The Glory of Noxus.

Inside the Soul Shaft.

LeBlanc sat cross-legged at the bottom of the well with an elegant posture, ignoring the many wailing souls around her.

The slender white hands were pressing against the surface of the underworld iron armor, and the spiritual consciousness slowly penetrated into the armor, trying to establish a connection.

Suddenly!

A faint green glow suddenly appeared before my eyes.

It was like a cold wind blowing, lifting the black veil and revealing a cold and beautiful face.

Leblanc's eyes narrowed, and before she could react, her mental consciousness entered the spiritual realm of the Underworld Iron Armor.

Then, a familiar figure slowly appeared in her sight.

"Should I call you the Pale Lady?"

"Or. Leblanc?"

Mordekaiser, clad in the iron armor of the underworld, stood in front of Leblanc like a demon lord returning from ancient times.

The dark green eyes stared at the face engraved deep in his memory, causing an inexplicable sense of violence to rise in Mordekaiser's heart.

He remembered very clearly that it was Leblanc who led many of his subordinates, whom he once trusted very much, to stab him with the blade of betrayal and expel him from the material world in a miserable manner.

Although the final rebellion was exactly what he had carefully prepared and was a crucial step.

But Leblanc's betrayal still made him regard it as one of the shames of his imperial career.

"Your Majesty Mordekaiser, welcome back!" Leblanc stood up gently and saluted Mordekaiser.

It seemed that LeBlanc was not surprised at all by the appearance of Mordekaiser.

"Hmm? You know my plan?"

Mordekaiser stared at LeBlanc with icy eyes. Judging from her current attitude, it seemed that she already knew everything.

"No, how could I know your plan?" Leblanc shook her head and spoke directly about her inner thoughts.

"But you shouldn't be so anxious to return to Runeland, or even secretly tempt me to invest the necromancy energy into the Underworld Iron Armor."

Leblanc chuckled, and many black roses bloomed in her spiritual realm, surrounding her.

"I stay near the Soul Shaft all the time, and some of your movements cannot be hidden from me."

"Coupled with this underworld iron armor, I traced the source and vaguely understood that your plan to fake your death must be not simple."

"So, I have been waiting, waiting for you to return to Runeterra."

Leblanc's purple eyes passed over Mordekaiser and fell into the hazy passage behind him, where she saw a world filled with undead energy.

Darkness and weirdness are intertwined, as if it is a corner forgotten by the world.

Underworld!

A gleam of greed flashed in Leblanc's eyes, and her heart was filled with desire and curiosity about the underworld.

She really wanted to explore the underworld, uncover its secrets, and master the power of death that existed in ancient legends.

Modkaiser listened carefully to Leblanc's words, but kept moving forward.

He saw the greed for the underworld in Leblanc's eyes, which was his taboo.

Rumble!

Mordekaiser clenched Nightfall tightly. The hideous hammer flashed with a strange green light in his hand, like a ray of undead lightning that pierced through the spiritual realm and smashed towards Leblanc.

All of a sudden!

The spiritual realm was in turmoil, and the destructive storm brought about by Nightfall swept through the area where Leblanc was like a raging beast.

The terrifying undead energy almost crushed the space, and tiny ripples spread out in all directions.

"Your Majesty Mordekaiser, your temper is still as violent and cruel as it was a thousand years ago."

Leblanc remained expressionless as she watched the destructive energy brought by Nightfall approaching her.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

[The Demonic Shadow]!

A brilliant golden glow rose beneath Leblanc's feet, unfolding like petals, releasing ultimate charm.

However, when faced with the impact of destructive energy, the golden petals shattered silently.

Along with Leblanc, she also perished in the wave of destruction.

Seeing this, Modkaiser raised his brows slightly, looked into the distance with a serious expression, and gently picked up the Night Meteorite in his hand and placed it on his shoulder.

Under his cold gaze, Leblanc's broken figure slowly appeared, with golden petals falling around it.

Compared to just now, Leblanc was now wearing a purple cloak with gold edges and holding a flaming staff.

The long purple hair was slightly lifted in the storm of destruction, and the close-fitting purple tulle outlined her extremely sexy figure.

This is the fame of Runeland—

LeBlanc, the Deceiver!

Mordekaiser felt LeBlanc's powerful strength, gripped Nightfall tightly, and let out a breath.

