The storm hangs high in the sky.

The light wind and fluff are wrapped in a blazing glow, soaking the immortal fortress like drizzle, covering this majestic city with a layer of brilliant golden armor.

In the study room of the main fort, a quiet atmosphere surrounds it.

Svein and Zhao Xin stood beside Modrian, looking respectful, waiting for the final decision.

Under fate, time must not be lost!

The eyes and attention of the gods of Order will temporarily leave the main material plane and turn to the Kingdom of Life that drifts in the astral realm.

This is the opportunity that Valoran has been waiting for for a long time.

Modrian's consciousness quickly returned from the League of Legends system, looked at Svein and Zhao Xin in front of him, and then crossed the white jade balcony, overlooking the noisy and bustling city under his feet.

The endless crowd was like a long rolling dragon, pouring in from the majestic city gates into the towering and strict immortal fortress, and the solemn and silent atmosphere was completely broken.

Looking around, the crisscrossing streets were filled with crowded heads.

They either have different looks or wear different clothes, representing their own different exotic styles.

At this moment, they spoke the same language, communicated with smiles, and occasionally looked at the rough buildings in the immortal fortress with humble eyes.

Modrian listened to the loud sounds, like some kind of reverberation music, melted away the harsh atmosphere that filled the immortal fortress, and injected a fresh atmosphere into the huge city.

"Prosper! Prosper!"

Modrian just looked at the immortal fortress quietly, and a ripples appeared in his deep eyes.

After two years of development, Valoran's achievements in all aspects have begun to show results. Even under the current chaotic situation of the abyss invasion, the territory still maintains its vigorous vitality.

The establishment of the empire is not just a verbal statement, but more of the power displayed by Valoran's leadership at all times, which made Modrian feel that it was enough to bear the rise of a new empire.

"Um?"

Modrian's expression moved.

The world in front of him suddenly changed. In the eyes of ordinary people, the scene in the immortal fortress was very prosperous, but at this moment, it was reflected in his eyes, but it showed a difference.

The immortal fortress with dark gray as the main tone suddenly appeared colorful colors, intertwined and decorated with decorations over the city.

At the majestic city gate, the humble businessman was bent over by the Noxus soldiers, making a very ordinary move.

However, in Modrian's eyes, he saw strands of faith that belonged to the goddess of wealth, tangled over the heads of the merchants.

The eyes moved, and the southwest corner of the Immortal Fortress was used to accommodate the territorial aristocratic areas from afar.

The rows of rooms were lined up like precious goods, arranged on both sides of the streets. In the rooms of some noble guards, the golden divine power of the God of Power, just like the lights of the night, attracted Modrian's attention.

When my eyes turned again, the lush leaves covered the black shadows at the intersection outside the city.

The rough and strong man in white martened clothes followed the crowd. Compared with other restrained and hidden spies, this guy did not hide his belief in the god of winter. The blue badge on his chest shone brightly with bright light.

In addition to these, there are other colorful colors, which seem to be sprinkling pigments, eroding the immortal fortress in the sleeping state.

"Are you reacting so quickly?"

Modrian's eyes were drooping, and the fishy red life energy flowed in his eyes, turning into mysterious and noble patterns, engraved around his pupils.

Perhaps the many heroes under his command were too powerful, causing many forces to ignore Modrian himself.

However, it is true that as the lord of Valoran's leader, his power does not need to be too important. He just needs to lead Valoran's leader on the right path, and the rest can be left to the many heroes under his command to solve.

It is under such a wrong appearance that no one knows the true power that Modrian has.

Time, this word is very magical.

You can't really have time, but you can use and consume time.

And the passage of time can bring growth to everyone.

This is even more true for Modrian. Every time he successfully summons a hero to the continent of Kaladimos, he can get a bonus of a certain strength of the hero.

Although the power obtained will not change as the hero's strength increases, don't ignore the bonus of these strengths.

With the increase in the base, the bonus of heroic power became increasingly terrifying, especially the arrival of some heroes who were almost gods, and even heroes who set foot on gods, which accumulated Modrian's power to an unknown level.

"Sure enough, these guys were always paying attention to Valoran's leader in the dark, and everything before it was all illusions."

Modrian said with a soft shake of his head, and a playful look appeared on his fair face.

Long before the black letter was sent, he had imagined that the movement of Valoran's leader would attract the attention of some surrounding forces.

Now it seems that even if they keep a low profile for two years, they still have not eliminated their vigilance.

These guys always attach great importance to the Valoran Collar.

The black letter had just been sent out for a few days, and they couldn't help it. Many spies came in like shadows and rushed into the immortal fortress with the surging crowds.

Even the Temple of Wealth and Ice and Snow Temple, which are allied, are sent to send spies.

In fact, these reasons, or the fundamental reason, are that Modrian watched the continent of Kaladimos with a modern eye and forgot some information that seems irrelevant but has far-reaching influence.

The continent of Kaladimos is ultimately a world of swords and magic.

The extraordinary power is manifested, hanging high above the legal order; gods frequently come to the world, overlooking everything in the world.

Compared to the modern world in the previous life, there is no scruples on the Internet. It doesn’t matter if you call the names of countless gods in the mythological records. They don’t have to bear the price behind them at all.

But the continent of Kaladimos is different. Everything here is influenced by extraordinary power and godly beliefs, and has entered all aspects of life.

Myths are written into classics.

Gods are also the greatest beings.

Those who call the name of God will be considered heresy. Once the temple of the god is known, the temple knights and judges will be sent to arrest him, and they can even ignore the law and order and be executed directly.

Not to mention, the fall of the gods!

And within ten years, no, within five years, there were consecutive deaths of gods.

What attracted the most attention of the world is the fall of Samu Anya, the god of the lizard man who guarded the Kingdom of Bechlik.

Unlike other gods, Samu Anya is a god whose reputation spread throughout the continent of Kaladimos. The Temple of Blood and the Kingdom of Beshilik left the impression of cruelty and violence on the world.

In the end, he fell into the hands of a Valoran leader who had no reputation before.

Of course, Valoran led into the vision of countless forces, and countless spies were sent to this newly emerging territory to investigate the existence of all traces.

Even though the bottomless abyss is invading the Kaladimos continent, even if Valoran keeps his life for two years, there are still many forces paying attention to the movements of Modrian and Valoran.

After thinking for a while, Modrian's eyes fell again at Svein and others, his firm expression was restrained, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"After notifying, three days later, the leader of Valoran will hold a ceremony in the Hall of Valor."

Destiny has arrived, and he must seize this opportunity.

It is not only for oneself, but also for many heroes under his command.

"Yes!" Svein and Zhao Xin looked at each other, bent down and said, and then they left the study.

Que! Que! Que! Que!

Outside the study, Svein's figure turned into black mist and disappeared.

Suddenly, the flock of crazily eating crows wandering in the sky made low sounds, and a hint of wisdom flashed through his red eyes, and then he waved his black wings and flew to every corner inside and outside the city.

In the hearts of many heroes, Modrian's will determine the future of Valoran's leadership. Even if the road ahead is rugged, they will open up a bright road for Modrian.

At the same time, many people are looking forward to the arrival of this moment, and they will witness a scene with their own eyes...

The birth of a miracle!
Chapter completed!