Chapter 3226
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Before the official start of this year's finals, no one would have thought that the first group stage would bring them so many surprises and surprises.
No one would have thought that there would be so many dark horses in this year's finals.
No one would have thought that so many veteran powerhouses would be eliminated in the group stage.
No one would have thought that SSK, after dominating the esports scene for so many seasons, would finally face their downfall.
No one would have thought that a terrifying death squad like Group D would appear in the group stage.
As well as the last few thrilling matches in Group D.
More importantly — —
No one would have thought that the last match of the group stage would be the crucial moment to determine the top eight.
The last match between Assassin and Fate.
Both teams had the same record in their group stage.
This final match would decide the winner and the loser.
Winner.
Top eight.
Loser.
He was eliminated.
No one had ever dared to imagine that there would be a finals like this. Two veteran teams like Hitman and Fate would actually have to fight to the death in the group stages. It had reached a point where only one of them could survive.
But in such a desperate situation.
At the same time, it perfectly rendered the tense and explosive atmosphere of the final match of the final day of the finals, as if a storm was brewing.
In the official livestream rooms of all the major domestic and foreign livestream platforms, all kinds of bullet screens had completely exploded. Millions of players and netizens were extremely excited as they kept debating and speculating about the outcome of this match.
At this time, the direction of the comments in the livestream channels was leaning towards Assassin.
With regards to the outcome of this final showdown, a rough calculation showed that the support and support of the Assassin Guild had already reached a full 70%!
The main reason was the match that Assassin defeated Minx in the morning.
The match where Nian Thirteen's Blind Monk had shocked the entire audience.
The majority of players and netizens were completely convinced by it.
At the same time, the wildfire of anticipation was ignited in everyone's hearts — —
The assassin in the morning had created a miracle.
It proved that even in such a dangerous and hopeless situation, under the leadership of the Assassin Squad's seventh king jungler, this LMS division's number one seed squad was able to brazenly carve out a bloody path.
Then, since the miracle had already happened.
He should continue moving forward.
If the Assassins managed to win this last match, they would truly be able to create a legendary battle record that would go down in the annals of the world's professional esports.
Everyone yearned to be a legend, and they were even more eager to witness it.
They all hoped to see this kind of lone hero, single-handedly leading the team to victory in a hopeless situation.
This was also in line with the hot-blooded plots that people needed for movies, TV series, and stories.
Hence, the bullet screen of the various official live-stream channels was filled with comments like this: "Just one more match!" "Assassin, go all out in one go! If we can take him down, we'll be super awesome! " "His aura has been unleashed, isn't it? It's like a main character's aura or not. The final match will be a sure win!" "The Hitman is awesome! Nian Thirteen is awesome!! "
Even the players of the various teams in the front row of the audience, especially the people in the LPL division, were affected by this emotional atmosphere.
The players from the LPL teams couldn't help but start discussing excitedly.
They believed that the Assassins should be able to use this morning's momentum to take down the last match.
However.
It was in this lively atmosphere that the support rate was almost one-sided.
Morning Star's brows began to furrow slightly.
Lin Feng shook his head.
He didn't try to analyze or explain anything to the people around him.
But he had already said it before.
As the third seed of this year's Korean LCK division, Fate's strength had always been the most underestimated and the most low-key team.
Similarly —
But they were also the opponent that couldn't be ignored or underestimated.
…
Some principles seemed to always be hammered and tested over and over again.
There was no drama or luck in esports?
It seemed that the miracle created by the Assassin's shocking victory over the Minx team this morning seemed to be enough to overturn this statement.
Everyone had already started cheering and celebrating early on, disregarding such logic.
But at the same time, people forgot —
Miracles didn't mean drama or luck.
The real reason why Hitman Assassin won that crucial victory over Minx wasn't just because of Nian Thirteen's extraordinary performance. It was because of the accumulated experience of the number one jungler in the LMS division, as well as the solid strength and foundation of the Hitman Assassin Squad.
Therefore, that saying had never been truly overturned.
Even.
It would be completely proven at the last moment of today's group stage.
4: 15 PM.
The match began.
4: 55 PM.
The match ended.
A purple "Victory" emblem slowly rose in the center of the giant LCD screen on the stage. In the dead silence of the stadium, the group stage of this year's World Finals had come to an end.
Fate defeated the Assassins.
They were ranked second in Group D with a final score of 3 wins and 3 losses.
They were the last team to advance to the quarterfinals.
The first seed of the LMS division, the Assassins, was confirmed to have a final score of 2 wins and 4 losses.
Lost.
Eliminated.
Inside the Assassins' arena, in front of the computer screen on the jungler's seat, Nian Thirteen's hand was slightly clenched. At this moment, the Assassins' jungler captain's eyes were lowered, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly.
The other members of the Assassins' main roster stared blankly at the game screen in front of them, watching the "Defeat" emblem cruelly and realistically appear in front of them. Finally, their eyes reddened.
Muffled cries could be heard coming from the arena.
It spread through the entire stadium like the wind, making the atmosphere of the entire stadium more and more tense and depressing.
Even in the official livestream rooms of the major online streaming platforms, the previously explosive and noisy bullet screens seemed to have stopped.
It was as if everyone had lost the ability to speak at this moment.
Or rather.
They simply didn't know how to face such an ending.
In the front row of the stadium, Lin Feng was silent for a long time before he shook his head.
"Still a little bit off."
His tone was calm.
But there was a hint of a sigh in his voice.
Morning Star smiled bitterly beside him.
"Really … Just a little bit off."
For him, perhaps he could empathize with the situation of the Assassins and Nian Thirteen in this match.
Lin Feng turned his head to look at Morning Star.
"Consider this a wake-up call for you."
"This time it was Old Thirteen, next time … the same situation might happen to you."
His tone was solemn and serious, which was rare for him.
Morning Star was slightly startled. He looked at Lin Feng in front of him, as if slowly understanding something from his words. He nodded slowly.
"I understand."
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