have one more chance of winning.

"Roar!"

Above the dark clouds, the Hellfire Dragon was fighting with the Deep Blue Sea Dragon.

The dragon's claws meet and the dragon's tails collide.

At the same time, they each spit out green fire and blue water, and deduced a beautiful picture in the sky.

Above the stone table's chessboard, two miniature dragons hover, their movements similar to those of the protagonists of the Battle of the Sky.

The two initiators were still sitting in their seats, only their eyes reflecting the chess game in front of them.