Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

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Immortal Citadel, Trifali Council.

The spacious council hall was filled with a solemn and dignified atmosphere. Compared with the previous gathering, there were a few more people on the high-backed chairs at the top.

The three councillors who had gone to the Freljord had returned, so the rest of the councillors who had stayed in the Empire were present.

Ryan sat in the first place, glanced at the Swain seat where only the crow clone was present, and said flatly:

"Let's talk about the Freljord first."

Saying that, he swept his gaze to LeBlanc, who was accustomed to hiding in the shadows.

LeBlanc tapped her pointed chin, nodded knowingly, and said with a playful voice:

"In the Freljord, once the history of the northern gods has been wiped out by the demigods and the descendants of the three sisters, there is nothing worth mentioning, but another thing, I think the president of the council will be interested ."

"Tell me." Ryan's posture remained unchanged.

"Lissandra, one of the three sisters, is still active in Freljord!" LeBlanc said firmly.

Her words made all the members present look surprised.

Most MPs don't know much about the Freljord.

They only knew of the Avarossa tribe and the Winter's Claw tribe, the two surviving forces that belonged to the descendants of Avathsar and Cerylda, respectively.

As for Lissandra, they only heard Ryan mention it on the day the chronicle was written, and there was no other information.

After Ryan listened, there was no surprise:

"Fortress of the Frostguard!"

When LeBlanc heard this name, she said with sorrow in her voice:

"Your Majesty knew early in the morning that it took us a lot of effort to explore this matter."

"What I care more about is what's down there." Ryan smiled, "With your ability, you can spy on all the secrets there."

Although it has been said that LeBlanc is not good at strength, but thousands of years ago, LeBlanc was already the most troublesome mage under the demigod.

Even if it's a face-to-face encounter with a demigod, LeBlanc has a way to deal with it.

"Thanks to His Majesty's fancy, fortunately this matter is not screwed up."

While speaking, LeBlanc raised her plump red lips, facing Ryan's gaze, with a charming smile, her voice with a sense of grace:

"Your Majesty, you should have guessed it long ago. Sealed under the Frostguard Fortress... Void!"

As soon as the word "Void" came out, everyone present frowned slightly.

The Noxian battle report in Icathia is being sent back every day, and they understand the power of the Void.

Even the Trifali Chapter led by Darius and the elites from the southern front led by Katarina could only defend the border of Icathia.

The only time he broke into the land of Icathia was because of the emergence of a void creature that could not be solved.

"Is that true..."

As LeBlanc said, Ryan was not surprised by this answer.

Compared with these more powerful planes, the humans of Runeterra are only 10,000 years old, and they seem too immature.

As long as those powerful planes have a heart, they can penetrate Runeterra like a sieve.

Protoss is like this, and Void is naturally like this.

Da, Da, Da Ryan tapped the table slowly, his face became a little serious:

"Tell me about the specific situation of that void."

Knowing that the topic was reached, LeBlanc bowed slightly, and no longer had the frivolity of the past:

"Powerful, dark, nothingness... This is my first impression of it. According to the assessment of the empire, low-level demigods can't even get close."

The power of the pinnacle demigod...

Ryan looked thoughtful, and finally shook his head.

Based on what LeBlanc has seen with his own eyes and the information he has obtained, it is enough to speculate that the strength of that void creature is at least at the peak demigod level, and even more likely to be stronger.

He didn't doubt LeBlanc's judgment. In terms of destructive power, maybe LeBlanc was even lower than Foyego. But the two fought indiscriminately, and the last one who died must be Foyego.

On the battlefield above the demigod level, with the strength of Foyego, he is not even qualified to participate in the war...

"Magic leap, is it going to speed up..."

Ryan frowned slightly. At the peak of ancient Shurima, there were hundreds of Ascension Gods at the same time.

The strength of these hundreds of Ascension Gods should be between Foyego and Avinia.

Among them, the strong are like Aatrox, and they can match or even be stronger than Avinia. Among them, the weak, like the ascendants sacrificed in Icacia, only have the strength of Foyego.

But even with such strength, Ancient Shurima paid a painful price, and even with the help of Protoss, finally defeated the void.

In the face of the void that strikes again and the hidden dangers under the frost fortress, the empire had to prepare early.

Ryan thought for a moment, looked at the six-eyed crow transformed by Swain, and after exchanging information, announced in public:

"Void, perhaps the biggest enemy of the empire in the future. Today, the empire's wartime special promotion regulations have been opened."

As soon as the members heard that the special regulations were opened, they all stood up with a solemn expression and bowed slightly towards Ryan.

