Chapter 360: 《Ascending to Godhood》

Because the play-in stage this year featured WBG, an LPL team with an explosive amount of hype and a "full-god roster," and they were even drawn into the same group as DK, the tournament stage that usually receives little attention has seen an incredibly explosive level of interest this year.

The venue was packed to capacity, and the livestream chat was so crowded it was terrifyingly popular.

The scrolling comments were all urging: "Open the gates!"

The reason for this frenzy is actually because the Riot-produced [Theme Song MV], which had been kept under wraps for several days, was set to be released at today's World Championship opening ceremony.

The theme song "GODS" had already been released a while ago; Ye Bo listened to it for a bit and felt it was pretty good. As a "music company," Riot still has some level of quality in their main business.

However, online reviews were mixed; some people thought this year's was a letdown, saying that just listening to the five female singers didn't evoke a very fiery feeling.

Of course, it might also be because Riot kept the promotional video hidden and announced it would be released together at the World Championship opening ceremony, which led to this.

Ye Bo vaguely knew some "inside information."

After all, several Riot officials had specifically come to interview him about quite a few "private matters," such as when he started playing League of Legends, who the first professional team and player he knew were, etc.

Although he hadn't seen the final cut, he estimated his screen time should be quite substantial.

The countdown had already begun on the venue screens.

The bright lights alternated and suddenly dimmed, and a symphony of resonant choruses, gradually building in intensity, came from afar.

And on the pitch-black giant screen hanging in the venue, the image flashed.

A boy who looked extremely young appeared on screen, clumsily "holding" a blue-covered magic book—using the hard back of the book cover to violently "smash" the melee minion in front of him, struggling in a difficult hand-to-hand fight!

That was clearly the Rogue Mage, one of the few beginner heroes.

A foreign media outlet once conducted a survey, and many LoL players indicated that the beginner hero they used in their "first game of League of Legends" influenced the position they later excelled at.

For example, those who played Demacia in their first game later liked playing top lane, those who chose Master Yi liked playing jungle, and those who chose Ashe liked playing ADC.

And as the "God, God!" chants mimicked in the prelude gradually became short and powerful.

A sacred sense of rhythm, similar to a war cry, gradually climbed.

That boy finally learned to open the blue magic book in his hand, then put it down, picked up a sickle blade and kunai from under the table, and learned the art of the ninja.

His opponents also gradually changed from melee minions to ranged minions, cannon minions, super minions, Vilemaw, and Baron Nashor.

"Holy crap? That face looks like Master Ye!?"

"What prestige!! So he's the protagonist of the theme song! Riot, you actually hid this treasure!"

"I bet there's definitely Da Fei. I still remember that in the S8 season, he didn't even make it to Worlds, yet he still had half the screen time in the promo video!"

In the audience, someone had already recognized the real person behind the animated avatar and shouted excitedly.

In fact, the theme song MV for the League of Legends World Championship every year is built around the previous year's champion; this can be said to be a tradition spanning over a decade.

It can also be called the "hidden trophy" of the World Championship winner.

And just as the "Shadow of the Fist" in the screen was satisfied, having used three kicks of [Shadow Assault] to sever the head of Baron Nashor—a light suddenly flashed in the distant sky, and a red team logo shot up into the heavens.

It seemed to have the 'WE' logo inscribed on it.

Unfortunately, that team logo couldn't reach the peak before plummeting violently, and a little monster 'Assassin' team logo rushed to the sky, dyeing the horizon.

But, the next instant.

A shadow blade suddenly pierced through the air, one strike cutting across the sky, intending to sever the entire canyon.

The boy was looking up at everything far away in the sky, his eyes appearing somewhat obsessed.

When he lowered his head again, looking at the precious Baron Nashor head clutched in his hand, he tossed it aside casually.

Perhaps from the moment he looked at the sky, a seed had already been planted.

His instincts were telling him that what he wanted was there.

And when the screen flickered illusorily, when the boy put his bag on his back, pushed open his door, and stood on the eve of his journey.

In his arms, he had only a kunai sickle, a trickster's staff, a two-toned katana, and a piece of seven-colored bubblegum.

"This is what you came for."

"Blood on the game ball."

"Eyes on the pulpit, kid."

"This is your moment."

