LOL: Summoner of Goddess Jana

In the evening of the next day, Lester and Kayn arrived as scheduled.

"Commander Leicester, welcome." General Tomily welcomed them into the reception hall of the manor as usual.

Lester looked around, there was no one else in the living room except them.

"General Tomil." Lester asked calmly, "Didn't you say that there are still a few friends coming over today?"

"Haha." Tomili said with a smile: "Those friends are all good wine people, and they are still in the underground wine cellar of my house, admiring the wine cellar of our Tomili family."

"Underground wine cellar?" Lester secretly understood.

He said calmly, "That's right. I was just about to see what precious treasures you have left, General Tomily."

"Then you come with me." General Tomily nodded with a smile.

But he didn't immediately set off to lead the way, but quietly cast his gaze on Kayn who was accompanying him.

Kayn looked tentatively at Lester.Lester said, "You wait here for a while, Kayn."

"Yes." Kayn calmly stepped aside and found a place to sit quietly.

"Commander Leicester, this way please." General Tomili finally set off, leading Leicester out of the living room, and walked slowly into the depths of the manor.

Under Kayn's silent gaze, the two left side by side, without any stewards or servants at their side.

Soon, Lester came to the entrance of the underground wine cellar, and saw the long staircase winding down.

There was no light at the other end of the stairs, and the darkness seemed to lead to hell.

Standing in front of this darkness, Tomil suddenly said: "Lester, do you still remember the battle we fought in Shurima with General Duke Khal?"

"Of course," Lester said.

Back then, he ruthlessly defeated and wiped out a city-state of Shurima that tried to resist the imperial rule with thunderous means, and frightened all the city-states on the north bank to dare not speak up again.

It was a glorious moment in his career, a badge of honor as a hero of the Empire.Of course he won't forget.

"This is the honor we risked our lives for." Tomili said with emotion: "In order to win that war beautifully, both my brothers died in battle. They are both heroes of the empire, just like you and me Same."

"But. Lester, you know?"

Tomily paused slightly, and said mockingly, "General Du Kecao has already written his memoirs in Zaun."

"He seems to have a different idea about this war he personally directed, and about what we have done."

"This..." Lester's face turned cold.

Those Noxian generals who had defected to Zaun loved nothing more than writing memoirs.

And forget about writing, they are always adding oil and vinegar to their memoirs, throwing the blame on their superiors and colleagues at every turn, and describing themselves as a white lotus who can't help themselves and drifts with the crowd.

As a result, except for LeBlanc's "The First Half of My Life" (not yet published), which was personally reviewed by Le Wei, almost all other people's memoirs were written by them as semi-documentary No. 1 novels.

It made those imperial generals who hadn't invested in the wind see the articles of these old colleagues, and they all wanted to fly to Zaun to tear their mouths.

"General Du Kecao, what did he write? Did he blame us for the massacre of the city?" Lester asked displeased.

"That's not true." Tomily shook his head: "General Du Kekao is not that shameless."

"He just faithfully wrote out the details of that war, the roles each of us played, our 'great feats' in Shurima—"

"In the tone of a sinner."

Tomili quietly emphasized the word "sinner".

Lester fell silent for a moment.

"General Du Kecao has already been treated preferentially by the leaders. But he is still a sinner in people's eyes."

"He may spend the rest of his life kneeling before the Shuriman savages who should be kneeling at our feet, confessing his crimes over and over again."

"General Duke Kao is like this, what about the others? What about us? We are also heroes of Noxus, the big sinners in the eyes of leaders."

"Enough!" Lester couldn't bear to listen any longer.

He looked coldly at the prison-like underground, at the darkness leading to the stairs: "Tomily, you don't need to stir up emotions."

"I'm ready to come here today."

"Including." Tomily also looked at the darkness in front of him: "Are you ready to go to hell?"

"Of course." Lester said firmly, "I don't care who or what He is."

"I only know that I climbed here from the slums all the way through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, not to fall down again! No one can take away everything I have worked so hard for! Even God!"

"Okay!" Tomily nodded with satisfaction.

He didn't step on the ladder, but said encouragingly to Lester: "Go, the envoy is waiting for you below."

Lester didn't hesitate at all, and strode down after hearing the words.

He walked down the long stairs, walked through the deep underground corridor, and finally saw an iron door at the end of the long corridor.

Lester pushed open the door decisively.

With hope, he looked at the world behind the door.

Then he saw
"Amistan?!" Lester was stunned.

"Yes, it's me." Amistan smiled and welcomed: "I knew you would come, Lester—after all, you are the same person as us."

"." Lester did not respond.His mind is still confused:

The so-called envoy, his last hope, turned out to be Amistan, the dead man who was sent to the guillotine a year ago by his own hands?

