For an ADC player, what kind of experience would it be to have a reliable support?
The answer could be described in two words —
Comfort.
As the ADC, you could safely and boldly deal the last hits to the minions in the lane. The vision of the surrounding river wilderness and bushes would be taken care of by your own reliable support.
At the same time, you could be sure that even if you were gank by the opponent or forced open by the opponent's support, your own support would definitely come to support you immediately. It might not guarantee that you would not die, but it was absolutely certain that the support would definitely die before you.
As for the rest of the small details such as allowing the minions to deal the last hits, giving experience to the minions, and making the defense tower economy, there was no need to mention it.
Everyone complemented each other and had a common tacit understanding. From the lane to the team battle, you would always be able to deal all the damage you could as an ADC hero with the protection of the support.
And this was talking about a reliable support.
At a higher level, what kind of experience would it be when an ordinary ADC player encountered a godly support?
The answer was still two words —
Winning without doing anything!
It was as if you, as an ADC, were not strong enough and the opponent was stronger than you, but these problems could be solved with the help of your own godly teammate.
If you made some small mistakes in the lane, your own godly support could use his powerful strength to make up for it.
If you were not good at exhausting poke and didn't have the ability to suppress the opponent, the godly support beside you could take care of everything by himself. He could suppress the lane and forcefully open the lane. You only needed to obediently follow the footsteps of the support. When the support said to attack, you would attack, and when the support said to retreat, you would retreat. Unknowingly, the bottom lane was already an advantage.
In nine out of ten situations, you could comfortably win by hugging the support's thigh.
For the girl in the Le Cheng Internet Cafe's private room at this moment, when she and her boyfriend were playing in the bottom lane, the situation was more or less a combination of the first and second situation.
Generally speaking, her boyfriend's Diamond skill was close to the level of a Master, so he could carry her and set the pace.
But.
Even so.
She had never experienced anything like today's ranking match, especially in the past six or seven minutes.
Yes.
The situation at this moment belonged to the third type.
…
What kind of existence was a level higher than the reliable support and godly support?
Since she was only a Platinum tier girl, she had never experienced such a thing before, so she couldn't explain it. But at this moment, she was a hundred percent sure that … this was definitely the third type!
Reliable support was just complementing each other. Everyone could do their best to bring out their full potential.
The Almighty's support allowed you to ride on his coattails and increase your chances of winning by a notch.
However, at this very moment …
But now, it was a completely different experience!
She knew that there would always be a time when a godly support couldn't carry you. But in this current qualifier match, as the Blue Team's ADC, Policewoman didn't have the time nor the heart to consider the final outcome of the match.
It was impossible for them to lose!
This one …
He had completely gone crazy from killing!
Oh, sorry, she wasn't talking about the policewoman from Pilar City that she had killed.
Instead, it was the assistant Hammerstone beside her!
…
"Let's go."
This was almost the most frequent sentence she had heard from the assistant Hammerstone beside her in the past few minutes.
If it was said that the Soul Lock Warden under the control of the young man was still calm and composed when he was at a slight disadvantage at the beginning, then the situation gradually opened up in the bottom lane, especially after the policewoman and Hammerstone's equipment level had developed …
It was as if the young man's hidden offensive aggressiveness was completely revealed without any restraint!
Whenever he saw someone, he would directly hook.
The hook would directly follow up with a second Q.
Then he would kill.
Or he would hook the enemy through the bushes.
Or even if the first Q skill did not hit the enemy's target hero and only hit a small soldier, it did not prevent the young man from using the small soldier as a springboard to move forward and use E skill to slow down and control the enemy. The second Q skill, which had quickly cooled down, would still accurately entangle the target hero and drag him back.
Kill one.
Kill one more.
Kill one more.
From the beginning to the end, there was almost no pause. From the bottom lane to the jungle and then back to the bottom lane. As long as the enemy dared to appear in his field of vision, he would still kill them from the tower. As long as there was support in the jungle, Hammerstone would throw a Sickle Chain Scythe that hit the second wall and a W skill lantern that brought his own policewoman over.
After killing.
Then he went back and continued to dismantle the tower.
As the policewoman's equipment took shape and her damage increased, the power of Hammerstone's cooldown equipment was fully displayed.
The Q skill cooldown was too fast.
The frequency of finding opportunities was also so high that it made one's hair stand on end.
As the ADC, the policewoman felt that she was about to lose her mind from all the killing. The mouse and keyboard movements in her hands had become a little numb and her mind was muddled. But purely by relying on her subconscious efforts to barely keep up with the rhythm of her teammate Hammerstone, she could easily harvest the heads one by one like harvesting leeks.
"Unstoppable (A hero is already unstoppable)!"
"God-Like (A hero is already close to God)!"
"Legendary (Super God)!! — — "
The female system voice's kill announcement kept ringing in her ears. Usually, if she could be this Super God, the girl would have jumped with joy. But at this moment, she had no mind to pay attention to her own battle results. The only thought left in her mind was to try her best to keep up with the rhythm of her teammate Hammerstone.
The two positions of ADC and support were supposed to complement each other. Even if one of them was stronger, they would only be able to drive the other to perform better.
So.
At this moment.
As the blue team's ADC, Policewoman, at this moment, she felt as if she was riding a wild horse that was so wild and violent that it was completely out of control.
No, she was not the one riding.
It was almost as if she was not the one being carried forward.
Instead, she was almost thrown off the reins of the wild horse that was charging forward. She could only try her best to hold on to the reins so that she would not be thrown off.
The fact proved that the young man's words to her to "keep up with the rhythm" were not wrong at all.
(Really … it's so tiring to keep up.)
This thought flashed through the girl's mind in a daze.
However, what she did not know was that even to this extent, it was actually the result of the young man beside her trying his best to control himself.
Yes.
Even if the bottom lane had been completely slaughtered to the point that the whole battlefield was in an uproar.
Even to the girl, this was an exaggerated scene that she could never imagine.
But to the young man himself …
This was not even half of his level back then.
After all, he still had to take care of the girl beside him who was only in the Platinum division.
Otherwise —
The young man's thoughts drifted a little at this moment.
Uncontrollably, he once again could not help but miss his teammate who fought side by side in the bottom lane.
(Otherwise …)
The young man lowered his head and clenched the mouse in his right hand slightly.
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