After the past light and shadow scenes in the previous memories appeared before his eyes, Britz swept away his frustration and frustration, ignited fighting spirit, and became firm again.
Perhaps at this moment, there are still many League of Legends companions who are fighting and fighting unrelentingly in order to protect the Valoran Continent in another world parallel to the world they are currently in, so what reason does it have? Give up lightly
Although the energy required for the recovery of the Heart of Varoran is an astronomical figure, it may take decades or hundreds of years to complete this difficult task, but if you do nothing, just accept your life passively instead of fighting. , Then even the hope of returning to Valoran Continent is gone.
A little energy value, a little energy value accumulation, even if it is the astronomical number of one million energy points required by the Heart of Varoran, there will always be a day when it will be fully replenished. As a robot, it has an extremely long life. Time does not constitute a hindrance. All it needs is perseverance and unwavering determination.
Britz suddenly remembered a famous saying made by a fellow League of Legends:
"As long as there is enough perseverance and perseverance, even if the situation collapses again, it can be restored with our own strength."
The companion who said this was named Desert Grim Reaper Nasus.
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When Britz met Nasus for the first time, it was on the top road of Summoner's Canyon. That day, Galen was rejected the 183rd confession by the arrogant and glamorous Catalina, and he pulled up Britz in a gloomy mood and went to Summoner's Canyon to stroll around.
"Boo... You said, I want to look good, I want to be strong and strong, I want a man with a masculine spirit-why my dear Catalina keeps rejecting me?..."
Walking among the rivers of Summoner's Canyon, Galen grumbled to Britz beside him with a gloomy expression.
Britz, who was forcibly pulled out to accompany him, scratched his head. It didn't know anything about this kind of love between humans, and he didn't know what to say to comfort Galen.
"That kid Gavin has gotten into Caitlin, and Xin Zhao has a fierce fight with my old sister Lacus, but I'm the most handsome and richest and I haven't made any progress at all-grandma's, this is such a thing!"
Speaking of anger and sadness, Galen kicked the ground hard with his feet, splashing water.
The two of them walked on and came to the top road.
In the eyes, the two teams of the purple and blue teams are ping-pong-pong. Among the small teams, Britz noticed that there is a purple hero wearing a golden armor and a dog's head. He waved the thick scepter in his hand and banged heavily on one blue soldier after another. Every time the scepter fell, it would arouse a bright green light and take the life of a soldier.
"Gallen... that person... is... who?"
Britz turned his head, and while pointing at the kobold not far away, he asked Galen curiously.
Galen lifted his eyelids listlessly, glanced in the direction Britz was pointing, and then replied feebly: "That guy, Nasus, nicknamed the Desert Death, is a guy from another world. Just call him a dog head."
"Oh..." Britz nodded as he understood, and then asked the second question: "Why is he... on the road... alone... assaulting a soldier?"
"How do I know this—" Galen, who was in a bad mood, rolled his eyes, then glanced to the front, and slammed an irresponsible answer: "Probably I'm just as broken in love as I am, so I came here to fight. Let the soldier vent."
"Yes... so..." Britz scratched his head, knowing that his companion's answer was definitely not reliable, so, driven by curiosity, he took a step and walked towards the kobold. Past.
Approaching closer, Britz stood in front of the opponent and spoke politely:
"You... OK... My name is... Britz... You are... Desert Reaper... Nasus... right?"
The tall kobold named Nasus was wiping out a small soldier with a sharp swipe. While retracting the scepter, he raised his head and glanced at Britz: "Yes, I am Nasus, what's the matter? Is it?" The voice is low and magnetic, but the tone is also quite friendly.
"That..." Britz scratched his head and said embarrassingly: "I... Some... curious... Excuse me... why... alone... here... hitting a soldier?"
"Just ask about this?" Nasus laughed, and the laughter was very deep: "I'm here to practice and enhance my skills, "Soul Drain". My "Soul Dash" has an attribute. , As long as you use this skill to kill a creep, you can permanently increase its damage by 3 points."
