The autumn is getting stronger.

The bleak autumn wind mixed with a hint of coldness, rolled back halfway up the mountain, wandering over the Duower Fort, and then sneaked into the depths of the Renver Mountains.

The main fort bedroom is full of greenery.

The colorful flowers and vegetation ignore the natural influence of the outside world and embellish every corner of the bedroom in the best posture.

Subtle mental fluctuations suddenly appeared.

Sophia woke up from meditation, and a hint of joy appeared on her cold face.

The recent efforts have made her mental power reach the limit of a mage. In other words, she can already start to break through the mage's boundaries and advance to a mage.

But she seemed to remember something and sighed lightly.

"The gods fell!"

The horror of Fort Fortress Fosbayro had already spread throughout the Valoran territory, and swept across all surrounding areas in a storm, attracting the attention of all people.

Although Sophia didn't pay much attention to these, she still knew the specific situation as soon as Valoran won the victory. While shocked, she became increasingly unable to see through her younger brother.

The green memories of childhood, the weakness when leaving home, and the famous lord now.

Everything that happened to Modrian was full of miracles. When I wanted to explore it carefully, there were layers of fog covering it and I couldn't see it clearly.

All those who forced snooped to fall in Valoran territory.

Even gods are no exception!

"Belic Kingdom!" Sophia got up and left the bed, and her emerald magic robe wrapped around her slender body.

The Lizardman Legion, which had plagued the Stoke Kingdom for countless years, was defeated in Fortress Fortress, and the Lizardman God they believed in completely fell.

And these are all grand acts created by Modrian.

In comparison, Sophia felt that the results of her hard work were no longer so happy, just because Modrian's glory hung high above Valoran's head like a hot sun.

"Hmm?" Sophia stood in front of the balcony, her calm eyes penetrated the morning mist and landed on the bluestone road on the hillside.

The winding bluestone path is no longer as deserted as before, and a little noise is rising.

Countless farmers drove slowly with vehicles covered with gray linens, and behind them were a large number of mules, horses and giant beasts carrying heavy supplies, following their pace.

In addition, on both sides of the road, Noxus soldiers wearing armor maintained order, patrolling the surroundings with cold eyes, alerting to any accidents.

Occasionally, soldiers will assist farmers in pushing the vehicles, allowing this team that looks like a long dragon from afar to accelerate.

"Baody?"

Sophia is very familiar with these things when she is in the military fortress of Duower, which is a military fortress.

When she first came, she was indeed a little uncomfortable, but after a period of study and Crane's teaching, she had roughly mastered some military knowledge.

“Delivered to the portal?”

A special portal that belongs to Valoran's leader was built in the early stages of the mountain.

"But, the war has ended, where are these baggage teams transporting the supplies?"

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The sudden knock on the door interrupted Sophia's thoughts, and then Cran's calmness was transmitted to the bedroom.

"Miss Sophia, breakfast is ready."

"Okay, Uncle Clan, I'll go there right away." Sophia took a last look at the long queue of dragons spreading around the mountainside and stepped out of the bedroom.

......

In the simple and elegant restaurant, a faint breakfast fragrance fills the air.

"Year-time, Uncle Crane." Sophia first greeted Crane standing in the restaurant, then looked at the other end of the dining table, a girl in red children's clothing.

"Good morning, Anne!"

Hearing the sound, Annie, who was holding a bear in her arms and was enjoying breakfast, raised her head and said softly: "Good morning, Sister Sophia."

Sophia smiled softly, sat on the wooden chair, and looked down at the dining table.

On the neat dining table is a piece of white bread, a piece of sake, and a piece of fruit.

Very simple breakfast without any luxury.

White bread and sake are made in the main fort kitchen. As for the fruit, Xiaoju is specially picked from the depths of the Renver Mountains, and it is also the key to Sophia's ability to break through to the mage so quickly.

Because these fruits were planted by Aiweng himself and were fostered with the power of life until they bloom and bear fruit.

Enjoy breakfast.

Sophia couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "Uncle Clan, I saw that the baggage team outside was attacked by the abyss invasion?"

She still remembers the earlier attack of the abyss demon.

The pressure of the legendary realm and the strength of the demon lord, if it weren't for Anne, she might have died on that journey to visit her relatives.

"Abyss?" Cran shook his head gently. The abyss passages and abyss demons in the territory have long been cleared. Even some fish that escaped the net can rely on the defense of the town and the power of patrol soldiers, which is enough to deal with.

"It's a war!"

“A real expedition!”

The Noxus are not kind and moral people. They advocate strength, bloody and barbaric, and will retaliate against grudges. Especially when facing the defeated, they never show mercy.

The Kingdom of Beshilik and the Lizardman tribe will pay the price of their war behavior...

......

Deep in the Renver Mountains.

The magnificent fortress stands in the snow and ice, with the bitter cold wind whistling, but it cannot penetrate the deep and thick city walls.

Horace and his group walked along the narrow streets, and the surrounding walls looked more like solid fortresses than part of the city.

Looking around, he felt a different atmosphere permeating the fortress, depressing and dull.

Especially those soldiers wearing armor and holding sharp edges, the solemn aura stings the skin of every nobleman, causing them to lower their proud heads.

"It's the smell of war."

Cooper behind him whispered, with a serious expression. He had participated in the Patriotic War in the Kingdom of Stoke as a heroic soldier of the Perris family, so he was particularly sensitive to such an atmosphere.

"War? Isn't the war over?"

Horace glanced at Cooper and said in surprise that the two were Modrian's first followers, had a close relationship and were often social.

"End?" Cooper shook his head gently. He watched Modrian step by step to his current status, and knew the personalities of Modrian and the many strong men under his command.

Samu Anya, the god of the lizardman who guards Beshilik's kingdom, has fallen. Lord Modrian and others will never let go of the fat meat, and it is not even as simple as swallowing the fat meat.

Perhaps, this is one of the reasons why their followers come here.

Horace was not a fool. When he saw Cooper's posture, he immediately understood it. When he recalled the orders issued by the lord's mansion, a trace of heat flashed through his heart.

Samu Anya's death is the hottest topic in recent times.

The once lofty god actually completely fell in a national war on the main material plane, and the impact it caused was stormy waves.

Originally, the faint friction between the old and new nobles in Valoran's territory was completely eliminated under this incident.

They were shocked by the strength of their lords, and many thoughts that they shouldn't have emerged deep in their hearts.

The power of the gods?!

Perhaps they can also get a glimmer of opportunity to last forever, even as prayers.

Just so happened, the Lord Lord issued an order to summon many powerful nobles in the territory to meet at Lakstak Fortress and discuss some things.
Chapter completed!