Blank 100 years of history
An ordinary person relies on an excellent brain and unremitting efforts to turn the huge organization of League of Legends around. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
He stood on the cliff and looked back at the famous heroes who were staring at him with great joy in a way that could not be said with great pleasure.
"Slok, you've got nowhere to go. Lay down your arms and surrender. Stay in peace in the Super Prison. β
In the face of the top combat power on the earth, as an ordinary person, he was not afraid: "Surrender? Say this kind of. You so-called heroes arrogantly despise us as weakling. You think you are the saviors of the planet, protecting humanity. My wife, my children all died in front of me. They all believe that you will save them. They believe in you self-righteous heroes until they die. But what about the result. Ahh But my family, they were burned alive by the fire. Why, you say, who can tell me why? β
Slok roared with tears in his eyes, torturing the hearts of the heroes.
Although Qin Shuanglin was also touched, she still insisted on her belief: "Although I am sad that you have lost your family, our original intention is also to save more people, even if there is a sacrifice, it is inevitable." β
"Hehe, it's inevitable. Good sentence to save more lives. Is that your answer?" Slok calmed the anger in his heart, and continued, "I was deliberately provoking your infighting. Because I know. So far, you are the only ones who can defeat you. But, guess. When I tried my best to sneak into the Alliance, I found something good. You would never have imagined it. Haha," Srock laughed.
"How dare you sneak into the temple. You simply don't want to live. The Lightning Man exclaimed.
"Oh, that's interesting, if you have any tricks, hurry up and use them, so that your death will be more worthwhile. The Super Evolver said lightly, the victory was in his hands.
"What do you have to talk to him, what is there to pay attention to this little minion. It's the old immortals in League of Legends who make a fuss. β
"Haha, haha. Srock laughed, and finally even tears came out, "I'm sorry, I want to laugh when I hear the words League of Legends." On behalf of the League of Justice, the patron saint of humanity, ah. Phew. It's just a bunch of idiots who get carried away by interests. Do you want to know the truth about that blank period of history in 500 years? Do you know how filthy the emissaries who thought they were on high were?"
"How is this possible?"
Suddenly, the Rainy Night Killer instantly pulled out his knife and stabbed it. But it was blocked by a wall of wind. His hoarse voice sounded, "Wind Demon, do you want to be an enemy of the Alliance?"
"I just want to know the truth," the Wind Demon replied coldly.
On the other side, the evil boy shook the folding fan in his hand and said arrogantly, "It's a little interesting, untouchable, I allow you to live longer." βγ
Watching the heroes in front of him fighting each other, Srock smiled: "In 2020 AD, mankind is still in a pure technological civilization. At that time, people were only in the form of a state. They fight each other, and they are constantly developing technology. Every country wants to be the boss of the world. No one will let anyone. But great changes are quietly happeningγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
When Srock finished speaking, the evil boy smiled: "Although the story you said is very touching, what does it have to do with us now." I'm sorry, we strong people can live until now, who is not intrigued and killed countless people. Slok: If that's all you can say. Then I'm sorry to tell you that that's all you are worth. β
However, Srock smiled unwaveringly: "Of course, the heroes are indeed not ordinary people. So I won't have anything to rely on. When Guardian University left, the Headmaster had left behind a key, a key that would open Earth and the other world. And that key is now the sacred relic of the League of Legends - the heart of the sage. β
"Could it be that you even stole the heart of a sage!" exclaimed the Rainy Night Killer.
This time, everyone showed a solemn look. Because the heart of a sage is very important, even related to the survival of the earth.
"Hehe, of course I'm not that good anymore. But you should know this thing. Srock slowly pulled a stone out of his coat pocket. I saw that on the ink-colored stone, black gas was entangled, and it had a magical power that captured people's hearts. β
As soon as the Wind Demon saw this, he shouted excitedly, "It's actually a magic stone!"
Srock gripped the stone tightly with both hands, resisting the stone's erosion.
Seeing this, the Wind Demon eagerly persuaded: "Slok, you should know that the magic stone is not only useless in the hands of you ordinary people, but will also suck your essence until death. If you give it to me, I will keep you out of this place safely. What do you think. β
"Wind Demon, don't worry?" the evil boy continued to shake his fan, interrupting, "Slok, as long as you give me the magic stone, I can not only ensure your safety, but also suggest that the League of Legends let you go." Well, this condition is more favorable to you. You know, my wicked son has never broken his word. It's not like some people who do some ugly things like killing people and stealing goods. β
"You!"
"Hahaha, you strong people may not know the true purpose of the magic stone. I don't know who the owner of the magic stone is. β
"That's enough, Slok. Except for the magic stone in your hand, everything else is made up by you. What a guardian university, what a bullshit president. You've gone to great lengths to make up a story like this, but you're just stalling for time. The Rainy Night Killer interrupted at the right time.
Everyone showed annoyance when they heard this, and anyone who knew that a super strong person was deceived by an ordinary person would not feel good.
"It's true that I'm stalling for time. β
Hearing this, everyone was ready to launch their strongest blow and crush him to ashes.
But Slok completely ignored them, stared at the magic stone, and asked lightly, "So, do you know why I am talking nonsense with you today, at this time, in this place?"
"Is it?"
At some point, a full moon was already hanging upside down in the sky, and the night sky was glowing with silver.
Srock stepped a protruding stone next to him, and the entire cliff began to tremble violently, and after a while, a circular circle appeared in front of everyone. The twelve pillars are carved with quaint patterns, and in the center of the circle is an obscure mystical pattern. Srock pulled out his knife and slit through his palm, holding the stone in it. And the magic stone keeps sucking fresh blood, becoming more and more bewitching.
"Great Demon Venerable, with my blood, I dedicate you to the world. Make my wish come true. β
"Not good" The Rainy Night Killer shouted, and instantly issued a desperate sword. But it was too late, and the twelve pillars echoed with the magic stone, releasing a blood-red pillar of light that reached the distant sky. And Slok, who was in the pillar of light, was completely encased and in absolute defense.
And the heroes who saw that it was not good all released their ultimates to Slok, and in an instant, the cliff was dusty and roaring. When the dust settled, the pillar of light remained unmoving. At this time, the heroes can only watch stupidly, and there is nothing they can do.