Chapter 807: This Dragon Is a Demon Dragon from Ancient Times, Currently Lacking a Sum of Magic Crystals to Buy a League of Legends Bundle

"Wow! Look at that dragon!" a crowd of elves gossiped among themselves.

"Isn't it supposed to be incredibly powerful? The day it came to the shop, even the sky changed color," Laurelin said, looking at the dragon with a strange expression.

"Who knew it would be such a coward!" Serra spoke up. "Who knows where it came from... it must have just pretended to be terrifying, but it's actually not powerful at all!"

Elder Cywi nodded beside them. "I've seen dragons like this before. Generally, black dragons at this age have strength around the eighth or ninth tier. It might not even be an adult yet. It's definitely not any kind of formidable dragon."

Elder Cywi was clearly more knowledgeable, and her words carried more weight. "At most, the early Holy Tier, nothing more."

The ears of the dragon lying on the ground twitched. Just as it woke up, it heard people discussing:

"A coward!?"

"Not powerful at all...!?"

"Might not even be an adult!?"

"Do you know what a terrifying existence the great Guls is!?" A black dragon instantly scrambled up from the ground, roaring.

Sparks flew wildly from its mouth.

"If not for that great Dragon King, an existence stronger than the gods themselves, how could the great Guls be subdued by his might? If you had seen that great entity crush the sun with a single claw, you would only be in a worse state!" The demonic dragon Guls shouted loudly.

"What's so great about crushing a sun with a single claw?!" Serra snorted coldly. "We played Legend of Sword and Fairy 4 before, and an ancient deity in it shot down nine suns!"

"Exactly! We even used his Houyi Sun-Shooting Bow!" Laurelin beside her also called out loudly. "Hmph! What is there to be afraid of!?"

"You... you all!" The demonic dragon Guls was surrounded by the crowd, looking like a scholar fiercely debating a room full of critics as it pointed at the elves in great rage. "You elves were scared unconscious by the great Guls only yesterday, how dare you judge me today!"

"We weren't scared unconscious at all!" An elf's face instantly turned flushed with embarrassment. "This elf was knocked unconscious by the collision yesterday, you were the one scared unconscious, we all saw it with our own eyes just now!"

"You cowardly elves!"

"You cowardly dragon!"

"Awoooo—!" The demonic dragon Guls was about to explode with rage, finding itself actually despised by a group of weak elves.

"You only managed to use that deity's bow! What is there to boast about!" The demonic dragon Guls roared. "This dragon will soon personally operate the projected avatar of that great Dragon King! To learn its combat techniques!"

It then glanced at the screen: Aurelion Sol Champion Bundle, 99 Spirit Crystals.

"This dragon is buying this champion bundle right now!" The demonic dragon Guls roared.

"We're buying it too!" a group of elves said in unison.

"You... how can you all buy it!?" The demonic dragon Guls looked at the elves, its face full of disbelief.

"Boss, this newly arrived dragon is arguing with the elves! Go take a look quickly!" At this moment, Boss Fang parted the crowd and walked up.

He happened to hear both sides loudly arguing about buying the bundle. "You have to argue over buying a bundle too!?"

He waved his hand directly. "This bundle is on permanent sale, anyone can buy it!"

Then he pointed to the bottom of the screen. "This champion skin bundle priced at 288 is on sale for a limited time of one month, buy it quickly before it's gone."

"There's also a 288 champion skin bundle!?"

"This looks way higher class than the regular bundle!"

"Then this dragon will buy this 288 Magic Crystal Aurelion Sol skin champion bundle!" Guls roared.

This way, it could finally reflect that the great Guls was nobler than these damn elves.

"Ah, this 288 bundle is so expensive..." Serra twiddled her small hands with some hesitation. Although 288 was by no means unaffordable for these elves, buying this today and that tomorrow...

"I have my eyes on several new champions, as well as new skins, and I have to buy them all later... If I buy this Dragon King skin champion bundle too, it seems like a bit too much spending..."

"Me too..." Laurelin beside her also felt a pang of distress for her wallet.

Evidently, they were consuming quite rationally.

"Haha! Didn't expect that, did you!" Looking at the distressed faces of the elves, Guls showed a satisfied expression.

As a great demonic dragon, it naturally could not let these weak elves look down on it!

"Hmph! What's a 288 bundle? We're going to buy several champion skin bundles later. We've bought all of these Project skins, okay! That's way more than what you're buying!"

"This dragon will buy them too!"

"This Elementalist Lux..."

"This dragon is buying that too!" How could the great Guls allow itself to be looked down upon by these elves!?

"This Star Guardian..."

"Buy it—!"

...

"Your Excellency Swain, did you remind him... whether one can learn the power of that champion, and how many fractions of it can be used, all boils down to whether one's own talent matches?" Seeing this scene, Hermaddon beside him murmured in a low voice.

Swain: "..."

Hermaddon glanced at the elves beside them again. To these elves... they didn't understand this anyway, playing it purely as an ordinary training realm for combat techniques, so they naturally didn't care which champion they bought.

A champion that matched oneself would just be handled more skillfully and played a bit more sharply.

In fact, except for these few at the peak of the Holy Tier, everyone else was like this, successively buying various champions and then trying out which one they played more smoothly or preferred to play, and then mainly playing those few.

Therefore, whether they understood the points mentioned by those Holy Tiers or not, it would not actually cause much of an impact.

Of course, what they were considering at this moment was not this, but...

"By the way, Guls just escaped from the seal, where did he get the money?" Hermaddon suddenly asked in a low voice. "Your Excellency Swain, do you still have...?"

"I have also only just entered the world, and did not bring much..." Swain said calmly.

Hermaddon pondered. "I have traveled the continent for many years, and wealth is but an external possession... as long as it's enough to get by..."

The two of them abruptly logged off and stood up. "...By the way, Your Excellency Guls, our ten-hour daily limit has already been used up, so... we shall take our leave first."

"Oh, alright!" Guls, who was currently dazzled by the champions and skins and enjoying the gaze of the crowd looking up to him as a big shot, didn't care at all and waved his hand casually.

Ten minutes later...

He felt his money pouch.

Then he looked back at the hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him.

His entire face turned completely stiff.

The noisy shop instantly fell dead silent.

After a long while, having looked left and right without finding Swain and Hermaddon, and after a long time had passed, he finally spoke with extreme awkwardness, yet still carrying a trace of a demonic dragon's majesty. "This dragon is actually a demonic dragon from ancient times. I am currently in urgent need of a sum of Magic Crystals to buy League of Legends bundles. Anyone who funds this dragon with more than 20 Magic Crystals will directly receive a share of the treasure once this dragon finds the treasure hidden from the ancient era. This opportunity knocks but once..."

"Get lost—!"

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