Chapter 1446 That's It

Ye Xiu's Lord Grim delivered a heal at the last moment. He couldn't save Soft Mist's life, but the slightly replenished health allowed Soft Mist's Coiling Dragon Spear to finally hit Cruel Silence.

Magical battle aura exploded. This was the final brilliance she left on the field. Her health was already zero, but the damage from this strike could be fully unleashed.

Was she dead?

The Samsara players weren't completely sure. Soft Mist's health had indeed reached zero, but she didn't fall. She maintained the pose of Coiling Dragon Spear, desperately thrusting the Fire Dance Spear forward.

To ensure there was no mistake, Zhou Zekai fired another shot.

The bullet hit Soft Mist. She didn't dodge at all, and finally, with the impact of this shot, she fell.

Dead…

Before Soft Mist fell, Tang Rou's perspective had already ascended. From that high vantage point, she saw Soft Mist get shot one last time by the opponent and fall.

That was it.

Tang Rou released the mouse.

It was a pity she couldn't fight to the end, but this feeling of giving it her all was also good.

They would win!

Tang Rou's heart was filled with this premonition. She discovered that she had more confidence in this team than she did in herself.

They would definitely win! She firmly believed it.

However, there weren't many people who shared her view at this time.

Too reckless.

Whether it was the Samsara players on the field, the other professional players watching from the sidelines, or even experienced players like Fang Rui and Wei Chen from Happy, from a normal logical standpoint, Happy's performance in this wave was truly reckless.

A character with low health wasn't cautious at all, but instead became even more aggressive. And her teammates? They didn't stop her, didn't protect her, but instead followed her into recklessness.

This wave of attacks was very powerful. Everyone acknowledged that. Tang Rou used less than a third of her character's health, twenty-eight percent, to launch a fierce offensive, and ultimately reaped far more damage than that twenty-eight percent.

Zhou Zekai's One Autumn Leaf's health dropped from seventy-two to fifty-one percent.

Wu Qi's Cruel Silence, after taking the final Coiling Dragon Spear, saw his health plummet to thirty-two percent.

The combined health loss of these two characters was far more than Soft Mist's twenty-eight percent.

But no characters had died. This was a huge difference.

If the damage that Happy dealt had been concentrated on either One Autumn Leaf or Cruel Silence, taking one of them out, then Tang Rou's wave of attacks would have been a complete success.

But now, although she had gained a considerable amount of damage, her loss left Happy even more vulnerable in terms of numbers.

Health values, Samsara: One Autumn Leaf fifty-one percent, Cruel Silence thirty-two percent, Cloud Piercer seventy percent, Wave Sword forty percent.

Happy: Lord Grim seventy-one percent, Dancing Rain eighty-two percent, Steamed Bun Invasion eighty-one percent.

Comparing total health values, Samsara had one hundred and ninety-three percent, which was less than Happy's two hundred and thirty-four percent.

But Samsara had one more player.

This advantage was enough to negate the slight difference in their total health. One more person meant one more source of output, one more line of defense, and one more set of variations.

If professional players, or even ordinary players, were given a choice, ninety-nine percent of them would choose to have one more person in this situation, rather than fewer people but with more character health.

And what Happy ultimately possessed was more character health. This wasn't their choice, it was forced upon them by the situation. Of course, they were also very clear that having more people was more important than this slight health advantage.

Therefore, although the result wasn't satisfactory, and Happy's performance was considered reckless, no one felt that this recklessness was appropriate.

If they didn't act recklessly, how else could they fight?

Concentrate fire, and exchange Soft Mist for one of Samsara's characters?

If they could have done that, would Happy have refused? Obviously, they didn't have that opportunity or those conditions at the time.

Tang Rou wasn't Fang Rui. If it was that Wretched Master, he could probably have used a character with twenty-eight percent health to wretch around for a while. But Tang Rou wasn't good at that. Battle Mages weren't characters who could pull back and still play a role. In the end, she firmly chose the method she was best at.

Attack!

Tang Rou fought until the very end. No matter what, reaping so much health was better than sacrificing it for nothing. Moreover, this kind of mad attack couldn't be said to have no chance. Samsara endured a lot of pressure because of it.

Fortunately, she only had twenty-eight percent health left!

This was the first thought that arose in Wu Qi's mind when Soft Mist was finally killed. He really couldn't guarantee that if Soft Mist had more health, or if Tang Rou had attacked more fiercely, his Cruel Silence wouldn't have been taken out.

Fortunately…

No, not just fortunately, it was simply too good.

They withstood this wave of attacks, killed Soft Mist, had a numerical advantage, and the situation was great.

So what next…

Ye Xiu's Lord Grim was still entangled with One Autumn Leaf, and Su Mucheng's Dancing Rain was far away. In his perspective, the most annoying one was Steamed Bun Invasion. If it weren't for this guy's interference, how could Wu Qi have been unable to avoid that Coiling Dragon Spear?

Die!

Cruel Silence's dagger stabbed out, Heart Piercing Strike!

Wu Qi seemed to have already heard the sound of Steamed Bun Invasion spitting blood as the dagger was pulled out, but Steamed Bun Invasion ran away.

Heart Piercing Strike stabbed into empty air, leaving Wu Qi stunned for a full second.

In the professional arena, a second wasn't short at all. A second was enough to perform many actions.

Because Wu Qi really couldn't understand why Steamed Bun Invasion turned around and ran.

Counting health, his Cruel Silence only had thirty-two percent, the lowest on the field. Shouldn't he be Happy's next target? Even if Happy wasn't in a hurry, how close were Steamed Bun Invasion and him? How easily could he have landed a blow? Even if he really wanted to run, he should have taken the chance to strike before running!

But Steamed Bun Invasion ran decisively and freely.

Was he afraid of him?

In that split second of bewilderment, Wu Qi had the thought for maybe a millisecond, but he discarded it immediately.

Afraid?

The attitude of a player wasn't too difficult to discern from the actions of their character on the field. This Steamed Bun, not to mention being afraid of him, didn't even take Zhou Zekai seriously. This guy was just so capricious, doing whatever he wanted without considering anything else. Like now, if you wanted to run, you should have attacked first!

In that second of stunned silence, Steamed Bun Invasion had already run quite a distance away. Wu Qi regained his senses and saw that Steamed Bun was going to help Ye Xiu fight One Autumn Leaf.

One Autumn Leaf, the character with the most health on Samsara's side.

What kind of divine thinking was this?

Wu Qi really didn't understand.