Chapter 471 The Evil Little Mage Vega
“No, I will not fail!”
The raven demon looked down at Swain, echoing in the air like muffled thunder, full of unwillingness and anger.
The body of the crow, which was composed of shadows, was a little out of control. The power of the shadows began to shrink and was forcibly sucked into his body.
He lowered his head and looked at Swain, looking at the fragment of reverence that was filled with majestic magic power, and a look of fear appeared in the shadow's pupils.
He had a very similar experience to the flame demon Tybok. After being stabbed in the back by LeBlanc, he was sealed away for a thousand years.
For a long time, they were imprisoned in the silver bottle, unable to move and unable to perceive anything outside.
Fortunately, he used the power of shadow to leave hope in a young noble.
And the name of the young noble is
Jerico Swain!
Now, before the raven demon can take over the body and taste the taste of freedom, it will fall into deep sleep again.
He can even confirm that Swain will not revive him again.
This guy's coldness and indifference are definitely comparable to a real devil.
From this, the Raven Demon knew that he might really disappear into the darkness forever this time, no longer able to hear the sound of the wind, and no longer able to enjoy human emotions.
But he also understood that he must not let such a thing happen.
He is a devil!
It’s the Raven Demon!
How could you lose to an ordinary mortal!
Listening to the voice in his ears, Swain remained indifferent and continued to use the power of the Reverence Fragment.
The supreme respect he has earned in the Noxian Empire is slowly transforming into majestic runic power.
Although the demonic power of the Raven Demon is very powerful, there is still a clear gap when it comes to the world runes.
The secrets of the world's runes have long been buried in the long history, and few people know about them.
Even in the many ancient books of the Noxus Empire, there is no relevant record, only a few words mentioning the world runes.
However, these do not prevent Swain from using the power of the Reverence Fragments.
People from Mount Targon can obtain the power of the stars through flattery.
Then, it would look much nobler for him to use the reverence Noxians had for him.
Svein stared at the fragment of reverence embedded in his body, and a strange glow bloomed, reflecting the reverence of countless Noxians for him.
Then he closed his eyes and felt the power in the reverence fragment flowing through his body.
Swain's soul is connected to the faith of the people of Noxus, and their reverence is like an invisible tie that closely connects him to the entire empire.
As the power of the reverence fragments continues to pour in, Swain is slowly suppressing the resistance of the raven demon and sealing it in his body again.
It's just that the other party's will to resist, in Swain's eyes, is like that of an unarmed civilian.
Time seems to pass slowly.
But in the spiritual consciousness, it is just a few moments.
The flock of eating crows in the sky is the best proof.
The crowd of frantic crows that were wild and restless just now gradually calmed down and no longer attacked Annie, but surrounded Swain.
They are waiting.
Waiting for a new owner!
The passing of the shadow vaguely represents the final result.
In the thundercloud storm.
Huo Jixing seemed to be the god of thunder, sending down a deep purple thunder sword light to suppress Mordekaiser and his immortal army.
But he always paid attention to what was going on around the Soul Shaft.
Tibbers' loss of control can be said to be within his expectation.
His experiences in the North made him realize that Tibbers was an uncontrollable existence, so he gave Anne the amulet.
This is the rune mark he made using the Vermillion Bird Seal method.
Katrina also has an amulet in her hand, which is made from the Blue Dragon Seal.
On the other hand, Swain's loss of control was completely beyond Huo Jixing's expectations.
He really didn’t expect that the demon in Swain’s body would wake up at this time and prepare to steal Swain’s body.
Huo Jixing turned to look at Mordekaiser, his eyes moved slightly as thoughts emerged.
It is rumored that Mordekaiser has two demon pets, namely the Fire Demon and the Raven Demon.
Now, they fail one after another.
But Mordekaiser seems to have no intention of leaving the underworld.
Under Huo Jixing's observation, Mordekaiser's green eyes shone with a deep light, as if waiting for some important moment to arrive.
"It seems that all your plans have failed!"
Huo Jixing waved the spiritual wind in his hand and destroyed the immortal legion who walked out of the Stairway to the Sky.
Hearing this, Mordekaiser's eyes darkened.
