League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Coincidentally absorbing the world’s runes, the ace killer Lester came to Valoran continent,

The Rune War has just ended, and the bald Purple Potato Spirit, who has a heavy mission, embarks on a lonely journey of disowning six relatives.

At this time, the Lockhey tribe had just occupied the immortal fortress and established a state.

At this time, Demacia was still rubbing forbidden magic wood and mud on the toilet.

At this time, the Misttails were still alive and kicking on the eastern islands of the mainland,

At this time, the two sisters, the father and daughter, the filial angels, are still sweet and cute loli.

Jarvan I was not yet born, Noxus was not yet imperialized,

The slumbering poor shell people have not yet been used as power sources by the despicable Philos family, and the welfare of the leg-controller, Camille, has not yet become a cell,

The pale lady of black roses is still guarding the dry well of the immortal fortress, sealing the magic iron armor of the tyrant Uzul,

The premature crossing left Lester dumbfounded, helplessly looking at the Noxian man dressed as a barbarian and speaking an unknown language.

“So why did I come to this boring world with no stalwart Sona, no plump Ali, no black sheep, and no vegetable Sarah? I haven’t waited for me to live for a thousand years. I’m dying of old age, the key is that I don’t have a system yet, and I can’t understand the language, what are the pictures?”

With countless questions, Lester saw a tall woman who never dressed properly, wore dark purple eyeshadow, and had an exceptionally good figure.

“Ancient Remnant, do you want to learn Noxian with me?”

On the goose down bed, Lester learned multiple languages ​​by himself and finally understood the true meaning of life

“I actually merged the world runes that can last for a long time? This is a development game? That’s fine.”