League of Legends: Black Universe

"Haha, it's still as quiet as ever here~"

Under the cold silvery moonlight, a woman wearing a pair of golden high heels strolled alone in the fragrant black rose garden.

Her skin was paler than the moonlight, and her voluptuous figure, bound by dark purple leather, revealed an alluring color that mixed maturity and seductiveness.

And along with the dark blue hair, a hint of fatigue that was difficult to conceal was revealed from time to time on the woman's charming face.

She looked very tired, but that casual laziness reflected even more mouth-watering colors from her golden pupils.

If you look at it this way, whether it is the deep purple lips or the golden pupils that exude a noble temperament, they are all showing the ultimate charm of a woman as a female.

And this is none other than the Pale Lady of the Black Rose, the leader of the cult who once ravaged the entire Noxus - LeBlanc.

"Huh~"

Perhaps such a noble woman is somewhat out of place in this remote suburban black rose garden, but for the hostess of the black rose, this is a rare time to relax.

Especially after removing all the disguises and lies, this woman who is more charming than a rose and paler than the moonlight can feel the deep night of Noxus from a completely new perspective.

From here, the immortal fortress standing on the black stone pile is so glorious and magnificent.

But no one knows what lies beneath it, just as no one knows how these roses grow so attractively.

"well."

As if to correct her increasingly drifting thoughts, Leblanc sighed softly and shifted her gaze back to the dark garden where she was.

Occasionally she would stop and admire the entanglement of sharp vines and poisonous thorns; occasionally she would pick a rose and put it to the tip of her nose, feeling the elegance and mystery that slowly faded away in the darkness.

But neither the sweet fragrance of the flowers nor the cold moonlight splashing on her body were as attractive as the enchanting charm emanating from the woman's pale skin.

"Click~"

But at this moment, Loveland suddenly took off her sharp and cold golden high heels, raised her snow-white feet, her plump and round breasts shook, and then "pop" she trampled on the most beautiful and mature rose in the entire rose garden.

"Gurgle!"

The soft toes of the mature woman scraped against the sharp thorns, and when the juice of the rose petals exploded in the soles of her feet, a wonderful pleasure made Loveland tremble all over. She couldn't help but stick out her lustful tongue from those two plump and attractive purple lips, and her lustful mouth squirmed even harder, squeezing all the proud accent into sticky and chaotic breathing sounds.

"Hmm~"

Yes, during her long life, the Pale Lady of the Black Rose developed a unique hobby: she liked to trample on beautiful things.

The more perfect and sexy something is, the more it can arouse her desire for destruction, making this enchanting and sexy body feel supreme pleasure and happiness.

"Damn bitch!"

"Um?"

However, the next second after the moan sounded, an angry male voice suddenly came into Leblanc's ears.

A nigger.

Leblanc frowned and followed the voice to look at the inferior creature that almost blended into the darkness.

Although she knew that many such lowly and dirty inferiors lived in the lower levels of the Immortal Fortress, unlike those skinny and bony useless blacks, the rude black man in front of her was tall and burly, with a solid skeleton covered with dark and strong muscles; even the narrowest forearm of his body was as thick as Leblanc's thigh.

It was precisely because she was attracted by the muscles gleaming in the moonlight that the Pale Lady, as the noblest woman in Noxus, did not use magic to kill the black man because of his verbal offense.

"What are you doing here, you sow?!"

But this barbarian who was full of dirty talk obviously would not let the bitch in front of him go. He hadn't had sex for a long time, and the moment he saw this pale body, his swelling desire to conquer made the black and hard cock under his crotch quickly become engorged and erect, and a thick and turbid hot stream gushed out from the hot and spicy glans.

He wanted to fuck her.

The desire of the black man was boiling in his brain. The woman in front of him was countless times sexier than any prostitute he had ever seen. Her unique mature temperament and pretentious arrogant expression made the man believe that she was a bitch who needed training.

As long as he can insert it into her wet vagina, a man is 100% sure that this woman will become his.

Disgusting beast.

On the other hand, when the man's eyes were staring at her plump breasts and the skin tightened under the leather without any concealment, a deep disgust immediately emerged in Leblanc's eyes.

No man had ever dared to stare at her so rudely.

Even if there were, their eyes would be gouged out and they would be buried alive in the dark and cold garden, becoming nutrients between the roots of these roses.

But what made her feel even more uncomfortable was that when the black man's gaze followed her breasts and waist all the way to her crotch, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her vagina, which felt satisfied and happy because of trampling on the rose.

Damn it!

"Oh ~ wearing a collar!"

Just when Leblanc was becoming more irritated by the changes in her body, the bloody black man took two steps forward aggressively, and his eyes involuntarily fell on her pale and sexy neck.

"Are you a domesticated pet or a bitch looking for an owner?"

The rude tone exuded a sense of masculine arrogance, and the turbid and rich hormones gushed out from the dark body, and under the guidance of the smelly sweat, it continued to infect the fragrance and charm of the surrounding black rose petals.

Obviously, with his eyesight, he couldn't tell the difference between the golden necklace on Leblanc's neck and the slave collar, so he just regarded the woman in front of him as a perverted whore who came from nowhere.

But there was no doubt that he wanted to fuck her, to fuck this woman's cunt to pieces, and to fill every hole in her body with his smelly semen.

After all, it would be a waste to leave such high-quality toys to Noxus' short dicks.

"Hehe~"

And when the black man's strong masculine aura rushed around her, trying to conquer her nose and body; the charming pale woman suppressed her inner discomfort, she raised her finger, and slowly and calmly summoned a magic wand.

[Buzz! ]

The next moment, five phantom chains wrapped around the man's limbs and neck. Before the burly black man could even struggle, he was tied up tightly by the golden chains and dragged all the way to Loveland's feet.

"Fuck!"

When the dark and hard muscles crushed the large black roses, the black man who was tied to the ground glared angrily at the woman who was close to him. He cursed and spat viciously.

Anyone could see that this woman was definitely not someone he could afford to offend. She was a mage. In the ancient society of Noxus, any monster with magical powers could easily tear open her body.

"Oh, look at this mouth."

After doing all this, Loveland raised her beautiful feet with interest. The wonderful body fragrance that permeated her skin continued to come out through her stockings. While stimulating the male desire of the lowly black man under her feet, she ruthlessly trampled on the vulgar and hideous face in front of her.

"Well... maybe I should ask you your name, but ~tsk, tsk, does a lowly person like you really have a name?"

The moment the cold white soles covered the other's lips, a large amount of sweat began to seep out from the black man's smooth and firm body. They mixed with a fishy and turbid stream, and continuously secreted more concentrated male hormones and pheromones into Leblanc's breath.

"Hiss~"

At the same time, the wet flesh hole seemed to be called by something, and greater discomfort and pain quickly came, causing the pale lady's plump and white legs to involuntarily clamp inward.

"Crack!"

But at this moment, a shocking sound suddenly came, and the golden chains that bound the other party suddenly broke in an instant.

How can mere black magic bind the most correct skin color in the world!

Although she didn't understand the reason, at the moment when the magic failed, the muscular black man in front of Leblanc suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the dark and strong arm grabbed her neck, and threw the noble and elegant pale lady heavily into the black rose bushes.

"Uh-huh!"