"I didn't expect your power to have grown to this point."

"The fake is confused with the real, and the real is confused with the fake!"

Leblanc smiled and didn't answer, but her smile revealed a hint of cunning and evil.

Thousands of years have passed, how could her power remain the same?

At the same time, she suddenly thought of the terrifying strength displayed by Huo Jixing, and a trace of gloom appeared in her eyes.

If it weren't for Huo Jixing, the unexpectedly gifted star spirit, how could she have started planning in advance.

Even the Trifarix Council and Swain dared to clean up the Black Rose, perhaps because of the confidence given by Huo Jixing.

Mordekaiser half-narrowed his eyes, staring at Leblanc in front of him. Her body seemed real, but it was a little blurry.

"But your personality hasn't changed. You're still so cautious and like to consider all the back-up plans."

"This is your home turf, Your Majesty Mordekaiser. Isn't it normal for me to be on guard?"

Leblanc spoke softly, then her eyes changed slightly as she seemed to realize something.

"Your Majesty Mordekaiser, a thousand years have passed. Let your conquest once again come to Runeland!"

After saying this, Leblanc's lips curled up into an elegant smile.

Modkaiser looked puzzled, and had not yet been able to extend his hand covered with undead energy.

next moment!

What happened in the spiritual realm made him furious.

Leblanc raised the deep purple Dark Flame Torch in her hand, with an evil flame burning on the top, burning the soul energy pouring into the Underworld Iron Armor at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She had already left marks deep in these souls, and now, under the guidance of the Dark Flame Torch, the energy of many souls spontaneously ignited.

The soul energies that had been flowing calmly under the restraint of the rune array suddenly burst into dazzling flames like ignited gunpowder.

Leblanc kept moving, the Dark Flame Torch in her hand leaping with evil purple flames.

Every burning will bring about waves of terrifying energy fluctuations.

And under her control, the detonated soul energies turned into an undead storm that swept across the heaven and earth, sweeping towards Modkaiser.

Rumble!

As the soul exploded, a deafening sound rang out, and the spiritual realm of the Hades Iron Armor could no longer be maintained.

As if it was torn apart by a huge force, it began to collapse piece by piece, unable to maintain its current shape.

The scenes of the material realm hidden behind the spiritual realm gradually emerged.

It's an ancient vertical shaft!

Mordekaiser loosened his clenched fists and stared at the disappearing Leblanc with a cold expression.

He has no way to chase after her now. To open the passage to the underworld, he must rely on the soul energy in front of him.

Therefore, what he had to do was to calm the dead storm in front of him and appease or destroy the raging souls around him.

[Darkness rises]!

Modkaiser made a decision immediately, stepped into the soul storm, and let the soul blade cut his body.

As he went deeper, the raging soul storm around him gradually subsided.

The obedient ones will cling to the surface of the armor, while the disobedient ones will be completely destroyed.

The underworld iron armor he was wearing became more and more solid, and an illusory passage appeared faintly behind him, connecting the rune land and the underworld.

"Sure enough, these are not difficult for you, Your Majesty Modkaiser!"

Leblanc stared at the Underworld Armor in front of her that had regained its calm and shook her head slightly.

Then, she noticed the movement of the soul shaft out of the corner of her eye and directly controlled the rune array engraved in the shaft.

Buzz!

The Iron Armor of the Underworld rose up and slowly appeared above the Soul Shaft.

Seeing that the distance was about the same, Leblanc used the same trick again. The body that remained in everyone's sight disappeared as the power of soul crushing fluctuated.

"A rose cannot grow in the darkness, it will only die growing in the darkness."

The whispering sound was drowned in the shattered purple light and shadows.

The edge of the Soul Shaft.

"what happened?"

Under the gaze of Swain and Huo Jixing, the underworld iron armor suspended in the soul shaft suddenly shook.

As a result, the souls poured into the well automatically ignited purple flames, setting off a terrifying soul storm.

The figure of the Pale Lady also gradually disappeared in the soul storm.

"Are you using the same old tricks again?"

Huo Jixing looked at the purple light and shadows left by the soul storm, and a red-gold glow burned in his eyes.

However, the energy of the environment he was in was extremely mixed.

Not only are there those disorderly floating soul energies, but also the restless breath of the underworld and the shadow energy of the Shadow Island.

