"The heroic spirit has been awakened."

"Ancient Witch Spirit Zelas, awakened three times."

"Swordsman Yasuo, awakened three times."

"Degree-100%"

"Heroic Lord, resurrected."

The soft and friendly female voice echoed in the huge chaotic space. Accompanied by the lantern light shield pulled back by the Warden of the Soul Lock, the figures of Zeras and Yasuo also returned as scheduled from the void.

The Valoran Continental heroes who were originally waiting in the chaos space were slightly awe-inspiring, temporarily stopped chatting or fighting, and bowed to the last two returning partners.

The reason is nothing special. It is just that in the final decisive battle on the Storm Plain, the former defeated most of the enemy troops of the Dark Legion with his own strength with his own strength, and finally reaped the lives of countless invaders before falling down among thousands of Dark Continental warriors.

The latter relied on one person and one sword, combined with a "unstoppable" move by the lava monster Muffet, and connected with the previous "Storm of Wind" to penetrate into the deepest part of the Dark Continental Army, killing a large number of senior officers of the invaders with a magnificent and turbulent sharp sword light.

Even among the hundreds of heroes in League of Legends, these two people have the best contributions, which are extremely dazzling and eye-catching.

"Hey Zelas, why are you two coming back so slowly?"

Zhao Xin, who was beside him, asked curiously.

As the original swordsman of the Wind, Yasuo helped answer: "He was just addicted to fighting the destruction beam. If I hadn't reminded me in time, I might have had another three hundred rounds--"

Planck laughed: "Hahahaha, can you be addicted to those things about Laushi? I'm so fucking funny, Zelas, you really have a good hand... Ahhhhh, Damn Riven, you're here? Help me-"

For a moment, the chaotic space became chaotic again.

In this lively and joyful atmosphere, listening to the sound of companions playing in my ears, Britz, who was chatting with Garen, suddenly became a little dazed and lost his mind.

In the eyes of a pair of round electronics, their eyes subconsciously swept around, looking at a former partner who was talking with a sincere smile or chasing them like a child. Its mood seemed to be filled with something at once.

His eyes swept across the faces of his companions who had just been resurrected and awakened. At this moment, Britz couldn't help but show the scenes of his memory like a lantern in his mind.

Not only Yasuo and Zelas, but every other partner, behind the bright and sincere smiles on his face at this moment, are all the memories that are so tragic that it makes people cry:

For example, Zhao Xin, who was excited to brag about his previous majesty in the destruction beam with the blind monk Li Qing—

In the decisive battle of Storm Plain, the Debang general stood proudly in the middle of the corpses of the Dark Continent invaders stacked with blood. Facing the dense enemies who rushed up again, he burst into laughter and shouted out the last oath without fear:

"The ambition to fall into battle is to die but not live!"

For example, Riven, who was angrily waving his sword to chase Planck—

In the Dark Continental Army on the Storm Plain, this former canyon tender tavern waiter returned to the female uniform of the Exile Blade. The wide sword blades flowing with golden lights were waving, and the surging sword lights were flying, harvesting the lives of countless invaders. In the end, even though they were covered in scars, their eyes were still shining with a firm and decisive light:

"My fighting spirit has not been lost yet!"

For example...

Britz looked up and stared quietly at Garen, who was smiling brightly in front of him, and was talking nonsense with exaggerated gestures:

This companion in front of you—

That was the last escape route. The man named Demacia, who was determined to break his back alone. The deep blue battle cloak, the cracked armor was cracked everywhere. The burly and quiet figure standing with a sword, extremely tall and as tall as a towering mountain peak, and the determination of death that a man was at the gate of the gate and ten thousand men could not open, and the pride and domineering attitude that seemed to millions of people not pass by!

"Our actions are just, our achievements will be recorded in history, and our courage... must not be shaken!"

“No matter how many people there are, you must not retreat!”

"There are people, the tower is!!!——"

Recovering from the memories of retrospectiveness, Britz once again looked at the familiar and intimate face of his companion in front of him carefully.

The picture that was originally placed deep in my heart gradually coincided with the faces of my companions talking endlessly, becoming clearer and more real.

Shaking his head, putting those unpleasant and sad memories aside.

At this moment, Britz only sighed in his heart.

And that faint warmth.

All the eleven companions who were resurrected and awakened...returned.

Go forward, spread your arms, and the steam robot, who has never been good at expressing emotions, clumsyly gave a hug to his companion who was caught off guard in front of him.

A tight hug:

"Galen...Welcome...Back."

Listening to the clumsy and unconcealed complexity and joy of his companions, Demacia's power, who was a little surprised, suddenly became quiet.

Also spread his arms and hugged the burly metal body of his companion in front of him. The exaggerated laughter just now disappeared without a trace, replaced by a low voice:

"Abu, thank you for your hard work-"

Then, let go of his arms. Garen took two steps back and quietly stared at Britz in front of him.

Then he leaned the sword on the ground with one hand, and placed his hand on his chest with the other, and blew it hard on the chestplate, shouting in a deep voice:

"The power of Demacia, Garen, return to the team!"

A low voice echoed in the huge chaotic space.

Britz was stunned when he heard this.

This is……

At the same time, all the remaining Valorand Continental heroes became quiet.

This declaration is extremely familiar to each of them.

That was the slogans that the large army would yell after fighting against the Dark Continent invaders on Valorand and after retreating, the slogans that the surviving partners would be shouted again and again.

However, at that time, every time the number of heroes who gathered and counted together, shouted "returned to the team" was getting smaller and smaller.

But now...

The slogan is still there.

But the situation seems to have undergone a completely different change.

After Galen, Garven, wearing golden armor and golden helmet, walked up with an iron spear, inserted the iron spear heavily into the ground, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Prince Demacia, Garven IV, return to the team!"

Then Zhao Xin, who was following with a long spear:

"General Manager Debang, Zhao Xin, return to the team!"

The girl with a little messy white short hair and a wide sword blade was voiced so loudly:

"Exile Blade, Riven, return to the team!"

The swordsman in romance dressed in a solemn expression, and put on the sheathless sword at his waist with one hand: "Swordsman of the Qifeng, Yasuo, return to the team!"

"Hmph, it's such a boring behavior..." The cold woman with long black hair curled her lips and complained in a low voice, but the flowing light in her eyes betrayed her true mood that was difficult to calm down at this moment:

"Blade Will, Arrelia, return to the team!"

Leflan had a charming and charming smile on her face, and her red lips slightly opened and spoke out: "The magical charm girl, Leflan, return to the team."

Then there was Thresh's deep smile: "Warner of Soul Lock, Thresh, return to the team!"

"Holy Gun Ranger, Lucian, return to the team!"

"Void Raiders, Kazik, return to the team."

"Ancient Witch Spirit, Zelas, return to the team!"

...

One after another, the return declaration echoed in the chaotic space.

It is obviously just plain and simple, without any slogans that embellish the fancy style, but it makes people feel the urge to cry and gives people a passionate passion.

This is a solemn declaration.

It is also a heartwarming reunion after a long separation.

Little Annie was crying when she saw it. Nedley, who was smiling and comforting her, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Drizzt reached out and lowered the brim of the hat, and the shadow blocked the face and made people feel invisible.

Planck's eyes were a little red, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes: "Damn it, why are there sand here--"

Britz stood still, listening to the statements of his friends who were echoing in his ears, his metal body became stiffer little by little, but his heart became softer.

Robots won't cry.

But at this moment, it also inexplicably felt a slight sourness on its nose.

When the last slogan of return fell, Garen, who was standing in front, grinned at Britz:

"The eleven people are resurrected, and now they are all here."
Chapter completed!