[2] GLORY

Chapter 212.1 - 212.2

Lu Feng hadn’t rushed in impulsively. He’d used his illusions to confuse TPT’s vision, then aimed his blood stab at Fu Li’s face. By the time TPT reacted and used their skills, he instantly started up Awakening and gave himself immunity from all damage.

What a wonderful first attack!

A perfect start to the team fight, clearing out a round of enemy skills so that his teammates could seize the advantage when they arrived.

The teleport skill was a bit faster than the acceleration buff. Ning Zhehan landed first, and the fire mage was a good fit for this kind of stationary team fight. He’d be able to hit people even if he just tossed out skills with his eyes closed.

Of course, professional players wouldn’t throw out skills with their eyes closed; they’d pursue the best way to stack up the most damage.

Ning Zhehan tossed over a string of fireballs. The special effects landed on the grass, and there was a visual sense that the silver dragon pit had been set on fire!

TPT fought back hard.

When faced with Lu Feng’s charge and Ning Zhehan’s high DPS, they quickly shifted to avoid damage and found the best position from which to return fire.

When the other three members of FTW arrived, the ten of them instantly engaged.

The director simply zoomed out to give an overall view of the situation, displaying the entire silver dragon pit on the stage. The audience opened their eyes wide and leaned forward, and the back row only wished they could stand up to see more clearly.

There was shouting and yelling, and everyone’s faces were flushed. It was as though what was happening on the stage wasn’t a competition, but a real battleground.

The players who were fighting against each other were like their own respective gods of war. One man was in charge of guarding the pass against thousands of people!

The immortal thief’s ten thousand swords fell from the sky as the berserker thief’s scythe spread death everywhere. The zither warlock’s notes broke through arrays, and the magic launcher aimed and fired like mad as the storm hunter stepped on raindrops and flew up high…

The ten people all played to the extreme, and the group battle that lasted only dozens of seconds seemed to be playing in slow motion.

It felt both long and short.

Slow, yet quick.

Everyone’s hearts had leapt up to their throats as they quietly waited for the results.

System Announcement––

FTW.Silvery killed the silver dragon!

Ning Zhehan was the one to kill the silver dragon!

“F*ck! The silver dragon is FTW’s!”

“Ning Zhehan’s beam of fire shot through the dragon pit and snatched up the silver dragon’s last hit!”

Regardless of who had been the one to deal damage to the ancient creature, the system only cared about who dealt the last hit!

“Silvery means silver. This kid’s granny gray hair wasn’t dyed in vain!”

“Damn, Laozi wants to dye my hair too. Does dying your hair blonde mean you can get the golden dragon and dying your hair silver mean you can snatch the silver dragon?!”

The scrolling comments were going crazy, and the audience at the scene had also blown up.

Although Eurostar had shot Ning Zhehan to death after he stole the silver dragon, it was still worth it.