Glory [e-sports]-Chapter 249.2: The past was but a moment, but the present would last for eternity.

translator: xiin

editor: apricot

The berserker thief’s scythe could be blocked by obstacles. For example, although he’d locked in on Gary, the scythe couldn’t be pulled back with Yuan Ze blocking the way.

Wei Xiao simply rushed in. He couldn’t fight against the blood warrior who had his ultimate move active, but after he approached the pile of L&P players, the rest of them could all be targets!

This scene almost caused the live broadcast room to explode. “Holy shit, is he so crazy?!”

“Little Lunatic Wei must be the only player who doesn’t treat L&P’s starters like professional players.”

“Damn, how much confidence did the shield of space and time give him? Can it hold up…”

“The great demon king kept up with him!”

The space-time knight couldn’t deal high damage, but he had amazingly high defense. The silver light around him glowed more brightly the more tanky he was. He could take a lot of damage in Wei Xiao’s stead by pushing himself into the fray.

Although Bai Cai couldn’t heal Wei Xiao, it wouldn’t be a big problem as long as he could keep Yue Wenle and Ning Zhehan alive!

Wei Xiao really didn’t concern himself with anything else as he went in, acting as though there were thousands of troops and horses backing him up and that his charge would lead millions of troops after him.

Without mentioning anything else, just his momentum was absolutely stunning.

His ‘millions of troops’ was just a single space-time knight, but this space-time knight really had the same power as thousands of troops!

Absolute trust, unreserved belief. While everyone else was panicking, the berserker thief who’d entered a berserk state ignored everything else and focused only on dealing DPS!

His health fell to a sliver where he would topple and die if even a basic attack hit him. However, the berserker thief didn’t fret and continued to work on clearing the resurrection armors from the other side.

Space-time prophecy lit up, and the fallen berserker thief stood back up again. He single-handedly disrupted L&P’s formation and left them in a mess.

System announcements rang out frequently.

Double kill.

Triple kill.

Quadrakill…

When only Yuan Ze was left from L&P, no one dared to breathe.

Was it going to be a pentakill?

In the global arena, in the eight to four games, was Little Lunatic Wei going to take a pentakill?

In addition, it was a match point game, and it was against the seed team L&P that contained Glory’s strongest top-jungler combo?

System Announcement––

FTW.Quiet killed L&P.Marshal!

FTW.Quiet pentakill!

The entire audience jumped to their feet, clapping until their hands were left swollen. The excited little brothers and sisters all hugged each other and screamed endlessly.

Explosive!

It was really explosive!

Getting a pentakill and winning the match point, this was a performance brilliant enough to light up the world!

2:2.

FTW evened out the score and the two sides were ushered into the deciding match.

When FTW had exploded the other side’s crystal, everyone, including the salted fish vegetable, had felt a tingling sensation in their scalps.

In fact, in the second half of the match, they’d already long forgotten where they were, forgotten their surroundings, and forgotten that they were on the stage of the global competition.

What competition? What L&P? What champions from the previous year, last year’s runner-up…

None of it mattered.

Fight! Play! Win!

They were completely immersed in the canyon, fully integrated with their teammates as they revelled in the all-encompassing feelings of the fight!

Little Ning sucked in a breath, his fingers still trembling. He said, “I… didn’t think of the captain.”

Wei Xiao glared at him as soon as these words came out. “What are you thinking about the captain for?”

Little Ning was so simple minded that he didn’t realize what he was saying at all. “Really, I didn’t feel the captain’s presence at all in this game!”

Brother Cai came back to himself. “……”

Damn it, Little Ning, what kind of fierce words were you saying!

Wei Xiao was huffing with anger.

Little Ning blinked. “Didn’t you guys feel the same? It’s just that before, before… I always had to worry about the captain, and I always felt… um…” He felt embarrassed saying it, so Yue Wenle helped him add, “Pressured.”

Yes, pressure that came from Close, that came from the great demon king’s reign.

They were afraid of making mistakes, afraid they couldn’t keep up, and afraid that they’d drag everyone back.

But they hadn’t felt that way in this match.

When these words fell, even Brother Cai was left stunned.

That really was the case…

He’d been with Lu Feng for so long, and as a support, he was cautious and tentative, always trying to cooperate and perform well, out of fear that a mistake would drag Close down…

But he didn’t have any of those thoughts during this match.

From the second half onwards, the space-time knight seemed to have become the vast sky that enveloped the team. It wasn’t that he didn’t have a sense of existence, but that he gave people a ubiquitous sense of ease.

