Chapter 487 - Victorious in Small Team Battles (1/2)

For both Hawk and Link, meeting Roland was the last thing they wanted to happen.

The F6 team was recognized as the strongest, which could be seen from their two battles.

Unlike those teams that won in strange ways, the overall strength of F6 was really strong, with no shortcomings.

The front line, backline, support, and healing, they had it all, and none of it was bad.

Even such a disgusting stench attack could be endured purely with their attributes, wearing down the fire Feces Warlocks.

The win rate for such a team was very high.

Also, Hawk and Link owed a lot to Roland. Now that they’d b.u.mped into him… if they fought seriously, they would feel sorry for doing so, and if they didn’t fight seriously, they wouldn’t enjoy themselves and would feel uncomfortable.

While they were still at a loss, Roland didn’t think about it that much.

What’s the point of being a p.u.s.s.y during the match? Just go!

Several group enhancement spells were added to his teammates, and the Barbarian Li Lin jumped right over, followed by the s.h.i.+eld Warrior Raffel.

Schuck spread apart a pair of light wings, looking unbelievably handsome.

Brazil already fired the first arrow.

Roland, on the other hand, stared at Link and directly used Hypnosis on him.

Based on his previous experience, Roland found that Link had a slightly weaker soul for some reason, and his mental power was slightly lesser as a result.

Using mental magic on him was extremely effective.

Sure enough, just as Link was about to resist Li Lin’s Leap Slash, Roland’s Hypnosis. .h.i.t him first, and Link’s consciousness fell into a trance and his movements stalled.

Experts exchanged blows in an instant. During this trance, Li Lin came down from the sky, his giant sword about to slash Link.

Hawk noticed that something was off with Link, and blocked directly in front of him to hold off Li Lin’s attack, but after a loud metallic crash, Hawk’s entire body was pressed down such that he was on one knee because of the blow’s immense power.

This shook the ground and raised a cloud of dust.

But it wasn’t over yet, and Raffel charged in, hitting the unsuspecting Hawk.

Hawk was knocked right off the cliff, letting out a sharp scream-he was afraid of heights.

Link then shook his head, coming to his senses and looking at Hawk who was sent flying backward. He shouted sadly and furiously, “No…”

An arrow went right through his eye, and with an “Oh” he fell on his back, his body seizing a few times before all movement ceased.

Li Lin tsked; as a Barbarian he instinctively liked to fight and felt quite annoyed his target was killed. Looking around, he found that the enemies were all dead.

Two others also died under Brazil’s arrows, and one was cut in two by Schuck’s giant sword.

F6 settled the fight in almost half a minute.

Hawk and Link of Silver Wings, who were already behind Roland and the others in level, and who had recently been running the port business, hadn’t clashed with anyone for a long time and were a bit rusty in terms of fighting. Besides, Roland and the others didn’t feel any mental pressure when they fought, whereas Hawk’s and Link’s mentalities were weakened when they saw Roland.

With these two combined, the difference appeared great.

The livestream of the F6 team’s battle was the most watched.

At this time, many people were exclaiming on the pop-up comments: Silver Wings is no good after it disbanded that time, and although it is now reconst.i.tuted, their ambitions are gone, and a few core members alone can’t accomplish anything.

More people were thinking about how they should deal with F6.

The team was so well-rounded that it was almost impossible to find any weaknesses.

The other teams in the tournament started a lot of shenanigans, but they were also easy to counter.

For example, a team full of Summoner girls was instantly annihilated by a shot of yellow and white stuff.

The teams with maggot Warlocks, on the other hand, as long as one could endure the stench and toxin attacks better than they could, it was almost a sure victory.

Exiting from the playing field, Roland and the others took a break of about two minutes then started the next game.

Now that they were in first place, they obviously had to keep extending their advantage.

“No matter what, you guys just charge forward after I add buffs. Don’t wimp out, it doesn’t matter even if we lose occasionally, we have a high win rate. As long as the number of fights is high enough, our score will be high.’

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In theory, Roland was not wrong to say this, but as soon as he finished his sentence, he was proven wrong by a bizarre team.

The match was on the beach.

The opponents were five Priests.

Priests were a very versatile profession, able to resist and fight, capable of long-range and close-range combat.

It wasn’t unusual to have two Priests in a team of five, but having all five as Priests wasn’t good.

According to the previous tactics, as long as it wasn’t maggot Warlocks, everyone could charge up directly.

This was what Schuck and the others did.

But that was when the accident happened; as Schuck and the others rushed to the five Priests, they tore their heavy armor to shreds with their magic and spewed it.

The Water G.o.d Church’s unique skill, Exploding Armor.

The dense shards of metal armor spewed out like sprawling black sands, shooting Schuck and the other two, who were rus.h.i.+ng forward, into sieves.

Their bodies were densely embedded with sharp, irregularly-shaped pieces of metal. Those with trypophobia would pa.s.s out on the spot if they saw it.

Even having Protection From Arrows didn’t help, as too many attacks directly exceeded the strength limit of the protection spell.

Brazil, in the middle of the field, was struck by a dozen stray shots of metal armor shrapnel, one of which hit him directly in the heart, killing him instantly.