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Marco Polo in Honor of Kings,

Marco Polo is a shooter-type hero character in Tencent’s mobile game “Honor of Kings”. The prototype is the famous Italian traveler Marco Polo. .

Marco Polo is a shooter-type hero who relies on attack speed. He has the ability to fight head-on. He is very strong in the mid-to-early game. His skills have very high flexibility and mobility. The combination of his skills Flat A can cause fatal damage to the enemy.

Backstory

Traveler, adventurer, language genius... People call him this, Marco Polo. His family was once very wealthy, and both his father and uncle were in charge of huge caravans. Their business extended from the westernmost part of the continent to the ancient countries in the middle. It's a pity that the whole family is dying. Before Marco Polo reached adulthood, his father died. He was raised by his uncle Matteo.

Matteo regarded him as his own son and provided his nephew with the best educational conditions. The entire home is like a huge library, filled with precious books and manuscripts brought back by my father and uncle from various places, as well as various rare mechanisms and antiques. Marco Polo liked to listen to his uncle's stories about their youthful journeys and search the maps for the lands where his father's footsteps had trodden. When he got older, he began to be keen on dismantling and assembling those weird mechanisms, debugging them precisely, and learned from the master Finch, asking for profound and wonderful knowledge of mechanisms.

From the master's mouth, he heard the story about the "Dead Sea Script". The scrolls unearthed from ancient ruins were purchased and brought back by merchants at high prices, causing a sensation in the Western lands. They contained unheard of knowledge and mechanisms. Orientals seem to call it "heavenly book". As the authority of the machine, the master personally authenticated this precious ancient book and believed that the "Dead Sea Document" was the key to the legendary source of knowledge, and looked forward to its use in machine manufacturing. Unfortunately, things didn't work as expected, and the whereabouts of the document soon became unknown.

Marco Polo was struck by lightning. He intuitively understood that the businessman who purchased and brought back the documents was his father. But he knew nothing about his father's past experiences. He hurriedly bid farewell to the master, returned home and searched everywhere, but found nothing. Frustrated, Marco Polo fiddled with his telescope and fell asleep for the thousandth time. He dreamed of his father's retreating figure, and the messenger who reported his father's disappearance... Suddenly, he woke up with a start. The messenger never reported his father's death, he simply left and never returned. He suddenly remembered the little toy, the fragment his father had stuffed into his hand before he finally left the house: an ancient inscription engraved on a stone slab.

Marco Polo found the inscription and used sophisticated mechanical instruments to observe it. What did he see when the shadow was cast on the dome? A letter. A letter from his father to his only son many years ago.

"Son: When you read these words, I no longer exist in the King's Continent. Don't be sad, this is a fate that every seeker of knowledge will accept calmly. But I have to be separated from you, It is also a pain that I regret deeply. Please remember that I love you and I will always look at you from the other side of the root of knowledge."

The heads of people were shaking in front of the bulletin board of the Governor's Mansion. Recruitment notices are posted there, hiring brave and fearless adventurers to travel to the distant eastern continent. After receiving the report from his men, Matteo hurried over and watched dumbfounded as his nephew tore off the notice. He suddenly discovered that Marco Polo had grown into a handsome young man, carrying his beloved guns around his waist, just like his brother when he was young. With tears covering his old cheeks, he shouted loudly and tried to stop his nephew. No one knows better than him what a dangerous and bumpy road it is to the root of knowledge. But Marco Polo just turned around, bowed gracefully to his uncle in the crowd, and then stepped into the Governor's Palace without hesitation.

“The world is so big, I want to come and see it.