League of Legends: 700 Years Later

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of League of Legends 700 years later!Ye Che redeemed Vayne’s "Holy Silver Crossbow Arrow". The third level of this skill comes with real damage, but even so, it adds an additional restriction, that is, only enemies below him or level can trigger the highest level. Real damage, otherwise only 1% of the real damage of the nearby maximum health at level 1, and the full level can only cause 5% of real damage to enemies higher than your level.

Originally, Ye Che was very hesitant. After all, 5% was too small, but thinking of the unknown main task afterwards, Ye Che still had no intention of turning back.

He can still recall the horrified expression of the tyrant after knowing that the story dungeon was opened. Obviously, this story dungeon is not as easy as imagined. If there are more advanced monsters in the following tasks, because the level suppression makes him even defense If the power can't be broken, it will be a complete joke through this story copy.

Although the true damage of 5% of the maximum health after the full level is low, it gives hope.

Now, Ye Che has a total of five archer skills, "Rotating Throwing Axe", "Cold Pursuit", "Rocket Jump", Teemo's "Blinding", and "Holy Silver Crossbow Arrow". He can unblock the archer’s exclusive weapon and start the next profession. Of course, it is still far away for him. After all, a skill requires fifty undead heads in exchange for it.

Glancing at Pu'er who was asleep, Ye Che thought about the next skill.

Now he has attack, displacement, and blindness that can exempt from basic attacks, then he can choose to have control skills, so that he can fight in various environments.

After a moment of indulgence, Ye Che recalled the figure of the tyrant charging. The tyrant had a dashing technique, "Fearless Charge". Thinking of this, Ye Che had his eyes fixed and had an idea.

He pulled his arm slightly, and all fifty undead heads entered the white circle. Then, he chose "Smoke Bomb", confirm!

"In exchange for success!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a hazy circle of smoke in the three-dimensional space inside Ye Che's body, undulating there.

This is the smoke screen of a male gun, and those who enter it will completely lose the surrounding vision!

"It's done!" Ye Che's heart was slightly certain. With six skills in his body, there was more room for maneuvering, which gave him a lot of confidence. There were more than 20 heads left, and he exchanged all the potions. Started to patrol around here.

The traces of the undead slaves are uncertain, it is easy to break into here, just in case, someone must watch the night.

More than four hours later, Pu'er changed shifts and was speechless overnight.

At about seven o'clock in the morning, after the sky became brighter, the two immediately started to set off. At the same moment, the tyrant also got up one after another, holding ample supplies and planning to kill.

100...128...156...170...

The number of kills on the tyrant’s side is growing rapidly. However, they are only fast, and Ye Che’s side is almost like a rocket. When the tyrant and others have killed the 170th undead servant, Ye Che and Pu'er has already managed 264 dead servants.

The gap has opened up nearly a hundred!

The tyrant and the others were already numb, without saying a word, mechanically looking for the undead servants, and then killing them. They all suffocated in their hearts, only intending to wait until they met Ye Che and Pu'er before they burst out.

In this way, 187 undead slaves were killed. When the sky was approaching in the afternoon, the tyrant suddenly said: "With our current equipment, we can kill three undead slaves at the same time, glutinous rice, fingertip spoon, Bai Feifei, you three follow I'm here to attract strangers. The main output of the two of you is here waiting to save your energy. Let's kill the three together!"

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the five people. Three undead slaves, can they finally hunt down three undead slaves at the same time!

After hearing what the tyrant said, Nuomi, the spoon of the fingertip, and Bai Feifei, followed the tyrant.

All three of them were fighters, and the demeanor and the male archer remained.

Looking at the backs of the four tyrants, the demeanor and the male archer stood still in place, planning to take action at any time, but because the tyrant and others had just left, they began to chat.

"Huh, finally the task is almost over." The grace sighed slightly.

The male archer smiled and said: "It doesn't feel difficult. Although the front is extremely dangerous, we now have the equipment and level, and we can completely survive Mission 1."

The demeanor was silent for a moment, and said: "If there is no tyrant leading the team at first, this would be a lore for us newcomers! Only the flying shovel of the undead servant's first blow, no one of us can escape in the first place. We fly and die. It’s lucky to be here."

"Hehe, there is a problem with your logic. If it were not for the tyrant to lead the team, we would not have encountered a copy of this kind of perverted difficulty? This is only task one. The ghost knows what perverted monsters will appear in task two and task three. We hold the tyrant tightly. The thigh is the business, the only way to survive!" said the male archer.

"Hey, it is a dangerous situation and an opportunity. If we can get out alive, we will be able to reach the sky in one step, and we can directly step out of the new town. We also have the basic equipment for advanced dimensional equipment."

Demeanor sighed again and said with a faint smile.

"Hey, that is, I actually don’t have a sense of dimensional equipment. After all, equipment of that level is a disaster for people with such talents as us. I worry about being intercepted every day. What I want to see most now is those two. The tragic death of a traitor!" A trace of sorrow flashed in the male archer's eyes.

The demeanor glanced at him, did not speak, and seemed to disagree with his words.

He glanced at the number of undead slaves, and there were already 492, only 8 will be enough to kill 500 undead slaves.

Seeing this scene, Demeanor fell into contemplation, "The two people...what exactly did they kill?"

However, he had just fallen into a state of contemplation. The tyrant's frightened and angry voice suddenly rang from a distance. He roared with a grim expression, "Quick, run away! There is a lord-level undead servant over there, there is a large wave of undead Servant infestation, hurry up!!!"

Feng Du and the male shooter were stunned, and they looked at the thick blood stains on the tyrant's body, as well as the missing glutinous rice, the spoon of the fingertips, the three of Bai Feifei, and after hearing what the tyrant had said, their expressions changed drastically.

Turning around, he ran away crazy.

Ten seconds...twenty seconds...30 seconds...one minute...two minutes...

The two did not know how far they ran, but when they looked back, they found that the tyrant was standing still behind them, panting.

"Captain, what happened!?" The demeanor asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Yes, how about Nuomi and the others?" the male archer also asked.

The tyrant still had a scared look on his face, and he was about to say something. Suddenly, a reminder that made the demeanor and the male archer horrified, sounded in their minds.