It was originally prepared to be drunk during the final battle, but now, in this situation, it is impossible not to drink it.
After gulping down the strength potion, he immediately chased after those three players. Before long, he disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.
As Grayfist was struggling to escape, he glanced at Steve's situation. Seeing that the place where Steve was just now was empty, he was completely stunned.
"What the hell?! Where is he?!"
Grayfist had been counting on Steve to save him, but he never expected that Steve, along with Black Blade's three subordinates, would all disappear.
"This is bad!"
Not seeing Steve and Black Blade's subordinates now meant only one thing. Those three people ran away, and Steve went after them.
But for Grayfist, this was absolutely the worst outcome.
For over a minute after drinking the speed potion, Grayfist had been trying to interfere with Black Blade. He had also used up a lot of supplies from his backpack.
It was all to hold Black Blade back.
Things that could have been used for offense, Grayfist had basically used entirely for defense and disruption.
Meanwhile, Black Blade had barely used any supplies.
From the perspective of resources, Grayfist was already at a disadvantage.
Even if Steve managed to return in time to help and the two of them worked together to kill Black Blade, Grayfist's supplies would still be completely insufficient to deal with Steve.
After all, if Steve was able to come back, that would mean he had already killed those three players. Which meant all of Black Blade's backup supplies were now in Steve's hands.
How could he possibly win now?
And this was assuming Steve wasn't planning anything against him. If Steve deliberately stalled for time, Grayfist would definitely die under Black Blade's twin axes.
"Damn it! So no matter what, I'm dead?!"
At this thought, Grayfist saw that the speed potion's effect had less than ten seconds left.
He immediately felt discouraged.
Just as he was about to stop defending and go all-in, suddenly, behind Black Blade, purple particle effects appeared.
The moment the particles disappeared, in the next second, Steve appeared behind Black Blade.
Seeing Steve appear, Grayfist's eyes almost teared up. At this moment, in Grayfist's eyes, Steve was like an angel. He had never found Steve so pleasing to look at before.
Grayfist was about to say something, but seeing Steve already raising his axe and swinging at Black Blade, he immediately shut his mouth.
Steve had appeared behind Black Blade silently, meaning Black Blade probably hadn't noticed him yet. This was their best chance to turn the tables.
Grayfist watched as Steve's axe was about to cleave into the back of Black Blade's head.
But Black Blade suddenly sidestepped, dodging the fatal strike.
"Shit! He noticed?!"
Grayfist had thought he was hiding well, but in reality, just now, his wide, watery, starry-eyed stare at Black Blade's back—any idiot could tell what was happening.
Although Steve's attack had missed, his arrival had brought a turning point to the battlefield.
Black Blade was indeed strong, but his strength lay in offense. His attacks were incredibly fierce—when facing him one-on-one, a person would be completely overwhelmed.
But with two people fighting him, it was a different story.
He couldn't maintain both offense and defense at the same time, so he was bound to expose weaknesses. Moreover, Steve had plenty of supplies, and together with Grayfist, they could definitely take down Black Blade.
Grayfist and Steve exchanged a glance and immediately understood each other's intent.
Just as they were about to launch an attack on Black Blade together, a sharp "crack" sounded, like the shattering of a glass bottle.
The moment the glass bottle shattered, all three of their health bars instantly dropped by half!
"A splash damage potion?!"
"What the hell?! Is this lunatic even trying to kill himself?!"
The bottle had, of course, been thrown by Black Blade. His actions left Steve and Grayfist utterly speechless.
The two of them had seen a lot, but this was the first time they had ever witnessed someone using a splash damage potion like this.
Black Blade's approach was truly something no normal person would do.
This was literally harming himself while harming others, like sacrificing a hundred of his own troops just to take down a hundred enemies.
Steve and Grayfist were both so stunned by Black Blade's move that they momentarily froze.
Steve instinctively pulled back. Black Blade's tactics were just too bizarre—he wasn't following any normal playstyle. Steve had no idea what Black Blade would do next, so he naturally didn't dare to stay too close.
Grayfist, like Steve, was preparing to pull away. But then he realized that at some point, his foot had already been hooked by Black Blade's fishing rod!
"Shit!"
Black Blade yanked hard, pulling Grayfist—who was mid-air retreating—back down.
Grayfist crashed face-first into the ground. As soon as he got up, Black Blade's twin axes were already inches from his face!
"It's over!"
At that moment, Grayfist finally understood the purpose of Black Blade's "madness."
Just now, when Steve and Grayfist fought him together, Black Blade had been at a clear disadvantage. If the two of them attacked at the same time, Black Blade would struggle to defend himself. So, he had used the splash damage potion. Since all three of them were in close proximity, all three of them took damage.
Steve and Grayfist, despite their experience, had never encountered such an unpredictable tactic before. Their reflexive reaction to the sudden loss of health was to create distance.
Black Blade's move had interrupted their attack rhythm and given himself an opening. And the moment he threw the potion, his fishing rod was already hooking towards Grayfist.
Steve, having retreated, wouldn't be able to attack immediately.
Black Blade only needed to quickly finish off Grayfist to break free from being outnumbered. Black Blade's strategy was simply too advanced—normal people couldn't even keep up with his thinking.
Even someone as skilled as Steve and Grayfist couldn't keep up.
Black Blade was an extreme-style player, and his style was relentless aggression. He knew defense was his weak point. So, he never put himself in a defensive position.
If he ever found himself in a defensive situation, he would use every means possible to turn the tide and stay on the offensive.
Clearly, Black Blade executed his extreme strategy very successfully.
At this moment, Steve and Grayfist had both fallen into his trap. Steve was slightly better off—since he had been behind, Black Blade hadn't given him the first death slot. Black Blade could have hooked Steve instead, and Steve wouldn't have reacted in time either.
But after being toyed with by Grayfist for so long—Grayfist's legs never stopped moving, and neither did his mouth.
His constant, shameless taunts and mockery were like Teemo sprinting around you, laughing "hahaha" nonstop.
Even as calm as Black Blade was, he was still human. Anyone would snap after being tormented like that for so long.
There's a saying: "The teamfight can be lost, but Teemo must die."
That was exactly Black Blade's mindset now. But clearly, Black Blade was in absolute control—he might not even lose this teamfight.
At that moment, Black Blade's twin axes came slashing down, heading straight for Grayfist's face.
You walk by the river long enough, and eventually, you'll get wet.
Grayfist was finally about to face judgment. He knew he was in a no-win situation. His shield had long since broken, and he had no blocks or slabs left in his inventory to block the attack.
Only a few loaves of bread remained—he couldn't exactly block an axe with bread, could he?
In this life-or-death moment, Grayfist finally pulled out his last-durability golden axe.
It looked like he was about to make one last stand. Just as he drew the axe, he did something that took Black Blade by surprise.
Instead of blocking, he threw the axe at Black Blade.
Maybe he was too nervous, because his aim was off. The golden axe flew past Black Blade's ear.
Just as Black Blade thought Grayfist had missed, Grayfist grinned wickedly.
"Youthful Black Blade, did you drop this golden axe or this iron—"
Before he could finish, Black Blade's twin axes fell. Grayfist's health bar instantly vanished, and he collapsed.
Having finished off Grayfist, Black Blade turned to face Steve.
But when he turned, he found Steve already charging at him with an iron axe and a golden axe raised.
Black Blade had no time to react as the twin axes struck his head, his health instantly dropped to zero.
The moment Black Blade fell, the match timer stopped.
Final Time: [01:13:56]
Remaining Players: [1]
Fireworks burst into the sky—
A new champion had been crowned.
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