[2] GLORY

Chapter 264

Chapter 264: I want to win the championship

　
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Edited by apricot, @babyybluebear, teo
　

Don’t be afraid; we’re still here.

The words were clumsily spoken and awkwardly pronounced, yet it slid smoothly into his heart like a fine wine.

In the canyon, the Immortal Warlock fell, however the battle was not over yet.

EVE still had three surviving members: Miller, CC, and Dunn!

FTW lunged towards the three players from EVE. CC hurriedly drew back and thrust a Ground Stab beneath his feet, which parried the Broken Rifle Thief’s attack slicing through the air.

Miller’s ult had been cast on the Immortal Warlock just earlier, but his basic abilities were also able to heal and stackable if timed right. In the latter half of a team fight, even a drop of health could be enough to determine victory!

The situation was clearly heating up. Aside from Xie He, everyone’s hearts had leapt to their throats, staring at the showdown taking place in front of their eyes without a single blink.

While the five on FTW were still hanging on, their health was dangerously low.

They had sacrificed a lot in the bid to take Xie He out, especially Ning Zhehan whose health had fallen to a third of its original after being bombarded by Xie He’s attacks. Moreover, Bai Cai’s Giant Shaman didn’t have healing abilities, and Ning Zhehan’s character’s combat ability was practically non-existent.

But he didn’t retreat. At critical junctures, it was even worth using health to trade for damage. If they could push the minion wave forward, then they’d have the second game in the pocket.

Under FTW’s relentless pursuit, the three from EVE fell back, and the skirmish that had broken out at the mid-bottom river actually migrated towards the vicinity of EVE’s base.

The commentator spoke rapid-fire. “FTW is not going to miss out on this opportunity. Things are looking bleak for EVE. At this rate, once the Shadow Thief’s ultimate is off cooldown, FTW will be diving the tower!”

During the aggressive advance, FTW was not only striving to maintain their numbers but also biding their time.

They had to close in, put pressure on their opponent, then wait for an opportunity.

Everyone had used up their abilities during the team fight earlier. In another fifteen seconds, before the Immortal Warlock and Divine Warrior respawned, the five of them could kill the three remaining EVE members!

Nevermind if they had to trade one or two teammates to get there. They were already approaching the base and the crystal was right in their sights!

The three on EVE took cover at a defense tower at the base. EVE’s fans let go of a tense breath, believing that they still had a shot at survival.

But the more discerning fans were well-aware that they were just delaying their time of death. After all, hugging close to the towers did not guarantee safety. Once the base was breached, all hope would be lost for EVE.

Just as everyone sighed silently, thinking that it was going to be a 2:0, the Holy Priest who had entered the tower abruptly took a step out.

The VIP guests backstage were somewhat surprised. They couldn’t help but break into quiet discussion. “That’s a fatal mistake.”

“Miller is a seasoned pro on EVE’s roster; how can he make such a mistake?”

“EVE’s lost for sure now that their Holy Priest is a goner.”