This is not the first time Chen Shuo has faced death head-on. However, it is the last time he has faced death head-on.
In the face of a powerful enemy with no hope of victory, even Chen Shuo couldn't help but feel sad. He had tried his best, but the result was still cruel.
Watching the power of fate flying toward him little by little, Chen Shuo's mind went blank. There was no fear, no fear, no excitement or enthusiasm.
There was only one thought in his mind, and that was: Fight until the end.
Finally, a suppressed roar burst out from his throat. He shouted like a reckless man and raised his fist. He forgot all the rules and moves. He just used all his strength to swing forward. Throw a punch.
One punch.
This punch was not considered powerful. It was not even a 10% regular field skill because it did not add any power. However, this punch was the most dazzling and pinnacle punch in Chen Shuo's life.
This is a warrior's last struggle and last cry in a desperate situation.
At this moment, this fist illuminates the void.
However, the next moment, Chen Shuo's body was overwhelmed by the power of fate. Every cell in his body was turned into powder. His will was instantly strangled. Then, Chen Shuo's body turned invisible and disappeared into the void.
This time, there is no going back in time. There is no rebirth.
Chen Shuo is really dead.
The scattered rules are in various shapes. The yellow ones represent the rules of the earth, the black ones represent the shadow rules, the blood-red ones represent the rules of death, and the white ones represent the rules of time and space...
Those were the rules that Chen Shuo understood during his lifetime. However, they began to dissipate with his death.
Among the scattered regular characters in the sky, an extremely bright light attracted Hell's attention. After looking carefully, he discovered that it was actually a strange character. The character was extremely simple. It was just one vertical and one horizontal line. If anyone from Earth sees this character, they will know that this character is exactly the English letter "L".
That is the symbol that represents the League of Legends. It is also the secret that allows Chen Shuo to stand out from the crowd and finally stand at the top of the world.
League of Legends client.
I saw the character representing the client spinning and flying up. Then it looked like a bright moon hanging high in the sky. The light it radiated was as intense as the scorching sun.
Then, under the illumination of the ten thousand feet of light, a magnificent shadow slowly unfolded in front of hell like a scroll.
It was a huge, strange building. It had straight edges, but also had wonderful arcs. A mysterious light shone on its surface. And in front of this building, there were two tall figures standing respectively. Both of these two people are taller than the building. They both hold weapons like staffs in their hands and wear black armor. But if you look closely, you find that they are actually just sculptures like stone statues. But this sculpture. It actually gives people a lifelike and majestic feeling.
Behind this huge building, a hundred meters away, is a fan-shaped staircase. At the top of the staircase is an open space surrounded by all kinds of brilliance. And at the end of the open space, there is also a sculpture-like figure standing. His face was blurred, and he was holding the same strange weapon. But the sense of historical sedimentation and the majestic momentum that came from his body had never appeared in this world.
"What the hell? Pretending to be a ghost."
Hell gave a cold shout and waved his hand. A small arrow condensed with the power of destiny floated out next to him. Then with a hiss, it flew towards the two sculpture-like figures in the front. The small arrow passed through the phantom. Then it disappeared into the depths of the void. However, the sculpture was not damaged at all. It seemed that the two were not in the same time and space. What you saw before you was just a mirage.
But how could a mirage have such real momentum?
Hell's eyes were full of surprise. He was born from a loophole in the rules of the world. Logically speaking, nothing in this world is any secret to him. However, the mirage-like shadow that appeared in front of him now... It makes him unable to see clearly.
The next moment, the two sculptures seemed to be awakened by the movements of hell. Two groups of mysterious lights lit up from their eyes. Above the weapons, a bright brilliance lit up. They seemed to have awakened from a deep sleep in the depths of history. The dark years finally saw the light.
Buzz…
The next moment, an indescribable breath, centered on the strange building, suddenly spread out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it swept the entire void. Then, the whole world began to tremble slightly. It seemed that everyone was powerful in this. Trembling under the breath.
