The other Support was to coordinate with the AD and use control to provide protection.
This place was completely different.
The ADC was hooked.
As a Support, shouldn't you protect the ADC?
But ADC? What was that? Who cared?
He directly shone on Ember's face and went up.
Not enough distance? Then he would flash up.
As an ADC, Ember was not afraid of other Support players. He could just go up and kill him. However, Pantheon was different. After returning home, he bought two longswords.
His equipment was even better than Cinder's. How could he not care about such a person?
Moreover, that passive…
It made Jin's face turn red.
It was not easy to fire a red bullet, but the moment it landed on Pantheon's body...
The familiar handwriting silenced the crowd.
Block!
It was blocked.
Without this bullet, Ember was basically half useless.
At the same time, Little Cannon had recovered from his stun. At this moment, Able had shut himself in. He had never seen such a support before.
His previous support was basically a soft support.
There were very few Thresh Androids. If not for this, he would not have had to resort to the trick of using the A. Now... what was this Support?
Like a ghost.
However, it was all thanks to him.
Ember did not have the energy to care about this small cannon, which allowed him to survive.
And at this time.
That was the best time to counterattack. Little Cannon had hooked over, and Ash happened to be within Little Cannon's attack range. The damage landed on Ash.
Hide?
With Pantheon's stun, how could he dodge?
As his HP gradually decreased, finally…the moment the stun ended, Ember immediately used Flash. However, at the moment of Flash, a figure sat on Ember's face. This was Little Cannon's displacement.
And this was already tower jumping.
Kill, resounding.
Pao took the first kill of the match.
The feeling of taking the head should be pretty good.
However, he felt extremely aggrieved now.
Using himself as bait, he had to rush into the tower to find trouble with Ember and jump out in the end. Pantheon, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened and continued to attack.
"What the f * ck…is this how you play support? Are you playing like a support? Tell me, who is like this to you? Shouldn't you be protecting the ADC?"
The soul asked three questions, but…Wang Fan calmly said,""Do you have an advantage now?"
"Yes!"
"Then what did you say?"
All the questions, all the doubts, because of this sentence, Able could not say a word.
What the f * ck? Can't you talk now that you have an advantage?
Able: " Then you told me not to speak. No matter what, you have to do something that a support should do, right?”
Wang Fan rolled his eyes." What a Support should do is to create an advantage for the ADC…for the team. Now that you have an advantage, what else do you want?"”
For a moment, Able's face turned a little green.
This was the most aggrieved time, but what Wang Fan said was f * cking reasonable.
The first wave, one blood.
In the second wave, Xiao Pao took the kill.
Without the ADC, the remaining Androids could do nothing but watch as the turret's HP was taken away.
And... Pantheon had a trump card.
That was the aftershock.
After one wave, the HP of the defensive tower was reduced by nearly half.
" You're tearing down the tower a little too fast," Evil Wind couldn't help but say." There's something wrong with your talent, isn't there?"”
Wang Fan: " Determination sorcery, stun can trigger aftershock, javelin can trigger burn. Such talent, whether it's consumption or fighting, will give Pantheon an absolute advantage.”
With one sentence, Evil Wind understood.
No wonder Pantheon wanted to fight so badly. There was an aftershock.
As long as he triggered the stun, Pantheon was basically invincible, especially in the early stages.
Evil Wind understood, and so did Able.
He understood, but the feeling of grievance didn't lessen at all.
As an AD, he had no dignity at all.
Not only did he have to listen to Wang Fan's commands, but he also had to get the soldiers to give it to him. In addition to the passive effect of the Holy Shield, he would also eat some extra money. Able dared not say anything about this.
Pantheon was definitely a big brother now.
Big brother?
Who dared to provoke him?
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for killing 10 minions. Your proficiency with Pantheon has increased to King level.
"A king tier?"
Wang Fan muttered.
His gaze fell on the screen and looked at the robot that was hiding under the tower.
"You can cross the tower," Wang Fan said indifferently.”
“？？？？”
At that time, Able wondered if he had heard wrongly.
Tower jumping?
Could this be crossed?
But, I'm sorry.
Pantheon had no intention of explaining.
That was…taking the initiative.
At that time, Able gritted his teeth.
He was only level five, and he was already crossing the tower?
Wasn't this courting death?
However…the moment he jumped over the tower, Able seemed to understand. It seemed that Wang Fan was not very rational, but Wang Fan knew better than anyone else that Wang Fan had a layer of passive. He had taken a flat attack from the defensive tower.
At the moment of the stun, the stun refreshed and negated the damage from the second turret attack.
Then, he released all the remaining skills.
Was this the third passive?
During this time, Pantheon had taken two damage from the turret.
However, there was enough time.
Four seconds was enough to take care of a robot.
And... Pantheon's health had reached the bottom line.
Able wanted to heal him, but Wang Fan rejected him.""No need!"
The moment the spear touched the minion, the shield flashed on Pantheon's body. The shield that usually didn't have a sense of existence was now so eye-catching.
Wang Fan said indifferently,"I'm passive."”
For a moment, Able was stunned.
Is this your family's silver?
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