No. This is not a dead person, this is a dead ghost.

Although Amistan still retains the image of her life, her body has become an ethereal spirit body that exudes gray fluorescence all the time.

She is not human, she is an undead.

But undead are not uncommon in Runeterra.When Leicester passed by the Bilgewater waters before, he killed quite a few.

"Are you an angel?" Lester's eyes were full of doubts.

just you?Even if you become a ghost, I'm afraid you're not that powerful, right?

"Heh." Amistan didn't explain with words, but only answered with actions.

With a slight wave of her hand, a black mist of undead surging with powerful magical energy emerged out of thin air.

"Reincarnation!" Black mist quickly enveloped this huge underground secret room, separating the inside and outside of the door into two worlds.

Beyond the black mist is the world of the living, but within this black mist, what permeates is the suffocating power of death.

In front of this force, mortals are so humble and insignificant.

"This, this" Lester's body was trembling.He felt as if he had fallen into the purgatory of death in an instant, powerless to resist, powerless to struggle, let alone escape from this desperate place.

"This kind of power." He instinctively trembled with fear, then raised his head in surprise: "Where did you get it?"

"It seems that you believe me." Amistan chuckled, and waved away the black mist.

Then she replied seriously: "This power is a gift from our Lord Mordekaiser."

There was a subtle silence.

The look of surprise on Leicester's face instantly became stiff.

He was stunned for a while before asking in amazement: "Mordekaiser? That tyrant from thousands of years ago?"

"That's right." Amistan replied: "I am the emissary of His Majesty Mordekaiser. It was His Majesty who sent me back from the underworld to the material realm, and asked me to make final preparations for his return."

Now Lester understood how Amistan became an undead and how she was resurrected.

Mordekaiser, who planned all this behind the scenes, is indeed the mortal enemy of the leader, a god who can rival the goddess Janna.

However.
"You lunatics, you even believe in Mordekaiser?" Lester scolded through gritted teeth.

Now he can't wait to drag Tomily, a jerk over here, to tear his body into pieces to vent his hatred.

Are these nobles crazy?

In order to deal with the leader, actually lead the way for an evil god like Mordekaiser?
Who is Mordekaiser?He is a murderer, a perverted tyrant, an extreme anti-humanity who desires to turn everyone into undead slaves!

Still counting on him to protect the interests of the nobles?

Two human beings are placed in front of this killing god.Does he care who is low and who is noble?
If there is any choice that is stupider than turning to Mordekaiser, it can only be led by the void.

Even being a commoner and a sinner under the leader's rule is better than being an undead slave who cannot be reborn forever under the rule of Mordekaiser!
Lester is reactionary, but he is not anti-human.

After all, he is also a human being.Killing others is fine, which lunatic would be stupid enough to destroy his own clan?
"Lester, calm down." Amistan seemed to have guessed his reaction long ago.

She replied calmly: "It seems that you have some misunderstandings about what my lord has done."

"Oh?" Lester was slightly taken aback.

Indeed, although the legend of Mordekaiser has always been circulating in Runeterra, because of the black rose's efforts to cover it up, people don't know much about this ancient tyrant.

It was the leaders who began to publicly publicize the history of Mordekaiser and expose the existence of Mittner Lachen in the underworld, so that the world had a comprehensive understanding of the horrible deeds of this underworld tyrant.

Most of Leicester's knowledge of Mordekaiser's past deeds comes from the promotional materials of leaders.

"Are you saying that the leader's media has lied to us? Are they spreading rumors and smearing Mordekaiser?" Lester asked with a glimmer of hope.

"That's not true. What the leaders say is true."

Lester: "."

"Don't be nervous, Lester." Amistan explained unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, he did wipe out countless human beings back then."

"But you also killed many people in the past. Do you think you are the kind of anti-human lunatic who kills people for no reason?"

"This" Lester was thoughtful.

He's certainly not a lunatic against humanity.He kills for a reason and purpose.

Even Amistan, a bloodthirsty general known as a pervert, would not kill for no reason for fun.

"The same is true for His Majesty Mordekaiser." Amistan explained: "He was resurrected from the underworld twice, and each time he led an army to slaughter countless creatures in the material realm."

"This is not because His Majesty is bloodthirsty, crazy, and brainless, but because the underworld Mitna Lachen was still an empty wasteland of death at that time, and His Majesty himself was still weak."

"In order for the world to deeply remember the existence of Mitnarachen, to replenish the mouth of the underworld, to build up his army of undead, and to strengthen his own strength, His Majesty Mordekaiser will set off indiscriminate massacres in the material realm again and again. "

Mordekaiser did not kill without purpose.He did these anti-human things to make himself stronger.

"And now, Mitna Rachen is no longer barren, and the Hall of Bones has been built. My Lord has even ascended to the realm of the gods, possessing the majestic power to fight against the enemies of the world."

