The orange-red glow of the morning light spreads on the edge of the building of the Laxtak Fortress, like beautiful lines carefully depicted, adding infinite sunny intoxication to the silver-gray sky.

The faint mist was filled with the Demacia Dragon Bird Knights circled and protected the sky of the fortress. The dragon birds under their seats spread their slender wings to cover the glory of dawn, and their sharp claws shining with cold light swept across the mountain top, and their slender body disappeared in the clouds.

Unlike usual, these Demacia Dragon Bird Knights discovered very different situations when they left the Dragon Bird's nest.

The hazy mountains are stacked, and a huge stone statue is quietly carved on the smooth mountain wall like a knife. The skill of the ingenious art vividly shows the magnificent image of the stone statue spreading its wings.

The golden wings of the giant stone statue stretched slightly, silently guarding the Laxtak Fortress that woke up from the sleeping sleep below.

The Noxus forge in a corner of the southwest region burned, and the red flames illuminated the sky for a long time, as if they were never stopped. Each piece of swords, axes and armor that focused on functionality was loaded on the steel carriage, and was carried by dozens of dragon lizards, slowly walking on a wide road built by flat rocks.

Then the Noxus cavalry escorted to [Koxtora], and the illusory halo kept surging, teleporting to the castle of Lanvasul and the castle of Dower.

Tat! Tat!

In the towering palace, Modrian walked on a quiet path. With the sound of clear steps, bright yellow magic lights lit up, slowly illuminating the transparent dome.

The metallic throne stands in the center of the palace, from top to bottom, and rows of blood-colored cavalry wearing crimson armor guard the throne, red and black heavy cavalry tilted to the sky, and a quiet atmosphere enveloped the palace hall.

Modrian walked onto the Iron Throne, looking around at the heroes and followers who had already been in place on both sides, with a slightly solemn expression. This time he held an internal meeting. In addition to normal affairs reports, he also had to communicate with the internal affairs to determine the future development strategy of Valoran Leader.

Looking back, this is the second adjustment of Valoran's strategy, and he needs the territory to release its vigorous potential as soon as possible.

Standing on the left is the Noxus hero in Esve, behind which is the Dryus with his eyes closed, Sain with a silly expression, and Singid, with a green medicine bottle huddled behind Sain, for fear that something would come to him.

If it weren't for Modrian's order, perhaps this weird alchemist wouldn't have left the laboratory at all.

With the arrival of the [Alchemy Technology Research Team], the arrival of Singid solves the problem of lack of manpower, and he no longer needs to hire those "coarse" war stonemasons.

It is also with the arrival of alchemy technology researchers that Singid's previous idea of ​​the plague was realized, and because of the number of people, these Frankenstein actually abandoned the Dowborg and wanted to build their own steampunk-style laboratory under the fortress.

For some considerations, Modrian did not reject Singid's request. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps, in the future, the Iron Glass City, filled with patchwork aesthetics and weirdly violent aesthetics, will reappear in the Laxtack Fortress?

Destiny is strange, no one can tell, so the potential thoughts in his heart have sprouted and grown since it appears.

The right side of the Iron Throne is relatively complicated, but if it is subdivided, it can be included in the orderly and kind array.

The power of Demacia Garen stood at the top of the right, followed by the gradually mature Poppy, Quinn who teases Warro, Fiona with a cold expression, and Gulagas who sways and blushing faces.

If Zhao Xin hadn't specially went to Irvingdale's town to "invitation" this guy, I don't know when this guy would be drunk. At least Modrian could still smell the fragrance of ale now.

Modrian did not have any special constraints on the heroes under his command. He had his own memories and his own stories. In addition to war, he also allowed the heroes to move freely in the territory and deal with some local aristocrats.

Fist is always a little more important than truth.

Further down there was already under the stairs, Cooper, Horace and Siglid, these three firm followers, maintained their straight figures, with a calm expression, but their slightly turned eyes spoke of the turbulent waves in their hearts.

This was their first time to attend an internal meeting and also their first time to see many forces under Modrian, but the blood-colored cavalry of the Noxus who were guarding the throne had already trembled slightly inside them.

The Noxus Blood Cavalry, who can be selected into the palace, are all elite soldiers of all battles. Those who stand out and outstanding can match the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion and have the strength comparable to the Great Knights.

Not to mention the many heroes above, when they touched the leaders from the corner of their eyes, a feeling of powerlessness appeared deep in their souls.

However, they are also glad that their choice is that becoming a follower of Modrian may be the most correct choice in their lives.

As for Krei, the three Yoders, Timo and Kennan, the plague disaster in the Yinsong Province had not been resolved, Modrian arranged for them to be on duty in the simple camp and cooperate with their respective Noxus soldiers and the main ship scouts to prevent the plague-infected persons from hitting Valoran's territory.

"Svein's crown!" Modrian nodded slightly to the Noxus leader, the first in the left. Before the internal meeting was held, he had discussed some general matters with Svein.

After all, as one of the three-member Triple Parliament in charge of the Noxus Empire, Sviin represented a long-term plan!

The black cane lightly touched the ground, and Svein maintained the etiquette of the old-fashioned nobles and walked gently towards the center of the palace, where sand tables had already been placed, and red and blue flags were filled with Valoran collars.

"After my discussion with the Lord and considering the possible enemies in the future, the Valoran leader decided to change the strategic direction of previous economic development, and continued to maintain economic development on the open and secretly turned into an attack!"

"And put the territory's attention west of Silversong Province!"

Svein picked up two red flags and placed them in Edalas City and the Gate of Sadness. His faint bloody smile appeared on his face.

"Take the plague and disaster, we will take over these two places with all our might and then directly take control of Yinsong Province."

"Wait a minute, Svein's crown!" Horace, who was under the stairs, suddenly spoke, but when he saw Svein's eyes watching, his mind was shocked and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"I...some...doubt, will Limontanelu, the Kingdom of Stock allow us to take full control of the province of Silversong?"

Upon hearing this, Svein smiled. He would be very tolerant of those who made mistakes for the first time, at least because the other party is a follower of the Lord.

Ignoring Horace's problem, Svein looked at the guy huddled behind Sain, his deep eyes flashed. "Singjid, I need you to provide a large batch of [Singjid No. 1 potion] and [Plague Exhaust Device] before the end of the Sun Season!"

"No problem, my alchemy technology research team and I promised to complete the task!" Xinjid bowed slightly and said. As a hired pharmacist during the invasion of the Ionia War, he knew Sviin's horror.

"Driath, Sain, integrated the Noxus soldiers in the territory and entered a state of war. We need to prepare in advance!"
Chapter completed!