Chapter 148: Mastering Stability, Bravery, Strategy, and Strength!
When they witnessed this scene, the hearts of the commentators and the viewers soared up to their throats.
Guang: “Oh no! The Wind God has fallen into a trap! This is an ambush!”
Huang: “The Wind God is in a terrible situation, he can only defend passively. If he holds out too long, he’ll definitely miss his chance!”
Guang: “He’s just too stubborn! He should have retreated ages ago. If the Wind God wants to bail, this Boss can’t keep him here at all.”
Huang: “Maybe this is just the vigor of youth! When faced with difficulties, they always want to overcome them. Even if it ends in failure, we still have to give them a round of applause.”
In the live room, the feed was from a third-party perspective, like a camera hanging high up that could zoom in and out, but sometimes it would be blocked by obstacles.
They saw the Wind God searching for a landing spot, saw the massive worm open its mouth and swallow him whole, then all that remained was the worm’s disgusting, slimy, bloated body.
Being swallowed up like that, he’d either be crushed or corroded away; it was game over, just a matter of how long he could hold on.
Everyone thought the same: the host, the viewers, and Sogriede.
Except for Yuliya.
“Sigh, what a little glutton who never learns!”
A crisp, high-pitched voice rang out, echoing in Sogriede’s ears, resonating in the hearts of thousands in the live room.
Thanks to the brief light before the worm’s mouth closed, Sogriede could see her movements, utterly calm and collected.
Some of her black robe had gotten stained with a bit of slime, revealing her beautifully crafted face beneath.
Delicate, beautiful, elegant, with a mischievous smile.
“Better not eat random stuff; it can make your tummy ache!”
With that, Yuliya disappeared just before the worm’s mouth closed.
Teleport!
The next moment, she appeared at the highest point of the church ruins, right in front of the Abyssal Worm’s greasy flab.
At this time, the worm hadn’t managed to stop its upward momentum and was still rising higher.
“Fireworks fly high to explode beautifully! So, let the show begin!”
She snapped her fingers.
The still-rising Abyssal Worm suddenly froze, a bulge forming on its body.
Before it even had time to roar, its body began bulging repeatedly.
It opened its mouth to prepare a furious shout, but a thunderous boom burst forth first, the violent air rush smashing its voice, literally pushing its head backward.
The worm lost its balance and crashed down.
But the explosions were far from over! A series of dull reverberations caused its body to swell again and again.
After what felt like the hundredth explosion, the location that had stretched to its limits finally blew apart, charred flesh mixed with slime shot into the air.
At this point, sound and air waves seemed to have found their release.
The sounds were like thunderous drums, incessantly pounding.
The air waves shot forth, bending the worm’s body time and again.
The already battered ground, pockmarked from previous battles, looked like it had been freshly plowed, layers of soil were shoved aside, and some structures completely vanished without a trace.
After a half-minute of explosions, the giant worm and the air waves began to clear the dust slowly.
Once everything settled, the place looked utterly transformed, stripped bare like a farmland ready for planting, completely out of place with its surroundings.
This sudden turn of events left the commentators and viewers utterly dumbfounded.
Throughout the entire process, nobody said a word, not a single comment popped up.
They could only hear the chaos, the violent, thudding sounds, and see the screen clouded with dust, the giant worm writhing within.
As the noise finally subsided, the professional commentator was the first to regain his wits.
“Oh my God! What on earth just happened? Can the director rewind that for us?”
The professional director quickly rewound, even though he had no idea what had happened; he just sought out the highlights.
As the footage played back, he shifted perspectives, and lo and behold, the Wind God stood atop the ruins, casually saying something and snapping his fingers.
“This is his signature move to set off the explosives! When did he hide so many bombs?! And how did he escape that danger?!”
This was turning into a nightmare for the director…
Clearly, they couldn’t see how he escaped, as there was no way to switch to the worm’s mouth perspective. But they did uncover how he set up the bombs.
They focused on the last spot where the worm emerged, the giant mouth that had swallowed the Wind God.
On the circular walls of that hole were clear signs of digging, and the presence of many stones indicated they were all explosives.
Huang the Half-Sage: “So, in the end, this position was something the Wind God planned beforehand.”
Guang: “Right! This Boss set a trap to catch the Wind God off guard. But the Wind God turned the tables, playing into the Boss’s psychology, laying his bombs in advance, and all he had to do was wait for the Boss to take a big bite!”
“Using himself as bait, leading the opponent into his trap—genius! Absolutely genius!”
“I’d like to ask Young Master Hua, as a top player, how do you rate the Wind God’s moves here?”
The suddenly spotlighted Young Master Hua panicked completely.
Hearing the question made him even more anxious.
I’m just a cash shop player; how can I criticize someone else’s insane play?!
“I think this game should be played like this! Be stealthy when it’s time to be stealthy, go all out when it’s time to charge, play dirty when appropriate, and trample when required.”
“Young Master Hua’s summary is spot-on! His words are grounded in reality. The high-end way of saying it would be: ‘Mastering stability, bravery, strategy, and strength all in one’. It’s a very high compliment to our Wind God.”
“Right, Guang is right!” Hua hurriedly chimed in, trying to stay under the radar.
“I have another question! We know how he set the bombs, but when exactly did he do it?”
At this point, the director had already predicted that someone wouldn’t let him off the hook. He had gone back to check and found the timestamp.
Quickly, the video showed the Wind God circling around outside the church before entering, turning in dizzying circles.
It was a brief clip, but with the caption: “Circling for over ten times.”
“Wow~” Huang the Half-Sage inhaled sharply, “The Wind God’s move; he was planning to blow up the church from the start!”
Who’s ever heard of a good-hearted Boss before even encountering it, just laying down circles of explosives at the Boss’s front door?
“Truly stealthy, truly crafty… uh, I mean! Truly stable and strategic! I reckon he wanted to scout the area first, and if everything looked good, he planned to blow both the Boss and the church sky high. But he didn’t expect to collide directly with the Boss and blew the church first.”
“Then he realized he might be able to solo the Boss, so he just went ahead and gave it a try.”
“Finally, he found that this worm was just begging for a big smack!”
“‘Brilliant!’”
With all this laid out, the viewers finally understood.
The screen flooded with comments: ‘Brilliant!’
