Chapter 34: Let Me Take a Look!
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Chapter 34: Let Me Take a Look!
Morgana’s sudden death left TES’s bottom lane without any fighting power. JackeyLove gritted his teeth and retreated to safety, forced to recall on the spot and no longer daring to fight.
The commentators and the livestream chat were all astounded by Shaqima’s ability to launch surprise attacks.
Perfect vision denial. Impeccable timing.
He had slipped precisely between two basic attacks from Lucian, then used Dark Harvest to claim Morgana’s head. The chat praised him as a man refined thin enough to pass through the eye of a needle.
“To be fair, I’ve watched Ma-zi play a few games on stream before. He’s seriously refined.”
“Played what?”
“I mean, I’ve watched him play a few games.”
“What games?”
“…”
Yet Machine found the perfect opening.
That yellow iron shell!
…
A simple combo was enough to instantly kill Cho’Gath.
Whoosh!
Over the next ten minutes—
“So that’s how it is.” Cheng Xian smiled for no apparent reason.
Although I died just now, that doesn’t stop me from being a sexy, sultry fallen angel who holds the entire stage together.
Don’t come any closer!
“You got killed this badly by a robot, and you still have the nerve to talk?”
“Which one of you raised this guy into your father?”
369 angrily flung his mouse aside.
Just then, a flying claw suddenly reached out from the shadows and ruthlessly dragged the blue buff away through the wall.
The entire Rift erupted into chaos.
The power of the damn bear!
So big… Too big…
Five seconds later—
…
What the hell!
Other people play League of Legends for fun. Do I play it to fight bosses?
…
Machine, who had already stacked his Mejai’s Soulstealer to four stacks, cleared almost the entire massive wave of minions. Only a few scattered melee minions remained, clinging to slivers of health.
Just as Morgana happily passed through the brush beside the Krugs—
Only after Karsa said that did everyone finally calm down.
At that moment, a wave of minions happened to crash beneath the tower. Controlling Cho’Gath, 369 huddled beneath it in fear, preparing to last-hit.
Be obedient! Let me take a look!
E skill: Little Fists, Smash You Away!
R skill: Little Zappy-Zaps, Silence You!
A basic attack, triggering Dark Harvest.
“Five against one! This time we’re absolutely killing him!”
TES finally reached a common understanding and shouted their slogan with great enthusiasm.
Cheng Xian’s Machine leveled up at breakneck speed, reaching level six.
“No need to be polite. We’re all brothers here. Just take it and smash that enemy Cassiopeia.”
Yet all they saw was the yellow iron shell swaying away, steam pouring from its body, boots of mobility carrying it into the distance.
…
A powerful magnetic field burst into existence.
If they wanted to win, their only option was to drag the game past twenty minutes, catch Machine alone, and then rush Baron Nashor.
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“Shy, pushing the wave is hard work, isn’t it? Look, Lucian’s mana is almost gone. Why don’t I give you a hand?”
But things did not end there.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Liandry’s Anguish and pair of basic boots he had just completed.
“Shaqima doesn’t just gank the enemy. He ganks his own teammates too.”
Machine’s figure could be seen in nearly every corner of the Rift.
Rumble, rumble.
Volibear and Tristana were furious yet helpless as they watched the yellow iron shell flee into the distance.
From the corner of his eye, he happened to spot an enemy wave arriving head-on, along with another wave that had already been stockpiled in lane.
Happily, he called over the mid-lane Tristana to share the fruits of his labor.
TES’s lower jungle.
By the time Machine appeared before Cho’Gath in top lane again—
R skill: Static Field!
But that did not save him from death. Instead, it only enraged Machine.
He stole the Rift Scuttler, took the dragon, killed the support, and stole the red buff.
Morgana’s face burned with embarrassment.
But then she looked at the 4–0 score already displayed above Machine’s head.
Crash!
Morgana’s final glance before dying fell upon the figure rapidly escaping the scene.
“Damn it! You have the nerve to say that? Machine has been missing from top for ten minutes and has already come bot three times! What about you?” JackeyLove finally snapped.
