EBE Chapter 1019 Comeback
Chapter 1019 Comeback
The hearts of hundreds of millions of viewers around the world were in their throats. The live chat was flooded with messages like "Holy Gun, save me!" and "RNG, watch out!"
At that moment, within the RNG team, Xu Mo's voice remained calm and composed: "Letme, make a move. Karsa, watch the front. Uzi, move closer to me."
His instructions were clear and concise.
Karsa's Wukong activated his W, hiding his true form in the back, ready to counter Ahri's dash. Uzi's Ezreal understood perfectly, using his E skill "Arcane Shift" to jump behind Azir.
Inside the dragon pit, Letme's Ornn's health was almost depleted, and he looked like he was about to fall at any moment.
Scout's opportunity has arrived!
"It's now!"
Scout's Ahri activated her ultimate, dashing out of the shadows with her first dash, and then using her E skill "Charm" to target the most vulnerable EZ in the crowd!
However, just as the pink heart flew out, a golden light flashed. Ming's Karma flashed forward, using her own body to block the fatal control! At the same time, she cast an R+E group shield on Uzi!
"Ming! He blocked the allure with his own flesh and blood!"
At the same time, behind EDG, a figure activated Electric Power Surge, transforming into a bolt of lightning and rushing from RNG's blind spot towards the dragon pit!
Kennan of Flandre! He's here!
"Heavenly Thunder!!!"
Familiar lines were shouted from the commentators' booth. However, just as Kennen flashed into the fray, about to press the R key—
Time seems to have stood still.
Xu Mo, who had been calmly using his Sand Soldiers to attack the Baron from behind the Dragon Pit, made a move.
A cold, sharp glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had already seen through the entire script of this battlefield.
W! A sand soldier silently appeared behind Kennen's flash landing point.
E! Quicksand Shift! Azir's body transformed into a phantom, charging towards the sand soldiers.
Q! During his body shift, the Sand Soldier suddenly changed direction, carrying Azir through an unbelievable arc, perfectly circling behind Kennen!
"Shurima—your emperor has returned!"
This wasn't a line from a script, but rather Xu Mo's internal verdict on the "Nightingale" organization.
R - Flash!
The Imperial Guard Wall rose up behind Kennen! But this time, it wasn't for division or imprisonment, but rather like the hand of a god, it pushed him forward with a mighty shove!
"!!!"
The audience was stunned.
Flandre's Kennen didn't even get to unleash his ultimate's animation before Azir's astonishing "Whirlwind Push" sent him shoving from the side of the Dragon Pit into its deepest depths! He was pushed right into the arms of Letme and Karsa, who were already under Baron's wrath!
"My God!!!! What is this?! Spirit Chicken Drift! No! This is Shurima Drift! Ink God pushed Kennen into the fire pit!!" Wawa completely went crazy, his voice echoing in the huge arena, a hoarse roar.
Letme's Ornn, seemingly having waited a long time, unleashed a burst of flames, followed by the second part of his ultimate's hex, firmly locking down Kennen. Karsa's Wukong activated his ultimate, his golden cudgel whipping up a storm that instantly melted Kennen!
EDG's most crucial chance to turn the tide was lost before they could even unleash their ultimate move, and they were instantly wiped out!
On the front line, Scout's Ahri lost Kennen's support and was caught in the crossfire of Uzi and Xu Mo. Uzi's Ezreal was like a flexible turret, his Q skill "Mystic Shot" hitting Ahri one after another with precision.
"Double Kill!"
"Triple Kill!"
With Karma's shield, Uzi's Ezreal unleashed a barrage of attacks, securing a triple kill!
EDG's formation completely collapsed the moment Kennen was pushed back. Jiejie's Trundle and Meiko's Lulu were utterly powerless against RNG's relentless onslaught.
"ACE! Team wipe!"
RNG pulled off a perfect 0-for-5! And then went on to take down Baron Nashor!
"It's over! The match is over!" Miller's voice trembled slightly with awe. "What did we witness? We witnessed a mid-laner orchestrate a perfect victory with his skill and wisdom! From the 'Wall of Sighs' at 14 minutes to the 'Hand of God' at 25 minutes, Xu Mo showed us the full potential of the champion Azir!"
The comments section has transformed from arguments into a unified worship.
"I hereby declare that the hero Tsar shall henceforth be called 'Tsar Ink Emperor'!"
"Please stop showing off, I can't learn it!"
"EDG: Our Kennen is flanking. Mo Shen: Received, package picked up."
"This is art! This is the art of esports!"
