The mottled colors quietly emerged in Modrian's eyes, like dazzling fireworks blooming in the retina, and eventually turned into different cards to hang around the pupils.

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

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the Fearless Pioneer Legion Soldier*10!]

【Ding...Congratulations to the host, get Avarosa Archer*100!】

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

【Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the Secret Fist*100!】

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

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the Noxus Cavalry *10!]

【Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining the item: Shadow Tears*1!】

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

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

The continuous system prompt sound stopped, Modrian frowned slightly, and luck seemed to leave him. He did not get any hero card after two consecutive draws.

The consciousness moved lightly and took out a dark purple card from the [item], and the dim light lingered around the edge of the card.

In the center of the card, a majestic mountain is clearly depicted, surrounded by figures of people wearing purple robes, and there are many people, as if they are fighting, and magic missiles are coming.

"The Fist of the Aristocratic Fist, some familiar names." Modrian murmured to himself, memories flashing in his eyes.

[Superfath: A fighting mage group active near Green Tooth Peak in the north of Valoran Continent is good at using fierce secret magic powers and especially likes to use magic missiles to bombard the enemy. (Note: When fighting with Demacia, it is destroyed in the hands of the Colossus of Justice.)]

"Colossus of Justice, I remember..." Modrian recalled the battlefield scenes in Garyo's memory. In order to protect Demacia's soldiers at Green Tooth Peak, Garyo woke up and used his huge stone body to absorb every attack of magic missiles, and then used his fist to destroy the Secret Fist.

This also shows from the indirection that the Austrian Fist is a very powerful group of combat mages that can fight Demacia's army for a protracted battle and finally wake up Galio.

"A great gain, it can strengthen the mage combat system of Valoran." Modrian nodded slightly and put away the [Supernacle Fist] military card.

"Then, next is [item: Shadow Tears]." This time, the only two special cards in the draw.

With the mobilization of consciousness, a pure black card appeared in front of Modrian, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable force eroding his heart through the card. Fortunately, with the protection of the system, the strange power returned in vain.

His fingers touched the surface of the card. Before he could give the order, the pure black card automatically decomposed, and countless fragments of debris quietly merged into Modrian's body.

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The faint clouds and mist are wrapped around the towering mountain peaks of dark green, and the sharp rocks rise from the sky. The steep mountain walls and the peaks of the mountains can be seen faintly, and a majestic temple.

[Where is this?]

Modrian looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly became confused, but he didn't expect that the next moment, thoughts poured into his mind.

[Saen Jilu.]

[The place where Navoli Balanced Hall is located.]

Immediately, Modrian realized that he was entering a certain memory scene again, watching the events happen from the perspective of God, but this time it was about the equilibrium sect, and...

"Tear of Shadow, what exactly is that?"

As the perspective changed, he felt that he was climbing the green mountain in front of him until he saw the Navoli Balance Hall standing on the top, the temple belonging to the Balance Sect.

[How many more times do I want to tell you? The Balanced Clan does not care about this war between Ionia and Noxus.]

[You are not welcome here, please go back, quit!]

An old and determined voice sounded in my ears. When I turned around, Modrian saw the old man in a cloth robe and the two balanced believers behind me who were waiting for the battle.

[I changed my name.]

[Now, my name is Jie!]

"Jie?" Modrian's mood fluctuated. He didn't expect that the scene of memories would be developed from the perspective of Jiao. Hearing the conversation, it was in the war between Ionia and Noxus, so Jiao returned to the Balance Hall...

[I'm here to get the tears of shadows.]

[Impossible, that is a taboo technique.] The old man refused and looked at Modrian, oh, it should be said to be a disaster. [Sorry, judging... I am not a good master.]

[I did not give you the wisdom you deserve, and did not allow you to see how necessary the purity of maintaining balance is.]

[In the face of eternity, what are war and death? Balance is...]

[Don't open your mouth, Ionia is in the midst of war, and I will take away the tears of shadows no matter what I say.]

The old man wanted to stop him, but when he saw Jie and the group of assassins called "Yan Lei" behind him, he hesitated again and again: [The reason why Shadow Tears are powerful is because they should not exist in our world.]

[Because it does not belong to our world!]

[Come with me and see its evil nature..... Come and destroy it with me, and then let your disciples balance....]

This is the scene where the catastrophe returns to equilibrium?!... Just as Modrian wanted to continue observing, a pure black shadow covered the perspective.

"Does Jie don't want others to see the deepest heart? Or is it the so-called self-protection mechanism of the Shadow Tears?"

The waiting time is very short, very familiar, and the sound of disaster sounds.

[I've got what I want, and with Shadow Tears, we can compete with the Noxus invaders.]

[The suffering is said to be the weak, so your sect is also the weak, and I will give you the power of shadow.]

[Join us and fight for our homeland!]

The firm words echoed in the Navoli Balance Hall, and then a ray of extreme darkness overwhelmed the vision. When he came back to his senses, Modrian had returned to the secret room of the fortress.

And in front of him, a drop of water like a rich ink was suspended, like tears, and the faint light of the vague light surrounded the surroundings.

[Tear of Shadow: Taking the liquid stained by the tears of Shadow into the body, or tattooing it on the body in the form of a tattoo, can make people gain the art of Shadow, which is the foundation of Shadow flow. (Note: Tears of Shadow do not belong to the Valoran continent, nor to the current world.)]

"The foundation of Shadowflow!!" Modrian took a deep breath, which seemed to be interesting. Does this mean that Shadowflowers can be trained in the continent of Kaladimos? Or can the meaningful disaster continue to draw strength from it?

He turned his head and looked at the swaying black shadow in the corner, and said, "Jiha, this is yours."

The distorted shadow emerged, Jie stepped out of the middle, gently holding the [Tear of Shadow]. A strange thing happened, and the water droplets like ink emitted a cheerful emotion, and then merged into Jie's body, disappearing without a trace.

"Thank you Lord!" Jie said with a slight bow. The red eyes behind the mask were stained with darkness, entangled and merged, and then his figure completely disappeared into the secret room.

Modrian looked at Jie's figure leaving in shock, shook his head and smiled bitterly. Is he so eager for power? He was not worried about whether [Shadow Tears] could have an impact on Jie. After all, when he was in the Valoran continent, Jie controlled the [Shadow Tears], and it seemed that the one who had just blended seemed perfect.

"May the goddess of luck favor me!" Modrian whispered, praying for the favor of the gods as a believer, hoping that the last remaining blue essence could draw the hero card.
Chapter completed!