On the battlefield, any decision made was bound to be difficult.
So naturally, for the commander of a battle team, it was inevitable that he would have to bear greater pressure.
Not to mention, this was the final battlefield of the World Championship. Every tactical arrangement was closely related to the final outcome of the match. Any careless mistake could lead to a fierce counterattack from the opponent or even a devastating effect.
As the commander of a team, if you made the wrong choice, you would implicate the entire team.
What was destroyed was a great battle for the entire match.
But because you were the captain, no matter how much pressure you were under, you still had to make the decisions.
Just like this moment.
Morning Star's voice resounded in the voice chat channel of the purple team. It was calm and unperturbed.
"Release."
The entire Team God's arena went silent for a moment.
The other four members of Team God, including Wildsnow Nightsong, all had hesitant expressions on their faces. It was rare for them to have doubts about their captain's decision.
But in the end, it was Huangxue Nightsong who took a deep breath and nodded fiercely.
"Alright, let's go!"
Team God quickly came to a consensus.
But when the audience below the stage realized this a little later, including the Western official commentators, Old Mi Feiyan, Mo Sheng, and the others, they could not help but gasp and widen their eyes.
"Team God … let the Earthen Dragon go?!"
In the stadium, the commotion spread like a tidal wave across the entire Wembley Stadium.
The noise grew louder and louder.
God's tactical choice caused too many people to be alarmed and doubtful.
"Isn't releasing the Earthen Dragon going to be a disaster?"
For a moment, many professional players from teams from different regions could not help but open their mouths in disbelief.
They knew very well that the Earth Dragon would play a decisive role in the outcome of the match. If SSK were to get the Earth Dragon so easily, God's side would be in grave danger if Big Dragon forced the enemy's team into a corner.
Even if Team God knew that they could not win against SSK in a head-on fight, they could at least try to harass SSK, or let their jungler try to fight the excavator with Punishment, right?
Letting it go just like that …
Wasn't it for free!?
"Indeed, only the Hand of God would do such a thing."
On the official commentary platform, a European commentator sighed after coming back to his senses.
The other partners beside him also nodded in agreement.
Indeed.
Team God's most recognizable characteristic could be summed up in one word: stability.
As long as there were uncertainties and risks, no matter how great the temptation of benefits was, it would not be enough to make this team waver or be tempted. They would definitely not attack when they should not, and they would not give their opponents any chance to take advantage of them.
However —
"Whether we should go or not is a very subjective question."
Another North American commentator gave his opinion:
"I think God is being too careful this time. Their playstyle is actually a double-edged sword. There are pros and cons to it. If you keep playing it safe, it is equivalent to being on the defensive all the time. Your survival space and chances of winning will only continue to shrink as the situation worsens."
"If this continues, God may not have made any mistakes throughout the match, but he will still lose the match without a hitch."
The last sentence was spoken very heavily and impolitely.
If it was any other day, the players and netizens in the official live streaming channels of major tournaments would definitely explode upon hearing such comments from the Western commentators.
The bullet screen would probably be filled with warm greetings from these western commentators ten thousand times in a minute.
Bullet comments such as "What does a commentator know?", "Go up if you have the guts", "Wait for God to slap these idiotic commentators", "Winning steadily is our God's specialty", and so on would definitely fill up the live stream's screen.
But this time was different.
Hearing such comments from the Western commentators, the Chinese live streaming channels were unusually quiet at this moment.
The "irascible" Chinese server netizens only spammed messages such as "Go God", "It's fine, it's fine, let's just let it go, there should be another chance", and so on. They did not directly refute the commentators with their fiery temper.
This was because the majority of the Chinese server netizens themselves felt that God's choice was not appropriate.
The European and American commentators' impolite comments actually pointed out some of their concerns.
That's right …
Playing it safe was Team God's strength, but was it really a good idea to play it safe like this?
This was the final battle of the finals, and they were up against an experienced and powerful opponent like SSK. If they did not have the slightest bit of fighting spirit and only showed a weak and compromising stance, would they really be able to win against SSK?
…
"What else can we do?"
Taipei, Assassin Club Base. Nian Thirteen could not help but roll his eyes again.
"Easy for you to say. Do you really think that stealing the Earth Dragon will have a good ending?"
"F * ck, if we go up, we'll fall into SSK's trap. We'll definitely be in trouble once we get there."
"All God can do now is bear with it. We have to bear with it no matter what."
The Assassin Club's support team next to him cautiously said,
"But captain, we should at least give it a try, right?"
Nian Thirteen gave him a sidelong glance.
"We have to give it a try."
"But now is not the time. We have to wait for a better opportunity before it's worth it."
The Assassin Club members looked at each other. That was true, but what kind of opportunity would be a better one?
Nian Thirteen narrowed his eyes, his gaze landing on the Purple Card Master on the screen.
"This … we'll have to depend on Ah Xing …"
…
Match time: 28 minutes and 35 seconds.
Blue Team SSK took down the Earth Dragon without much fanfare.
On the battlefield, the gap between the Blue Team and Purple Team's finances was around 4,000. Purple Team God still had a slight advantage in terms of finances and headcount.
However, everyone's hearts were as clear as a mirror. At this point in time, with the lineups of both sides, Team God's advantage was no longer an advantage.
Furthermore —
"SSK is preparing to take down the Dragon."
On the China commentary platform, Fei Yan could not help but exclaim as she watched the spectator on the screen.
Beside her, Mo Sheng nodded solemnly.
"Now … it's going to be the biggest test."
The scales of victory seemed to be tipping in SSK's favor.
Offstage, backstage area.
Ceng Rui turned to Lin Feng again. "What about now?"
Lin Feng was silent for a moment.
"Fifty percent."
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