Then I saw two indescribable light groups flying out from the two weapons that sculpted figures. They flew toward hell with their extremely bright and gorgeous light tails.
Those two rays of light seemed to gather the light of the world, attracting the attention of all things, and seemed like fireworks that destroyed everything, with a frightening power.
Then they collided hard with hell.
There was no violent explosion, air wave, aftermath, or light group. However, Hell's body flew backwards for tens of thousands of meters before he stabilized his body during the roll. Hell's hands were shaking violently. The skin and flesh on his hands were actually torn. . His chest rose and fell violently. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It flowed down from the gap in the mask.
Chen Shuo tried his best but could not touch a single hair of his hell. He was actually injured under these two attacks.
Hell smiled slightly. All the injuries and blood stains on his body were restored. He looked at the huge shadow. Then his eyes wandered over. He looked at the sculpture above the stairs and behind the high platform. There was heat in his eyes. "This is the source of that boy's strange power. The wonderful power of another world. If you can destroy it, that kind of pleasure..."
Hell laughed loudly. His body flew forward like electricity. The two sculptural figures released light balls to attack again. However, when they approached Hell, they were blocked by an extremely sticky pure white shield. And Hell's The speed did not slow down at all. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the stairs.
A barrier stood behind him, resisting the attack from the rear. There was excitement in Hell's eyes as he walked up the stairs step by step. "The secret of the strange power of another world. Let me uncover your veil, and then I will indulge you." Destroy it."
Hell smiled. Then he stepped over the last step and stood on the high platform.
However, the next moment, Hell, who had always remained reserved and indifferent, changed his face suddenly. There was almost fear in his eyes. It was like an ordinary person seeing a tiger and a poisonous scorpion. Fear instantly occupied his mind, and he had the instinct to run away to avoid danger. Even Overwhelmed his innate desire to destroy.
He turned around and wanted to run away.
However, this simple action seems so delayed and so difficult.
Why is hell so scary?
Because when he stepped onto the high platform, a ray of light came from in front of him.
I don’t know where the light came from. I don’t know how much space and time it traveled through. Even in the void that had shattered the space and swept away all the space fragments, a small hole opened up again. That light was... From here on.
And the point where this light falls is hell.
This indescribable light cannot be modified with any words. I can only remember that it flashed brightly in my memory, leaving an indelible trace. The next moment, it descended on hell.
Hell wants to turn around and escape. But time becomes so slow.
Almost one moment, there was still fear in Hell's eyes. The next moment, his chest had been pierced. His body was swept countless times by a magnificent will, crushing and crushing all the consciousness and power in his body. .Then, his entire body evaporated from this world, leaving no trace. In fact, all traces he left behind were erased under this light.
It was as if an eraser had gently wiped it. A little bit of dirt on the white paper suddenly disappeared.
A hell where one understands 100% of the rules of perfect and supreme destiny. Such an unexplained death.
The phantom is still changing. But there seems to be strange fluctuations passing here.
"Task progress: 10/10."
"The ultimate mission...make amends. All completed."
"Host death detected. The system is making judgment..."
"Judgment completed. Mission rewards are distributed. The guidance elf will handle it on your behalf..."
"It has been detected that the guiding spirit is sleeping. The task rewards are processed by the backup program..."
"Rewards are being handed over..."
"Beep. Abnormal. Abnormal. The guidance spirit wakes up. Determining..."
"Judgment completed. Execute the first sequence. Mission rewards will be sent to the guide elves."
"Tasks are being distributed...distribution completed."
"Please guide the elves to handle the task rewards themselves."
"..."
...
...
When Chen Shuo woke up again, he stood in a strange place. He was surrounded by mirage-like phantoms, but it gave people a sense of reality. Around this phantom, there was still endless void, which foreshadowed He is still in the wild world.
"This...isn't this the hot spring in the game? That is the base. There is also a defense tower."
Chen Shuo dug out these familiar but distant things from the corners of his memory. He was filled with shock. "What is this? Am I not dead? There is no rebirth, no reversal of time. I should not be resurrected again." Did the client resurrect me again?"
