Plop! Plop!

Drayus could clearly hear his heart beating violently, tearing up his fragile organs, and the feeling of pain entering the bone marrow was transmitted to the nerves.

hiss......

Opening your eyes, blood-red light filled your vision, and a faint mist filled your eyes.

[I...Where is this?]

Drius looked down at the bloody color under his feet, his consciousness vaguely blurred.

[The sound of fighting...the sound of massacre...this is war!]

In a trance, Drayus seemed to have returned to the blood-stained battlefield of the Daramo Plain, which was the starting point of his destiny.

Um?

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 the armor, the huge battle axe fell in front of him, and the broken scarlet cloak floated slightly in the wind, behind him was the Dalamo Plain that was trapped in the fire of war.

Under the bloody sky, countless flames were burning, but they could not stop Noxus from moving forward.

"Dryus", with war scars, walked gently in front of him, and blood marks and wounds that could be seen deep under the hideous armor, dyeing the soil of the plain red.

He stared at Drayus calmly, and blood poured into his eyes on his forehead, which was a war-baptized look.

It is desire, it is killing.

"Is the power only for destruction?"

A familiar and strange voice sounded in the heart of Drius.

He knew that this was another thing I was talking about.

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

"When you gain power!"

"When you step into extraordinary things!"

"How would you do it?"

Drayus did not answer, but just stared at the "Drayus" in front of him indifferently. The beating of his heart had long dissipated, and the bloody power spread under his feet.

call.........

‘Driath’ sighed lightly, looked back at the blood-stained battlefield in the Daramo Plain, and the scarlet cloak danced in the wind.

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

“All of this.”

"Leave it to you."

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

The flames surging, swallowing the scarred figures, swallowing the blood-stained battlefield, and swallowing the blood-colored fog.

Dryus stretched out his hand in a daze, suddenly trying to grab the gradually disappearing figure, but found that he could not move and could only watch the flames burning.

He suddenly had an inexplicable illusion, with the disappearing figure.

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

Dawn crosses the land of hot blood and cold steel.

When the first ray of dawn shines, it is the time to be reborn.

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

boom!

The hot flames surging continuously, completely devouring everything.

The blood-colored light flashed in the secret room!

Drius suddenly opened his eyes and found himself kneeling on one knee, holding his partner with bloodstained hands, the Black Cutter.

The scarlet axe blade reflected his appearance at this time. His former black hair had turned into gray and silver hair, and the invisible power surged and stirred up his body.

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

Hum?Modrian was slightly stunned, and then he realized 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.

He started his footsteps lightly, walked toward Drayus, stretched out his right hand, and said gently: "Drayus!"

Sharp!

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

"Darryus, the God King?"

Modrian recalled the previous scene. The crimson giant wolf was suppressed back into Drius's body under the joint efforts of everyone.

Then a deep and majestic crimson flame burst out, burning Dryus.

"No, it shouldn't be like this. The name of the God King will not only be like this!"

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, Dryus is perfectly embedded in the card: the Shackles of Destiny]!

【Ding... System optimization is completed】!

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, unlocking the new system function]!

Continuous cold prompts sounded in my ears, and Modri ​​understood them with peace of mind and called directly to the system.

The dark green data flow surges in the pupils, and the once simple system panel is gone in the retina, becoming a refined and technological panel.

【Individual】【Hero】【Weapon】

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

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

【Second of Arms】, it's a bit interesting.

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

Others such as [Zuan], [Void Land], [Shadow Island], etc. are all in a gray state, and they cannot be opened when the consciousness touches it.

He clicked on [Noxus], and the troops inside were arranged neatly, including Noxus Cavalry, Noxus Expeditionary Cavalry, Noxus Blood Cavalry, War Stonemason, Bloody Warriors, Rethy Guards, and Choifaly Legion soldiers.

[Demacia] There are a little less inside, only Demacia soldiers, Demacia heroic infantry, Demacia vanguard legion soldiers and Demacia dragon bird knights.

There is only one [Ionia] and [Bandel City], respectively, which are Shadow Flowers and the main ship scouts.

Whenever Modrian's consciousness touches the troops, the system will prompt whether to use victory points to summon the current troops.

"3400 victory points, it's time to add soldiers to Valoran!" Modrian's fair face filled his smile. (The exchange ratio can be seen related to the work.)

During the system update, the number of soldiers in Valoran's leadership was somewhat short of reach.

Modrian's consciousness was slightly changed, and he placed it in the new function of the system unlocked this time, [Hero]!

The exquisite technological panels gradually fade away and transform into an arrangement panel with hero icons.

What attracted him the most was not the three hero icons ahead, [Cui God Aion], [Noxus Commander Sviin] and [Storm Wrath Gana].

Instead, the [Driath, Hand of Noxus] is shining with a crimson glow!

【Name: Hand of Noxus Dryus】

[Status: God King!???(In Transformation)]

【Strength: Legend!??】

【Item: Black Cutter!?(In Transformation)】

"God King? Question Mark? What does this mean?" Modrian received the message from Dryus and was full of doubt.

As if he noticed something was wrong, he carefully looked at the avatar represented by Dryus, with pure white shackles trapped around him, entangled with the crimson glow.

Didn’t you completely break the shackles of fate?

Or do you need Dryus to explore the way forward by himself?

Strength: Legend?

Does that mean that is not the end?

Perhaps even higher, so high that I can't see you from afar?!

Modrian hid his inner emotions. This was just the first hero to change so much. He could not draw a specific conclusion and could only wait for the future.

He smiled casually, but it was still the case. The system's personality has not changed even after being updated. He needs to explore unknown things by himself.

Just when he wanted to find out the data of other heroes, the cold system prompt sounded again.
Chapter completed!