For a time, all the attention of the six players on the U.S. team was focused on this point.
The guardian envoy who is the target of the attack, the demon scholar who desperately rushes down to protect him, and the fighting thief who is blocked by the sound of rain in the outer circle. A little further away, the wretched boxing master who is out of reach is fighting against the sharpshooter who shoots through the clouds.
, and the warlock lurking in the darkness, Zhang Jiale has not been able to take a picture of anyone so far...
Everyone, every player, was busy changing their perspective and observing the battle situation of the Guardian Messenger through the screen.
Those who are healed will win the world.
Those who lose the healer will lose the teamfight.
This is not a joke in the Glory game, but an iron-clad rule summarized with blood in countless team battles from ordinary players to professional players. Especially in professional leagues, statistics from various countries show the same conclusions.
tend to be consistent.
Except for a few great masters who dare to sell treatments, hide treatments, and use treatments against other treatments from the beginning, the vast majority of team battle commanders are still conscientious and work hard to kill the opponent's healers on the basis of protecting their own treatments...
Therefore, when the Wings of Triumph Holy Shield technique was launched and One Autumn Leaf and Wang Buliuxing collectively turned their backs on each other, all eyes were focused on the guardian messenger.
The guardian angel's health is not full.
In the previous fight, although it was mainly Shadow Leap and Firebolt that stood in line, Wings of Triumph still could not be completely unaffected. Yeyu Shengnuan would come over with a sword from time to time. If One Autumn Leaf's position was good enough, it would not be affected.
I would mind tilting the attack angle. Of course, these attacks are very painful once they hit.
As for the king of heaven, Buliuxing, when he throws ranged attacks, he attacks them in handfuls, like a goddess scattering flowers, showing no stinginess at all.
And after Wings of Triumph heroically rushed into the battle group in order to save his companions - I don’t need to talk about it anymore, I’ll be in tears if I talk about it too much.
Therefore, at the moment when the Chinese team collectively turned the tables, all the American players in the competition cabin and on the competition table felt a "thump" in their hearts at the same time. Off the court, Katherine Hughes, the chaplain of the championship team, jumped up and down.
The movement was so large that Ms. Mad Swordsman, who had been leaning on her, almost fell to the bottom of her seat:
"Hello!"
The mad swordsman protested. The pastor lady had no time to talk to her girlfriend, her bright green eyes were locked on the screen, her eyebrows furrowed:
"Is it treatment? What they want to give is treatment?"
"Isn't it too early for treatment?" The seat behind him made a noise, and a person came over. Yael Emerson, the magic swordsman of the New York Big Apple team and also the team leader, leaned forward and very quickly
Discuss with interest:
"The warlock hasn't forced out his ultimate move yet, and now he's pressing hard. There are too many variables..."
"...Not necessarily." Ms. Pastor shook her head slowly. Her eyes were blank, and she tried to recall the command video of the Chinese Pastor that she had watched when collecting information before the game:
"The priest is very aggressive... quite strong. The Guardian Messenger has almost finished using his ultimate move. In this case, it is normal for him to command the entire team to attack..."
This is what she thought. In the team channel of the American team on the field, instructions were also being sent out one by one. Let the boxer Steel Man quickly come back for reinforcements, let the sharpshooter smash the stars, try to break the stone from turning, and let the shadow jump slightly.
Open the swordsman to wait for future orders...
After mobilizing their troops, the Chinese team gathered in a circle and violently attacked the guardian envoy. The magician relied on the Holy Shield to protect him closely and stayed with him at all times. The boxers, sharpshooters and combat thieves of the American team jumped in China The outer circle of the team seemed to form two concentric circles.
The Wings of Triumph were not idle. With their thick armor and excellent defense, the Guardian Envoy retreated step by step under the cover of the magician. He retreated to a lower place, to the path between the cave wall and the central hill, and also to the path between the cave wall and the central hill. Shadow Leap has been operating for a long time, and God knows how many traps have been laid in the rear.
Five steps!
Four steps!
Three steps!
Sun Xiang and Huang Shaotian nearby, Zhou Zekai in the distance, and even Zhang Jiale, who was controlling the dazzling flowers and jumping in the distance, all rotated their perspectives from time to time, counting silently in their hearts.
There are still three steps to go, and there are still three steps to go. The American team's healer will retreat into the trap group. By then, the difficulty of the attack will be significantly increased. How much resistance will be added to killing the guardian messenger!
So, hurry up!
The closer you charge, the harder you fight, especially the two close combatants who are close to the Guardian Messenger!
Quexie roared. The battle mage strode forward and rushed to the front. The dark war spear was caught in the golden light shield time and time again, almost knocking away the firebolt. On the other side, Ye Yushengfan also stepped up his offensive, and the phantom invisible sword fired the last The sword was cancelled, and the next big move was pressed forward without stopping.
Closer!
If you get closer, you'll hit it!
One Autumn Leaf rushes forward, Ye Yusheng rushes forward, Wang Buliuxing dives and then pulls up... Seeing that the Chinese team's offensive is getting more and more urgent, even Yiqianyunchuan, who has escaped from trouble, also joins the battle group, the Chinese team's team channel Suddenly, an order from Zhang Xinjie popped out.
The stone does not turn: scattered!
At the command, the Chinese team that had gathered together suddenly dispersed.
Shi Buhuan was the first to retreat and run towards the edge of the hall, above the stone wall. One Autumn Leaf held a spear to cover, while Wang Buliuxing flew by the side, quickly approaching his own healer. Just after running a few steps, there was a loud bang from the center of the battle group, A black revolving door rises from the ground.
As soon as the revolving door stood up, it began to rotate slowly. As it rotated, countless lines condensed from it, and it was grabbed and grabbed. It was the level 70 field control move of the warlock. The control range was as large as 18 bodies in a radius: Death's Door!
"The warlock takes action!"
Pan Lin exclaimed. While Pan Da was explaining, Li Yibo frowned deeply, tried hard to hold back the words "Zhang Jiale didn't pay attention," and sighed:
"Fortunately, Zhang Xinjie responded quickly!"
The map of Waimoto Glowworm Cave is quite dim. The ground was rolled and beaten by Wang Buliuxing and Firebolts for a long time, scattering the fireflies on the top of the cave. The brightness was particularly worrying. The black air filled the air and gradually condensed. The movement of Death's Door is almost invisible under the dome...
Fortunately, Zhang Xinjie gave the order in time. When the door of death was erected and the black light came out, everyone had already moved some distance away. Wang Buliuxing changed direction twice in a row, shot through the clouds and made a few light jumps in Dazzling Hundred Flowers. He rushed out of the range of the light and was safe and sound.
Even One Autumn Leaf, the closest one and the slowest runner, was still nine spaces away when the ultimate move was launched. He sprinted, circled the pillar, rolled and climbed, no matter what, he finally rushed out. .Watching the thrilling action scene after scene on the screen, Pan Lin wiped a cold sweat and almost collapsed:
"Fortunately, they didn't all gather just now..."
fine?
Ye Xiu smiled.
Yu Wenzhou smiled.
Xiao Shiqin wiped his slightly fogged glasses, looked at the screen, and smiled as well.