League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 215: Sigrid CecilThe drizzle became bigger and bigger, like beads falling down, heavy and animalistic, woven into bunches of gray-brown, dark blue lines, pouring, spreading out countless lightly broken water spots, completely covering the road.

The exquisite aristocratic carriage quietly passed through the rain curtain, and Modrian’s eyes were reflected, and the aristocratic coat of arms on the side of the carriage also had a panoramic view. He turned his head to look at Horace on his side and spoke softly.

”Let’s start, starting with the nasty betrayer, and kick off the prelude to the gorgeous stage!”

Horace nodded slightly, the pupils under the black visor were burning with a flame called hatred, burning his body and burning his soul.

Modrian turned his head and looked at the silent Cifali Army soldier behind him. The blood in his heart dissipated the cold and cold breath from the rain. The gray gun was placed on his waist. The blades on both sides tore the raindrops and stretched to the handle of the gun. Cold rain was flowing from the blood trough.

He is ready to take action personally, ready to take down the Cecil family’s caravan in one blow, and make a quick decision, not to give other forces who notice this area the opportunity to prevent accidents.

The legs slammed into the horse’s belly, and the thunderous sound of horses hooves blasted out of the ambush place specially prepared for them by the Dal family, and the Royal Guards would stay away from this area at this moment.

The drizzle turned into torrential rain, and it burst out like this, pouring down, and the gloomy sky seemed to shout, cheering for the coming massacre.

Clang!

The long sword was drawn from his waist, and Besimo looked around the family cavalry nearby with a cold expression, the purple armor was contrasted with the dim starlight, and a trace of engraved law patterns was faintly visible.

This is the elite cavalry carefully cultivated by the Cecil family, who spent countless efforts, and invited some teachers from the Royal Knights Academy and retired knight officers to train for many years.

The number is small, less than thirty people, but their strengths have all reached the realm of extraordinary knights, and coupled with the highly qualified cooperation, Bessemer has reason to believe that although this cavalry team cannot compare to some ace cavalry, it is enough. Vertically and horizontally.

The torrential rain was pouring, and the vigorous vitality energy resembled a night light. Bessemer glanced at the trembling street in the distance, then turned to the carriage and nodded slightly.

Immediately he held up a magic weapon that he had worn for many years, a long sword with a cold breath, freezing through the falling rain.

”The Cecil family, fight in blood!”

With the sound of horses hoof everywhere, trampling on the falling rain, moving forward and backward towards the night, the sharp weapon with cold light tore open the rain curtain, and the figure and war horses that followed smashed the quiet street.

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Gray-black clouds bury the sky, the bright stars dimmed, and finally the light disappeared completely, only the dull thunder flashed across the sky, and the brilliance of lightning was dotted with the ink-colored rainy night.

And in this quiet street, the sudden sound of horseshoes and the thunder flashing through the sky are mixed, making people unclear, but the cold breath is getting colder and colder, it is cold rain, it is a sharp weapon, and the breath is rolled up. .

Besimo was silent, the surging life energy was active everywhere in the body, and the substantive brilliance spread to the long sword, contrasting with the magic pattern on the sword.

As the distance approached, he vaguely saw the figure of the enemy attacking the night, some familiar armors, and the red war horse running there, as if he had seen it there.

Without waiting to think about it, a touch of extreme scarlet brilliance suddenly illuminates the world, reflecting the cavalry in the dark armor, with three dents printed on the breastplate, weird signs.

”Knight Commander...” The horrified voice had not yet been uttered, and the next moment was overwhelmed by the **** wave.

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The fine rain curtain could not conceal Modrian’s sight, staring at the galloping Cecil family cavalry. When the distance was enough, the gray gun in his hand was swaying with strong wind, blowing away the falling rain.

”Noxus, kill!”

The scarlet life energy suddenly burned like a raging fire. Together with the soldiers of the Cui Fari regiment behind him, in an instant, bursts of life energy gathered, connected in groups, and turned into a crimson sharp blade, penetrating the rain curtain straight, welcoming the direction. The cavalry on the charge.

puff!

puff!

puff!

The dull voice sounded like rain hitting plantains one after another. Modrian gripped the gray gun firmly, and the simple and heavy heavy lance directly penetrated the enemy’s forefront command. There are countless blood on both sides of the gun blade that will be released along the winding blood trough. Come out, the drizzle falling red.

Great knight, very good strength, what a pity!

Modrian felt a sense of obstruction when the gray-white gun touched, and immediately disappeared. The blood-stained gun blade penetrated the armor, revealed from the back, and brought red flesh and blood.

The horse galloped, Modrian’s wrist trembles slightly, throwing off the lingering enemies on the gray gun, and continuing to lead the soldiers of Cui Fari’s legion forward, and the flowers of killing bloomed from time to time.

This was a massacre, just a charge. The extraordinary knights carefully cultivated by the Cecil family were almost defeated. The remaining knights held the reins and stood blankly under the rain curtain, seemingly unable to believe everything in front of them.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The shadows twisted and flickered in the night, bringing up a few soaring heads, and the sprayed blood mixed with dripping rain flowed down the street, like a **** stream condensed, and a strong smell permeated.

The rush of horseshoes stopped~www.NovelMTL.com~ Modrian waved his gray gun, and drew away the blood stains. He looked back at the end of the battlefield, and continued to ride on the horses, coming to the exquisite and magnificent carriage, and driving. The groom was dead long ago, and Jie’s figure sat in the curtain of the door, silently waiting for his arrival.

Click!

Modrian got off his horse, nodded slightly to Jie, and then opened the door curtain embroidered with the coat of arms of the nobility. The blood-spattered deep purple bird seemed to be trembling without wind and rain.

Amazing!

This was Modrian’s first feeling. The soft magical lights spilled down, a bright red dress covered the carriages, long lavender hair, a white jade clavicle, and that piece of pink powder, with A stunningly charming face with a lazy meaning.

It’s just that the laziness at this moment is mixed with a trace of deep-hidden fear. When the extreme scarlet brilliance shined, Sigrid already understood the terribleness of the other party, and wanted to escape here. It is a pity that the atmosphere outside the carriage made her not. Dare to do something, a fatal danger flashes in the depths of the soul.

”Earl Sigrid? Nice to meet you!” Modrian lifted his visor and sat unceremoniously beside Sigrid. He had to say that the charm of the stunning young woman in front of him was what he had seen. Among all the people, apart from Stormfury Garna, the most attracting attention.

”Introducing myself, I am Modrian, from Valoran, the northern part of the kingdom.”

Sigrid calmed down her inner fluctuations, her slender fingers tucked away her long lavender hair, and her black pupils were filled with a bewildering mist of water, which looked like delicate flowers, extremely bright.

”Yean, Baron Modrian, I still want to visit you after this noble council, but I don’t want to meet here.”

Between life and death, everyone has their own way of survival. As for shamelessness and dignity, survival is not important.