Chapter 747: The Ant Under the Gaze

Compared to Demacia's general Zhao Xin, the Demacian prince's skills actually fit that saying better——

A hint of cold light comes first, then the spear thrusts out like a dragon!

The moment the banner fell, the spear had already been thrust out; the Demacian prince flew along the direction of the spear, his silhouette like a cloud‑piercing dragon, slamming violently into Condi's ancient tree.

Condi reacted extremely quickly, trying to use Distortion Strike to dodge the skill.

Although he had already taken the prince's EQ damage, at this point the prince couldn't possibly have his level‑six ultimate, so as long as he could avoid the subsequent knock‑up control and prevent the crocodile that had just poked its head out of the Triangular Grass from chaining control, Condi was confident he could escape.

But his plan came to nothing.

Whoa!!!

Oh my god, Jiao Shen!!!

EQ flash succeeded!! Condi's reaction was already fast enough, but Jiao Shen still flung him up!

Sheng Qiang Ge flashed forward with a single E, stabbed the face with Red Anger W, bit in and followed up with control A, a slash, then a two‑segment Q thrust back, applying armor‑break, another slash, then a plain A to build the second stack of fury, finishing with a final Red Anger Q!

The prince came down with a crushing smash!

He directly took Condi's head!!

Five and a half minutes! First blood finally appeared! Taken by Jiao Shen's prince!!!

My goodness, a full‑health ancient tree got insta‑killed?!!

After all, it was a level‑five crocodile plus a level‑four prince hitting a level‑four ancient tree; that damage is normal, and Sheng Qiang Ge landed two Red Angers……

The crowd, VG fans, cheered like thunder.

Condi sat dazed in the WE players' bench. Until the moment he turned into a corpse, his mind remained a blank, buzzing in his head. He stared blankly at the black‑and‑white image on the screen before him, with only one voice echoing in his thoughts——

Why did he show up here?

What Homme had told him—not to speculate on the opponent's thoughts—Condi had forgotten, because he couldn't help but think about it.

Condi simply couldn't figure out why the prince would be here!!!

It's obvious the prince was clearing from bottom to top as his opening route; at this moment the upper half was completely empty, with no monsters for the prince to eat!

Gank top?

957's Kled had just walked out of base, nearly at full health! Moreover, Kled's mechanic is essentially two lives; two non‑level‑six heroes diving his tower is tantamount to suicide!

Come to counter‑jungle?

That makes no sense! Mid lane is WE's lane control! And the way 957 pushed the top lane was decided only after communicating with Condi post‑lane; VG couldn't possibly know!

A prince without lane control solo‑running over to counter‑jungle the ancient tree—does that make sense?

You should know that, with equal gear, this version of the prince can't win a duel against the ancient tree in a one‑on‑one; a solo invasion is absolutely a waste of time!

So anyone who can follow this logic will know that the prince appearing here at this time is utterly absurd!

Condi didn't care at all about the opponent's dazzling EQ flash that set the whole arena ablaze; what frightened him was the opponent's completely unfathomable train of thought.

Yes, Old Foster Father's Wild King Eimy also plays this way.

But when Eimy faces Condi, he's always been crushed by Condi. If it had been Old Foster Father's top jungle who came over just now, the one lying on the ground would be one of them, not Condi himself.

But when facing Liang Yan, Condi felt like an ant being stared at by a colossal beast, scurrying about, turning in circles……

"Sorry, brother, it's my fault."

An apology from 957 came through the headset, and Condi replied in silence.

The atmosphere felt off; 957 turned his head to glance at Condi, noticing the latter's side‑face a little pale, his gaze dazed, his whole person in a state of soul‑out‑of‑body.

"You okay, brother?" 957 asked, a bit nervously.

After a while, Condi softly replied: "Nothing……"

Having said that, Condi controlled his just‑resurrected ancient tree and walked out of the fountain; less than half a minute after stepping out he was sent back, having cleared not a single monster camp, with little money on him and thus no good items to buy— as for the Control Ward, he already had one on him.

Moreover, Condi was somewhat absent‑minded, finding it hard to focus on the game.

957 comforted him again: "They ate the toad and left; your three wolves are still up, you can come take them, I've hit level six, so they won't dare mess with you again."

Once Kled hits level six he can unlock his ultimate 【Charge!!!】, a super‑wide‑range rushing support skill.

Condi gave an "oh".

957 was very worried about Condi's condition, but also didn't feel right saying anything more.

The other teammates were also focused on laning.

For a moment, WE's internal voice channel fell silent again.

The Summoner's Rift returned to calm; the director fiddled for a long time before cutting out the exciting replay of the previous teamfight— it turned out the delay was just to pull off a cool clip— this is a 3D‑angle replay.

The replay begins with a bird's‑eye view: Condi's ancient tree is farming the jungle in front of a red ward, a wall away, the Demacian prince hides in the fog clutching a massive spear; then the camera swoops down, the prince suddenly points skyward, a banner drops, and he simultaneously thrusts out the spear.

The banner and spear damages hit in succession; the tree used W to dodge control, the prince who had come through the wall and was already at the flagpole suddenly vanished, then reappeared with his silhouette almost overlapping the tree, and the tree was launched high into the air.

In a corner of the frame, the Desert Butcher transforms into a horizontal gale that sweeps in……

【Holy cow, pulling off something this cool?】

【When did they come up with this new OB tech?】

【Director, extra fried chicken tonight!】

【No matter how many times you watch, Jiao Shen's reflexes still seem insane】

【Actually, Jiao Shen's insanity isn't just about mechanics……】

【Making a fuss over nothing—have you never watched Jiao Shen's stream?】

The replay ended, and the camera followed the prince down from high ground.

Liang Yan returned home after taking down the Magic Swamp Frog— by the way, the Magic Swamp Frog was given to the hard‑working Fu Lan Duo to eat, counted as compensation for his flashing in but failing to secure a kill.

Fu Lan Duo ate over a hundred gold's worth of assists and the Magic Swamp Frog, finally shutting her chattering mouth; then she and Liang Yan pressed the recall button together in place, and by then she was already walking behind Liang Yan down from high ground.

Both headed upward; they split at the second turret— Fu Lan Duo returned to lane, while Liang Yan used an EQ to jab at the Stone Armor Beetle camp— after lingering a while in the enemy jungle, the second wave of Stone Armor Beetles had already respawned.

On the commentator's desk, the atmosphere grew somewhat solemn.

Not quite right, the expressions of a few people on our WE side have become very solemn, as if we can't hold steady...

Jiao Shen is VG's sharpest spear; once it pierces a gap in the opponent, VG will advance like splitting bamboo, unstoppable.

Yes, we've seen this kind of scene too many times...