Chapter 168.2: Little Lunatic Wei, this can also happen to you someday! (1/2)
In North America, the camera lens had locked onto Lu Feng since a long time ago. The lighting from the side left a light shadow on his face, making his skin pale and cold, and highlighting the edges and corners of his features.
There was no doubt that this was a face that was in line with everyone’s aesthetic. Handsome, heroic, and unsmiling.
But when he saw the words on the screen, the corner of his mouth curved up, his thin lips raising, and his cold eyebrows relaxing slightly, like a butterfly fluttering in the air in early spring, bringing with it a soft, cold breeze.
He replied to Wei Xiao: “Mm.”
His words had just landed when the shadow thief entered stealth. The chat bubble with the single syllable accompanied him and disappeared from the arena, leaving no traces behind.
“!!!”
So that’s how it could be done!
They’d only analyzed the competition system, only used their brains to imagine a ferocious siege, and unexpectedly forgotten that the great demon king’s best talent was the shadow thief who could use stealth!
Close snatching up Sky Island’s Heart wasn’t giving up the game, but rather that he had a well thought out plan to win the game beautifully.
The commentator immediately gave a skill analysis, “Although there’s no time limit for the shadow thief’s stealth, his figure will appear within three seconds of being too close to another player. It’s impossible for him to remain hidden for 300 seconds.”
The game designers understood their own talent designs better than anyone else.
The shadow thief wasn’t the only talent who could enter stealth. If a player could use stealth to hold Sky Island’s Heart and hide for five minutes, then there would be no game to play.
That was why the finals circle was so small. It was so small that stealth would be broken due to the distance between players.
Close also hadn’t intended to use stealth to hold on for 300 seconds.
He’d waited so long, but it wasn’t for the sake of hiding and dodging.
When the shadow thief approached a target, an exclamation mark would appear over their heads.
A golden exclamation mark flashed wildly over Kim Sung-hyun’s head, causing goose bumps to appear all over his body. “Damn it!”
He slid back a step to pull away. The shadow thief must be attacking from behind, and he wouldn’t be the one to let Close…
A crimson blade flashed slightly, followed by a shadow attack. Kim Sung-hyun, who’d just landed again had run directly into an attack.
He sucked in a breath and saw the shadow thief standing behind him.
The red color on the crimson blade was brighter after it saw blood. Rend carried the effect of lowering defense, and the squishy hunter was most afraid of this effect.
Kim Sung-hyun didn’t have time to think about how Close could lock onto where he would step. He stepped on raindrops in a hurry and continued to pull away.
When a hunter was faced with a thief, kiting tactics were the best choice.
As long as he could pull away, then he could drag close combat talents to death even with basic attacks.
Unfortunately, Close had four talents and four classes.
The shadow thief used shadow attack, then his immortal warlock rushed over with connecting clouds, his cloud marks landing in a way that filled his opponent with apprehension.
Wei Xiao’s heart surged with excitement as he watched, “Captain is so strong!!!” Who said that written word couldn’t express the same thing as a voice? His exclamation marks came with sound effects.
Close built up thousand layers of clouds. Fortunately, Kim Sung-hyun had a moment of protection from fatal injury and was able to live on with only a sliver of health left.
Unfortunately, that didn’t mean that he could survive.
The immortal warlock switched to the storm hunter, raindrops morphing into arrows that shot straight at him. God Kim finally died at the hands of the talent he was best at.
System announcement: FTW.Close killed Pro.Succe.
All the major venues, oh, except for the one in the Korean competition zone, all burst out in amazed applause.
It was too wonderful. It had taken at most ten seconds, but this round of killing had been so excellent that it left everyone shivering and dizzy.
Switching freely between four talents, this new singles competition mode was the great demon king’s real home court!
Kim Sung-hyun toppled to the ground. Wei Xiao couldn’t remain calm. “It’s too exciting! I want to fight too!”
He switched to the shadow thief as he spoke and had just entered stealth when a light gate crashed down over his head from the sky.
Wei Xiao: “???”
He’d been hit by the light gate, and his stealth was broken. He stood there pitifully under the holy light.
Who could use a light gate?
There was only one holy priest in the whole challenge arena!
Yan Jiang said nothing. He just used his skills to tell Little Lunatic Wei: Like hell you’re fighting.
Wei Xiao was very angry, “Let me out!”
The light gate disappeared, and another control skill landed accurately on Wei Xiao’s head.
Wei Xiao: “………………”
The audience members who’d noticed what was happening in this small corner were laughing so hard they were squealing like pigs.
What did it mean when they said good and evil would be rewarded?
What did it mean when they said what goes around comes around?
What did it mean when they said Little Lunatic Wei, this can also happen to you someday!
Yan Jiang’s four talents added up to a total of eight control skills. Previously, everyone had already seen his precise control skills in the Central Zone, and Wei Xiao had made use of them to kill until enough blood flowed to form a river.
Now, the Swallowtail CP had no feelings left between them. God Yan’s control skills were all smashed onto Wei Xiao’s body.
swallowtail CP – 燕尾 Yan (燕) x Wei (尾) – the words just sound the same
Indeed, the God Yan who’d been ‘played’ had no way to kill this little beast.
But as long as he controlled him accurately, Wei Little Xiao wouldn’t even be able to think of moving today.
Close killed Kim Sung-hyun in an instant. By the time Yuan Ze and Xie He reacted, God Kim was already lying there on the ground.
Kim Sung-hyun: “… Am I the only soft persimmon?!”
Old Dog Yuan still had time to type, “You’re not.”
Kim Sung-hyun: “……”