The wartime special promotion regulations are regulations established by Trifali after he took over the power of the empire.

During the non-war period, the Empire does not restrict the ways for all parliamentarians to improve their strength, as long as some taboos are not violated.

Any ascension that is dangerous and taboo requires the approval of the three council presidents.

The special promotion regulations during wartime can increase the strength of the empire at any cost. No matter what the taboo method is, it can be implemented.

Vladimir bowed gracefully and spoke first: "Your Majesty, I need countless blood."

"The blood of ordinary people can improve you very limitedly. Bilgewater, there is something that can satisfy you." Ryan looked at him, believing that he approved the other party's request for improvement.

"It's your student's toy, I don't want to disturb her Yaxing." Vladimir said seriously.

"It's good to not interfere with each other. A sea beast is not only valuable for its blood, but I think other members also want the rest." Ryan turned his attention to several other members.

Orianna said respectfully, "Sir, I need one."

Victor didn't speak. Before Seraphine acted, he promised him a share, and he didn't need to speak again.

instead...

He turned his eyes to Ryan, his words were flat, but the content made people feel very crazy:

"President Meredith, I hope to start the research and development of the fusion technology of Hex and Void. In addition to Void, there are also demons, Iceborn, and Protoss..."

"Approved, the corresponding materials can be obtained in the floating castle, and the establishment of the laboratory is far from the immortal fortress."

For the current Viktor, it is still too early to study those demigod-level powers.

But Ryan didn't mind giving him a chance, the immortal fortress had its own seat, and a little experiment would not cause serious consequences.

And the core of Victor's body is stored in the floating castle. No matter how many mechanical bodies die, it's just a harmless trifle.

The road to the demigods of the empire, it is best to master a few more.

Seeing that it was almost done, LeBlanc looked up, her red lips lightly parted:

"Your Majesty, it seems that I need to go to Shadow Island in person."

"Bring Yin Lisi with you."

Ryan nodded and turned his eyes to Yin Lisi, who was full of respect after the convergence:

"What we promised you once will not change. Go there, the ceremony has been prepared for you, let me see your measure."

"Thank you Your Majesty for the opportunity."

Yin Lisi straightened her back, and her raised eyebrows and lips showed her inner ecstasy.

The existence she once feared, in front of the empire, was really just a slightly larger ant.

"Your Majesty, I need to go back to Piltover." Camille said bluntly.

Ryan nodded in agreement.

Finally, he turned his eyes to the shadow, where the strongest combat power sitting on the field was, of course, other than him:

"Morgana Senator, Icacia has handed it over to you."

"Individual matter."

Morgana has no other objections. Compared with the other people who need to cross that hurdle, she is stronger, but it is more difficult to improve.

Now she has almost bound her path to the empire. If the empire can exercise justice in the entire Runeterra, it is not impossible for her to become a pinnacle demigod.

After the parliamentary session, MPs left in droves.

After this meeting, with the exception of Ryan, who was going to sit in the immortal fortress, the rest of the empire's combat power comparable to that of a demigod was dispatched.

However, this is exactly the situation he wants to see and create.

Living in the immortal fortress for a long time, how can you find the way to be promoted to a demigod.

Pressure is what keeps them going.

The parliamentary hall, which was still moving half a minute ago, now only the crows transformed by Ryan and Swain are still sitting in their positions.

"Fusing the three world runes, how powerful can you be?" said the six-eyed crow.

Ryan sighed: "As long as I master one world rune, I can surpass the so-called peak demigods and step into the realm of true gods with half a foot. But with a human body, fusion of runes is a slow process."

"Can it be accelerated?" Swain said bluntly.

There are too many enemies facing the Empire today.

Void is already at war with them, and now there must be two demigods and several grandmasters to resist.

After that, the power they need to spend will only be more.

And Morde Caesar of the underworld was also eyeing at this time, ready to invade Rune Land at any time.

The Protoss in the dark is not a good person, and may stab the empire behind their back at any time.

The current empire is in urgent need of high-end combat power.

"The speed has reached the limit. This trial of the underworld has come to an end. It can probably be absorbed initially, but it will take time to master the laws." Ryan said objectively.

After thinking about it, he continued:

"Compared to that, Syndra's road is more worth looking forward to. If she can devour Karma's power of Ionia's soul, and fuse demons and star spirits, her strength will surpass me now. "

"At present, Ionia is supported by the soul of Ionia, and Atreus and Karma are unable to move forward at all." The six-eyed crow revealed an anthropomorphic mockery.

A future chosen by a protoss, an inheritor of the soul of Ionia, was actually resisted by everyone, one blade at a time.