"Where is hell? Where has hell gone? The wilderness is in danger. I have to go back quickly."
The messy thoughts gradually gathered together and turned into urgent worries. Chen Shuo was about to leave for the wild plane when he suddenly heard Xiao Ling's long-lost voice. "A Shuo, don't be excited. Listen to me."
"Xiao Ling, you're awake."
"Yes. Ah Shuo. I'm awake. I want to tell you something. You have to listen carefully."
Chen Shuo felt something strange in Xiao Ling's tone. His emotions gradually calmed down. "Just tell me what happened."
"First of all, as I told you before, the responsibility of the client is to improve the strength of the summoner. Therefore, the client is a system designed for combat. There is no doubt about it."
"And the whole point of this system is to fight. To defeat enemies one after another. And if there are no strong enemies and no fighting, this system will have no meaning."
"Originally, you were bound to die. But in the end, the incarnation of the rules called Hell entered the hot spring without knowing whether to live or die... In your understanding, so... he was obliterated by the will of the alliance."
"The reason why the system is a system is because it will act according to the rules. Hell fought with you before he died. After he was wiped out, the system defaulted to him as being killed by you. So... yours The mission is completed. I used your mission reward to give you a chance to be reborn. And, your summoner skills will be ultimately strengthened. Flash and rebirth will have no cooling time and are not limited by time and space."
At this point, Xiao Ling's voice suddenly choked up, and then he continued, "The alliance was born for fighting. You have no enemies in this world, and there will be no enemies more powerful than you... Comprehension of super skills for all heroes is enough to make you look down on other strong men who understand 90% of the rules... even the supreme rules. But, Ah Shuo, don't take the last step, because once you understand the 100% of the rules, then you will Assimilated by the rules. You will no longer be you.”
At this point, a trace of uneasiness emerged in Chen Shuo's heart, because Xiao Ling's words sounded like he was explaining the funeral arrangements, which gave him a bad feeling.
"Xiao Ling..."
Chen Shuo had just called out a name. The light in front of him suddenly distorted. Then, a woman wearing ice-blue clothes with a bow and arrow on her back walked out of the void. This woman was astonishingly similar to the ice archer in the alliance. -Ai Xi was exactly the same. However, her eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance. Chen Shuo immediately recognized that she was Xiao Ling.
"A Shuo. With the help of the hero's body, I can temporarily transform into you. I will meet you face to face for the first and last time." Ai Xi, or Xiao Ling, looked at Chen Shuo and smiled slightly, but the corners of his eyes were blurry. With tears, the pear blossoms are covered with rain, making them even more delicate.
"What do you mean? What is the last time? Little Spirit, don't you know the guiding spirit of the system? You will always be by my side like before, right?"
As soon as Chen Shuo spoke, he was suddenly speechless. As smart as he was, he had already come to a conclusion based on Xiao Ling's abnormality and some previous clues.
Seeing the sadness on Chen Shuo's face, Xiao Ling smiled slightly. But there was an indescribable sadness in the smile. "A Shuo, you guessed it, right?"
Chen Shuo nodded bitterly. "Xiao Ling, do you really want to leave?"
Xiao Ling smiled and nodded. "Yes. I'm leaving. You have reached the pinnacle in this world. And I, as the client's guiding elf, still need to go to another world to spread the glory of the alliance."
As he said that, Xiaoling pointed to the sky. "This is the will of the system. You and I cannot violate it."
Chen Shuo took a deep breath and nodded. "Will we meet again?"
Xiao Ling turned around. A voice that deliberately expressed no concern for her emotions came out, "See you or not. Who knows. Maybe we will meet again at a certain time and a certain place."
Suddenly, the brilliance faded away. The surrounding shadows: the base hot springs and defense towers disappeared one after another. They returned to the shining "L" logo above their heads.
