Summer Chen spent a whole month, closed mind to sort out the memory, this is the end of combing. But it is precisely because of the combing, summer Chen is a long sigh.

One hundred and sixty-eight protoss strongmen, at least those above the true spirit, who, if present in the outside world, would be enough to sweep one side and become big powers.

But these 168 powerful people are dead now. Summer Chen has their most precious memory, which is equivalent to having the soul of 168 strong people. Every memory is priceless.

Perhaps these memories do not substantially improve the current summer day, but they have immeasurable benefits...