Minions emerged from the black hole in the barracks and headed toward the three lanes.
Li Moran, Zhong Yi, and Zhou Yue studied their respective skills with rapt attention.
Mu Yawen happily swung the axe in her hands, savoring the strength of her muscles.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qiaoling kept summoning the Heroic Soul called Teemo, directing obnoxious giggles and cackles at Zhou Yue.
"So I'm a sword cultivator with a wind spirit root? Interesting, very interesting..."
After reading Yasuo's skills, Zhong Yi already had all sorts of plays flashing through his mind.
"Tsk, this Luban No. 7 isn't much good. All ranged attacks—where's the thrill in that?"
Zhou Yue examined the magical artifact hovering by his wrist, feeling a little unaccustomed to it.
Luban No. 7's Heroic Soul was a humanoid Immortal Artifact created by the Grand Artifact Refiner Immortal.
His method of attack was to fire spiritual energy as ammunition through magical artifacts.
"Old Zhou, how about a bet? Let's see who gets first blood!"
Zhong Yi proposed confidently.
"Sure! If you lose, you're buying me the most expensive mod pack in Minecraft!"
"It's a deal!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than—
Crimson Treant has slain "Exercise Makes Progress" (Berserker)!
Zhong Yi: "???"
Zhou Yue: "???"
"Who's Crimson Treant?? ...Shit, Junior Brother Mu got killed by a jungle monster!"
Zhou Yue glanced at the location of Mu Yawen's corpse, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
"Damn it! Senior Brother! This red treant is so strong! I'm no match for him!"
Mu Yawen spoke with a mournful expression.
"Pfft... Junior Brother Mu, you didn't buy any equipment! Buy some before you go jungling!"
Zhou Yue scanned Mu Yawen's status, immediately spotted the problem, and hurried to remind her.
Mu Yawen looked at the dazzling array of equipment, then