LOL: Summoner of Goddess Jana

Chapter 477

Underworld, Mittner Lachen.

Mordekaiser perched atop that throne, admiring the ever-present murmur of pain.In his citadel, the Throne absorbed most souls, and the wailing of them was music to his ears.

He raised his head and looked over the magnificent hall.The generals who were eligible to be killed by him during his lifetime are now on standby.No one flinched, and did not move an inch without his orders.

His kingdom is ready to go.

However, Mordekaiser is not in a hurry to return to the world of the living just yet.

He is the living King.Time is always on his side.

The terrifying invasion from the underworld thousands of years ago has deeply imprinted the existence of Mittna Lachen into the minds of every Valoran.

People continue to die, and continue to follow their belief in the afterlife, and come to this world that belongs to Mordekaiser.

His power has been continuously increasing, from thousands of years ago, until now.

One day, Mordekaiser will rule the physical realm with an invincible posture.Not even the reclusive demigod of the Freljord, the darkin of Shurima, could stop his coming.

And now, he is only one step away from his own ambition.All he needs is a little patience, and the last few years.

"This year's sacrifice has arrived, Your Majesty." An undead knight slowly stepped into the hall, reminding him in a cold tone.

Like other undead warriors who have been enslaved for thousands of years, his appearance, temperament, and even his words and deeds are completely lifeless.

They are like cold machines, they can only be loyal to their masters.

"En." Mordekaiser happily admired the numb expressions of his subordinates who couldn't even express the pain, and finally lifted his Nightfall Hammer and slowly left the throne.

He stepped out of the main hall, walked through the promenade, stepped onto the high fortress wall, and looked down at the empty and vast wasteland below him.

The wasteland is usually lifeless.But now, the land under the city wall is full of people.

These figures are crowded outside the Immortal Fortress, boundless at a glance,
They are usually weak souls who are not even qualified to enter the Immortal Fortress, and can only wander disorderly in the wasteland.

They were all the "lucky ones" who met Mordekaiser's undead knight shortly after coming to the underworld.It was the magic of the undead knights that gave them a second life, allowing them to maintain their immortality in this underworld wasteland.

But the souls will soon discover that such eternal life is not a gift, but a shackle that cannot be broken free forever.

They can only wander in the empty wasteland forever, enduring Mordekaiser's soul slavery, and the never-ending, painful underworld wind.

There is only one way to escape, and that is to voluntarily become a sacrifice to Mordekaiser.

Therefore, every time Mordekaiser finished "digesting" and needed to "eat" again, the undead would spontaneously gather outside the Immortal Fortress, scrambling to wait for the "reward" from the tyrant.

Today, and countless todays over the past 1000 years, are not much different.

But Mordekaiser was still faintly aware of the subtle change: "Have fewer people come to offer sacrifices to me?"

He looked down the city.The wandering souls waiting to be sacrificed outside the city still seemed boundless.But compared to the past, there seem to be fewer souls who come here to seek relief.

Why is that?
Is it the normal fluctuations caused by his eating too much in the past few years?

It is because the intensity of the war in Runeterra has decreased, and fewer people died.

Or has the work efficiency of the undead knights decreased over the years, and fewer souls have been caught in the wasteland?

Or maybe these wandering souls suddenly found some hope of turning around, and they don't need to be relieved?

"Oh..." Mordekaiser thought of several possibilities in succession, only the last one was the most ridiculous.

This is Mittner Latchen, his world.It is impossible for these wandering spirits to turn over, and it will never be possible.

"Let's get started." Mordekaiser didn't intend to delve into this subtle change.

He held Ye Yun high, and looked down at those poor wandering souls begging for relief with his cold eyes burning with will-o'-the-wisps: "Hand over your souls, slaves!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Mordekaiser's Nightfall sledgehammer had emitted deadly magic waves, but the wandering souls shouted and prayed for praise, scrambling to squeeze forward.

Mordekaiser sneered and admired all this.

At the same time, a magical storm filled with the power of terrifying undead is slowly covering the sky.

"Reincarnation!" Under the gray mist, this wasteland instantly turned into an absolute domain of the dead.

The lingering wind of death violently impacts everything, and even the soul cannot survive here.

"Ahhh——" The wandering souls caught in this death storm suddenly wailed heart-piercingly.

