The scariest thing was when the air suddenly went silent!
Because everyone was paying excessive attention to the ID minnaQAQ, whatever he said was inevitably noticed right away.
BUG!
What did that mean?
Of course, it couldn't mean there was a bug in the game.
Looking at Camille blocking the space between Blue Side's first and second top lane turrets, while Letme's level-two Renekton was being suppressed so badly that he didn't dare move beneath the second turret, it was easy for people to let their imaginations run wild!
There was a legend in the high-ranked Chinese server games: Wang Mu Ba, known as Ba Ge. He excelled at the Malphite, Nasus, and Garen trifecta; excelled at reverse counterpicks; excelled at farming under turret from three minutes onward every game; excelled at not carrying when teammates helped him, and definitely exploding when they didn't.
With a furrowed brow, he locked Malphite. With a darkened face, Nasus. With a yawn, he locked Garen. With a crooked neck, his teammates deserved to die.
And now, Letme's turtle-like retreat looked exactly like Ba Ge—he was practically Ba Ge possessed.
The most damn ridiculous part was that, at the start of the game, Letme had wanted to show off and stand up for Xiaohu. Without hesitation, he maliciously taunted minnaQAQ in all-chat, asking whether he looked down on pro players. He had even proudly declared that he was a pro player too. The implication was obvious: watch yourself, because the backlash was coming.
And now, the first person to suffer that backlash was him!
Back then, minnaQAQ hadn't said a word. He hadn't replied with even a single character. Now, though, it was just three simple letters. His vocabulary might have been small, but the insult was explosive!
Letme's face visibly flushed crimson, and his whole body temperature shot to a terrifying level!
"You fucking bastard!!!"
Letme practically hated minnaQAQ to death. Furious and flustered, he began hammering at his keyboard, typing frantically in pinyin.
Playing top lane with Ignite, what are you acting so cocky for?
So what if your jungler helped you?
What the fuck can you do against me 1v1?
Hilarious. Your jungler helped you get ahead, and you really think it's because you're strong?
If I got even a little serious, you wouldn't be able to play. I don't know what you're pretending for. Having no self-awareness is fucking disgusting!
Your jungler carried you, do you understand?
If you've got the balls, duel me, fuck!
The good news was that the diehard fans in his stream, cultivated by RNG's marketing, were every bit as loyal as ever.
When minnaQAQ mocked him like this, these viewers felt the same humiliation and rage.
They began cursing wildly in the chat as well.
"This guy deserves to die!"
"That Ignite dog is really acting tough. When is he going to die?"
"Lmao, mocking pro players? Mocking Letme? Why don't you try going pro yourself? Make the semifinals first, then talk."
"Semifinals? I'm dying. If Silence, that rat shit of a traitor, hadn't match-fixed and then caused a huge scene backstage that affected everyone else's mental state, RNG would've at least made the finals!"
"More than that. With RNG's form back then, SKT would've been easy. SSG in the finals had some skill, sure, but not much. RNG could still have beaten them."
"That's right, those who know, know. That whole World Championship was ruined by that damned traitor. Fuck his mother!"
"Our LPL's most promising year was ruined by that rat shit! I recently heard from an RNG staff member that not only did he deliberately make a huge scene backstage to affect everyone else's mental state, he also kept putting pressure on the others during the second game. He was nothing but a pressure monster!"
"He really deserves to die! Fuck! Even after all these days, just bringing it up still pisses me off half to death. If not for him, RNG would've won the championship already!"
"..."
In-game, Letme raged for a while. Seeing that he was being completely ignored and that minnaQAQ simply wouldn't answer him, he grew even angrier. Still, he could only temporarily swallow that humiliation, gripping his mouse tightly as cold sweat formed on his back.
The jungler had finally come to help him clear the wave.
But he had arrived too late. There were barely any minions left beneath the turret, and even if Letme went over, he wouldn't get many of them.
Letme's expression darkened further.
Meanwhile, after minnaQAQ's Camille recalled and returned to lane, his items were absurdly luxurious. He had already bought Tiamat and Sheen.
With gear like that, plus the fact that Camille was level six, the ominous feeling in Letme's heart intensified.
Sure enough, when Camille returned to lane, he immediately shoved the wave and forcefully pressured the turret.
Letme was panicking inside. Trembling with fear, he spammed pings for his jungler to hurry over and countergank from behind, lest Camille dive him under turret.
The jungler did come. This time, instead of helping their team's only winning lane, bottom lane, he sprinted through the jungle toward Letme.
But Camille seemed to have activated a god's-eye view. After shoving the wave into the turret, he suddenly turned around. Then, the first cast of E latched onto the wall from afar, and he used the second cast to vault through it into their jungle.
He ran straight into the Sejuani, who had a little over half health.
Smack!!
A golden flash erupted beneath his feet!
The second cast of E followed by Flash locked Sejuani down perfectly.
After Q-A followed by Tiamat took three hits in one second, Judgment of the Hextech came down smoothly, forcibly dragging back the Sejuani who had just recovered and was trying to escape through the wall with Q.
"Can you even play?!" Letme couldn't stop cursing as he moved over to support. His position wasn't far away, but support still took time—and for Sejuani, that time was fatal!
A circular magic array appeared beneath Camille's feet. Before long, the blue bald man with the ID Want to breathe flashed in with a whoosh.
After finishing a Q-E-W-Q combo of basic abilities, he followed it with Camille's second kick. True damage finished it off, and Sejuani died!
Letme and Xiaohu arrived a step too late. They could only stare helplessly at Sejuani's corpse in the jungle, their humiliation growing even stronger.
Because the better those two opponents played, and the better they coordinated, the more it proved their own incompetence, didn't it? And that proof was like a slow poison, endlessly torturing them. It felt awful!
Letme forced a smile. "They're way too lucky. And this Sejuani really doesn't know how to play. Why was he even there?"
He seemed to have completely forgotten that Sejuani had appeared there because his top lane matchup had gone so disastrously that he had spammed pings to call him over.
But even if he remembered, so what? Asking him to praise Camille for playing well and having superior awareness would have been more painful than killing him.
"Sejuani's probably an actor too. He's been feeding the whole time." Xiaohu immediately dumped the blame on their own jungler as well. He frowned hard, clearly displeased. "If it weren't for this jungler, how could this game possibly be so hard to play?"
He seemed to have forgotten that he had been completely destroyed in lane by the enemy mid laner, Want to breathe. Ryze, a weak pick in the current patch, had even traded one life for Corki's three lives!
"Fuck!"
Another broken roar came from top lane. Letme slammed the table, his expression as ugly as if he had eaten rat shit.
He had been solo-killed again and again and again.
Without the threat of the jungler Sejuani, Camille dove the turret and solo-killed him again. He finished with the true damage from the second kick, then stylishly escaped with the second cast of E over the wall.
While leaving, he even used an emote that had just been added in the latest 7.20 patch.
Robot Question Mark emote~
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