"Ocean Disaster Planck!"

Modrian whispered softly, his fingers stroked the bloody letter paper, and a touch of bloody red energy flashed, melting the postmark like a silver snake scimitar.

In the past two years, Valoran's territory has not completely fallen into silence.

Instead, he silently develops his own strength with the help of the chaotic storm caused by the bottomless abyss.

What caused Modrian to covet the most was that after the destruction of the Beshilik Kingdom, the vast territory controlled by the Valoran territory had a large number of magical items.

Based on the good habit of not wasting no waste, Modrian decomposed most of the magic items and turned them into essence points in the system.

Although it is just the blue essence, far from the rare orange essence, its shocking quantity still brings rich returns to Modrian and Valoran.

Therefore, Planck's appearance was not an accident, but a matter of course.

The incandescent light swayed, and Modrian pulled out the letter paper. He was curious about what the content would be.

On the continent of Valoran, in the Sea of ​​Guardians, and in Bilgewater, Planck is a scheming, cruel pirate king, whose terrifying name spreads all over the world.

Even at some time Planck was the ruler of the port city of Bilgewater, and no one dared to rebel against his orders.

After Valoran's leadership completely occupied the Beshilik Kingdom, the long coastline outside the jungle to the west became an active area of ​​Planck.

The pirate fleet that once traversed the continent of Valoran once again reappeared in the endless sea, expelling and destroying the abyss monsters near Valoran's leadership, and some marine bandits who took the opportunity to rebel and kill bloodthirstyly.

After reading the letter, Modrian looked a little solemn.

"The disasters in the endless sea, the chaos and defeat of the sea clan, and the unimpeded abyss passage!"

Compared with land, the abyss waves in the ocean seem to be more surging, sweeping the coastlines and shallow sea areas of many kingdoms.

Of course, the sea tribes mentioned in Planck's letter are not those terrifying sea tribes in the deep sea, but small sea tribes that are close to Valoran's territorial coastline, or in other words, they are small sea tribes that have been defeated and escaped in the shallow sea area.

However, based on this alone, we can see that the situation in the Endless Sea is somewhat unoptimistic.

"The Endless Sea, the Ocean Gods..."

Modrien put down the letter, his eyes were deep, and he looked to the northwest, and his thoughts were turning.

He arranged for Planck to control the surrounding coastal areas, and in addition to expelling and destroying marine monsters that hit the coastline, he also had deeper considerations and wanted to open up a marine retreat.

But now, the situation on the Kaladimos continent is somewhat more corruption than imagined, and even the Endless Sea has fallen into a storm of the abyss and cannot extricate itself.

"The time...it's not yet, I need to wait..." Modrian lowered his eyes, and the dark green data stream flashed and disappeared.

Then he opened the desk drawer and put two blood-colored letters in it, preparing to deal with other things.

With Valoran's vast territory that he now possesses, Modrian handles more and more things every day. Even with the assistance of Svein and others, he still had to handle a lot of affairs.

Daily daily begins officially.

Modrian sat upright behind the desk and set out to handle territorial affairs one by one.

Including the progress of territory development, research products of Hex Technology, and the situation of legions stationed in various places.

In addition to the Noxus Legion, which was encircling the remaining lizardmen, Galen led the Demacia Legion to the east of the territory, facing the Temple of Wealth and the Grand Duchy of Tambefax, and resisting the endless waves of the abyss.

Ash and the Avarosa legion under his command guarded the Gate of Sorrow and protected the north of the territory.

No one would have thought that the Ailanfalu Empire, the uncrowned king standing in the north of the continent of Kaladimos, would also fall into the quagmire of the abyss. As a neighbor, Valoran's leader was inevitably affected, and from time to time, the "lost" abyss legion would strike the door of sadness.

Relatively speaking, the Temple of Power and the Kingdom of Fadirha in the south of the territory were much quieter, and there was trade between them to maintain a certain order.

However, according to the news from the Shadow, the Temple of Power and the Kingdom of Fadirha have turned to the Favkad Empire and secretly signed some alliance agreements.

This is indeed a good choice.

Under the trend of the abyss invasion, a powerful ally can provide many help, not to mention the Favcard Empire, which is known as the Lion Heart. It is a behemoth that is no less than the Ailan Falluo Empire. Behind it is the Temple of War...

Time passes quietly.

Modrian was busy dealing with the news from all over the territory, and also understanding the changes in the situation on the continent of Kaladimos.

Overall, although the situation is corrupt, it is still being accepted.

After all, after the invasion of the abyss, the gods of Order all cast their eyes and the bright starlight bloomed above the main material plane.

Mordrian left the study halfway, but after enjoying a rich lunch, he continued to return to the study and handled the unfinished work.

When a person concentrates on his work for a long time, he will forget the passage of time and bring in some interesting colors.

Compared to working overtime day and night in his previous life, Modrian enjoyed his current job quite a bit, at least part of his interest, not all boring work content.

Dongdong! Dongdong! Dongdong! Dongdong!

A crisp knock on the door broke the calm atmosphere in the study.

Modrian moved his neck left and right, his eyes fell out of the window, and it was dusk before he knew it. Then he looked at the door and said softly: "Come in, Zhao Xin."

The door opened, Zhao Xin walked into the study, wearing a black robe, with a gentle temperament, and perfectly acting as a butler.

"Lord Lord, Sviin has arrived at the conference hall."

"Well, is that fast?" Modrian raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise. But for a moment, he seemed to remember something and shook his head and smiled: "It seems that the nobles in the territory are starting to make trouble again."

Putting down the documents that were being reviewed, Modrian stood up, and went to the conference hall of the main fort with Zhao Xin.

......

Bright lights decorate the glazed dome, and a touch of bright light spreads over the solemn room.

This is a solemn and thick hall with gray and black decoration. The overall look is like hollowed out from a mountain with clear edges and corners; the seats on both sides are like guards, standing silently; further back, there are black stone pillars with candlesticks, and the dark yellow lights reflect the obscure rune magic array.

Hearing the footsteps from outside the door, Svein stood up, and under his simple coat, he was tall.
Chapter completed!