With the Baron buff, RNG was unstoppable, pushing straight up the mid lane. EDG, having just respawned, could only watch helplessly as their high ground towers and crystal were destroyed one by one, facing the strengthened minion wave and the overwhelming force of RNG's five-man squad.
27 minutes 12 seconds.
EDG's base crystal exploded amidst a sky full of yellow sand and golden light.
2-0!
RNG has secured match point in the MSI finals!
As the word "Victory" lit up, the entire Busan Gymnasium was filled with the cheers of RNG fans. Uzi jumped up from his chair excitedly and hugged Xu Mo tightly.
"Mozi! You are a god! You are my god!"
Xu Mo was a little breathless from being squeezed so tightly, but he just smiled faintly and patted his back. He took off his headphones and looked at the boiling crowd below the stage, his gaze passing through the noise as if it landed on some distant corner.
He knew they had seen it.
On the other side, in EDG's player bench, there was a deathly silence. Flandre stared blankly at his gray screen, his hand still hovering over the R key. Scout lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly. Clearlove stood behind them, his lips tightly pressed together, and finally just let out a long sigh.
They didn't lose because of poor execution or tactics.
They lost to a ruthless "monster" that took all possibilities into account.
The 2-0 lead pushed the atmosphere at Busan Gymnasium to extremes.
RNG fans had already popped champagne, waving team flags and chanting "3-0," their roar almost lifting the roof off the arena. Amid their deafening celebrations, EDG's support area appeared incredibly desolate, the tiny, star-like light sticks looking particularly fragile in the massive shadows.
Backstage, in EDG's lounge, the air was so still it seemed like it could drip water.
Flandre watched the replay of his Kennen being pushed back into the dragon pit repeatedly, his face pale. Scout, his hands in his hair, head bowed, remained silent. In the previous game, he had exhausted every trick in the book to roam and create opportunities, but Xu Mo's two miraculous ultimates had rendered all his efforts futile. It was a profound sense of powerlessness, as if he were facing not a player, but a prophet who could see the future.
"Snapped."
A soft sound broke the silence.
Clearlove turned off the monitor in front of the tactics board, and also turned off the suffocating replay. He didn't review the game, didn't blame anyone, but simply calmly looked around at his teammates.
"Do you still want to play?" he asked.
No one answered, but everyone's eyes conveyed the answer: resentment, anger, and a stubborn refusal to give in to desperation.
"Then forget about those two games." Mingkai's voice was calm, yet it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. "Forget his Tsar, forget that 'Hand of God' thing. Now, we're not thinking about how to win the whole series, but how to win this game."
He walked up to Scout, looking him straight in the eye: "Lee Ye-chan, lift your head. I know you're hurting, feeling like everything you do is within his calculations. But you're also a world champion mid laner. Stop trying to 'outmaneuver' him. Play with your most confident style, play with your instincts. Treat him like an ordinary opponent, and tear him apart."
Then, he looked at everyone: "Next game, we're on the blue side, and we have the first move. I don't want you to drag the game into the late game anymore, or think about macro play. We'll pick the heroes we want to play the most, the ones we're most confident in, and play a game without regrets. Even if we lose, we'll lose with our heads held high, and show you everything we have to offer!"
These words were like a shot in the arm, injecting strength into the team that was on the verge of collapse. Scout slowly raised his head, the confusion in his eyes gradually being replaced by a flame of revenge. He said in Korean, word by word, "Coach, next game, I want to play LeBlanc."
Clearlove smiled, a smile of relief: "Okay, we'll use LeBlanc."
Meanwhile, in RNG's rest room, the atmosphere was as lively as a party.
"3-0! 3-0!" Uzi excitedly pumped his fist. "Tonight, Busan will belong to RNG!"
"Absolutely!" Letme and Ming also smiled broadly, their previous tension completely gone.
"Calm down." Although Tabe was also happy, he still maintained the rationality of a coach. "Match point games are the most prone to problems. EDG is being pushed to the brink, and they will definitely use a desperate lineup. We can't be careless."
Xu Mo leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, his fingers tapping unconsciously on his knees. The "Hand of God" in the second game was a trap he had meticulously designed. He knew that, given Flandre's style, he would definitely choose to flank and use his ultimate in that desperate situation. What he had to do was predict Kennen's flash position and use a play that would amaze the world to completely destroy EDG's mental defenses.
Now, the goal has been achieved.
But he knew Clearlove wouldn't give up easily. That man was a living fossil of the LPL; his resilience was beyond imagination. EDG, facing dire circumstances, might unleash an even more terrifying power.
