The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens

In ordinary days, this world-famous international metropolis should be full of noise and prosperity. But today is different, the cold breeze carries the smell of corruption and burning.

The black fog covered the sky and the sun, and the frantic spirits screamed and raged in the city.

Crowds of people tried to escape from this terrifying hell, but the speed of their escape could never keep up with the speed of the expansion of the black fog.

Some people's blood was frozen into ice, and some people saw their hearts being pulled out of their chests by resentful spirits.

Many, many people died tonight, so many that it has turned into a bunch of meaningless numbers.

Their souls were stripped from their bodies by the black mist and became one of countless resentful spirits.

In just a few hours, black fog has occupied every corner of the city. But it is not yet full, and continues to surging forward to further places.

In the center of the city, there is a group of exquisite and luxurious buildings.

This place is called the imperial residence by the locals, and it is the residence of the monarch of the country and his family, although the monarch has no rights and looks more like a mascot.

But he is still a symbol of a country, and a piece of land cannot have two foreign countries, so he is inevitably targeted by the black fog.

Outside the towering palace wall, the pale figure burst out of the fog like a lightning bolt, and the Ruined King's Sword in his hand was raised high, splitting a soldier with a live ammunition into two.

The man's face was contorted in pain, his body melted in an instant, and his soul was devoured by the thick fog.

Lu Wu didn't stop for a moment, he swung his sword and chopped off the second soldier. Countless bullets hit him, as if passing through a cloud of fog, causing no harm at all.

Behind him, hordes of vengeful spirits ate their flesh and drank their blood, tearing the bodies of the living and drawing their souls into the king's army.

The flames of war are scorching, flesh and blood are flying, projectiles are whistling, swords are sonorous, and corpses are buried in a hundred miles.

The tragic scene failed to make Lu Wu's heart flutter.

He stood in front of the gate of Miyagi, holding one hand high, and the thick black mist around him galloped forward.

The thick palace wall was corrupted, turned gray in an instant, and then collapsed in the horrified eyes of others.

Carrying Wang Jian, Lu Wu walked across the gravel and walked leisurely into this imperial residence, which has been passed down for many years.

Suddenly, two soldiers who were covered with explosives and shouted: "Heaven is a black card, onboard!" rushed towards him.

Then he slashed the head with a sword, and the blood splashed out on the head of the person next to him.

The man next to him was frightened, and immediately knelt on the ground, flatteringly expressing his willingness to swear allegiance to the King of Ruin.

The humble appearance makes people look disgusting.

Even though he was wearing an expensive suit, it couldn't hide his dirty and despicable temperament.

Lu Wu did not accept the man's defections and let him be eaten by the black mist.

Ruined king, does not need such unbearable subjects

Only later did he learn that this cowardly and wretched man was actually the Prime Minister of this country.

It's a pity that now the man has turned into a wraithless spirit, standing behind Lu Wu, waiting for his orders.

Under the aggression of the black fog, all resistance has become meaningless.

Soon, the symbolic ruler of this country, a thin old man with gray hair, stood in front of Lu Wu.

In order to maintain the last bit of dignity for the royal family, the old man put on a brown-yellow royal robe, stalked his neck, and stared at the intruder.

"Stop." Lu Wu said, raising his hand again.

The fog, the spirits, the horrors, and all the fighting in the city, all seemed to have settled under the orders of the Ruined King.

"Giving everything you have, I can reward you with a decent death."

The old man tried to organize his language, but his slightly trembling body prevented him from summoning the courage to speak.

Fortunately, Lu Wu is still patient now.

After a long time, the terrified old man slowly spit out a few words: "If I give you all the treasures, and even the whole country."

"Can you...can you let me go?"

His answer disappointed the King of Ruin.

In the next second, it appeared on the top of the old man's head, and the huge blade slashed downward, piercing the heart of this small, cowardly monarch.

His body slid along the edge of the great sword, and the black lines spread out on the surface of his skin.

It didn't take long for the dead corpse to slowly rise from the ground, and an evil blue-green light was pulsing from the cracks in the skin.

Passing over the old man who became a wraith, Lu Wu walked into the palace behind him and sat on the throne that symbolized kingship.

The crown of thorns on the forehead became more dazzling and bright.

At this point, the black fog that exists everywhere in the city seems to be inspired, and it expands the territory of the empire more and more violently.

The streets echoed with screams of despair and the wailing of the dying. Pieces of buildings were reduced to ashes in the black fog and fire, raised high and scattered to every corner of the city.

Order no longer exists, or order in general has disappeared, and a new and different order is being established.

Cruel ambition and narrow hatred have been secretly wronged for many years, and finally found the opportunity to appear.

Thousands of people even cursed and voluntarily threw themselves into the darkness, and they raised their arms and shouted, proclaiming that the land was under the rule of the Ruined King.

The courtiers of the pale monarch also began to gradually gather at the imperial residence.

They brought gifts to their king, mostly the heads of rebels, some of them powerful conjurers.

Of course, there will also be some ingenious gifts...

As the only remaining power in this world, the few people headed by Gojo Satoru still don't know anything about it.

They're complacent about taking out an unworthy undead creature.

At the same time, the strange behavior of bringing Su Nuo's fingers to Lu Wu was puzzled.

Wujo Satoru now has a strong sense of unease, his face is pale, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's heart beat faster, but he didn't want his companions to see him like this.

So trying to stay calm.

Just now, the reason why the giant undead could not be killed immediately was also because of this inexplicable heart palpitation.

He suddenly felt that the world seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

The series of reactions caused by the changes made Gojo Satoru's invincible "lower limit" barrier, as if invisible cracks appeared.

"We have to speed up."

An singer and Kazama Kotaro deeply agreed. Now that the black fog has occupied the entire city, if the speed of progress is not accelerated, the ghost knows what will happen next.

So, the three no longer hesitated, and moved towards the established goal rapidly.

They thought that their whereabouts were concealed enough, but they did not know that their every move was under the supervision of Lu Wu.

If you want to kill the evil dragon who is a disaster for the world and obtain the treasure of the evil dragon, how can these warriors do without paying a little price.