These chaotic energies intertwined together, making it impossible for him to detect the Pale Lady's disappearance.

"Ok?"

Huo Jixing's expression paused. The underworld iron armor, which should have been motionless, slowly rose up, and the whole body was shrouded in a faint green light.

This iron armor from the underworld that seemed to have lost its life suddenly possessed a strange vitality.

"It's him, he's here, coming back from the underworld again!"

Suddenly, Tibbs in Anne's arms made a sound of fear.

The blood-red button eyes were filled with fear and anxiety, and the furry body was burning with dark flames uncontrollably.

Huo Jixing's expression changed. He already knew who Tibers was talking about, and he also knew who the owner of this underworld iron armor was.

Buzz!

The energy of the rune array dissipated, and the Underworld Iron Armor remained at the edge of the well.

Then the iron armor of the underworld shook, and bits of light fell, presenting an extremely illusory passage in everyone's sight.

Behind the passage is an unknown world filled with undead energy.

“The Underworld!” Swain said in a serious tone.

In the records of the ancient tribal era, the predecessor of the Noxian Empire.

It was because of his tyranny that Mordekaiser was driven off the throne and expelled from the material realm by the coalition forces of the Noxian tribe.

According to some information, the place where Modkaiser was expelled was the underworld.

As the passage gradually solidified, the scene inside the underworld appeared before everyone's eyes.

On the empty and desolate plains of the underworld, stands a majestic city, and in the center of it is a black tower that soars into the clouds.

At the top of the tower, a huge figure wearing armor similar to the iron armor of the underworld stood there, holding a huge hammer in his hand, exuding suffocating majesty.

This huge figure is none other than Mordekaiser, who was banished from the material realm.

His body was shrouded in the iron armor of the underworld, but it looked more refined and gorgeous.

Each piece of armor is engraved with complex runes, full of Noxian style, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Below the black tower is the gathering army of souls.

They were dressed in black armor, holding weapons, and stretched to the end of the sight.

They are Mordekaiser's most loyal followers, and their existence fills the underworld with oppression and fear.

"Tsk tsk, it's you as expected, the cunning Leblanc!"

Mordekaiser's eyes were cold as he looked through the necromancy tunnel into the material realm and saw Swain and the others.

As for Leblanc, her figure had long disappeared, as if she had never existed.

Only Swain, Huo Jixing and others were waiting for him at the exit of the passage.

"Move out, march forward!"

Modkaiser's voice sounded like thunder, and he gave the order without any hesitation.

Things have come to this point, and his only choice is to rule Runeterra.

The first to conquer was the Noxian Empire, which had already completed its transformation.

As Modkaiser's order was issued.

The solid black tower seemed to be shaken by an invisible force and began to sway slowly.

A dark column of necromancy light shot up from the top of the tower, piercing through the clouds and connecting to the material realm.

But in a moment, the column of undead light expanded at a rapid speed and turned into a sky-high staircase connecting to the bottom of the tower.

Under the control of Modkaiser's will, the immortal army constructed by dark sorcery began to climb the stairs of this passage.

They were wearing black armor, holding sharp blades, and their dark green eyes flashed with excitement and desire.

They smell the living, they smell the prey!

The boundless immortal army climbed up the stairway to heaven, making the air around the darkness more and more oppressive.

Mordekaiser remained motionless, still standing on the top of the black tower, watching Swain, Huo Jixing and others.

He was waiting for their action. As long as he defeated the obstacles before him, he could lead his immortal army back to the material realm and take back everything he had lost.

He will rule the world again, and with his tyranny and cruelty, reshape the fate of the Noxian Empire.

At this moment, Huo Jixing stepped into the air.

Holding the Spirit Wind in his hand, he came to the top of the Soul Shaft and looked down at the march of the Immortal Legion with a calm expression.

The innate ability bestowed by Xuanwu allowed him to clearly sense the restlessness of the underworld and the smell of death that was approaching.

When the Immortal Legion gradually approached the material realm, Huo Jixing let out a sigh of relief.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In an instant!

Rolling thunderclouds came from all directions, filling the sky above the underground castle, bringing with them a breath of doom.

Demons, monsters, snakes, gods and cow ghosts!

The most convenient way to deal with these underworld souls is the power of thunder.

Coincidentally, the murderous and weaponry spirit brought by the Seven Stars of the White Tiger has the power of thunder.