Chapter 309: A group of ruthless devils

G2's mid and bottom laners, after taking down the tower, ran toward the upper river.

On the bottom lane side, Jax had already opened up distance, disappearing from the nautilus's vision; obviously he was preparing to use TP to come over and help take the dragon.

Baron will respawn in twenty seconds.

Meanwhile, Miss Fortune still had over ten seconds before respawning; even if she ran fast, it would take over ten seconds to get from Quan Shui to the upper half of the river, giving G2 a high chance to exploit this time gap.

Everyone on ROX felt panicked.

Team elder GorillA, however, took on the role of Quan Shui commander, desperately trying to steady morale:

Everyone, don't panic!

If they take Baron, this is our chance!

Wine barrel has no flash and no ultimate! Their top laner and ADC's damage is pretty average right now! Wanghu looks for an opening to engage and instantly kill Lu Xi An, then we can fight!

But we must be careful; make sure they are taking Baron before we move in, and we absolutely cannot lose anyone else—if we die again, we will truly lose Baron!

GorillA's reassurance took effect, and his analysis was also spot on; the ROX members steadied themselves, began to realign their lanes, and prepared to face the impending unknown fate, feeling both uneasy and secretly hopeful.

It's like a person who has fallen into the water watching a big wave approach—it could smash them straight to the seabed, but it could also push them toward the shore.

However, on G2's side, some changes also occurred.

Liang Yan weighed the options and finally made a tough decision:

Brothers, we're not taking the dragon.

When that voice came through the headset, everyone froze for a moment, and their fervent impulse was instantly doused.

To be honest, it was a bit damaging to morale.

Actually, when Miss Fortune just died, Liang Yan also immediately thought of rushing the dragon, but during the tower‑taking process he calmed down, and reason reclaimed the high ground of his intellect.

Liang Yan continued to command:

First, set up vision below; if we can catch someone, we engage; if not, we forget it.

Why aren't we fighting?!

Zven rarely questioned Liang Yan's command.

Yeah, we can take the dragon really fast……

Mithy echoed, seeming also eager to fight, but he obediently played his karma, following Liang Yan's wine barrel into the ROX jungle to place vision.

Liang Yan lacked no patience for explanation, but at this moment Perkz spoke first.

Perkz, while returning to lane on top, said:

Not fighting is the right call, brothers.

Lao Zhang and Wen Xi are still developing; our side only has me as a damage source; Liang Yan has no flash and no ultimate; if Peanut engages with his ball on me, I'm bound to die.

But right now it's the enemy frost's power spike, and the nautilus's teamfight impact is even stronger than Jax's at this moment—look (signal marker), Smeb is venting anger.

If we lose the teamfight, we could be reversed.

Everyone stay calm; right now is their composition's power spike, we have a big advantage, and there's no need to take such a huge risk by teamfighting with them at this moment!

Perkz's analysis was spot on, saying everything Liang Yan wanted to say.

Liang Yan felt relieved; Perkz had truly matured.

Lu Ka is right.

Liang Yan followed up on Perkz's words, saying:

We don't need to rush; they're the ones who should be rushing.

Lao Zhang, who was in the bottom lane, also calmed down, suppressing the surging urge in his heart, lifted his finger off the F key, completely dispelling the idea of teleporting, and took a deep breath, saying:

Yes, we shouldn't give them a chance; play steady, the championship is definitely ours!

The two bottom laners stopped speaking.

Zven obediently returned to mid lane to farm, stayed silent for a long while, and finally spoke:

Sorry, I was impulsive.

No problem, you can be the first to lift the trophy later.

Liang Yan laughed.

Zven instantly jumped up with joy:

You said it! No one is allowed to steal it later!

No stealing, no stealing.

Hahahaha……

A tiny rift that had just formed within G2 vanished instantly amidst everyone's laughter.

On ROX's side, Smeb, who couldn't push lane because he was venting anger, saw Jax reappear in his vision and froze:

Jax seems unwilling to tank; could it be they're not going for Baron?

And in the backstage lounge, the faint gleam that had just appeared in Coach Nofe's eyes instantly died out, leaving him even more lethargic.

G2 gave no chance.

With such a huge advantage, they actually managed to hold back.

That is truly the most frightening.

Who is the one making the calls?

Is his heart made of steel?!

The championship trophy is right before his eyes; doesn't he want to lift it quickly?!

Not even a flicker of emotion?!

Could he be a robot?!

How can he be so calm!

On the live commentary stage, the North American commentators saw the G2 members return to base one after another, and their eyes filled with intense doubt and shock:

"They... G2 just did a vision sweep and then retreated; it seems they didn't want to take the big dragon nor force a team fight—how overly calm!"

"Ohmygod, I cannot describe my shock in words; this team is so stable it's completely unlike a Western team! They're too restrained!"

"It seems G2 really doesn't want to give ROX any chance to turn things around; their offensive is like a tide, yet every step they take is extremely steady!"

"G2... they are simply a bunch of heartless devils!"

"Yes, securing the championship is their only goal; for that they can sever emotions and desires, eliminate all irrational impulses; generally speaking, in ranked we call such people 'score slaves'; but if it's for winning the championship, to give Western esports its rightful name, then all this is worth it!"

"They play unlike a Western team, but I've already fallen for them."

"Who isn't like that?"

G2 steadied themselves.

ROX, however, began to panic.

PraY's Ashe stood before the middle second tower, firing an Eagle Strike the Sky toward the top lane; the magic arrow passed, scattering countless crystal snowflakes along the way, illuminating a large area, finally reaching the end of the top lane with a bang, vanishing into nothing.

The dragon pit was empty, not even a ward in sight, let alone any G2 members.

PraY gulped, his voice trembling:

"He... they really didn't fight the dragon."

The ROX members' headsets were filled with dead silence.

G2 didn't fight the dragon.

Why didn't they fight the dragon?

Obviously, they didn't want to give ROX a chance to turn things around.

GorillA had just revived, standing stunned in the empty fountain, his whole body surrounded by bone-chilling darkness and cold, a great fear rising in his heart.

He struggled to calm his mind, running out of the fountain:

"It's... fine, if they don't fight the dragon we'll just keep dragging it out, stabilize our farm, we'll surely find a chance..."

But the opposing side can hold back from fighting the dragon even at times like this—where is the opportunity?

Xiao Huasheng couldn't see any hope, only feeling a darkness before his eyes, the icy chill in his chest building up more and more, that nauseous feeling growing worse.

Until he could no longer bear it:

"Vom—"