93: Chapter 94 Let's go, we'll wait for him at the Stairway to God...

The moment her mana bar filled up, that figure lunged forward with a sudden burst of speed, shaking the earth; her unstoppable momentum instantly struck terror into the enemy!

"Briar has dived the backline!"

"Holy sh*t! What terrifying life steal! Even with her guinsoos rageblade stacked up, Briar is still at full health!"

"Why is her health so high!"

Everyone was shocked, but obviously, Briar, equipped with her three-item core of guinsoos rageblade, Bloodthirster, and Titans Resolve, wasn't going to explain anything to them!

With a frenzied gaze sweeping across the field, Briar quickly locked onto her target—Kalista!

In the livestream chat.

The audience from Germany couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten at the sight!

Oh no!

Briar is going for Kalista!

Hans, with his big red nose, also had trembling pupils, praying in his heart that she wouldn't dive... While Faerie had indeed been buffed, Kalista's skill mechanics dictated that no matter how she was tweaked, she was always a late-game unit!

She was completely useless before the guinsoos rageblade was stacked!

Now that Briar had slammed her ultimate directly into her face, how could Hans not be terrified!

Unfortunately, it was a case of exactly what he feared happening.

Wasn't Shen Mo changing his formation precisely because Xerath's skill casting speed was too slow to effectively dive the backline?

Swapping in Briar made all the difference!

The crazed figure roared, swiping her sharp claws as she immediately began attacking Kalista. In an instant, the two-star Kalista's health bar drained like a faucet opened wide, and within a few breaths, she was executed on the spot!

She died!

Kalista died!

Blood flowed down Briar's arm, but the bloodthirsty, crazed figure didn't stop, charging back into the fray...

But none of that mattered anymore.

Hans's vision went black, and he nearly fainted on the spot!

The previously clamorous livestream chat fell suddenly silent; the Western netizens were like ducks with their throats squeezed, unable to utter a single word!

It was too fast!

The match hadn't even been going for 10 seconds, had it?

This... was it already over?

With the main carry dead, no matter how tanky Rakan was in the front line, he was just a sitting duck, destined to be slaughtered!

Some viewers with weak stomachs had already closed their eyes, unable to bear watching what was to come!

15 seconds later!

The referee's cold voice rang out once again!

[Stage 5-1, match over!]

[Germany vs. Dragon Country, Dragon Country wins!]

The moment the result was announced, the German audience collapsed to the ground with vacant eyes, as if their spines had been removed.

They lost...

Hans, in whom they had placed so much hope, had actually lost, and even more miserably than France!

Their gazes toward Shen Mo had turned to fear and trepidation!

How is this playable?

He has two different lineups!

When fighting France, Shen Mo used Xerath + Tahm Kench; when fighting them, he used Nasus + Briar!

This is simply unsolvable!

At this moment, many Western Countries simultaneously had the same thought: Was this man from Dragon Country really this meticulous? He had calculated everything from the very beginning, not even giving his opponents a glimmer of hope for a comeback!

"Let's go. There's nothing left to see."

In the spectator stands, Bernini's lips curled slightly, his face full of enjoyment, as if watching the match was a rare form of relaxation for him.

Behind him, several members of the 'Genius Club' were restless, whispering among themselves.

Eventually, their gazes all turned toward the direction where Shen Mo of Dragon Country was located.

Lena, with her red hair and a sizzling figure, swayed her snake-like waist and licked her lips: "This year's Gods Arena is getting interesting. Dragon Country has actually broken through our blockade. Does that mean... after the matchmaking stage ends, our next opponent is very likely to be this Shen Mo?"

Lena's words made many people instantly realize!

That's right!

According to the rules of the Gods Arena, the annual competition is actually divided into three stages: the matchmaking stage, the arena stage, and the trial stage!

Not to mention the matchmaking stage; Dragon Country has currently surged into the top ten in the point rankings. Given the current situation, there truly isn't any country's player capable of suppressing Shen Mo, and since they themselves cannot intervene, breaking the blockade is a certainty.

"Boss, give me a chance. In the arena stage, I want to challenge this guy Shen Mo!"

Lena twisted her sexy waist, licking the corner of her lips with a look of pathological madness on her face.

She was the champion of the 11th Gods Arena, which was last year. As the representative of the USA, Lena had slaughtered quite a few Dragon Country players that year. She even hunted down one player who had a bit of talent for 7 consecutive matches, forcing him from 48 personal points all the way down to negative points before he was eliminated!

Inside the Genius Club, many people frowned as they looked at Lena's expression.

This woman was a lunatic!

That was their unanimous internal assessment of Lena!

Bernini's smile remained unchanged: "Sure... of course you can. If anyone else wants to challenge Shen Mo, just let me know. I'm really curious. It's been eleven years, let's see how much of Long Chen's strength his successor has inherited..."

"Let's go too."

In the Sakura Country spectator area, Hashimoto Rika gave an elegant smile and slowly left, taking Hoshimi Sakura with her.

There was no need to watch the rest of the matches. Since France and Germany were no match for Shen Mo, the matchmaking stage was essentially settled. This also declared that in this year's Gods Arena, Shen Mo had proven his strength with his performance.

Hoshimi Sakura followed behind Hashimoto Rika with her head lowered, whispering: "Senior, what comes next..."

Hashimoto Rika didn't stop walking, but her lips curled slightly: "The upcoming matches are not something you juniors can participate in. According to the rules of the Gods Arena, we old folks cannot participate in the matchmaking stage, but we can in the arena stage..."

"I suspect the USA is already getting restless..."

"And coincidentally, my hands are itching for a fight too..."

The senior is going to take action personally?

Hoshimi Sakura opened her mouth wide in shock, looking at Hashimoto Rika's back in disbelief!

"What are you spacing out for? Let's go."

"Ah, yes!"

Hoshimi Sakura hurriedly caught up, while Hashimoto Rika, walking in front, sneered inwardly... Long Chen, you caused my brother's death in the matchmaking stage back then. This time, I will make you watch with your own eyes as your successor dies on the Gods Ladder just the same!

Countries began to disperse, and the contestants from various nations who had come because of Long Chen left one by one.

At the South Korea base, Bae Soo-hyun was in no rush to leave, standing with his hands behind his back, looking like a master detached from worldly affairs.

As the matches continued, the final duel came to an end.

This spectator event sparked by Long Chen had completely come to an end!

[Gods Arena, Third District, Match 1055, match over!]

[Winner, Dragon Country, Shen Mo!]

The referee announced the result!

The Dragon Country audience cheered instantly, and the livestream chat exploded at this moment.

"We won! Hahaha!! Brother Shen is awesome!!"

"Keep shouting! Keep at it! You said Brother Shen had a bad mentality, but even with a 'bad mentality,' he still smashed you into the ground!!"

"Haha! Satisfying! I just love watching these kinds of one-sided stomps!!"

The Dragon Country audience was cheering and celebrating.

Shen Mo's figure appeared once again at the player seats.

Bae Soo-hyun also stepped forward and smiled: "Shen Mo, right? Hello, I am Bae Soo-hyun..."