“In the next game, Scout will lock in either LeBlanc or Akali,” Xu Mo suddenly said, his voice not loud, but it silenced the entire rest room. “Jiejie will cooperate with him, playing an extreme mid-jungle aggression. They’re going all out.”
Tabe looked at Xu Mo: "What do you mean?"
Xu Mo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep and calm: "They want to use the sharpest spear to pierce our shield. Then we will... break their spear on the spot."
After a short break, both players returned to the stage. When Scout's face appeared on the big screen, his eyes, now brimming with renewed fighting spirit, sent a jolt through the audience.
"Alright viewers! Welcome back to Game 3 of the MSI Finals! RNG holds three match points, while EDG has no room for error!"
"EDG is on the blue side, RNG is on the red side! Let's see what kind of draft adjustments Coach Clearlove will make!"
EDG Bans: Azir, Wukong, Karma
RNG Bans: Zeli, Kennen, Lulu
Miller exclaimed, "EDG directly banned Mo Shen's godlike Azir from the last game! That's the highest respect! Then they banned Karsa's Wukong and Ming's Karsa, breaking up RNG's mid-jungle-support synergy! On the other hand, RNG continued to target EDG's 'Electric Mouse' strategy, banning Viper and Flandre's signature heroes."
EDG Pick Scout - LeBlanc (The Deceiver)!
"He locked it in! Scout really locked in LeBlanc!" Wawa's voice instantly rose eight octaves. "In a desperate 0-2 situation, Scout picked his most confident assassin! He's declaring war on Mo Shen! I'm going to defeat you with skill!"
The entire stadium erupted! This was the showdown everyone had been waiting for!
RNG Picks: Karsa - Lee Sin | Uzi - Kai'Sa
"Lee Sin and Kai'Sa! RNG has picked a jungle carry and AD carry combo that are both extremely aggressive!" Miller analyzed. "Kai'Sa's ultimate can follow up with Lee Sin's ganks, making this mid-jungle-bot combo very strong!"
EDG Pick: Jiejie - Fryego | Viper - Aphelios
"Foygo! Jiejie has picked a Tier 0 jungler! Paired with LeBlanc, the mid-jungle 2v2 potential is off the charts! And with Aphelios added, EDG's late-game ceiling is also extremely high!"
RNG Pick Ming - Titan | Letme - Sion
"Nautilus! RNG is going head-to-head! Ming picked Nautilus to exert pressure in lane, and with Kai'Sa's passive, their laning strength is off the charts! Letme picked Sion in the top lane, a tank that can engage without thinking!"
Now, the pressure is on EDG's counter-pick position, and RNG's final counter-pick position.
EDG: Meiko - Nami | Flandre - Jayce
"Nami and Aphelios, a classic combination. And then... Jayce! Flandre picked Jayce! EDG has drafted a three-core poke composition! Jayce, LeBlanc, and Aphelios, they're going to use their range advantage to constantly kite and look for opportunities to burst down their opponents in the mid-game!"
All eyes were once again focused on RNG's final pick, and on Xu Mo's profile picture.
Lissandra? Sure, she can counter LeBlanc with point-and-click.
Galio? That works too; his ultimate can support and protect teammates.
Tabe's voice came through the earpiece: "Mozi, play it safe with Lissandra, okay? Paired with Lee Sin, she'll definitely be able to kill LeBlanc."
Xu Mo's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.
His mouse hovered over a hero. It was a twisted, eerie figure, shrouded in poison and curses.
RNG Pick (5th): Xu Mo - Cassiopeia (Cassiopeia)!
"Snake... Cassiopeia?!" Wawa was speechless for a moment when she saw this choice. "My God! In the match point game of the finals, Mo Shen picked Cassiopeia to face LeBlanc!"
After a brief moment of shock, Miller instantly grasped the deeper meaning and exclaimed excitedly, "This is the most vicious counter! It's a choice that strikes at the heart! What is LeBlanc most proud of? It's the agility of her W, 'Persistence'! And Cassiopeia's W, 'Poisonous Mist,' can put enemies who step on it into a 'grounded' state, preventing them from using any movement skills! Mo Shen is telling Scout: Your trickery will have nowhere to hide in front of me! Your proud persistence is just a joke under my feet!"
This choice is more insulting than Lissandra's hard crowd control; it's not simply "I can control you," but rather "Your core mechanics are ineffective against me."
As the Cassiopeia was finally locked on, Scout's pupils constricted sharply on the EDG bench. He felt a chill run down his spine.
The match begins! (End of Chapter)