League of Legends God-level Summoner

【Heroic Story】

Noxus is not as powerful as it appears.

On the contrary, it also has its own fragile and unknown side.

However, its weakness is overshadowed by its strength, so when it comes to Noxus, the first thing that outsiders think of is their barbarism and unreasonableness.

But Noxus also has disadvantaged groups, usually those with meager income and little status.

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Arnold Skid Row.

This is one of the few poor areas in Noxus, and it is also a large area where many poor people gather.

Perhaps for the rich, the existence of the poor is simply unbelievable. The rich are often very surprised when they launch success speeches: Why can't they make money? Why don't they have money?

So I can tell my feelings about success: It’s because they don’t work hard, are not diligent, and can’t seize opportunities. If they can be like me when I was a poor boy...

But in fact this is not the case. The poverty of the poor only suffers in the poor's own world. The rich stand on a higher level than this world, so they cannot see the suffering of the poor.

For the poor, illness is a very heavy topic. If it is a minor illness, it is not bad.

But if it's a serious illness and they can't raise enough money for treatment, death is the only thing waiting for them.

For the height of the rich, the vision of the poor is also limited.

They don't have the luxury to attend rich people's drinking parties and get to know more rich people.

They also don't have much education to find a good job.

Perhaps some poor people, through some opportunities and relatively flexible minds, have been appreciated by the rich in their humble jobs, and they have been promoted step by step to the point where they can stand shoulder to shoulder with the rich.

Of course, these are just some poor people, most of whom are still thinking of ways out for their own food, clothing, and warmth.

Young Tyrone is an extremely small member of the Arnold civilian community.

For as long as he could remember, he had stayed in the slums. He was always faced with alleys filled with the smell of rotting rat corpses, and roofs with no view of the sky.

Under such a roof, more people can be accommodated, and it is not like the rich who have a house of their own, where they can enjoy the spring flowers blooming and the sunshine outside the window anytime and anywhere.

Both his father and mother died in a severe plague. Plague is a frightening thing that can kill people in just a few days.

Although powerful magic can be used to heal, magic consumes energy.

No capable magic warrior would volunteer to treat a bunch of dirty and lowly poor people.

Therefore, the plague spread like wildfire.

Until eventually it began to spread to the territory of the rich.

Although the plague can be treated, it is silent when it is infected. When you find that your whole body is full of ulcers, even powerful magic will not help.

As more and more rich people die.

The rich could no longer sit idly by and showed enough love: How can they let the poor, who are also our kind, suffer? We should support them and drive away these damn plagues.

Therefore, the rich began to enthusiastically take out a large amount of gold coins from their pockets, and invited those powerful magic warriors to join forces to give a powerful baptism of holy light to the entire Arnold region that was filled with plague.

The moment the magical aura quietly dissipated, the plague in the Arnold area also dissipated.

The plague has been contained!

This is really exciting news.

The rich clapped and cheered each other at the cocktail party to celebrate their success.

: Hey, man, you know, I sponsored a lot of money during that plague.

: It’s really hard to imagine what those poor people would have become if we hadn’t come forward.

: The stench emanating from their bodies really makes me sick to my stomach. They should shed tears of gratitude to us because we saved their lives!

: This group of lowly poor people cannot contribute to the country, but they can bring major disasters that affect the entire country. I think these people should all be killed and buried in the ground.

The celebration banquet of the rich was over. They all patted their bulging bellies with satisfaction and left the place where they had received many compliments from all walks of life. They sat in a fine carriage and hugged the graceful woman.

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Although the plague has ended its spread, the poor days in the slums still continue. The money donated by all walks of life will never fall into their hands. It will always be transferred into their own pockets halfway by people from all walks of life using their subtle excuses. pocket.

While the rich can throw their extra dishes into the trash can, the poor have to fight over a piece of damp, moldy cheese.

"Hey! Damn it! What are you doing to my cheese? Shut your stinky mouth, otherwise I will let it taste the taste of my fist!" In a dark alley, an eight-year-old Fortunately, Tyrone dug out a piece of cheese from the trash can. Although it was covered with mold, it was a delicious dish for Tyrone, who had not eaten for two days.

But before he could take a bite, a childish but arrogant voice came from behind.

Tai Lung turned around and saw several children who were older than him and dressed the same as him. They were all very ragged children.

They rushed up and beat Tai Lung without any explanation.

"Bedbug, let go of your hand!" Someone stepped on Tyrone's tightly clenched fist. Tyrone unclenched his fist, with the last small piece of cheese left in his palm.

Then, under Tyrone's helpless eyes, the remaining piece of cheese fell into the child's mouth.

"A guy like you who doesn't even have parents dares to rummage around on our property to eat? You're an ungrateful guy!" A child spat on Tai Lung's cheek.

Some people thought that the feeling of pleasure brought by this method was unique, so other children followed suit and spit on his cheek.

In Tai Lung's reflected sight, there were the retreating figures of the children, who were arm-in-arm and laughing.

I will kill you all, kill them all!

The young Tai Long clenched his fists and swore secretly in his heart.

[A new hero story chapter has been added to describe the unknown past of the heroes from a different perspective and style. Including Riven, who will appear in the future, there will also be her special story. If you want to see the past story of any hero, you can leave a message~]