Chapter 48 Assignment

"What!" Dick's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, "League of Legends disbanded?" How can it be? ā€

It was not surprising that Dick would react in this way, in fact almost everyone would have had this expression when they heard the news. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Of course, Dick was obviously much more shocked than the others, after all, most of the information he knew about the Valoran continent was about the game League of Legends, and he didn't really know anything about the customs of the Valoran continent. This means that Dick can only move forward in a daze in the future, which is undoubtedly quite unfavorable for him.

And with the dissolution of the League of Legends and the disappearance of the summoner, the Valoran continent will inevitably fall into chaos, because disputes that could have been resolved through the League Tournament will now be the most effective way to deal with them by force.

Just like the original Valoran continent, it is back to a chaotic magical continent.

"Don't be too surprised, even Shurima, who has been buried deep in the yellow sand for thousands of years, will see the light of day one day, how big can this League of Legends disintegrate? Besides, Valoran, without League of Legends, is the real Valoran. The tiger returns to the forest in order to get rid of the fate of being played in captivity, and the powerful hero does not exist for a simple game! ā€

Dick looked at the guy with some surprise, he didn't expect him to say such a thing.

He seemed to be satisfied with the way Dick looked at him at this moment, and without Dick's urging, he continued to speak: "Although no one has come forward to take responsibility for last night's great change, all the previous signs have pointed out that most of this is the work of Noxus. Although it is not known how they did it, all the forces invariably set their eyes on Noxus, and Noxus did not give any explanation, and even swaggered to reorganize their armaments under the gaze of everyone. Noxus's behavior frightened everyone, especially the forces that bordered it or had unfriendly relations, and they were not afraid of what Noxus would do to them before, but now they have nothing to rely on. ā€

"Of course, the city-state of Demacia as a sworn enemy is not in the name of Noxus, but the necessary deployment of troops and offensive and defensive adjustments are essential, although it has only been one night, but I heard from my uncle before I went out just now that the banner of the city-state of Demacia has been planted all over its territory, including subordinate countries and alliance forces, and even Mithril City on the rocky heights in the northwest has also implemented military control."

"In addition to the city-state of Demacia, many countries or regions that have been invaded by Noxus have entered a stage of intense preparation, and it seems that even Ionia, which has always been indisputable, has sent emissaries to the city-state of Demacia, and the intention to form an alliance is obvious. Obviously, after the trauma of the past, Ionia has abandoned her neutrality, and this self-sufficient, closed land has finally begun to show its fangs to Valoran! ā€

"Also, with the exception of the heroes of Master Heimerdinger and Master Giggs, the great crowd of yodelers who lived in Phi City disappeared overnight, and needless to say, they must have returned to the mysterious city of Bandel by means unknown to us. Just as they did when they appeared, we didn't know it. ā€

"I don't know about the rest, after all, I just heard my uncle mention a few words, I believe that everyone will know about these news after a while, but as ordinary soldiers, oh, pro-soldiers, we don't have to worry about this, anyway, it's useless to think more, once there is a war, as long as you follow your own commander, you know, the mortality rate of pro-soldiers is extremely low, hehe. Except, of course, you ......"

The little fat man, who had already listened attentively and had long forgotten his sadness, heard this guy mention this stubble, and tears suddenly fell from his mouth.

Dick was a little helpless, anyway, he felt that it didn't matter, as long as he wasn't poisoned by Sinjid, he felt that he was still relatively safe, and he also had some expectations, after all, his equipment and skills were destined to kill a large number of enemies to grow, if he continued to live like this, then wouldn't his trip to Valoran have to play soy sauce?

Just as Dick was about to speak to comfort the little fat man, the officer in front of them put down the signature sheet in his hand, and then turned to face the people who were about to become pro-soldiers.

"Everyone, be quiet." Seeing that everyone was quiet and looked at him, the official smiled slightly and said, "Okay, now that all of our people have arrived, since the troops of our team belong to the pro-soldiers, we don't need to wait for the other troops to be assembled before dividing the belongings, I will take you to the commanders to report now." ā€

Of course, everyone will not have an opinion, although the number of pro-soldiers is relatively small, but at least there are several hundred, this commotion is really unbearable. Even the little fat man, who was very worried about his fate, didn't want to stay here, but he grabbed Dick as he moved forward, obviously wanting to have a good relationship with Dick as soon as possible after seeing Dick's luxurious equipment, after all, they would act together in the future, and if they could get Dick's help, then his life might be better.

Of course, Dick didn't mind the little fat man's behavior, in fact, he still liked the little fat man a little, Dick felt that although the little fat man was a little timid, he was sincere enough, and Dick's first principle of making friends was sincerity.

Although he didn't have the slightest battlefield experience himself, Dick didn't mind helping him if he could.

Everyone followed the official and walked neatly, and most of them were in a relaxed mood, after all, the pro-soldier class was relatively leisurely, and most of the commanders with the qualification of pro-soldier would not easily set foot on the front line of the battlefield. Unless you are really unlucky and meet a commander who earns his life for military merit, otherwise, even if a pro-soldier wants to die, he may not be able to find a chance.

At every distance they would stand and wait for them, and the officer would stop and take out the list and read the names of some of them, and the one whose names would be read out after the soldier who was waiting for them, apparently the soldier had been sent by their commander to pick them up.

Until in the end, the previous team of hundreds of people was almost divided, and if the official who led the way was not counted, there were only twelve people left, including Dick and Little Fat Man, and these twelve people, except for Dick, who was in a good mood, were all like Little Fat Man, as if they were going to die.