"Motherfucker..."
Ma Lou stared at [God Never Laughs], who was glowing purple all over in the middle of the battlefield, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!
"Boss Jia! Look!"
"Isn't that the same fucking broken mechanic as the Screaming Golem we fought before?!"
"The more scared you are, the stronger he gets! The stronger he gets, the more scared you are!"
"He can step on his own feet and spiral straight into the sky!"
Ma Lou slapped his thigh in frustration, nearly crying with envy. "With that mechanic in a team fight, as long as there are enough people around, he's practically an invincible perpetual motion machine!"
"Goddammit!!"
"That lucky bastard really snagged something good!"
Beside him, Jiahao adjusted the now-cracked Monocle on the bridge of his nose.
Although he had always maintained a cool, aloof persona, the sight of [God Never Laughs]'s spectacular entrance effects inevitably brought a heavy note of jealousy into his voice:
"Exploiting market panic to buy the dip without any ethical restraint..."
"That's the most despicable kind of thuggery in capital markets!"
"It's just... really fucking annoying!"
Yet [God Never Laughs], standing at the center of the battlefield, was nowhere near as smug as Ma Lou and the others imagined.
He knew the strengths and weaknesses of his hidden class very well.
The Fear Apostle's mechanics might be absurdly powerful.
But the power he had gained was ultimately temporary!
Once all the surrounding enemies died or overcame their fear...
Without a source of fear, this immense borrowed power would instantly ebb away like the tide, reducing him to his original early Second Tier strength!
So!
He had to end this quickly, while the crowd was still at its largest!
He had to unleash every last bit of damage!
"You're first! White-haired knight!"