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Chapter 402 The Glory Executioner

The copper goggles covered the crazy eyes, the sharp ears slightly stoked, and the sharp teeth seemed to have swallowed moldy things, stained with green mold residue, and a faint smell of stench floated in the air.

Tuqi's thin body looks a little thin, but the alchemy armor is very good, especially the metal crossbow that holds tightly in his left hand, with dark green light appearing at the arrow.

"I've seen Lord Lord." With a light step, Tuqi walked to Modrian, bowed slightly and said, then the crazy eye hole looked at the sky blue bird on Modrian's shoulder.

As a hero living in the dirty sewer of Zuan, he is very familiar with the blue bird in front of him: "Gana is honored to meet again." Regardless of the rest, Gana, who guards Zuan, is respected by every Zuan.

"Svein's crown and undefeated Viscero, it's great to see you here." Tuqi said with a smile, showing his moldy teeth.

In Zuan and Noxus, people there prefer to call Zhao Xin the undefeated rather than Debon General.

Modrian nodded at Tuchi, and a trace of imperceptible loss flashed in his pupils. The power of the source of the plague was still okay for him now, but he still stopped in front of the legend, as if there were invisible shackles trapping his body.

After careful calculation, he has received the power of many heroes, but he has not yet touched the boundaries of legends. Is it really because of his talent?

To hide his emotions, Modrian chose to continue to try it. There are 4285 blue essence and 200 orange elite points, so the chance to obtain heroes still exists.

[Host, is it done random selection of League of Legends?]

The cold system prompt sounded again, and Modrian's expression moved slightly, and his consciousness extended to the system panel of the sense of technology, and he extracted and modified it, and directly selected ten consecutive draws.

【Sure!】

After choosing to finalize, different cards of different colors emerged one after another in the retina, slowly rotating around the pupils.

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Noxus Cavalry*100!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Soldier*100!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Elite Cavalry*100!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Noxus Cavalry*100!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the Noxus Expeditionary Cavalry *100!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Soldier*100!]

【Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the building: Self-cultivated Farm*1!】

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Soldier*100!]

【Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the building: Self-cultivated Farm*1!】

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Elite Cavalry*100!]

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"Huh!" Modrian digested the card messages transmitted from the system. Although the tenth consecutive draw did not obtain hero cards and equipment cards, it seemed that a new army was opened. He saw that the interface of the Demacian army was slightly shining.

[Demacia Elite Cavalry: Demacia supports a small-scale resident elite. The captain and general lead the charge, while the other soldiers are firmly following closely behind. They have confronted the Noxus Blood Cavalry on the front battlefield.]

"Well... Demacia's elite cavalry, a very good army, can greatly improve the mobility of the Demacia Legion."

In terms of the distribution of troops led by Valoran, Modrian needs to consider all aspects, especially the hatred left by the struggle of the two camps Noxus and Demacia. Even the system cannot fully modify the memory even if the system belongs to. Therefore, the defense power of the Lanvasur Castle in which Galen lacks certain mobility. Now with the elite cavalry of Demacia, can make up for this lack.

With a gentle twist of his head, Modrian continued to draw, and his consciousness once again penetrated into the system panel.

[Host, is it possible to randomly draw *10 of League of Legends?]

【Sure!】

The same picture is staged in my mind, and different cards pass through my pupils, and then gradually condense in the retina, emitting different lights.

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Soldier*100!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Noxus Cavalry*100!]

【Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Shadow Flower*10!】

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Soldier*100!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, get Shadow Flower*20!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host for obtaining hero card Draven!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the 10th Soldier of Choi Falli Legion!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the 10th Soldier of Choi Falli Legion!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the soldiers of the Reither Guard Legion*10!]

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Demacia Cavalry *100!]

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An unexpected gain was that compared to the lottery just now, the rewards for ten consecutive draws this time were significantly higher. The rewards for high-level troops alone were enough to make Modrian extremely excited, not to mention that he had obtained a hero card.

【Hero Card Draven!】

A smile filled his face, and Modrian looked at the gray-red card reflected in his pupils, as if the cold light with a sharp blade was cutting his vision.

The card's background is a huge and magnificent arena, which is very consistent with the architectural style of Noxus, but a strange blade in the lower left corner is embedded in the body of the death row inmate, like the end of a grand performance.

Bloody and cruel!

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Unlike his brother, Drayus, victory on the battlefield is absolutely not enough for Draven. He eagerly desires people's recognition, cheers and glory.

Draven first sought the opportunity to become famous in the Noxus Legion and made great achievements with Draius, but he felt that his dramatic talent was seriously buried.

With the desire to share the name "Draven" with the world, he shifted his attention to the prison system. There, he transformed his boring routine into an unprecedented strange landscape, and thus gained his coveted fame.

When Draven was first executed, he ordered the death row prisoners to escape, which shocked the bystanders present. Just as the death row prisoners were about to disappear from their sight, Draven took him with an impeccable flying axe, and a large piece of blood splattered on the ground.

Soon, all Draven's executions became a test, a test of Noxus prisoners running for the last glimmer of life. He regarded this test as his personal stage and turned the execution into a mainstream form of entertainment.

He inspires the audience to fall into a state of fanaticism, while the desperate prisoners are madly trying to escape him. But they have never succeeded. Draven is very resistant to the solemn black uniform of the Noxus Execution Officer, who put on a striking outfit and develops some flashy and iconic steps to highlight himself.

The crowd gathered to watch Draven execute, and stories about his masterpiece were spreading rapidly. As his popularity grew, his already inflated ego became stronger. He should be the center of attention. Long ago, his ambition was not satisfied with just becoming famous in Noxus.

Draven's glorious deeds should be shown to the whole world!

This is the decision he made.
Chapter completed!
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