He really didn't expect that both of his demon pets would fail.
After thousands of years of changes, they seem to have completely failed to keep up with the times and lagged behind others in every aspect.
Even with the power of demons, he still looks so unbearable when facing mortals.
Huo Jixing vaguely saw Mordekaiser's thoughts and chuckled.
“If there is no other means, then His Majesty Mordekaiser and your undead, please stay in the underworld.”
Following Huo Jixing's words, the sound of thunder became more and more roaring, firmly blocking the passage between the underworld and the material realm.
Mordekaiser looked deeply at the thunder falling from the sky, ignoring his two demon pets, and looked at the black tower at his feet.
The towering black tower trembled faintly under the raging of endless thunder, and many dark auras surrounded the tower.
"Misery and torture make you stronger!"
Mordekaiser whispered softly, and the Nightfall in his hand turned around and hit the black tower like thunder on the ground.
Boom!
Ye Meteor hit the black tower, and the green glow flickered on the surface of the hammer, smashing the steel tower body.
The black tower, a symbol of Mordekaiser's power, collapsed, steel fragments streaking through the air and piercing nearby buildings.
In a moment, the world collapsed.
The undead energy in the sky fled around in horror, revealing a huge rune array at the bottom of the black tower.
After the black tower that supplied the majestic undead energy was shattered, the rune array was shattering silently.
The rich dark power seeped out from underneath the rune circle and danced in the air, like demonic arms, looking for prey.
Huo Jixing was originally very surprised by Mordekaiser's actions, but now he looked at the rune array hidden at the bottom of the black tower with solemn eyes.
He smelled the extremely rich dark power.
This power has reached the legendary limit, but it seems unstable?
Buzz! Buzz!
The rune circle was broken, and the dark power that should have been banned could no longer stop surging out, washing away the ruins of the Black Tower.
Immediately afterwards, a short guy wearing armor that symbolized the immortal warlord walked out of the broken magic circle and appeared in Huo Jixing's field of vision.
The little guy was wearing a purple mage hat with a hole in the top of his head, and his long dark purple hair was flying in the wind.
The long brim of the hat covers his face, but his eyes, which are like orange stars, cannot be hidden at all.
His eyes were flashing with doubts and confusion, as if he was wondering how he came out.
As he walked, a strange purple robe, engraved with ancient runes, glowed dimly. His hands were wearing ferocious steel gloves, covered with sharp blades and sharp spikes, and he was waving them around unconsciously.
“Yordles?”
Huo Jixing paused and stared at the Yodles in the ruins of the Black Tower.
For most people in Valoran, they will encounter a yordle rarely in their lives.
Legend has it that the Yodels live in Bandle City, which is a mysterious realm filled with weird trinkets and souvenirs from the material realm.
Although these wonderful creatures often live with mortal peoples for a period of time.
But they always return home with novel stories and experiences.
Because their lives are too long, far longer than ordinary people and extraordinary people.
"Wait...!"
Huo Jixing looked at the yordle costumes in the ruins of the Black Tower. They were very consistent with the impression of a hero in his previous life.
The evil little mage Vega!
“I smell the breath of death!”
Weijia staggered as he walked on the ruins of the Black Tower, his eyes that seemed to be burning with flames showed a trace of confusion.
who is he? where is he from?
Has he had any other life before?
Why did he come to the underworld and be imprisoned under the black tower?
Many questions burden Veigar's fragile mind, like the last flash of light before a total solar eclipse.
He looked at the necromantic energy around him. The confusion and doubts gradually faded away, and a touch of evil filled his pupils.
"Ah hahaha, I'm coming out, I'm coming out!"
Weijia laughed wildly, and the surrounding dark power set off a wave of terror, destroying the ruins and buildings.
As he recalled his experience, the malice in his eyes seemed to materialize, permeating the air.
He entered Valoran during the Darkin War thousands of years ago.
The continent at that time was devastated, and the only brilliance seemed to be the sky above our heads.
The scattered survivors looked up at the sky. The resurgence of research on ancient astral magic also attracted Veigar's interest.
