League of Legends: 700 Years Later

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of League of Legends 700 years later!(It was five shifts yesterday and two shifts today. However, the number of words in the second chapter is close to 3,000 words. I will write the next plot very seriously. The "League of Legends" of the Valoran Galaxy is the entire book. The main vein is the most important, there is no one.)

Many people stared at him in amazement. They didn't expect that when they waited for the newcomer to not lose control, this little master couldn't control his emotions.

"Tyrant, calm down!"

Suddenly, the only middle-aged man in the rookie team stepped out and said calmly.

His face has deep lines, high nose and big eyes, and a burly body. He gives a very reliable feeling at first glance, but it is a pity that everyone knows that he is just a rookie who has just entered the League of Legends, and he does not have much strength at all, so speak The cohesion is greatly reduced.

The tyrant shook his body suddenly, and everyone present only felt a flower in front of his eyes. When they reacted, they found that the middle-aged man had been pressed to the ground with a "bang" by the tyrant, and his eyes were away from the tyrant's gun. The tip is less than 0.01 cm!

The tyrant yelled: "Calm down, I'm cold, your mother! I can stab you to death by flipping your hands, but do you know the strength of the undead servants!? 500 undead servants, tear me apart like I tear you So simple, how can you calm me down!?"

The tyrant screamed frantically, obviously being stimulated. The base of the original inhabitants of the Valoran galaxy is too large. He is only one of mediocre talents and no background. It is precisely because of this that after leaving New Town, he Lost in every way, and even penniless who was intercepted by another team in the dungeon, he returned to Xinren Town in desperation and planned to rely on leading the rookie to make a comeback.

Unexpectedly, this was only the first copy, and encountered the difficulty of the plot against the sky!

After all, the middle-aged man was accustomed to seeing life and death, but he didn't panic too much. He calmly said: "I have never seen what an undead slave looks like and what strength, but my advice to you is out of goodwill. hope you understand!"

The tyrant was startled.

At the same time, the rest of the people began to persuade them. They understood that if the tyrant was desperate for this copy of the road of the dead, then they would have no way out.

"Captain, calm down, no matter what, it's the right thing to give it a try!"

"Yes, Captain, although there is little hope of survival, but a big deal is a big deal. We can still bear the loss of the first death."

"Let him go, he is also out of good intentions."

Listening to what everyone said, a sneer flashed in the eyes of the tyrant. He naturally knew that these guys were not because of kindness, but had to rely on themselves. Otherwise, the people present had experienced battles in the Valoran galaxy, how could they be Plead for a stranger.

But, give it a go...

The tyrant's expression moved slightly, and in the next second, he let go of the middle-aged man.

But at this time, Ye Che recovered from the tyrant's actions, and then a trace of palpitations appeared in his heart. On the road to the dead, no, or in other words, in this kind of dungeon, it can actually have a physical impact on teammates. hurt!?

Thinking of this, Ye Che glanced at the people on both sides without showing a trace, and took two steps back a little later. If there was any defensive posture, he found that the woman whose ID was Pu'er was also backing away at almost the same moment. After a long time, the weapon in his hand was slightly raised.

No, it's not just him, there are at least three people, thinking of this from the actions of the tyrant, which caused the distance from other people to be opened.

"Now... it's not just a plot task, but a servant of the dead..."

Ye Che took a breath.

No one is stupid. According to common sense, once you die, your body can be snatched away. Now facing this kind of plot difficulty, no one does not want to maximize their strength.

Although Ye Che didn't buy any equipment, others didn't know it, so he took precautions just in case.

At this time, the tyrant seemed to have recovered from his anger. He sighed and apologized to the middle-aged man: "It's me Meng Lang. I'm sorry. We are in this dangerous environment. Now we should rely on the strength of the team. Regarding the crisis, as long as you grow up, we still have a glimmer of hope!"

"Grow up?"

Everyone showed suspicion.

"I believe you know about the main mission. Relying on the head of the undead servant, you can go to the holy place in the dungeon scene to exchange for items. This item may be supplies, advanced equipment, or even additional skills. This is in plot difficulty. It’s not impossible in the dungeon! Therefore, as long as we can get the head in exchange for it, without the interference of the enemy team, we still have some hope!"

The tyrant said calmly.

Among the nine people, three or four were immediately excited. Among them, the fat man with a large wine barrel in his hand said with joy: "Advanced equipment, extra skills! Once we all have it, there should be no problem with the difficulty of the plot? As long as we Join forces to kill one by one, and you will always kill the dead servants!"

"Not bad, Captain, you are the most familiar with Road to the Dead, you say what to do next, we all listen to you!"

These people expressed their opinions one after another, and now, in this situation, they all plan to hug the tyrant's thighs tightly.

Ye Che, the middle-aged man, Pu'er and others did not show any suspicion. Instead, they agreed to listen to the tyrant’s command. After all, they had never entered the road to the dead, even if the tyrant’s mood changed too quickly. Something is wrong, but for now, he can only follow him first.

"Good! Now, our first priority is to..."

The tyrant clenched his fists, and seemed to be cheering for himself and everyone, but before he finished speaking, the reminder of the main task actually rang in everyone's mind again.

"Because you have not killed the undead servants for a long time, the anger of the Lord Lu Xian has begun to rise. You have not killed the undead servants in half an hour, erase it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the side mission changed in an instant. You need to kill at least one undead servant within half an hour, otherwise it will be wiped out!

"Wh...what, half an hour?"

Everyone was stunned.

The tyrant glared his eyes and roared: "My day, hurry up, everyone come with me!!!"

"Wow!"

He pulled his spear and pinned it behind his back, and then turned into a sharp arrow and rushed towards the staircase going downstairs.

Ye Che didn’t froze. He didn’t want to die unclearly. The consequences of dying in League of Legends were no different from exploding the natal star. The cost was very heavy. If he died several times in one day, he heard the reality. The Central Committee really died. Such a bad influence caused everyone to hold their breath and rushed downstairs with the tyrant like flying.

"Hey!"

The stairs going down were blocked by a hard metal door, but the tyrant didn’t even look at it. He stabbed him with a shot before he got close. Then his arm swelled and the entire iron door was torn open instantly. .