While the auction was in full swing here, a crucial place in the Valoran continent, the War College, a territory belonging to the League of Legends, welcomed new heroes with strong ambitions.

The first "person" to come, he couldn't even be called a human anymore, was covered in a huge submarine suit, and the interior was already dark and couldn't help but peep.

The visitor simply said in a deep voice like the depths of the sea, "Notilus, belonging to Bilgewater."

Back in the days when the first pier was erected in Birgewater, there was a legend of loneliness. The iron-clad giant Natilus wanders the dark waters near the Blue Flame Island. He held a grudge against an unforgivable betrayal and acted without warning. He swings a huge anchor to save the wretched wretched or drags the greedy into the apocalypse. It is said that those who did not pay the "Beagle Water Tithe" were his targets. He will take them with him into the waves - the equivalent of an ironclad reminder that no one can escape the sanctions of the deep sea.

Legend has it that Notilus was a seafarer commissioned by the War College to explore the uncharted waters of the Guardian Sea. This expedition had allowed him to penetrate deep into uncharted waters.

At that time, he and other seafarers found a large piece of black liquid that was leaking, and no one knew what it was. Although their job was to investigate the new things they had found, no one on board dared to face the black water except for Notilus.

After he put on his bulky wetsuit and climbed over the guardrail, it was only a moment before something lurking in the black water grabbed him. He clung to one side of the boat, but something underneath pulled him wildly, making the whole ship shake.

The other seafarers were frightened and made a terrible decision. As he gestured with his eyes, pleading for help, they pulled his fingers away from the guardrail.

He fell into the ink, desperate and futile as he clung to the anchor. The black tentacles wrapped him tightly, and he, however, could do nothing but watch the slowly blurred outline of the ship fade away. Then, his eyes went black and he passed out.

When Natilus woke up, he became a little ...... It's not quite the same anymore. The massive iron wetsuit had been reduced to a cohesive carapace, draped over his body, and no matter how terrifying the inner body was, no one could peer through it.

All the details of his memory seemed vague and hazy, but only one thing he remembered very clearly: he was abandoned here, alone in the dark depths of the sea, towards death.

In his hands, he still held the anchor that belonged to those who had put him to death. Distracted, he took the clue and staggered to the ground—the anchor was too heavy for him to swim or run—searching for answers.

He wandered aimlessly, unconsciously, and the past was like an eternal dream. By the time he stumbled upon the waterfront in Bilgewater, he could no longer find any trace of his former identity.

No house, no family, no life to return to. Frightened by the rumors of him, the crew brought Notilus back to the War College, but the summoners refused to hand over the names of the other seafarers they had appointed.

By this time, Nautirus had learned something about League of Legends, and he saw an opportunity there to discover and punish the seafarers who were responsible for the time and life he had lost.

And at this time, the Titan of the Deep Sea, Notilus, for some reason, chosen.

The other who walked into the League of Legends registration hall at the War Academy was a proud pirate with a revolver in his left hand and a scimitar in his right.

The scimitars were slammed down on the table, and everyone present recognized who the infamous man was.

Bilgewater's worst nightmare was the devil who could stop children from crying, Planck the Scourge of the Seas.

The scheming and ruthless Planck proclaimed himself the King of Robbers, who ruled Bilgewater with intimidation, violence, and scheming. Everywhere he went, he was bound to leave behind death and ruins, so he was notorious and notorious, and as soon as his black sails were just above the surface, the most sophisticated sailors of the fleet would be scrambling.

Planck began by robbing merchant ships on the trade routes of the Twelve Seas, and as a result of which he had many enemies. In Ionia, he ransacked the Temple of the Serpent Blade, which angered the murderous Shadowstream Cult. It is also said that the Grand Admiral of Noxus himself vowed to see Planck in pieces, because he stole the "Leviathan", which was Svein's battleship and the pride of the Noxian Navy.

Although Planck was a major problem for many, they sent assassins, bounty hunters, and even armed armies to bring him to justice.

His cruel pleasure lies in watching the bounty on his head continue to rise. Every time he returned to Bilgewater with a full load, he pinned his latest wanted notice to Bilgewater's bounty board for all to see.

Recently, Planck has been tricked by the bounty hunter Miss Doom. His pirate ship was destroyed in full view of the city's inhabitants, his crew was killed, and his myth of invincibility shattered.

Now, seeing Planck's turn, the various gangs in Bilgewater have risen to the occasion to seize control of the port city.

Although Planck was badly injured in the explosion, he survived. His body was covered in broken scars, and one of his arms had been amputated. But he was fitted with a prosthetic leg made of iron and determined to rebuild his prestige. Planck vows to reclaim everything he once had and to punish all who have offended him without mercy.

But at this time, the ambitious Ocean Disaster actually came to the War College and joined the League of Legends, choosing this is a situation that no one expected.

In everyone's eyes, the Scourge of the Seas saw only the waters of Bilgewater, his proud ships and his followers, the pirates, and his favorite gold bars in his life.

But after having the deep-sea monster wearing a huge submarine suit before, the people present have already changed a little bit, at least, this time it's a person, isn't it?

The young head of the League of Legends at the War Academy trembled to register information for this prestigious pirate fighter, and steadily wrote "Bilgewater" in the subordinate country.