You never know where this Machine will appear next.
Theshy looked up again.
A single rising dragon punch took him out!
Only a sentence carried away by the wind remained behind.
He recalled the boast he had made before the game—that he would definitely crush this Machine. Then he looked at the difference between the two sides now.
“Mm. I’ll push the wave, then go home.”
He could wield electromagnetic power in the jungle and write books while stacking twenty chapters.
“Then why did you get solo-killed by Robot in top lane? Before the match, weren’t you swearing that you’d crush him?”
After claiming his fourth consecutive kill, while also shamelessly siphoning experience everywhere—
He had finally reduced the blue buff to a sliver of health.
“What was I supposed to do? I only have one Teleport. His W gives him a natural advantage in roaming everywhere, while this Cho’Gath is clumsy and heavy. Couldn’t you have established vision in advance?” 369 shot back.
The gold lead was concentrated almost entirely on Machine. His teammates had nearly been drained dry by his brainless roaming style, like elderly men past seventy, trembling in the wind with their hands on walking sticks.
The village widow bullies me for being old and powerless—there isn’t even a drop left to squeeze out.
Their chances of making a comeback were extremely slim, but not nonexistent.
???
As long as I land a few more Qs, surely every man on the Rift will fall helplessly in love with me.
Next, Cheng Xian demonstrated to everyone what true disgust looked like.
As Cho’Gath shouted, “Machine, please don’t!” and frantically twisted from side to side, he actually managed to dodge Robot’s Q.
A soul-rending scream came from the brush.
“All right, all right, stop arguing!” Karsa stepped in as the peacemaker, then continued, “We’re already at a huge disadvantage. Machine has completely revived his teammates’ momentum. We have no chance of winning a straight team fight.”
He fired his hook directly!
After reconsidering, Cheng Xian asked without the slightest change in expression—
The diligent Volibear began another round of hard labor.
“Damn it! There’s a thief!”
After killing Morgana, Machine flashed with a streak of white light.
369 nearly burst into tears.
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I’m calling your sister! You piece of trash!
Mejai’s Soulstealer: twenty-five stacks.
The rust-covered shell emitted a mechanical electronic voice.
“There’s a thief on the team, but I won’t say who.”
“If we want to win, we can only stall until twenty minutes, find a chance to kill their Machine, and take Baron Nashor!”
Two waves of minions—nearly three hundred gold!
The second blue buff respawned.
Suddenly, Machine slammed both arms into the ground.
Theshy: “…”
The sight sent the livestream chat into hysterics. Even the commentators struggled to contain their laughter.
Before he could say anything—
Whoosh!
“Engine started. Ready to depart at any time!”
Machine angrily activated Overdrive. Clouds of steam coiled around him as his movement speed surged, sending him racing toward the tower.
TES’s bottom lane.
One Void Staff.
Look, there’s a blue buff here. I killed it, but I’ll let you have it.
Indeed.
A mechanical claw shot out without mercy!
Morgana let out a miserable scream as she was dragged into the brush.
Come on! Let me see how well you’ve been farming in top lane!
One Luden’s Echo.
One pair of Boots of Mobility.
Theshy immediately grew wary.
“Shy, are you getting ready to go home?”
Furious, yet unable to speak.
Earlier, while the fighting had broken out in top lane, Wink had quietly whispered something to him.
This is going to be stuffed completely full!
Ah—that referred to the fist already swinging into his face.
But you can always trust that he is on his way.
“That’s incredibly shameless.”
His equipment—
369 clicked the Tab key with trembling hands.
He opened his eyes and stared at the black shadow several times larger than his own body.
After soaking comfortably in the fountain and upgrading his equipment, Morgana walked gracefully and unhurriedly back toward the lane.
“Next time you need help, just call me.”
11–0–0.
Fifteen minutes, one hundred and thirty minions… stolen from his teammates.
Four chapters complete! I said I’d do it, and I did. Now I’m off to sleep. Muah!
I hope that when I wake up tomorrow, I’ll see lots and lots of recommendation votes.
I’ll name a number.
Ten thousand!!!
End of chapter.