Their souls are being torn apart inch by inch, being shattered bit by bit by the storm, and finally flowing into Mordekaiser's iron armor along with the converging magic vortex.

Will-o'-the-wisps bloomed in Mordekaiser's eyes, and his strength rose again.

In this way, he devoured these poor souls unscrupulously like a whale swallowing an ox, stealing their power,
When the wandering souls saw this appalling scene, instead of fleeing backwards, they rushed out of the deadly storm of death recklessly, with a happy expression of finally being relieved.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the "desperate situation of reincarnation" seems to be the paradise that has finally arrived in their eyes.

However, at this time
"Wait! Wait!" An exception appeared.

"Your Majesty Mordekaiser! Don't kill me! I have important information to bring to you!!" A wandering spirit shouted to him from the city, avoiding the ever-expanding death storm in horror.

"Oh?" Mordekaiser was really curious.

So he waved his hand to disperse the death storm, and then held that special wandering soul far away from the air, dragged it and sucked it in front of him.

Only then did Mordekaiser see this guy clearly.

This is a woman.

Her soul still retains the image of the last moment of life:

Wearing the uniform of a Noxian general, but with heavy shackles on his hands and feet.

"General of Noxus." Mordekaiser was a little dissatisfied.

He doesn't like Noxus.Those ignorant traitors who picked up his inheritance began to claim immortality and greatness.

But regardless of her background, this female general has her merits:
She is not a wandering soul captured and preserved by the undead knight, but a free soul struggling to keep her form in this wasteland by her own will.

This shows how powerful her soul is.

But she is far from strong enough.Her soul has become crumbling under the long-term ravages of the wind of the underworld, and it seems that she may dissipate and perish at any time.

"Are you here to seek refuge from me?" Mordekaiser saw her intention at a glance.

The soul of this woman has almost dissipated.Without his protection, she would die soon.

In the past 1000 years, there have occasionally been such strong men from the mortal world—they were unwilling to accept the end of extinction, and were unable to survive in the underworld for a long time with their own strength, so they simply offered their freedom and loyalty to him in exchange for eternal life the power of.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The woman said reverently and respectfully, "I don't want to die. I hope to be your loyal servant and serve you forever."

"I can fulfill your wish." Mordekaiser was quite happy to have another powerful servant.

But the woman immediately said: "I still have important information to bring to you, Your Majesty Mordekaiser."

"In the world of the living, there is a powerful force against you that is rising rapidly. You must return to the material realm as soon as possible to get them out"

"Oh." Mordekaiser once again saw through the woman's thoughts.

He could see from the woman's almost undisguised resentment expression: "Those people you mentioned are your enemies? Do you want to lead the way for me and let me avenge them for you?"

"Yes!" The woman didn't hide anything: "It was those damn leaders who killed me."

"Leader?" Mordekaiser had never heard of this name.

He also seldom pays attention to the current situation changes in the material field with high frequency.

To him, two years is just a short period of time that can be spent in retreat to study a magic and just take a nap.

He didn't know, nor could he imagine, what shocking changes could happen to Runeterra in such a short period of time.

In the past 1000 years, the news that Mordekaiser got from the mortal world was nothing more than "the rise of Noxus" and "the establishment of Demacia".

These news are earth-shaking events to mortals, but they are insignificant to him.

After all, no matter how much these human kingdoms struggle, they are nothing more than a group of mortals playing house.

"Your Majesty, those leaders are different." Mordekaiser was not interested, but the woman insisted: "They are believers of the goddess Janna, and they are backed by real gods!"

"And, at least when I died, the leaders had already secretly controlled the country of Noxus."

"Your enemy back then, LeBlanc, as well as the demons of fire and shadow controlled by her, as well as the demons of concealment and the demon of desire, are now under the control of the leader!"

"This..." Mordekaiser's eyes flashed.

Janna, LeBlanc, Fire Demon, Shadow Demon, Secret Demon, Desire Demon
The announcement of this series of names finally made him pay more attention to the news of the woman in front of him.

A demigod, a lich, and four major demons, this new force called the leader is indeed not weak.

"However." Mordekaiser still remembers that Janna was only believed by some residents in Zaun and the coastal areas of Shurima, a demigod whose inheritance has gradually been cut off.

How could such a good god who has been indifferent to the world for thousands of years get mixed up with LeBlanc and the four great demons?