"The girl's will is enough to carry most of the power of the soul of Ionia. Give them a chance, or she will lose interest when the black mist spreads to Feilor Island." Ryan chuckled. .

"Now it's the shadow stream that resists the Vastaya and Seti's attack. Do you want to use the piece you buried?" Swain felt that it was time.

"The chess piece of the shadow stream...you can wait." Ryan turned his head slightly, as if recalling, "Don't we still have a candidate?"

"The woman's heart is not in the empire now, she is more like pursuing the so-called justice." Obviously, Swain is not optimistic about the other party.

"She also went to battle with Irelia, not far from the temple of Pallas, and informed her of the order of the empire to take a legendary bow from the temple of Pallas."

"The legendary bow?" Swain said suspiciously, "She will not obey the orders of the Empire."

Ryan smiled instead: "Tell her about the effect of the bow, the arrows shot by the bow can penetrate the black fog and kill all the illusory things."

"As a temptation, the success rate is very high." Swain agreed with Ryan's proposal.

Temple of Pallas, one of the few darkin seal sites known to the Empire. First discovered by Ryan while walking in Ionia, it has been secretly guarded by the Empire, preventing anyone who wants to enter.

And that bow does have the effect that Ryan said.

Even a void creature, hit by an arrow from that bow, would be severely wounded.

Thousands of years ago, that crystal longbow had a big name...

Soaring God's Bow.

Ryan looked indifferently at the world map spread on the conference table.

When the storm is surging, it is the greatest opportunity for the empire.

......

Empire North.

"It's here? What kind of treasure can there be in this kind of icy world?" Derevan stomped the hard ice under his feet angrily.

Even if he was in the polar ice, he was naked with his upper body, and between the two axe swinging, his body was actually steaming hot.

In this way, he looked at the guide with awe.

In the eyes of Freljord, this kind of person who is not afraid of ice can only be the legendary Iceborn.

"My lord, this is the place that lady said."

"Hey, that pale woman, I wouldn't have come if it wasn't for the order of the council."

Delevingne carried the axe on his back, his eyes widening at the ruins in the snow and ice in front of him.

From the appearance, it is obvious that the ruins have not been discovered for a long time, and the appearance of just unearthed is revealed everywhere.

According to the instructions given to him by the council, as long as he gets some benefits here, he can gain power comparable to that of Darius.

Heh, he wouldn't be too lazy to come if it wasn't for that **** guy getting stronger again.

Wait, one day, he will make Darius kneel on the ground and call him big brother!

After signaling the guide to leave, Delevan walked straight into the ruins.

Glancing at the dilapidated murals, it seems that they are all about the heroic deeds of the three sisters.

Except for the three sisters, one person on the mural caught his attention.

It was a man who liked to be **** as much as he did. What surprised him even more was that the weapon the other party held in his hand was actually two flying axes, which were still made of ice.

"It's amazing, this guy looks half as handsome as me." Derevan scratched his moustache.

The further you go deeper into the ruins, the more and more murals there are about the man with the throwing axe.

It seems that this temple should be built for it.

"Bingbing... Although labor and capital were born near the Freljord~www.readwn.com~, they are not iceborn." Delewen felt strange.

Don't look at his naked upper body now, but he can still feel the cold, but his skin is rough and the flesh is thick and resistant to freezing.

"Oh, there seems to be this one!"

Delevin patted his head and took out a tube of ice-blue reagent from his trouser pocket.

This tube of reagent was sent to him by the council, saying that he should drink the reagent before getting the benefit.

He seemed to remember that this thing was made by Victor.

During his time on the Northern Front, he worked with Victor for a while. Well, a monster dedicated to science.

Full of mechanical bumps, can't drink wine, what's the fun?

While thinking about walking, his footsteps stopped.

Right in front of him, a small altar appeared.

And on the altar made of ice, there are two flying axes made of ice at the moment.

"That's what it is? Isn't it just sending weapons, it's all bells and whistles."

Draven grunted, and without hesitation, he took off the cork and poured the reagent straight on, then walked forward.

I don't know if it was the reagent, or as he walked into the weapon, he could feel the surrounding environment getting colder, but the heat inside his body was gushing out.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the two flying axes, one in each hand.

It was also at that moment that a powerful cold current burst out from his body, completely wrapping him.

I don't know how long this wind and snow lasted, and then it slowly dissipated.

And at the core of the ice and snow, Delevan opened his icy blue eyes, clenched the ice flying axe with both hands, and grinned:

"Made, this strength is strong enough. Darius, wait, next time we meet, I will cut you to your knees and call me big brother!"