LOL: Kaisa's correct evolution manual

Being watched by Zhang Xu, Leblanc's body suddenly turned cold. This kind of gaze was like looking at the flowers and plants on the roadside. It was really a gaze that ignored everything...

It was not until Zhang Xu's gaze left her body that Leblanc felt relieved and her cold body began to warm up gradually.

She felt as if she had been through the gates of hell.

But fortunately, the other party didn't seem to want to kill him.

After much deliberation, Zhang Xu finally chose to let Leblanc go.

Firstly, because this girl didn't provoke him, Zhang Xu didn't hate her that much. On the contrary, he still wanted to see this illusion of Leblanc alive, continue to plan those shady things, and then fight with Swindarius.

It’s fun to think about it.

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Immortal Fortress.

This is the name of the capital of Noxus, but it is also a forbidden place full of hidden secrets.

A tall and ancient castle.

To this day, Swain has not thoroughly explored the entire castle - even though he now has the demon Ram in his body who can spy on secrets.

There was a part of the shadow area that he hadn't had time to explore. To be more precise, he didn't dare to explore it. The demon Ram in his body had warned him countless times that the power contained in that area was extremely terrifying.

Swain, wearing a cloak that reached down to his calves, stood on the fifth floor of the castle, looking down at everything inside the castle.

But his face now looked particularly ugly. The war of Noxus' invasion of Ionia not only changed Ionia, but also changed Noxus itself.

Noxus has indeed completed the change of regime, but his new leader has been spending most of his time dealing with the aftermath of that war of aggression, commonly known as cleaning up the mess.

However, Swain is sometimes happy to do this kind of clean-up work.

Only something he learned recently was the real reason for his unhappy expression.

The brutal warlord and tyrannical human monarch, Tharn Uzul, and the ruthless iron-armored wraith, Mordekaiser.

A terrifying existence that existed thousands of years ago.

If he hadn't heard this name from his wizard, Swain might not have been so upset, but now he knew. Facing an existence of this level, Noxus could only hope for one thing - Mordekaiser would never find a way to return to the human world.

No force could stop his conquest.

This is what the wizard told him that day.

Swain took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and looked towards the sixth floor, which he had never set foot on.

The Immortal Bastion was once built by Mordekaiser himself, which means that the entire sixth floor may be hiding the secret of Mordekaiser - a secret that even Ram cannot pry into, a power that even demons would fear.

Swain seemed hesitant, as if he was considering the consequences of stepping into the sixth floor.

After a long silence, Swain sighed heavily, gently stroked his arm, his eyes suddenly firm.

Then, he ignored Ram's warning and strode up the last step leading to the sixth floor.

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The spire of a tall tower stood tall, black smoke seeped out from the black iron, and a burst of necromancy energy emerged. Mordekaiser stared at his territory, and an evil pride rose in his heart.

Mittner Lachen.

This was his underworld, his empire. Every stone beneath his feet was made by his hands. The battlements and ramparts were shaped by cruel magic and iron will. Where there was once nothing, there was now a world to marvel at - a realm where all spirits would dwell forever and never dissipate.

The throne towered before his eyes, the iron back stretched steeply upward, turning into spikes pointing to the sky. The base of the throne was engraved with sharp characters in the Ochen language. The ever-present whispers now became almost roaring, hysterical, and never stopped.

Mordekaiser placed a hand on the armrest, admiring his work with pride. The throne had absorbed the most souls in his fortress, and the wails from it were like music to his ears.

Everything is ready.

In life, he thought of himself as a great conqueror, striving to enter the halls of eternity. But where others accepted death as a final outcome, he saw it as the beginning of his true crusade. Now, the magic of death flows through him. Now, the secrets he plundered from the hidden corners of the world after death are within his grasp.

Modkaiser's gaze passed through the majestic hall and looked into the distance.

Outside the hall, all the generals and dead souls who were qualified to be killed by him personally were already on full alert. No one flinched and would not move without his order.

The undead souls eroded by dark sorcery will not dissipate, and the most powerful souls among them will become his most devout immortal army. They will follow him and be invincible.

His kingdom is ready to go.

Mordekaiser knew it was time for him to return to the world of the living.

All the souls of Runeterra are eagerly waiting.

Modkaiser proudly raised the huge mace in his hand - this was a brutal weapon forged from the souls of the dead wizards, Nightfall. A weapon that could command the dead, a powerful thing that could control the resurrected undead.

His reign...is about to begin!

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Realizing that Zhang Xu and Riven had already gone far away, Leblanc finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Not until Zhang Xu left could Leblanc feel the existence of her own body again - only then could she move her body freely.

Cassiopeia in the stands twisted her body flexibly and soon came to LeBlanc's side.

As the most qualified assistant, Cassiopeia did not ask about what happened just now, but just cast an inquiring look.

Leblanc shook her head and did not say what happened just now. She just said lightly:

"let's go."

"Asshole! Help...help me!"

It was not until LeBlanc's voice was heard that Draven, who had been forgotten by everyone and was still lying on the ground, finally took a breath and shouted.

But LeBlanc just glanced at the guy coldly. She was able to save Draven's life, and that was enough.

Treat his injuries?

No, that wasn't what she was supposed to do - right now, she had more important things to do.

Cassiopeia followed LeBlanc and left in a hurry, but what she didn't notice was that there was a pair of eyes in the stands who were silently watching her.

Looking at Cassiopeia's departing figure, the scene that just flashed across her mind flashed through Sivir's mind.

This face... no wonder it looks familiar!

The corners of Sivir's mouth curled up slightly, forming a subtle arc.