League of Legends Invades Another World

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"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the exciting Dray Alliance!"

On the high platform, Delevingne walked out of the side door with a calm expression, and then sat down on the stone chair.

The top of the head is decorated with a golden headband, embellished with crystal gems. The gray-white wolfskin cloak dropped from the shoulders, covering the bright and bright clothes, and the well-cut size showed the sexy muscle lines.

He had thought of many names for the show, the Draven series? ? Draven exhibition match? ?

No, no, none of these things.

Delevingne vetoed those names, not feeling at all what he wanted, and such performances would eventually go out into the world as he set the daily standard.

alliance?

Hey, that's a good word.

Therefore, the name of his performance is called: Delai Alliance!

Delevingne looked down at everyone in the stands, and a smile of extreme excitement appeared on his face.

"It's going to be...a wonderful and bloody show, it's going to be...a crazy show you've never experienced!"

"Survival! Death! Blood boils!"

Crazy voices came from the magic audio-visual installation in the stands, stirring the emotions of the audience, and the fiery atmosphere gradually rose, lingering over the prison.

"The rules are very simple." Delevingne looked around at everyone, including the audience, and the prisoners who had not yet come out of the prison.

"There is only one person left, and it is recognized by me."

"You....will be reborn!"

"Now, I announce the Delai Alliance, officially..."

"start!"

Accompanied by a roaring sound that spread throughout the prison, all the sturdy and heavy iron fences were suddenly pulled up, setting off gusts of wind and sand.

The dutiful Noxian soldier pushed forward the prisoners in front of each passage.

The unprepared prisoners stumbled out of the passage, the winter sun stinging the eyes that suddenly saw the light, and almost all the prisoners could not help but stretch out their hands to block the light from shining.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Below the audience platform, at the top of the wall of the yellow sand venue, the wooden wine barrels rolled down one by one at the gap between the two, fell on the yellow sand floor, and the turbid wine was spilled.

Made by Gulagas--Inflammable [Flame Fire Wine].

Then the Trifali Legionnaire dropped pieces of flint.

A fiery orange-red flame rose up in an instant, roasting the expelled prisoners, and even those who were slow to respond, the black prison uniform ignited with sparks.

"Wow oh oh oh!"

Under the stimulation of the flames rising from the sky, the roar of the audience became louder.

The prisoners put down their covered hands and left the cage of the dark tides, and they saw again the blue sky and white clouds, and...the soldiers who grabbed themselves, and the audience who looked at them like clowns...

Most are ordinary people.

Inexplicable emotions emerged in the hearts of the prisoners. Those who were lowly and inferior before actually... suppressed the surging anger. They carefully checked the environment, and out of the corner of their eyes, they observed the enemy beside them.

Once inside the cage, they were strangers who could talk to each other, but outside the cage they became... enemies!

The way back has been blocked by flames, and even if they crossed the flames, those soldiers in black armor are not what they can handle now that they have lost their extraordinary strength.

The loud cries resounded, disturbing the emotions of the prisoners. Many heavy breathing sounded quietly, and their gazes involuntarily fell on the other prisoners around.

Newborn, what a yearning word.

Especially during the period of living in prison, they are more eager, although food and water keep them in physical condition, but the life without light is also tormenting them.

They miss the happy, sensual, and high-spirited life outside.

The restless atmosphere is getting more and more uneasy, and the prisoners understand the life of the gladiators, most of whom have watched the bloody performances of the arena, but now they are replaced by them...

The entire arena covered with yellow sand is not very big, it is circular and about 200 meters in diameter.

The prisoners' respective positions surround the Yellow Sand Arena, and there is an iron gate between each of them. It is a clear signal that after two points have been won, they continue to move towards the center of the arena.

The hesitation slowly filled the air. The prisoners looked at each other, but did not make a move. After all, they were not real gladiators. They still retained the restraint given by their previous identities.

The lean prisoner who came out of the east passage looked at the silent and depressing atmosphere, secretly swallowed, and turned his body gently, trying not to attract the attention of outsiders.

Judging from observation, and the information obtained in the prison, he... may be the weakest.

"Damn, I'm just a peripheral gangster, why should I be imprisoned here?? It seems that this time..."

boom!

There was yellow sand splashing from his side, and the lean prisoner's face was shocked. He knew that the guy next door started to do it, he turned around quickly, and his bloodshot eyes looked at the other party, wanting to ask for mercy...

boom!

Huge fists bombarded the thin prisoner's head, blood mixed with white liquid spilled on the yellow sand, a burly prisoner stood beside the corpse, opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Sorry, I also really want to live. "

come or not

And wiping the blood on his face, the burly prisoner turned and looked around, being on guard.

And this battle that ended quickly was like a spark, completely igniting the yellow sand arena.

The bloody battle broke out, and the ground was stained red with dripping blood.

Countless spectators shouted and shouted, and their expressions were slightly hideous. Few of the people who could come to the prison to watch the performance were content with the status quo. They longed for things from the outside to stimulate their emotions.

Deloitte Union.

Compete based on the Liquidators of the Noxian Empire.

This is a well-designed performance game, half entertainment, half fighting, but the result of failure is the real loss of life.

High platform, stone seats.

Draven leisurely watched the bloody battle unfolding below, the small sharp dagger he took out from somewhere was spinning in his right hand, and a touch of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Immediately, he looked at the increasingly hot audience and praised: "Well done, Sigrid."

"My lord Miao Zan, this is what I should do." Sigrid, who was standing quietly beside the stone chair, bowed in response, her beautiful face full of respect.

"But it's not exciting enough." The sharp dagger turned in his hand, bringing a slight cold wind, Draven looked at the battle that lost his extraordinary strength, and shook his head slightly.

"It's time for us to give these guys some 'rewards' that will make the show even better."

"Go ahead with the next plan."

"Yes, my lord."

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"That's it?" In the luxury box, Modrian boredly watched the big battle below. The scene was indeed bloody, punching to the flesh, and even brainstorming, but this was just a battle for ordinary people, and it didn't interest him at all. .

On the contrary, the embarrassing faces of the temples and noble forces below look more interesting, hmm... Did you recognize some acquaintances?

"Of course not," Swain said softly, his black eyes reflecting the terrain of the entire arena. How could Draven, who gave Noxus Liquidators a new concept, only have this.

"Just watch it, Draven never disappoints!"

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ps: The recent vacation was a bit too comfortable...staying up late caused some physical problems, I went to the hospital to hang water, and queued up for two hours......will make up later .

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