"It turns out... yes... this way!" Britz suddenly realized, and then he couldn't help but feel a little envious of Nasus' "soul-sucking" attribute: "If... my... energy iron fist... also has... this... function... just... OK... "
"Killing a soldier only adds 3 points of damage. What is envious of this type of broken attribute—" At this time, Galen also walked up from behind, and he couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard the conversation between the two. 'It can cause hundreds of points of damage."
After hearing Galen’s slightly disdainful comments, Nasus, the desert god of death, was also very temperamental and lifeless. He just smiled and said with his deep magnetic voice: "If you just kill one or two soldiers, increase Of course the damage is nothing. However, if it were to kill 100 or 200 minions, the combined damage would be enough to make my soul-sucking blows an amazing amount of damage."
Galen still rolled his eyes without paying for it: "Damn, I've been using one skill to kill one or two hundred minions. How much time and effort would it take? Who would do such a stupid thing when nothing else?"
"I."
Nasus answered calmly.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Galen almost choked to death by the concise one-word answer from the other party. It took a long time to stop the coughing, and raised his head to look at Nasus with an idiotic expression: "You are so full that you can support it. Huh? Even if you have been single-player on the road and one or two hundred minions on Q, it will increase your damage by five or six hundred points. So much time is wasted, it’s better to go to the group to be a bargain-more pawns on Q, more stacks Layer effect, you can’t be 1V5."
After hearing this, Nasus shook his eye-catching dog's head and said calmly: "One or two hundred minions are not enough, and Q is five hundred, one thousand, I can get 1V5."
"Five hundred and a thousand?" Galen heard almost vomiting blood again: "Demacia is here, how many years will it have to be a stand-alone replenishment?" When he said this, his words suddenly stopped, and he looked suspicious. Looking at Nasus: "Don't tell me you have done it—"
Nasus nodded unconsciously, and threw out a shocking reply: "I have already killed 713 creeps with the soul-sucking blow."
Now Galen laughed hehe, and waved his hands again and again, "Grandma's, you almost bluffed me. I made up 713 soldiers. Who would believe it? My buddy, this cowhide is too big for you. It's blown out—"
Nasus smiled disapprovingly, looked at Galen with twinkling eyes, and said in a low voice, "I don't believe it, you can try it—"
Galen, who was depressed and unhappy because of being rejected by Catalina once again, heard such an obvious provocation, and suddenly his whole body burst: "Damn-do you think I dare? Grandma's, come and let's make gestures! "
"Abu, you are watching the game by the side and see how I can teach this boastful dog's head a lesson—"
When the voice fell, Galen waved the magnificent sword in his hand and opened the "Fatal Strike" to kill Nasus aggressively:
"Smelly dog head, take you Uncle Galen!"
Facing Galen who was throwing a sword with a murderous aura, Nasus stood still and didn't mean to dodge at all. Then, he raised the thick scepter in his hand—
The head of the stick swung down heavily with an infiltrating green light.
Then…
There's no after that.
Feng Qingyun withdrew the scepter indifferently, ignoring Galen's corpse who had been ruthlessly killed and lying on the ground. Nasus spoke at the top of the article at Britz who had wide-eyed and witnessed the astonishing scene The famous quote mentioned.
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Consciousness came back from the memory. Britz looked at Varoran's heart, where only a small spot of colorful light in the center of the crystal was emitting light. Thinking of Nasus's famous teachings, his determination became firmer. .
As long as you have enough perseverance and perseverance, you can create a shocking stick of "sucking souls."
In the same way, as long as you can persist in learning to imitate the spirit of Nasus's tireless Q soldiers for hundreds of thousands of years, the loss of one million energy points can be filled a little bit by hard work.
The fighting spirit in Britz's eyes was burning:
Next, we must hurry up and start the second battle!
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