The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

One after another, demonic dragons descended upon the world, charging forward recklessly, fearlessly attacking both minions and heroes, breathing fire. If a lane was empty, two Lords were enough to clear it; if two weren't enough, there was another, after all, it was enhanced with three waves of power.

The Lord is not only useful, dealing high damage and having high health, but it's also incredibly overpowered. Xiang Yu pushes it, Luna attacks, Mi Yue and Pineapple fight hard, and Zhong Kui keeps hammering away. After barely surviving three waves of Lords, the Dark Tyrant, which descends at ten minutes, is targeted by Han Cheng and his team. Although the buff it provides only increases attack power and spell power, it's still incredibly powerful, making it a highly contested item—at least better than nothing.

Dark Baby (let's call him that for now) had his health reduced to half, and the enemy team was probably almost done for. As the jungler, Luna started to move towards the dragon pit, and the others also rushed over.

"Three, two, one!" Luna silently counted to three. If everything were normal, the Dark Baby's health should be low enough to take it down. Unfortunately, Han Xin had been watching from outside the whole time, and she couldn't check on it. Now that he was finally gone, Luna first threw in a mark with her first skill. It should be able to mark it, so she could refresh it after using her ultimate skill inside. If she couldn't get it, she could still escape unscathed.

However, a small, pitch-black circle told Luna that she had entered the underworld.

"Trap!" That was the first word that came to Luna's mind. Just now, when Han Cheng and the others had reduced the Dark Baby to less than half health, they stopped attacking it and instead gave Luna the illusion that the Tyrant was about to die, thus luring Luna into the trap.

The ultimate skill has indeed been refreshed, but Luna can no longer escape.

As soon as Luna landed, Han Xin lifted her up. Before she even landed, a pink tornado appeared beneath her feet—it was Xiao Qiao. Then, she was ganged up on by the five of them.

Luna died within seconds.

The opposing team knew Luna had been eliminated. Without the jungler's Smite, Luna had sold her jungle item in order to secure the dragon, since the jungle item was practically useless in the late game and it was better to buy another item. Furthermore, Ashe prioritizes heroes with Smite, and securing the dragon is no easy feat. With one less player, it was even more difficult, and Han Cheng and his teammates might still be at full health. While the opposing team wanted to give up the dragon, they also knew that doing so would put them at a greater disadvantage and could potentially lead to a collapse. If they succeeded in securing the dragon, they would even the score; if they failed, at least they could still take down a few of the players weakened by Dark Baby.

"Hmm, perfect!" The group thought to themselves, then recalculated the Tyrant's health before charging headlong into the dragon's enclosure.

However, not long after Xiang Yu, Zhong Kui, Mi Yue, and Pineapple charged into the small dragon circle, several circles appeared under their feet.

The group was initially confused, but quickly realized it was Wu Zetian's ultimate skill. This ultimate came at the perfect time; the opponents were all stunned before they could react. Then came Han Xin and Xiao Qiao, this time with Sun Wukong's ultimate, followed by Yu Ji's first skill. Unfortunately, Yu Ji lacked crowd control, and finally, a barrage of attacks from all five, plus the roar of the low-health Dark Baby, quickly felled three of them. The last one, Xiang Yu, barely held on, was then toyed with to death by that annoying Sun Wukong. "I'll pick you! I'll pick you!" Xiang Yu tumbled and weaved, quickly falling to Han Xin's spear.

"To think that I, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, would fall to the spear of a mere man, is truly unfortunate!" Xiang Yu thought to himself.

A five-for-zero exchange, plus securing the Tyrant—a corrupted Tyrant at that—allowed Han Cheng's team to wipe out the enemy team in one fell swoop. It must be said, Wu Zetian's ultimate skill was incredibly powerful this time. Aside from the stacked damage from the close proximity of the enemies, simply controlling four of them gave Han Cheng's team the ability to wipe out the opposing team.

The monkey got a triple kill, Xiao Qiao got a kill, and Han Xin killed Xiang Yu. No one intentionally gave away kills, so no pentakill occurred.

"Victory!" Looking at this hard-won victory, the group showed a long-lost smile (though it had only been a few minutes, maybe twenty minutes at most).

"Phew! We finally won!" Xu Xiaomeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's mainly because my Han Xin is so skilled, his crowd control is amazing! Every time the enemy team gets wiped out, it's because of me," Sun Wukong said shamelessly.

"Get out of here! Your Han Xin is so bad, you can't even play it as well as an elementary school student!" the fat man couldn't help but mock.

"What did you say? My noob Han Xin is worse than a primary school student? I admit, my Han Xin isn't good, but he can still beat a primary school student, right?" Sun Wukong stared at the fat man with a serious face. (So what if he's a primary school student? Let me tell you, primary school students aren't necessarily synonymous with noobs. I've seen a primary school student in my clan post a picture, with that noble Platinum rank 6, and the title was "Who says primary school students are bad? Are you as high-ranked as me? Are you as handsome as me?" He even attached a ridiculous photo of himself. That guy really made us primary school students look good! No, not us, I'm not a primary school student, that was more than ten years ago).

"Can your Han Xin beat Xiao Chengzi? Xiao Chengzi is a genuine elementary school student, a Young Pioneer!" The fat man finished speaking and then struck a demonstration pose in front of Han Cheng.

"What? I'm a primary school student? Fatty, that's so unfair of you! You guys have a great chat, there's no need to drag me into it!" Han Cheng said.

"That's right, that's right, Little Orange, let's take care of him together!" Sun Wukong said.

"Hmm, good idea!" Han Cheng made a strange expression that sent chills down the fat man's spine.

"Alright, alright! That's enough. Actually, the most effective control we had just received was from Ye Bing. Do you guys have any objections to me saying that?" The fat man quickly waved his hand to signal Han Cheng and Sun Hou to stop.

"Hmm, that's more like it!" Han Cheng and Sun Hou said, arms crossed.

"Alright, it's getting dark, my mom will probably be calling me home for dinner soon, let's go back first! There's still one more day tomorrow!" Xu Xiaomeng said, then made a cute face. Sun Wukong Fatty looked on in a daze, but was met with a sharp look from Xu Xiaomeng, which scared the two of them into quickly looking away.

"Alright then!" Han Cheng stood up, rested his head on his arm, and prepared to leave, but Sun Wukong seemed to have thought of something.

"Wait a minute!" Sun Wukong deliberately lowered his head (to show off), "Little Orange, I saw you playing monkeys quite well just now, but you're still lacking in skill. How about a solo match with me, Sun Wukong?"

"Uh, Monkey, are you running a fever?" Han Cheng turned his head to look at Sun Wukong, who hadn't yet raised his head.