[2] GLORY

Chapter 218.1 - 218.2

Chapter 218.1: It was clear that they just didn't want to fight against him!

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Wei Xiao, who was still alive, didn't stop at all. He made use of the lane soldiers to recover his health, then charged all the way to Y1's base alongside his own little soldiers.

The fastest one to resurrect from Y1 was Dxrus who had 19 seconds to go.

Could he break down the crystal in 19 seconds?

It was difficult.

Y1 had been too strong in the early stages, and they had controlled their soldier lanes very well. Although Close had directly assaulted them in their face in this wave of fighting, they'd done their set up well in advance.

If their soldier lanes weren't in a good state, they wouldn't have gone to ambush their opponents.

This was the terrifying thing about having strong operations. It had an amazingly high fault tolerance rate, and there was rarely any opportunity for sudden death games.

For example, after FTW had managed to remain standing at the end of this fight, Wei Xiao didn't delay at all. The shadow thief was a talent with considerable attack speed, but unfortunately, he was still unable to push all the way to the crystal. By the time he'd managed to take down one of the towers protecting the base, Dxrus had already rushed back out.

It was difficult for the shadow thief to gain the advantage against a blood warrior. There was a chance if this was just a solo game, but Y1's entire team was about to resurrect, and if Wei Xiao tried to fight, he'd be playing irrationally and sending away his own head.

He went semi-invisible and dove back into the jungle zone, sweeping through and clearing it out at the fastest possible speed before returning to his own jungle zone.

He would snatch up resources and develop. If they could pull off another wave of team fighting just like earlier, then FTW could win the game!

Unfortunately...

Would there be another such chance?

Y1 wasn't a team who would repeat mistakes. They had a strong ability to adjust, and wouldn't make the same mistake twice in the same game.

On the sidelines, Yuan Ze could already see the ending.

FTW had lost this game, but it had been played wonderfully.

That round where they'd aced Y1 was a very commendable and classic group fight that would've been acknowledged even amongst all the global professional teams.

Close had decisively started up the group fight, and his teammates' support had followed quickly. Their mage and marksman had positioned themselves very well, in places where they could DPS like crazy without getting ambushed. At the end, the timing of Wei Xiao's entry into the fray had been executed with textbook accuracy.

He'd gone in with a combo and stacked up his arc damage faster than usual. What was more ingenious was that he'd learned his lesson and had already adapted to the elemental shaman's rhythm, seizing a gap when he was unable to squeeze out a control totem to enter the fight. He was stable, accurate, and fierce, and his wave of explosive DPS laid the foundation for Y1's mass destruction.

Close had started the group fight, and Wei Xiao had ended it.

These two had really found their own rhythm.

Yuan Ze sighed internally and had to admit: Close was really very suited to playing top-lane.

Three years ago, nobody had asked Close which position he wanted to play.