"A Shuo, I don't have much time. Can you give me a hug?" Although she said this, Xiao Ling had already turned around and threw herself into Chen Shuo's arms. The latter's body shook. Shocked. Then he hugged Xiaoling tightly.
a long time.
Xiao Ling left Chen Shuo's arms and smiled brightly. The smile lit up the void.
"Fool. I'm leaving. Ah Shuo. Goodbye."
Chen Shuo also suppressed all his sadness and reluctance and showed the brightest smile. "Goodbye, Xiaoling. We will meet again."
Xiao Ling's body turned into a ray of light and submerged into the "L" sign. Then the sign trembled slightly, and a gap opened in the void. It went directly into it and disappeared. Maybe it was in another world. The glory of the Alliance will shine again.
That will be a more exciting and moving story.
Chen Shuo stared at the place where Xiao Ling left for a long time. An indescribable smile appeared on his face. Step by step, he walked towards the wild plane...
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end.
10:122013/12/17.
Remarks
On the morning of December 17, 2013, when I typed the word "End", it meant that "Take a League of Legends Client with You", my debut novel, was over.
However, when you see this, it will probably be a few days later. It’s not that I am stingy about publishing the ending at once and have to whet everyone’s appetite chapter by chapter. It’s that I don’t want to. I don’t want to. I am willing to finish my work so quickly. This feeling is like that of a father. Even though he knows that his daughter will eventually get married, he always hopes that she can stay with him for one more day.
The same is true for me. This book is my child.
Starting from June 30, 2012, I started writing this book on a whim. It was also my first time to personally get involved in the Internet literary circle. However, it took more than a year to finally complete this book. At this moment My mood, although exciting, seemed very dull.
In September 2012, I entered college for the first time. The school was a perverted two-month military training. After holding on for half a month, my manuscript collection finally ran out. It was shamefully discontinued. But, since then, until now. So far, it has been updated continuously for 376 days and has never stopped updating.
I say this not to show off, but to be proud. After all, I could only write an 800-word essay for school before. But now, I have completed a work of more than 2 million words. And I persisted. Coming down. I feel very proud of it.
I wrote this book partly because of interest, and partly because of the money. I personally believe that only when interest and income are combined can the most powerful motivation and creativity be unleashed. But today too many people are forced to do it. Things I don't like, doing work I don't like. Although I get more money, or the work is easier, but there is no fun... Of course, in this case, it means that I am not very experienced in the world, and I am heartless. That's all. In the future, whether I will be like this: working a half-dead job with a meager salary is still unknown.
You may know that Internet literature has developed rapidly in the past two years. This great god and that great god emerge one after another. Such and such a great god is worth a thousand dollars a word, and XX little god earns tens of thousands of yuan a month. But when you really get involved, you will understand that unless you are a top god, otherwise, if A writer like me can't even support myself on the remuneration alone.
With the help of my free time in college and the support of my family, I can still write carefreely, live a leisurely life, and devote myself to my own interests. But when I leave school, I don't know whether I will continue.
If writing articles can help me have enough food and clothing, and be well fed and clothed, then there is no doubt that even if I are given better conditions, I will devote myself to writing online articles and become a full-time writer wholeheartedly. For myself Interested. For everyone’s entertainment.
But if not, then interest can only be regarded as an interest. Maybe in a certain year, I will dig out the books I have written and joke with my friends: Why was the thing I wrote so childish?
But no matter what, at least for now, I am a writer. I will write every book of mine. I am happy to write. Everyone is happy to read. If you are able, subscribe and support. If you are not able, come and send me flowers for collection. It was also a great encouragement and support to me.
I wrote this in a long way. I don’t know if you have finished reading it or clicked it and closed it. But in the end, I still want to thank some of my readers. You have accompanied me all the way. It is precisely because of your support. I can persist until the end. There are too many people to thank. I won’t write them down one by one, because your names are all in my heart.
The alliance is over. But I am not relaxed. Because the new book was uploaded three months ago. It has 400,000 words so far. I hope everyone can support it and add it to your favorites. Xiaolan is very grateful.
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