Chapter 240

A wave of tower pushing ended, and G2 began swapping lanes again.

The Titan with teleport was swapped to the bottom lane, Ember and Jella held mid lane, Viktor took top lane, Vi followed Viktor, roaming between the jungle and the mid‑top lanes like a ferocious beast that picks its prey, eyeing the SKT players exposed in the lane's minion vision.

SKT faced heavy vision pressure.

Every time they cleared a wave pushed by G2, they immediately grouped up, shielding Faker as he nudged the river to see if G2 was making a move on the dragon.

"We're about to force vision on the dragon!"

"Don't say that—although Ember is slow at taking dragon, this Viktor is so fed his damage is explosively high!"

"If we're talking about taking dragon, Vi with two and a half items and three‑phase is the main force!"

In the back‑and‑forth, as the side at a vision disadvantage, SKT inevitably had its vision choked by Viktor, and over time its health fell into an unhealthy state.

But because they were constantly on the run, they didn't even have time to recall and resupply.

The situation worsened further, pressure mounting… when Tahm Kench was down to half health, SKT dared not group up to contest vision and had to recall to resupply.

But the true eye in the dragon pit was once again destroyed by Vi.

That suffocating feeling was palpable even to the omniscient viewers, and the SKT players immersed in it found breathing a little difficult, their hearts filled with unease.

Fifteen seconds after losing vision of the dragon pit,

"Check the dragon!"

Faker's lips clicked rapidly as he spoke, his tone betraying obvious tension when directing.

"Wait, the distance isn't enough!"

Bang, who had just stepped out and hadn't yet descended the high ground, replied quickly, holding a far‑sight alteration that could grant long‑range vision, while Faker's own far‑sight alteration had been used over fifty seconds ago and was still far from off cooldown.

"Then let's sweep with our ultimate!"

"I used it earlier to clear the wave, and it hasn't come back online……"

"……"

Faker had no reply.

It felt as if a stopwatch were ticking away in his mind, urging him on; Faker grew anxious, gritted his teeth, called out to Bengi, and piloted his clockwork champion into the jungle.

Near mid lane, SKT had only a ward placed by Tahm Kench before he recalled, tucked behind the wall beside the first mid tower; besides two anti‑flank wards near Faker's F4 camp behind him, the rest of the map lacking minion waves or towers was basically dark.

Faker, with his bodyguard Bengi, entered the jungle through the choke point before the second mid tower.

This position was actually very dangerous, because near the second mid tower there might be a lane ward left by G2; if the G2 players weren't on dragon but lying in wait, the consequences were unthinkable.

But the dragon pit had been without vision for too long, so Faker had no choice but to risk himself.

"Huh? Faker! What are you doing, Faker?!"

On the LPL commentary desk, Miller saw SKT's two players move and immediately shouted.

From the god's‑eye view, the audience and commentators could see that G2's mid‑jungle‑ADC‑support quartet had originally been recalling, but the instant Faker walked toward the jungle, all four cancelled their recall bars in perfect unison, as if a single brain were controlling them.

Figure: Ambush on all sides!

LCK commentary desk.

The Roaring Emperor shouted in terror:

"Agu! Don't keep going forward, Xiang He! If you go any further something will happen!!"

Moreover, even if the players on stage weren't wearing their superb noise‑cancelling earphones, Faker still couldn't hear these reminders.

Because the venue had erupted.

The entire arena sank into a huge din and chaos.

Everyone realized that Faker was very likely to be caught.

At the same time, everyone understood what it meant if Faker were caught and killed.

In the SKT lounge backstage, Coach Kkoma's expression looked extremely anguished.

Kkoma knew Faker extremely well; Xiang He was originally someone Kkoma had personally scouted and brought into the scene step by step, and his understanding of Faker went beyond just gameplay and competition—he also knew Faker's personality very well.

Kkoma knew that Faker had already begun to overthink, having already cast himself in the role of a savior.

In that state, Faker was undoubtedly very, very strong.

When Faker activates Savior Mode, his reaction speed, his thinking, and all his overall abilities are elevated to a new level, as if he had turned on a cheat.

But Xiang He!

Some things cannot be avoided just by being skilled at operations!

Because that has already surpassed human limits!

——Faker actually knows this, so he brought a bodyguard, feeling that this basically makes him foolproof.

At this moment, time seemed to be stretched infinitely.

Orianna pushes the ball into the mist-shrouded blue buff camp, then continues forward with his bodyguard.

Perkz, hiding in the blue buff camp's grass, jumped in fright; fortunately, just before he tried to hide at the bottom of the camp, Liang Yan stopped him, otherwise he would already have been discovered by Orianna, because Orianna's ball can grant vision, but since Perkz was still in the grass at that moment, even though he was close to the ball, the opponent could not detect his presence.

Orianna quickly pulled the ball back to scout the next patch of grass.

At this moment,

Orianna's magic spirit ball flew toward the grass where Warwick and Jinx were hiding.

Perkz left the blue buff grass and walked toward the pit.

Tam EZ just came down from high ground,

Bengi followed closely behind Faker, step for step.

Just before Orianna's ball flew into the grass, Warwick, who had been charging up, threw a punch.

When he struck, the distance between him and Orianna was only about 800 yards, and relying on the cast range of his Q ability alone, he could already reach Orianna.

But Liang Yan, in order to ensure absolute safety, chose to use his flash before even leaving the grass.

The effect of this action was:

In Faker's eyes, a red-haired Wei appeared out of nowhere at a spot only three hundred yards away, just like an invisible mouse suddenly appearing beside him.

The difference is that this Wei, after appearing invisibly, did not unleash a wild barrage but kept punching forward, and quickly—the displacement speed of the Strong Energy Rush Punch reaches up to 1500.

Three hundred yards is just a blink of an eye.

At the instant Faker's pupils contracted sharply, a huge iron fist smashed into his face.

"Jiao Shen made a move!!"

"Another Q flash!!"

"Faker didn't react in time!!"

Even with anticipation, no one could react to that distance.

But Faker did not panic.

He had a bodyguard!