Chapter 486 - There Are Lots of Weird People (1/2)

With the exact same equipment and level, the individual’s combat experience played a big role.

But the problem was, everyone had combat experience, and after playing the game for over a year, even casual players had a lot of it.

So in this compet.i.tion, everyone’s starting point was actually similar. At most, it was just that Roland had mastered more magic and Saint Samurai Schuck had higher attributes.

Even though the F6 members worked extremely well together, the cooperation of the other groups wasn’t too far behind theirs, so this tournament was quite challenging.

There were thousands of game masters and thousands of newbies, and accidents happen to everyone.

Roland never expected his team to win all the time. They just had to have a high enough win rate so that they would naturally take first place, and he had faith in his small team that even if they lost once or twice, they would quickly find a way to target their enemies. That was what he thought.

But this current situation, where the second game was a strange play that messed with his mind, was something he never expected.

He had read the introduction and promotional posts of the flying feces method, and he had laughed so hard watching someone get surrounded by heated yellow-white feces and then die from the stench.

Now the group of experts who were watching the livestream for F6’s battle habits were probably laughing a lot too.

Roland squatted on the floor and retched. Although they had escaped from the h.e.l.l of feces stench, they were inevitably covered in the stench, making the entire chamber stink.

The other four looked much the same, all of them pale and lifeless.

Betta covered his nose and said, “We’re first in points for now. Should we take a break first?”

“Definitely need to rest, it’s too disgusting,” Roland said helplessly. “Wait for us to recover.”

Beta covered his nose, stepped to the side, and began operating the stereoscopic projection on the light sphere, clicking on the second-ranked team that was fighting.

The second-ranked team actually included Roland’s acquaintance, Solisa from the Phoenix Guild.

This team was all members from the Phoenix Guild, full of female Elven Summoners.

The opening was a non-stop summoning of beasts, and not long after, the five of them filled the entire arena with summons.

Their opponents despaired, gave up the fight, and allowed these summoners to beat them back to their room.

Then the screen flashed with comments.

“That’s shameless. How can others fight like that?”

“I’ve already said that the biggest winners from nerfing Roland are these summoners.”

“I do think that they’ll have a natural counter.”

“A natural counter my a.s.s. I can’t figure out how to deal with so many summons without a powerful group attack.”

It turned out that the streaming system came with comments, but that was also quite interesting

Roland, on the other hand, estimated the duration of the fight at over two minutes.

Schuck leaned in and asked, “What if we run into them?”

Schuck felt troubled too.

If it wasn’t for the restriction, he wouldn’t even care about this group of summons.

Riding on the little fire dragon princess and sweeping flames back and forth in the air, even if he couldn’t kill them all, he could still escape.

Until now, the only one who could fly faster than dragons was Roland.

In reality, in this kind of field with a boundary, Roland was also very restricted. His spatial bubble combo technique would catapult him a distance of more than 100 meters right away, directly hitting the “wall,” so now he couldn’t fly at all.

Roland nodded slightly. “Their summoning speed is a bit slow. If it’s against them, you guys don’t wait for me to add buffs, just charge forward, I’ll back you up with firepower from behind.”

Summoners needed summoning preparation, which was their biggest weakness.

If it was usually fine in the outside world, as they would always be followed by a few defensive summons, but in a match, they couldn’t summon until they teleported to the arena, and even if they summoned something, it would be eliminated during the teleportation.

“Okay, that’s my domain.” Li Lin walked over and took off his armor, revealing his Barbarian war tattoos. “No one is more reckless than us Barbarians.”

As they gathered, they suddenly noticed that they seemed to smell worse, and immediately pulled away again.

Solisa’s team won again, and now they were first, with Roland and the others back in second place.

“Shall we go in?” Li Lin asked somewhat anxiously.

Roland shook his head. “Wait a little longer. Although the stamina has recovered, my spirit hasn’t. I’m still feeling nauseous.”

Schuck said, “Same here.”

Li Lin tsked. “Your spirits are weak, it just stinks, like me… blegh!”

Seemingly thinking back to those yellow and white things on the field earlier, Li Lin couldn’t help but run to the side and dry heave.

Everyone laughed quite cheerfully, and it seemed that even the stench in the room was reduced.

Roland thought that Solisa would take a break for a while, but after the projector went black for three minutes, Roland was trying to see how the other top-ranked teams fought, and then Solisa’s livestream channel lit up again.

This time they were against two Warriors and three spellcasters.

And all three spellcasters were followed by a white maggot.

The entire F6 crew gaped.