"Do you think he still needs to kill indiscriminately now?"

"No." Amistan shook her head: "His Majesty Mordekaiser does not want to destroy human beings. His purpose is to rule the world of the living and become the co-lord of the mortal world and the underworld."

Lester was dubious when he heard these words.

"He really doesn't want to wipe out humans?" he asked.

Isn't Mordekaiser's purpose turning everyone into his own undead slaves?
"Of course not." Amistan said, "Lester, think about it:"

"If the living are all extinct, and there is no new life or new soul born in Runeterra, how can there be a steady stream of undead born in the underworld?"

"Without a steady stream of undead and servants, how can His Majesty Mordekaiser have endless power?"

"so."

Not only will Mordekaiser not destroy humans.

He might even lock up human beings in farms like pigs, try to find ways to breed them, and make them give birth with all their strength.

Leicester: "This"

Being locked up for breeding like a pig, and being a slave to the undead after death, this seems to be no better than hanging up directly, how is it going to be?
"That's just a part of lowly race." Amistan explained enthusiastically.

"His Majesty Mordekaiser does not want to completely destroy human society and make the whole world like this."

"After all, without society and civilization, without class and dignity, it would be meaningless for him to be an emperor."

"He needs a lowly kind of person, but also a capable assistant, a flattering minister, people's worship, and the whole world kneeling at his feet and singing his praises."

Slaves, commoners, nobles, emperors, plus the lowest and untouchable race.

All classes perform their duties and their own lives. After death, they go to the underworld to continue serving the emperor and become Mordekaiser's undead servants.

This is Mordekaiser's grand blueprint, the world he wants to shape.

And as time goes by, his strength will only grow stronger.His rule will remain unchanged for thousands of years, and it will never be easy.

"This is really a desperately stable world." Lester sighed.

"This kind of world."

"Great, isn't it?" Amistan grinned grimly.

It is not easy to be stable forever, which means that their aristocratic status will also be difficult forever.

As long as they serve Mordekaiser well, this world will always be their world, and they will never be afraid of someone subverting them.

"." Lester's eyes moved slightly.

Amistan continued to seduce: "Now His Majesty Mordekaiser needs us, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Not only can you keep your status as a nobleman forever, but you can also become the founding father of an empire greater than Noxus, where one person is below ten thousand!"

Lester secretly clenched his fists, his expression becoming more emotional.

But he still looked at the dark underground chamber thoughtfully, and asked in a subtle tone: "What if I disagree? Can I get out of here alive today?"

"Hehe." Amistan's smile suddenly turned cold: "You should have awakened before you came here, right?"

"It seems to be impossible." Lester sighed.

Amistan was right.He had already thought of this situation.

There is no easy way to deal with evil gods, everyone knows that.From the moment he took that step towards this secret room, there was no turning back for him.

"Not only that." Amistan said with a murderous smile: "Even if you have the ability to go out, so what?"

"Lester, don't you forget—"

"Everyone is mortal."

"?!" Lester's pupils shrank.

He suddenly realized why those nobles were scrambling to follow Amistan even though they knew Mordekaiser's notoriety.

Because Mordekaiser is the lord of the underworld, and people are mortal.

They already knew of the existence of Mittnarachen.One day, they will go there, and fall into Mordekaiser's hands.

"Your Majesty doesn't like people who don't know the current affairs."

"Lester. You don't want yourself to be tortured forever in the underworld after a hundred years?"

Lester was speechless.

This is a tyrant who rules the underworld.

You can't hit him, but he is blocking the school gate, always waiting for you to go home after school.

Now that you have blocked them back, they will liquidate you one day.How can one resist?

I heard that Ionians have their own spiritual realm to go to after death, so can he move to Ionia now and convert to Ionia's religion?

Ionia's spiritual realm, should souls other than the land of birth be allowed to enter?

Lester didn't know.No one dared to risk their lives to try.

At this time, Amistan's voice slowly sounded again: "No matter how powerful Goddess Janna is, she is only a god in the material realm. Could she still project her power to Mitna Ra under the control of my lord?" Chen?"

"No one in this world can save you. There is only one way for you to go, and that is to submit to His Majesty Mordekaiser as soon as possible!"

"So."

"Lester, how do you choose?"

"Should I die here now, and then never be reborn in purgatory forever; or should I submit to His Majesty and become the superior person in the two realms of life and death?"

Of course, there is no need to choose, and there is no choice.

"Then, don't resist." Amistan stretched out her hand and condensed a mass of evil magic power: "Accept the power my lord bestows on you."

"Yes." Lester did not hesitate.

He strode forward and stretched out his hand towards the dark light of death: "I swear allegiance to you, His Majesty Mordekaiser."