League of Legends: Wild Rift Dev Tracker

The stars of Wild Rift 💫 #StarGuardian

So… you made it onto Pyke’s list. Don’t worry! You probably didn’t do anything awful, right? 😬

Screenshot or pause the GIF to find why you’re on Pyke’s list! 🗏

Are you a champion of order or chaos? 💥 Choose a side when you pick up Dawnbringer Riven and Nightbringer Yasuo starting June 30 UTC!

This week's free-to-play lineup! 💫 Who are you trying out?

@alyshaskye18 The setup was🔥 it's a Pro play!

@TrustYourMid Absolutely a Pro play!

@NiczRandomArts Definitely a Pro play!🔥

There’s nothing like carrying your friends in a wild teamfight! But what’s the opposite of a pro play? Could it be… a poro play? 🤔

Guess if Vayne is about to go Pro or Poro, then share YOUR best Pro clips below! ⬇️

Once you’re on his list, you’re as good as gone.

Here's a "First Look" at the balance changes for patch 3.2c coming next week.

Please note that this may not be the full list of notes and is not final. Context and the more complex changes will come with the full patch notes.

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Those decks can mop themselves. After slinking away from prying eyes, you take refuge below deck and doze off. You wake to loud noises coming from above. The floor beneath you is rumbling, as if something is ramming into the ship!

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