Accompanied by the leap of the first verse, the light and shadow outside the window where the boy stood alternated, and his face seemed to gradually become more and more "familiar" in the transition.

The perspective constantly shuttled and alternated between the game and reality.

In the dreamlike changes, when seeing the scene where the boy walked to the player's seat and yanked the 'Zoe' sitting in the chair down—

Someone in the audience clearly had their defenses broken~

"I think church just opened."

"Welcome to the big show."

Accompanied by the melody gradually stepping into the climax.

The stone statue Galio, spreading its wings and kicking back, used a powerful punch to break through the barrier of the peak, taking in the ten-thousand-foot road on the high peak and the light shining down from above.

The next moment.

The scene of the real world flashed by, and the boy was already sitting on that stage where thousands of people shone.

And ten years ago, that face he saw in the sky that severed the canyon with one blade.

At this moment, was sitting right across from him.

This was also the first World Championship the boy had stepped into.

The storyboard quickly shifted back to the world of Summoner's Rift.

The moment the boy stepped past the gate at the foot of the mountain, the originally clear sky suddenly became overcast, and the sky cast a large shadow.

A loud explosion rang out.

The smoke of the Twilight Shroud exploded across the ground, and the Falcon's Dance, shot silently half a step in advance, aimed for the former's neck!

The three gold stars hanging on his chest proved his identity.

But even though it was his first time stepping onto this field, the boy, who knew the ninja arts used by that person extremely well, had long since sensed it. With his feet tensed, he retreated half a step—and "the other him" appeared before him.

But this seemed to be of no avail to the cold, masked assassin; both could be killed together.

However, when the double shadow's swap suddenly disappeared from where it was.

The former's eyes widened suddenly, and then he lost all ability, vaulting out until he was directly brought down beneath the cliff!

"Next on the ladder."

"Then we gonna ride right into the sun."

"Like it's the day my kingdom came."

The climax of the music began to rise.

Yet after dealing with the masked assassin and his team, the sky above the boy, obscured by clouds, not only failed to reveal the light, but seemed to become even more gloomy.

His teammates, who had just finished the battle beside him, also seemed to have been hit by some monster magic; except for the thick-skinned old goat who could still drag his tired body, the others all helplessly turned into "dolls."

And the boy's face was tense; he just walked over, picked up the few dolls on the ground, and placed them on his shoulders.

Then he continued to climb up along the steep road.

Passing the snow line all the way, the surrounding scenery also gradually turned into snow and solid ice, the sun seemed to have completely sunk below the horizon, and the surroundings became pitch black.

Finally, several people radiating blue light appeared with their arms crossed.

Two people in the back held guns at the ready, and the three in front were a Yordle ninja flashing with electric light, a shadow assassin holding a giant scythe with sharp eyes, and a confident mushroom-headed round face with six dark spheres floating around him.

Outnumbered.

The advantage is mine!

But just at this moment... the staff in the boy's hand transformed into a "scepter."

He slammed it hard into the ground, and a muffled, giant boom came through.

Subsequently, riots suddenly erupted from beneath the ice in all directions, and one after another, sand soldiers were reaching out from the ground, rising from the underworld!

The situation seemed to have reversed.

And the five people rushed forward fiercely, wanting to capture the king first; even facing the sound of the antelope horn, they treated it as nothing and continued to charge... but the next moment, they suddenly felt like they had stepped on something!

A booming explosion rang out.

The five people's figures were bounced high into the air by a vaguely visible red fruit!

Thousands of imperial guards simultaneously flashed behind them, the force of a thousand armies pushed forward, and the flame breath connected, triggering a third knock-up that hit them in a chain, directly sending the five people flying into the sky as if they were being "tossed in a pan"!

[Xu Ge is the zone]

[Holy crap!? This animation is well done!]

[I still remember this line! Turning the tide with a leap, the Imperial Guards and the Goat arrive to settle the world!]

[Watching this match again is still a bit moving... but was that Syndra just now Xu Ge? Looking at that face, I thought it was Xiaohu!]

[It shouldn't be Xu Ge, Xu Ge's legs aren't that long~]

The Tree, Cat, and Draven dolls on his shoulders were clapping their hands hard.

As they climbed step by step, the dolls gradually returned to human form, and the five of them moved forward together, grinding through hardships.

Although the road ahead was still a long, dark night, it could not stop the group's journey to the peak.