Poop! Poop!

Dreus could clearly hear his heart beating violently, tearing fragile organs, and the feeling of pain into the bone marrow was transmitted to the nerves.

Hiss

Open your eyes, the blood red light filled the field of vision, and the thin fog rose and filled the air.

[i... where is this?]

Dreus looked down at the blood under his feet, vaguely confused.

[the sound of fighting... The sound of slaughter... This is war!]

In a trance, dreus seemed to return to the bloody battlefield in the dalamo plain, which was the starting point of his fate.

Huh?

He raised his head slowly. I don't know when a familiar figure appeared in front of him, staring at him quietly.

The dried blood solidified in the armor, the huge battle axe fell in front of him, the broken scarlet cloak floated slightly in the wind, and behind it was the dalamo plain caught in the war.

Under the bloody sky, countless flames were burning, but they could not stop the progress of Knox.

Dreus, who was wounded by the war, walked gently in front of him and faintly saw the blood marks and wounds of his bones under his ferocious armor, which stained the soil of the red plain.

He looked at dreus calmly, with blood dripping from his forehead into his eyes, which were baptized by war.

It's desire, it's killing.

"Does power exist only for destruction?"

A familiar and strange voice sounded in dreus's heart.

He knew that this was another person I was talking to.

"So when you break the shackles of fate!"

"When you gain strength!"

"When you step into the extraordinary!"

"What would you do?"

Dreus did not answer, but looked at dreus in front of him indifferently. The beating sound of his heart had already dissipated, and the bloody power spread under his feet.

Hoo

Dreus sighed and looked back at the bloody battlefield in the dalamo plain. His scarlet cloak danced with the wind.

He silently opened his arms, not hugging, but retreating, retreating, until he fell into the fire of war and silently endured the burning of the fire.

"All this."

"I'll leave it to you."

"What you expect! The power after breaking the shackles of fate!"

The flames are raging, swallowing the scarred figure, the bloody battlefield and the blood fog.

Dreus held out his hand in amazement and suddenly wanted to hold the disappearing figure, but he found that he couldn't move and could only watch the flame burning.

He suddenly had an inexplicable illusion that he and the disappearing figure.

It seems to be the past and future, the end and rebirth.

Dawn crossed the land of hot blood and cold steel.

When the first ray of dawn shines, it is the time of rebirth.

[give birth to a new world with our bones and blood!]

Boom!

The blazing flame surged and devoured everything.

The blood light flashed away in the secret room!

Dreus suddenly opened his eyes and found himself kneeling on one knee, his bloodstained hands holding his partner, the black cutter.

The scarlet axe blade reflected his appearance at this time. His once black hair had become gray and silver, and the invisible power surged in his body.

......................

Huh? Modrian was slightly stunned. He found himself back in his body and looked at Zhao Xin and svein who had returned to normal in front of him.

He repressed his excitement.

He walked up to dreus, stretched out his right hand and said gently, "dreus!"

to be sonorous!

The silver gray armor collided with each other, and the sharp points were cold. Dreus slowly lowered his head, then respectfully extended his right hand and stood up in front of modrian.

"God King dreus?"

Modrian recalled the previous picture that the crimson wolf was suppressed back into dreus's body under the joint efforts of all the people.

Then a deep crimson flame burst out and burned dreus.

"No, it shouldn't be. The name of the king of God is more than that!"

Even if the power of card [the yoke of fate] is far beyond expectation, it will not create a God King.

The power of the gods, unimaginable!

[Ding... Congratulations to the host, dreus is perfectly embedded in the card: the shackles of fate]!

[Ding... System optimization completed]!

[Ding... Congratulations to the host, unlock the new system function]!

Continuous cold tips sounded in his ears. Modry led the God meeting and directly called the system.

The dark green data flow surges in the pupil. In the retina, the once simple system panel has disappeared and has become a refined and scientific panel.

[individual] [hero] [arms]

The three options, like a concise text introduction, represent different system functions.

[personal] as before, it is modrian's own data introduction, which is concise and clear, and all information can be seen at a glance.

[arms], it's a little interesting.

Modrian looked at the separated messages carefully, and only the four icons representing [noxas], [demacia], [Ionia] and [Bandar city] were slowly lit.

Others such as [Zuan], [void land], [shadow Island] are in a gray state, and cannot be opened when consciousness touches them.

He opened [noxas] and the arms in it were arranged neatly, including noxas cavalry, noxas expeditionary cavalry, noxas bloody cavalry, war stonemasons, bloody warriors, soldiers of the leiser garrison corps and soldiers of the trefari Corps.

[demacia] there are only a few demacia soldiers, demacia heroic infantry, fearless vanguard corps soldiers and demacia dragon and bird knights.

There is only one [Ionia] and one [Bandar city], respectively, which are shadow stream disciples and main ship scouts.

Whenever modrian's consciousness touches a branch, the system will prompt whether to summon the current branch with victory points.

"3400 victory points, it's time to add soldiers for Valoran collar!" modrian's white face filled with a smile. (the exchange ratio can be seen in the works.)

During the system update, the number of soldiers in Valoran's collar can be stretched.

Modrian's consciousness light shift, put the new function of the unlocked system, [hero]!

The exquisite scientific and technological panel gradually fades away and is transformed into an arrangement panel with hero icons.

What attracted him most was not the three hero icons in front of him, [emerald AEON], [commander of noxas svein] and [storm rage Cana].

It's the hand of Knox dreus, flashing crimson!

[Name: hands of Knox dreus]

[status: divine king!??? (in transformation)]

[strength: Legend!??]

[item: Black cutter!? (in transformation)]

"God King? Question mark? What does this mean?" modrian was full of doubts when he received dreus's message.

It seemed that something was wrong. He looked carefully at the head represented by dreus. There were faint pure white chains trapped around him, entangled with the crimson light.

Did not completely break the shackles of fate?

Or does dreus need to explore the way forward himself?

Strength: Legend?

Doesn't that mean the end?

Maybe higher, too high to be seen in the distance?!

Modrian hides his inner emotions. This is only the first hero to change like this. He can't draw a specific conclusion and can only wait for the future.

He smiled at will, still so. The character of the system has not changed even after updating. The unknown needs to be explored by himself.

Just when he wanted to find out the data information of other heroes, the cold system prompt sounded again.

[Ding... Triggered by fate, is the host willing to spend 5000 points of blue essence to directly summon a hero?]