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As the twin towers in front of the main fortress collapsed, the minions and super soldiers of the Blue Side surged into the enemy's High Ground like a flood, each impact ringing the bell of victory against the enemy's defenses. God Tone and Wei Dong could no longer contain their excitement, standing up to celebrate the arrival of this moment prematurely. God Tone laughed heartily, his emotions reaching a peak as he said, "Hahaha! This is amazing! Who said Nightmare Difficulty was hard to overcome? It seems it's not even our opponent! How pathetic!"
Wei Dong was also infected by God Tone's laughter, a proud smile appearing on his face. Although they faced many challenges and difficulties, they ultimately achieved an overwhelming victory, proving that their strength far exceeded this so-called Nightmare Difficulty. This battle was not only a test of skill but also a challenge of teamwork and mental fortitude. And now, they could proudly declare that no matter how difficult the challenge, it was merely a fleeting moment in light of their efforts.
Sunan, Yanyan, and Yolo also joined in the celebration, filling the room with laughter and cheers, each face reflecting relief and joy. They knew that this victory was not only a testament to their abilities but also the best proof of their impeccable teamwork. In this moment, words were unnecessary; their eye contact was filled with mutual respect and encouragement as they created a legend that belonged to them.
Just as the five were about to celebrate this hard-won victory, an inexplicable atmosphere of fear suddenly descended upon Summoner's Rift. The entire battlefield turned dark and red, as if entering another terrifying world. A low and dreadful screech slowly echoed, instantly freezing the previously relaxed atmosphere into one of extreme tension.
Polnareff and Sergeant Rad exchanged glances, both seeing confusion and panic in each other's eyes. Just as they tried to comprehend the situation, an unprecedented shockwave erupted throughout Summoner's Rift, filled with destructive power that swept away the minions besieging the main fortress in an instant, leaving even the five heroes unable to escape—falling down all at once.
Everyone sat in front of their screens, shocked by this sudden turn of events. They had just been cheering for their impending victory when they were horrified to find that all their heroes had been defeated in an instant by an unknown force. This scene exceeded everyone's expectations, shrouding what should have been a celebration of victory in an ominous atmosphere.
"What... what is happening?" Polnareff's voice trembled with uncertainty as he and Sergeant Rad looked at each other, unable to provide an answer. Wei Dong, God Tone, Sunan, Yanyan, and Yolo were all searching for the cause of this sudden change, unable to believe what they were witnessing. Everything seemed to indicate that the nightmare challenge was far from over; it might have just begun.
Sunan's anger erupted; his curses rang out like a series of cannon fire in the oppressive air. His face twisted in confusion and anger. "What the hell! Wait a minute! What is going on right now?" His voice was filled with defiance and disbelief. He and the other four hurriedly gathered around the crystal ball, their heartbeats quickening as they re-entered Summoner's Rift. As they respawned in their base, an unknown and dangerous aura rushed towards them, leaving everyone stunned.
Summoner's Rift was enveloped in a heavy and grave war mist that was not only deep but also eerie, making it feel like stepping into a completely unknown and perilous new world. This oppressive atmosphere resembled Nocturne's ultimate ability but was even more intense, carrying a suffocatingly strange aura.
Amidst this chaos and unease, Wei Dong tried to maintain some calmness. He took a deep breath to steady his own emotions and those of his teammates. "Everyone gather together; don't split up. We need to understand the situation before making any plans!" His voice pierced through the mist like a ray of light, providing his teammates with a glimmer of comfort and hope. They huddled closely together like an inseparable whole, slowly and cautiously moving forward in search of an exit from this war mist.
Every step was filled with caution and vigilance; their eyes searched through the dense fog while relying on faintly visible figures to determine their positions. This sudden change not only left them confused but also planted an unknown fear within them. As they moved slowly forward, Sunan's heartbeat quickened along with those of others, worried about facing challenges they had never encountered before. At this moment, familiar Summoner's Rift felt strange and terrifying; every corner was filled with hidden dangers and uncertainties, leaving everyone on edge about what trials lay ahead.
In that heavy mist, the five huddled tightly together, their heartbeats synchronized with their footsteps as they slowly advanced down the mid lane. They proceeded with extreme caution; every step felt like walking on thin ice. When they reached the ruins of Mid Lane Tower One—once remnants of battle—it now became a showcase for this unknown evil force.
Suddenly, a heavy and ominous sound of footsteps echoed from afar, each step seemingly shaking the ground of Summoner's Rift, imbued with an indescribable sense of evil and threat. The sound was unsettling, as if each footfall heralded an impending disaster.
Yolo controlled Maokai, the usually indomitable treant guardian in battle, who now seemed to sense the malevolent force rising from the abyss. Maokai's body trembled slightly, as if whispering a warning about the terror of this power. Yolo could feel that even a formidable being like Maokai was gripped by an unprecedented fear and unease in the face of this unknown evil.
The breaths of the group quickened as they exchanged glances filled with questions and panic. In this moment, they were not only confronting a tangible enemy but were also battling an intangible force of evil. This power seemed capable of penetrating their souls, instilling deep despair and helplessness within them.
As the heavy footsteps drew nearer, each step felt like a heavy blow to their hearts. They knew that what lay ahead might be the greatest challenge of their lives. In this atmosphere of uncertainty and fear, they could only huddle together tightly, preparing to face the unknown battle that was about to unfold.
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