"Your Majesty, the situation here is very complicated." The woman was about to explain in detail.

Mordekaiser held her head impatiently with one hand, and said, "I'll see for myself."

As soon as the words fell, a deadly magic power froze her soul.

And all the memories deep in her soul were clearly presented in Mordekaiser's eyes.

"Janna, Leader, Janna Thought"

"Levi, Swain, Darius."

Mordekaiser has been fully informed of all the major events that have happened in the past two years, and the wind of change that has come rapidly.

"Amistan." Mordekaiser also knew the origin of this woman.

She is Amistan, the warlord of Noxus, because she was on the wrong team when Swain liquidated the remnants of the Black Rose, and was ruthlessly sent to the Noxus guillotine by the leader.

"You" Mordekaiser sorted out everything Amistan knew.

Then, he instantly realized the seriousness of the problem.

This goddess Janna is no longer the demigod crane tail that he knew back then, whose inheritance was gradually cut off.

This goddess seized the new outlet, found the new track, and was reborn in this new era with the stalwart posture of the wind of change.

Just as Mordekaiser occupied the realm of the dead, turning all souls into his servants and food.

Janna is also rapidly occupying the world of the living, turning almost everyone into her fans and her source of strength.

"You stupid coward!" Mordekaiser looked at Amistan coldly.

The woman, and those foolish Noxians, were terrified by the divine power of Goddess Janna descending on the Twin Cities.

Mordekaiser can see from her memory that the original goddess Janna just borrowed the power of the natural hurricane, and she was not that strong at all.It's just that Amistan and the others were greedy for life and afraid of death, so they failed to expose the true face of the leader.

But now, with the development and growth of the leader, everything is hard to say.

"Your Majesty, I deserve death!" Amistan regretted too much.

She was the first imperial general to come into contact with Leader, and she even had many joint ventures with Leader under her name.

If she had known that she would end up on the wrong team by Swain, a traitor with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she should have drawn a clear line with the past and rushed to cough before Swain.

It's too late to say anything now.

She only hated Swain for cooperating with the leader to fish and enforce the law, so that she couldn't become the "old friend" of the leader.

Since we are not friends, we can only be enemies who will never die.

"Your Majesty Mordekaiser." Amis said frankly: "The leader has almost ruled the world of the living. Please lead the king to counterattack as soon as possible."

"You don't need to say that, idiot." Mordekaiser interrupted her coldly.

The potential of a believing god is endless.Of course he knew that he couldn't procrastinate any longer.

He couldn't sit still on the Diaoyutai anymore, and continued to accumulate strength slowly.He must return to the world of the living as soon as possible, and kill the reborn and rising goddess as soon as possible.

But the barrier between the material realm and the spiritual realm is not so easy to break.

He still has to make final preparations before he can lead his army of hundreds of millions of undead to fully counterattack the mortal world.
"Amistan." After some thought, Mordekaiser looked at her deeply.

"Huh?" Amistan was slightly taken aback.

Then, in the next second, she felt an astonishingly powerful magical power pouring into her body.

This magical power instantly stabilized her soul, and she was no longer afraid of the constant blowing wind of the underworld.

This is a generous gift.At this moment, she felt as powerful as a god.

"Your Majesty." Amistan knelt down in front of her new master quickly and wittily: "What do you need me to do for you?"

"Yes." Mordekaiser calmly looked at the new servant who had received his gift and also put on the shackles of slavery.

He said: "To completely open the gate of the plane, someone needs to cooperate from the material realm."

Back then, he used Ou Chen language magic to project his thoughts into the material realm, and bewitched a group of mages who happened to be casting spells in search of forbidden powers, and then asked them to help open the plane channel.

But now, Mordekaiser has no time to prepare slowly like this.

To completely break the barrier between the two worlds and open a plane channel that is enough for the army of the underworld to invade in an all-round way is not something that a few bewitched mages can do.

Fortunately.Compared with the time when he could only infiltrate across borders with his thoughts, he now has more powerful means.

"I can send your soul back to the world of the living." Mordekaiser said: "Amistan, this task is entrusted to you."

"I" Amistan didn't hesitate at all.

Because she was shocked to find that after she accepted Mordekaiser's power, she had no room to question Mordekaiser's orders.

So she fell to her knees piously: "Yes, my lord!"

(End of this chapter)