Under this scorching bright sun, everyone could act recklessly and be themselves.

Wei Xiao felt really sour. He wanted to snap at Ning Zhehan, but he accidentally saw Lu Feng out of the corner of his eyes.

The corners of Lu Feng’s lips were a little curved, and his eyelashes couldn’t block the shallow smile in his eyes.

He-who-didn’t-smile-often was deadly when he smiled.

Wei Xiao was stunned just looking at it.

He really wanted to take off his headphones, block the camera, and prevent anyone else from seeing the current Lu Feng.

His boyfriend shouldn’t seduce people like this in front of the whole world!

Unfortunately, he couldn’t hide it. Not only did the whole world see it, but even Yuan Ze from the other side saw it.

After three years away, Yuan Ze saw the Close that he’d missed seeing all this time.

The seventeen year old Close who had secretly practiced with the space-time knight, looking forward to the next season’s doubles competition. The Close who loved this team, his teammates, and the FTW that had provided him with warmth.

Was it worth it？

Worth it.

Did he regret it?

No.

How about hate?

How could he?

The smothering clouds split apart, and the moon shone brightly through them. Lu Feng had finally managed to see the rise of a new FTW.

Over the past three years, many of them had been running away.

Only Lu Feng had kept moving forward, carrying along a fragmented, scattered FTW as he shouldering the concerns of many others.

He had wanted to meet them and tell them: “Everything is going well.”

It was a pity that they had separated, but there was no need to carry around a heavy past.

The past was but a moment, but the present would last for eternity.

Compared with FTW’s hot blooded enthusiasm, L&P was a bit confused.

If it could be said that they’d been caught off guard and lost the first match, then just now…

They really felt the gap in strength.

Yes.

The gap in strength.

L&P felt a gap in strength against FTW.

It had clearly been only half a year, and it was less than a full season’s time. The team that they could play casually against during the winter training camp had already grown to this point.

VIVI couldn’t overlook Ning Zhehan’s immortal warlock.

AA couldn’t forget about Wei Xiao’s berserker thief.

Gary was still confused all over, his brain buzzing.

What was going on?

Why were they so anxious playing a game where they would definitely win.

Was it a showdown?

The last game?

Were they going to lose?

Five words that they’d never thought of before entered their minds, and they all sucked in a breath.

Gary whispered, “Captain…”

Were they the ones who were going to stop at the top eight?

Yuan Ze looked straight ahead. His black eyes were calm and quiet, but the corners of his lips curved slightly. “What’s there to be afraid of?”

Gary was stunned.

Yuan Ze looked at FTW, who weren’t far away, at Close, to whom he seemed to be faraway from, and considered the washed away past. What poured into his chest in the end was a long-lost breath of fresh air.

There was no scent of smoke and no turbidity or sorrow…

There was only relief.

“We’ve walked through all kinds of difficult roads. There’s nothing to be afraid of this time.”

Yuan Ze’s deep voice rang out in their team chat, and the four people who followed him felt goosebumps break out all over their bodies.

Yeah, L&P had been at the bottom the year before last. They’d managed to turn the tables, winning the division championship, and then the global championship!

Last year had been a chaotic year, a year without fighting spirit, a year without goals.

They had all sensed Yuan Ze’s depression and felt that he was heading for a decline, but there was nothing they could do.

At that moment, although they didn’t know what had happened, they could see the Yuan Ze from two years ago––

Full of fighting spirit, full of passion, and eager to win!

Old G started burning with passion and sat up straight. “Yeah, what the hell is there to be afraid of!”

Close, Little Lunatic Wei, Silvery, White, Le.

The new FTW members were now mature opponents and that could only give them the energy to fight.

What kind of life and death in the arena did they have to be afraid of? Why were they looking at the future and worrying about the past?

If they did their best for every game, then they would live up to the efforts they’d put in all season!

VIVI exposed his small tiger teeth with his grin. “Yeah, if I lose to granny gray, I’ll immediately dye my hair granny gray.”

President A was expressionless. “Old Mo, protect me.”

Mo: “The canyon might blow up, but I’ll still ensure that you can deal full DPS.”

Yuan Ze looked at the interface on the screen, and his fingers landed gently on the keyboard.

His fingertips trembled slightly, blood surging in his ears. His heart was beating very fast.

Nervous, but excited.

The countdown for the BP sounded in his ears, and Yuan Ze whispered in his heart––

Goodbye, teammate.

Hello, opponent.