Chapter 12: The Pitiful Lost Souls!
Chapter 12: Poor Lonely Spirit!
The crisp sound of chains clinking echoed sharply as they stretched out rapidly, precisely striking the farthest target—Sylas, who was still halfway across the river boundary.
Cheng Xuan pressed Q for the second time.
Thresh lunged headlong toward Sylas.
“Light the lantern!” he shouted.
Wink caught on immediately, fingers dancing over the keys.
The two moved in perfect tandem, soaring through the air, just about to land on Sylas’s face.
Cheng Xuan pressed Flash.
He surged forward another 500 yards!
At that moment, the Doom Pendulum appeared beneath Thresh’s feet, a trailing green glow sweeping across the ground.
It knocked Sylas back several paces.
Then it was time to secure the Dragon and push down the first turret.
“Is this what I came to see? Yes! This is exactly what I came to see!”
“Sadness is really losing his temper now. Thresh is right on his tail, and he still dares to look back and Q.”
“Damn... is this guy for real... why is he so precise...” Shanks hadn’t even finished his sentence.
Just as he pressed W to dash forward, a small cluster of flames appeared above his head.
The play made even the commentators laugh.
The wind-up for Death Sentence had already started, aiming for Graves!
At the same time, Sadness pressed E.
The double marksman’s burst instantly pushed Sylas’s health bar into a dangerously low range.
“Retreat first! Olaf is probably coming soon; we can’t afford to linger or we’ll get caught!” Sadness shouted urgently.
...
“Chase! We can chase! Watch me, watch me!” Cheng Xuan’s voice quickened as he moved forward, following the retreat path of the enemy’s W and E to pursue.
If we hold them here, at least one or two of them will die.
Sadness clearly noticed Thresh’s relentless pursuit and started cursing.
“Hook out!”
Shanks intended to use W to get close to Thresh, take a small bite out of him, and wait for teammates to arrive.
Cheng Xuan calmly warned,
“Be careful, that damn hook is tricky.”
Losing one damage source would be fatal for the duo; Ezreal and Braum couldn’t quickly reposition over long distances, making it hard to keep up with the damage.
With a glance, he saw Orianna had already arrived.
Two!
Three!
Rookie’s fingers moved swiftly, placing a shield on Thresh while tossing out a Q forward.
...
“Wuwu, Xuanbao, stop showing off! Just stick to the usual food-for-thought plays; if you improve too much, mom’s gonna get scared.”
Their retreat path was obvious—straight under the turret.
“Thresh only has Q, and it’s a skillshot. As long as I position well, how could he possibly land his hook? He’s just showing off, crazy,” Sadness muttered in frustration.
The bottom lane battle had been completely turned around by Shaqima’s miraculous play.
“It’s okay, you guys go first. I’ll cover you,” Sadness said confidently.
The momentum was surging!
If Sadness used his E to go left or right, that persistent hook would be a real menace—many seasoned Thresh players loved to play mind games like that.
So instead, he stuck close behind Graves and counted down in his mind.
But then...
Quickly unsheathing his axe.
“Trying to show off and then run away?” Cheng Xuan’s gaze turned cold as he scanned the minimap.
“Got it!”
Command: Shockwave!
Just as Graves steadied himself, the chains clinked sharply once more, accompanied by Thresh’s teasing taunt:
“Disgusting! So disgusting! He’s so strong, I’m so disgusted!”
Both were entirely possible.
“Poor lonely spirit.”
No matter if Thresh hooked straight or aimed to the sides, his chain would slip right past Cheng Xuan’s side.
Thresh’s Death Sentence, after hitting a champion, reduces its cooldown by 3 seconds. Several seconds had passed, leaving only 3 seconds to cooldown.
Cheng Xuan kept a close eye on his skill cooldowns.
“What is this? Manually playing Thor? My god!! Shaqima must be a veteran Thresh player with thousands of games! Using his unique understanding of the game, he just put on an incredible escape show for us!” The commentator’s face flushed with excitement as he spoke rapidly, “Originally, the bottom lane was a 4-vs-2 setup, but thanks to Shaqima’s calm and collected play, he found WE’s only weak spot—Sylas, who was the farthest away! Using Sylas as a springboard to reposition, he quickly joined Orianna from mid lane, turning a 4-vs-2 into a 3-vs-1, instantly wiping out Sylas!! And Shaqima’s precise Ignite at the end left Shanks tasting despair. Who’s really the trapped prey here?”
Draven spun his twin axes rapidly, then slammed them down hard onto the ground.
Thresh was close by; if Cheng Xuan dashed straight forward with E, Thresh’s hook range was long, and if he also Q’d forward, it’d be easy for him to hook Cheng Xuan back from a maximum distance.
Cooldown finished.
With Draven’s flying axe, Sylas fell to his knees with a scream and died instantly!
Not only was the commentator ecstatic, but the viewers in the livestream also erupted in cheers.
Merciless pursuit!
“Damn!! They’re trying to kill me this time!!” Shanks panicked.
His teammates had become mere bystanders.
Ignite!
They had already lost the best opportunity to press the attack.
Pressed R.
...
Professional players often carried some pride—you can be strong, but you can’t show off in front of so many people.
WE’s retreat was decisive.
No E forward, no E to the side, but an E somewhere between those two angles.
What was supposed to be a 4-vs-2 turned into a 3-vs-1 because of Thresh’s extreme play.
“Snap!”
“Is this hook predicting my prediction? Damn! Why is Thresh’s Q like a magnet?!” Graves thought, then boldly turned back to Q Thresh.
He watched the cooldown countdown like a hawk.
During those seconds of retreat, Sadness had already quickly formulated a counter-plan in his mind.
“Momma Graves, get lost! Charging punch!”
“His Q cooldown should be almost ready,” Elk replied.
Their jungler Olaf was speeding toward the battlefield.
One!
Sadness chose the middle ground.
“Focus fire, kill Sylas!”
The ghostly green chains behind were like bone-maggots, slithering like venomous snakes, tightly binding Sylas without a chance to escape.
Sadness’s face turned pale as he cried out in shock.
The plan was perfect—and Sadness executed it flawlessly.
The top lane’s 4-vs-2 had been reversed into losing three; now this 4-vs-2 was being outplayed again. The chat must be roasting WE.
Thresh held onto Ignite until now, reducing healing by 50% and dealing true damage burn!
At this moment, Cheng Xuan’s brow remained deeply furrowed.
“Xuanbao, my Superman!”
If he didn’t make a comeback now, he’d lose face.
The screen filled with “666” spam, layering over and over.
Sylas’s W granted him some healing.
“Damn! This guy is sticking with us—does he have a plan?”
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Bowing to the big shot! Bang bang bang!!!
(End of chapter)