In his imagination, he was already a master of this mysterious magic, so the yordle joined a group of mages in Nokxi, hoping to learn more skills from them.
They did not doubt this newcomer who was thirsty for knowledge, so Vega taught them how to gain hope from the rules of the stars.
But while many people are working hard to rebuild the world, there are others who want to conquer it.
The cruel warlord Mordekaiser leads his army across the land, and anyone who resists his rule will be severely beaten and enslaved.
And this group of mages who are not good at fighting are worthless to this tyrant.
Mordekaiser stood above them wearing the cursed armor, his sharp eyes fell on Veigar, recognizing his true yordle form.
He snatched Veigar away with an iron hand, dragged away the loot and ordered the other mages to be executed.
“Yes, it’s Mordekaiser!”
Vegar looked up at the sky, and after seeing Mordekaiser and the underworld iron armor, the dark power was ready to move.
This guy imprisoned himself.
He remembered that at the beginning, in the center of the Stone Fortress, Mordechai forced himself to use magic to achieve darker purposes.
In this hellish place, he is the only prisoner. This loneliness is the most terrifying and cruel torture for the yordles.
Vegar was forced to cast many horrific spells, some of which strengthened his ruler's rule.
Others create terror simply for the sake of terror.
Yes, terror seems to be the fuel of this dark empire.
Through unimaginable suffering, Veigar became a witness, forced to bear witness to Mordekaiser's evil deeds that granted him near-immortality.
And Mordekaiser knew that the yordles were more agile and clever than any mortal race.
Subsequently, he used evil secrets to bind Veigar to the material plane, preventing him from escaping back to Bandle City.
“How long?”
Veigar didn't know if decades or centuries had passed since he was once imprisoned in darkness.
But he found that his magic and appearance began to distort accordingly.
Weijia looked down at his dress and ugly appearance, with disgust flashing in his eyes.
Originally, after Mordekaiser was conspired to persecute by his men, Veigar thought that his nightmare reign was finally over.
But he underestimated the methods of the Wraith Warlord.
This guy actually escaped into the underworld and took himself into the underworld, bound under the dark steel black tower.
"Huh?"
Vega, who was thinking divergently, heard the words coming from his ears, and his voice was full of malicious sneer.
"Your orders make me tired!"
"I will no longer obey your orders. On the contrary, I will completely tear you apart and let you taste the pain!"
In the dark cage, Veigar vowed to use his only way to deal with the hateful Mordekaiser -
Use ruthless evil deeds to instill fear into Mordekaiser and his legions.
Mordekaiser lowered his eyes and looked at Veigar, who was on the verge of losing control. He understood the Yodle's emotions very well.
After all, thousands of years of imprisonment are enough to drive anyone crazy.
But Veigar can still maintain a certain degree of sanity and not be swallowed up by the darkness, which is enough to show the strength of Veigar's will.
There was no mercy in Mordekaiser's heart. This was not the reason for Veigar to disobey his orders.
A cold look flashed across his green eyes, and he clenched his right hand gently, preparing to teach the Yodel who dared to resist a profound lesson.
“Ahhhh!”
Weijia covered his heart, and a shrill wail sounded from the ruins of the black tower, piercing the sky.
His body had been coveted by Mordekaiser during countless years of imprisonment, and the pain that penetrated his bone marrow made him unbearable.
The long life of the Yodels is something that no emperor can refuse.
Mordekaiser's ambition and greed made Veigar his victim.
Every painful torture seemed to remind him that his life no longer belonged to him.
"Damn!"
Vegar curled up and lay trembling in the ruins, his flaming eyes staring at Mordekaiser fiercely.
His command and control made Vega feel suffocated, and every resistance was ruthlessly suppressed.
"If our roles were reversed, I would show you what cruelty is!"
Weijia thought silently in his heart, but at this moment, he had to bow his head.
Only obedience can temporarily escape the pain caused by Mordekaiser.
"Dear Majesty Mordekaiser, I follow your orders, please stop!"
As the voice of prayer sounded, the pain on Weijia gradually subsided.
He took a deep breath and felt his body gradually return to normal.
Then, he stood up with difficulty and looked at the underground castle outside the underworld.
(End of this chapter)