I transmigrated into a novel about Honor of Kings and became Luban No. 7.
From the start, Lanling Wang stabbed me in the back: “Luban must die!”
A mysterious law is whispered across the Rift: You can lose the team fight, but Luban must die.
Every time I died and respawned after the countdown, I pondered the meaning of life.
Then, the day I was targeted for the hundredth time, I suddenly had an epiphany.
As Dian Wei charged in with his ultimate, I hit him with my second skill and blasted him away.
“Sorry, Dian. I'm building tank this time.”
The Rift's most miserable ATM has finally stood back up!
Some hero skills have been modified and so on. Please steer clear if that's not for you, babies.
