The clock reached 20 minutes.
Shrek's inhibitor turrets had already fallen, and super minions flooded into their base like a tide. The immense pressure left everyone in Shrek struggling to breathe.
"We can't hold anymore..." Bei Bei looked at the Muramana he still had not finished stacking, then at Wang Qiuer's lavish set of equipment on the other side—Ravenous Hydra, The Black Cleaver, and Death's Dance—and felt powerless. "If that Riven gets on me, I'm dead in two hits."
Huo Yuhao stood before the Nexus, clearing a wave of minions. He said calmly, "We can't just sit here and wait to die! They're too far ahead in items. We'll definitely lose a straight-up teamfight. Our only chance now is to make use of that..."
Huo Yuhao placed a marker on the Baron Nashor icon above the river on the map.
"Baron Nashor?" Wang Dong was somewhat stunned. "But the boss said it's the strongest creature in the Rift. What if we can't beat it and get counter-killed?"
"That's our only chance to turn this around." Light flickered in Huo Yuhao's eyes. "If we can steal the Baron buff, or ambush them while they're low from fighting Baron... we might be able to win!"
"Elder Xuan! You're the jungler. We can only rely on you now!"
Xuan Zi took a swig of liquor and chuckled. "Don't worry! My Gragas has been ready for ages! Stealing things? That's what I do best!"
The river, the Baron pit.
The red team really was taking Baron. More precisely, Di Tian was soloing Baron.
Controlling Jarvan IV, Di Tian glared at the purple three-headed creature that had emerged from the Void before him, his irritation rising.
"This?!" Di Tian stabbed Baron with his spear while roaring into voice chat, "This thing deserves to be