God-level Sign-in Game Design Master - Chapter 443

  The first second to choose Jie? You are so good, I really don’t know what you think.

   Can Zed be played casually? joke.

  But it doesn’t matter now, the more chic and happy Fengnan is here, and all the other heroes are scumbags.

   That afternoon.

  ”League of Heroes” starts maintenance, and the maintenance lasts for half an hour.

   “What’s the situation? How is “League of Heroes” maintained?”

   “A new hero is coming out, and the AP Juggernaut has been weakened.”

   “Fucking AP Juggernaut is finally going to be weakened, teary eyes!”

   “Has the equally disgusting AP Undead Warrior and Fashang Zhao Sanqiang been weakened? The explosion of the AP Undead cover will kill you directly. Generally, the crispy skin will die if you touch it. It is impossible to play.”

“There is also Zhao Sanqiang, who has no solution at all. Zhao Sanqiang, who is injured by law, can only surrender in the low-end game. I used to think that the sword master who steals the tower is disgusting, but the sword master has to lead the line to steal the tower. Three guns can directly resist tower damage and force demolition, there is no solution at all.”

   “Ah… I haven’t encountered it before. The AP Juggernaut has been weakened, and Zhao Sanqiang’s spell damage should not be far away, right? There are also undead warriors.”

   “Have you read the introduction of the new hero, what type is it?”

   “AD hero, similar to Child Jie, but with strong team fighting ability.”

   “It won’t be another child robbery, right?”

   “Pray, I hope the appearance rate of Zed will drop after the new hero is released.”

  Happy boy Yasuo, when he was a child, he often believed what the villagers said about him: when it sounded good, his birth was a mistake in judgment; when it sounded bad, he was a mistake that could never be undone.

   Like most pain, these words contain a grain of truth. His mother had been a widow raising an only child, and the man who was supposed to be Yasuo’s father had blown into her life like a golden autumn breeze.

  Then he didn’t wait for the Ionian winter to come to the family, and he quietly left like that lonely season.

   Yasuo’s half-brother Yone is his polar opposite—respectful, cautious, self-conscious—but the two remain close.

  Yone always defends Yasuo when the other kids are teasing him. While Yasuo is impatient, his will is formidable.

  When Yong En started to study at the famous swordsmanship dojo in the village, the young Yasuo also followed, waiting in the wind and rain outside until the masters finally relented and opened the door.

   What made his peers gnash their teeth was that Yasuo showed extraordinary talent and became the only one among several generations of disciples who received the attention of the elders. He was the last master of the legendary Yufeng swordsmanship.

  The old man saw Yasuo’s potential, but the impulsive disciple rejected his unique teachings like an unbridled whirlwind.

  Yone begged his younger brother to put down his arrogance and gave him a maple seed, which is the supreme admonition of humility in the dojo. The next morning, Yasuo became the elder’s apprentice and also served as his bodyguard.

   When news of the Noxian invasion reached the dojo, Yasuo was eager to contribute his sword skills on the battlefield, but he was ordered to stay behind to protect the elders even though his peers and older brother had all left home to fight.

  The invasion turned into a protracted war. At last, on a wet and rainy night, the drums of the Noxian march came from the adjoining valley. Yasuo abandoned his post, foolishly thinking he could turn things around on his own.

   But instead of fighting, what awaited him was the corpses of hundreds of Noxians and Ionians. Something terrible and weird has just happened here, and it cannot be stopped by a sword. The earth also seems to be defiled.

   It was the second day since Yasuo came back to the dojo after waking up, but he was surrounded by the rest of the disciples, all of them drew their swords out of their sheaths. Elder Souma is dead, and Yasuo finds himself not only accused of AWOL, but a murderer as well.

  He realized that if he didn’t act soon, the real culprit would go unpunished, so he drew his sword and fought and escaped capture. Of course, he also knew that this behavior was tantamount to admitting his crime.

   So Yasuo became a fugitive in the land of Ionia after the war, searching for any clues that might lead him to the murderer. At the same time, his former friends became his hunters, forcing him to choose between fighting and dying again and again. It was always a price he was willing to pay, until he met his most fearsome opponent—his brother, Yone.

  The two followed the honor etiquette and walked around each other. When their blades finally met, Yone was no match, and with a flash of steel, Yasuo slashed his brother.

  He begged his brother’s forgiveness, but before he died, Yong En just told him that the one who killed the elder was the sword technique of Yufeng, and Yasuo was the only one who could master this technique.

   Then he was silent forever, and died without being able to say the words of forgiveness.

  Without his master and brother, Yasuo wandered the mountains in grief, like a sword without a scabbard, drinking the pain of war and loss. On the snowfields of the Winter Mountains, he encountered Taliyah, a Shuriman earth mage who had escaped from the Noxian army.

  Unexpectedly, she became his apprentice, and Yasuo was even more surprised that he could also be a teacher. He taught her the way of elemental magic, wind carving stone, Yasuo finally comprehended the teachings of the elders.

  The rumor of the rise of the Shurima Celestial Emperor changed their world.

   Yasuo and Taliyah parted ways, but he gave her the treasured maple seed, the lesson he had fully understood.

  Taliyah set off to return to his desert homeland, and Yasuo also set off to his native village, determined to correct his mistakes and find the murderer who killed his master.

  In the stone walls of the council hall, the truth of Elder Suma’s death is finally revealed—an accident caused by Riven, a Noxian exile. And she herself regretted it very much. Even so, Yasuo still couldn’t forgive herself for abandoning her master and leaving without permission, let alone for killing Yong En with her own hands.

   Yasuo ended up heading to Vale for the Spirit Blossom Festival, a ritual of healing that might appease him, but he didn’t hold out much hope. And here, he encounters a demonic creature that seeks to devour him, stalking his pain and regret.

  But a masked figure stepped in and defeated the monster with righteous rage, and Yasuo realized he knew this person—it was Yone.

  Yasuo thought his brother would take revenge, but to his surprise, Yone let him go with a bitter blessing.

  Now Yasuo no longer misses the land of the first birth, he embarks on a new adventure, although he doesn’t know where he will go, only the sense of guilt is still dragging the unruly wind.