League of Legends Supreme Throne

Chapter 610 Seven: Not one less, that's great! (season finale)
An epic battle that has affected the entire universe has come to an end.

A devastated and mournful western universe was left behind.

The originally bustling and bustling central area of ​​the Western Universe was designated as a restricted zone.

The ghostly aura here takes time to smooth out.

But fortunately, the catastrophe is over.

As long as it develops steadily, after 10 or a million years, this place will still return to its previous appearance.

Because time is always the best recovery medicine.

The barriers between the east universe and the west universe have been broken.

The two vast areas are completely merged into one.

In the very center of the universe, there is a mighty statue standing in the void.

The wide blood-drinking sword and the big black windbreaker have become the most iconic items of the statue.

"Finally... I finally saw the statue of the Lord!"

On a planet not far from the statue, several young people in exercise shirts were very excited.

That statue was built several years ago.

The purpose is to commemorate the universe No.1 who turned the tide back then: the Lord of Destruction.

The catastrophe of the western universe, these survivors have not forgotten.

After word of mouth, it is impossible for their descendants to forget.

"Tsk tsk, get excited!"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant has long been accustomed to this scene, and any aspiring young man will come here to see the stalwart statue and the No.1 in the universe today.

"Let me tell you, the West Universe at that time"

The shopkeeper began to recall the past, and began his story that had been told hundreds of times.

In fact, he had never experienced that catastrophe, nor had he seen Luo Yun make a move with his own eyes.

But, so what?

Who really survived the catastrophe, who is not a famous existence in the western universe today?
This class of people will come and tell you stories in person?Do not make jokes.

These stories are all based on word of mouth from later generations, and then artistically processed.

when!
Two hours later, the shopkeeper knocked on the wooden table imitating the posture of a storyteller.

The story came to an end.

"Hill, you have no regrets, it's been hundreds of years, how can you still do such a shameful thing?!"

On Blue Star, Luo Yun looked at Hill, who was sweating profusely, with an expression of displeasure.

"Last time, last time!"

Hill smiled mischievously.

Hearing this, Luo Yun said speechlessly, "Hill, you've already regretted seven moves, and if you regret any more, you'll start over!"

"Then start again, start again." Hill's eyes lit up, and he kept nodding.

"Hahaha, Hill, your game is still so stinky!"

Ronald smiled from the sidelines.

"Let's have dinner!"

With a shout from the kitchen, several delicacies flew onto the dining table.

Afterwards, Zhang Wei and Hu Xiaoyu, wearing aprons, came out of the kitchen.

As soon as Uzi heard that there was food to eat, he immediately put down the French fries in his hand, and occupied the most suitable position on the dining table in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Shang He shook his head helplessly.

"Boss (Master), it's time to eat." Wang Song Guo Yang and others walked over and said softly.

"Eat, eat, let's go down later."

Hill used the slope to get off the donkey, and inadvertently overturned the chessboard with the movement of getting up.

"Oh, it's all messed up. Let's do it again later!"

Seeing this, Luo Yun didn't say much.

He is used to this kind of situation.

Looking at the large circle of people who were shouting and drinking, Luo Yun showed a satisfied smile.

"There's still not one less."

"very nice!"

The whole book is finished.

(End of this chapter)