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Chapter 619 - 620: 7 Minutes Left_1

Chapter 619: Chapter 620: 7 Minutes Left_1

Rather than quarreling with the Feixue Legion, it’s better for the fans to save some Cliff Currency to gift Li Changlin later.

"Am I, Li Changlin, really destined to end in failure!" Not willing to accept it, Li Changlin felt incredibly unwilling in his heart.

Although he still had a Lucky Bread, which might change the outcome, Lucky Bread only has a five-minute duration.

Now, with more than half a minute to go before the hour, even if he used the Lucky Bread right now, what would he do in the remaining three-plus minutes?

And if he really chose to give up and wait until the last five minutes to use the Lucky Bread, by then his health might be at its limits, and with just one round of attacks, the enemy could put him to death.

This battle, it really couldn’t continue!

Under everyone’s persuasion, Li Changlin felt himself wavering.

"No, Changlin." Suddenly, Eyes Within Eyes shouted, "Do you remember our first battle? Back then, we thought we were going to lose, but in the end, Brother Feng Xu made a powerful appearance and suppressed those clowns."

"But Brother Feng Xu isn’t here today!"

"Yes, if Brother Feng Xu was here, those clowns wouldn’t dare to challenge Changlin!"

ˇ, Unreachable and Luxurious Silk also felt frustrated thinking about this.

It was truly a pitiful and disappointing situation—the Feixue Legion was just too shameless.

"True, Brother Feng Xu isn’t here, but on the Endless live streaming platform, there is more than one Brother Feng Xu." Suddenly, Eyes Within Eyes said something astonishing, speaking solemnly.

"Eyes Within Eyes, what do you mean by that?"

"Eyes Within Eyes, are you thinking there are other powerful Princes?"

Upon hearing this, the other Four Great Protectors were all on edge.

If there really was a powerful Prince willing to step in, then perhaps they could truly help Li Changlin endure this hour.

As for winning or losing, nobody was really thinking about it, because it simply wasn’t realistic.

Currently, the Feixue Legion had nearly two hundred thousand members ready for battle.

Meanwhile, looking at Li Changlin’s side, there were just over ten thousand loyal fans.

To be honest, the two sides simply weren’t on the same level.

Li Changlin was just a Family, while Feixue was a Legion.

One of the Four Great Protectors of the Endless live streaming platform, and a top-ranking one at that.

In the entire platform, perhaps only the Silver Light Legion could contend with them.

For some reason, during Li Changlin’s two battles, Silver Light had not intervened.

Regarding this, everyone just thought about it briefly and then let it go.

The pressing matter at hand was whether Eyes Within Eyes could get a powerful figure to come out or not.

After all, there were indeed many powerful experts on the Endless live streaming platform.

If Eyes Within Eyes truly knew one or two of them, they might be able to severely hit the Feixue Legion in the face.

Not to talk about winning, just by enduring this hour, they could deal a great blow to the Feixue Legion’s reputation.

Plus, they could cause them to lose a large sum of money.

"No, I don’t know any powerful Princes." However, Eyes Within Eyes shook her head.

Hearing this, everyone felt a sense of despair.

And at that moment, the Feixue Legion’s second attack came crashing in violently.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh

In an instant, Li Changlin’s health dropped by another two hundred thousand.

Three hundred thousand health points.

At this moment, Li Changlin’s throne had only three hundred thousand health points left.

Although on the surface it appeared that Li Changlin’s health was a hundred thousand more than before.

But now, there were only five people left to defend Li Changlin’s throne.

Half of the protectors were lost, and one of them even chose to give up actively as an undercover.

This situation only made everyone feel more desperate.

"Stop struggling, Li Changlin, just accept your fate!"

"Haha, fighting against our Feixue Legion, Li Changlin, you’ll die a miserable death."

"Oh my god, this time I can win 150,000 Cliff Currency, I’m so excited."

"Thanks, Li Changlin, after I win the money, I’ll go and send you a 200 Cliff Currency gift, you loser."

"Hehe, I’m just here to watch Li Changlin die!"

Watching Li Changlin’s throne’s health decreasing increasingly, many betting players couldn’t help but mock and ridicule one after another.

Even some stayed within Li Changlin’s camp.

There were already quite a number of people in Li Changlin’s livestream room when the battle started, and gradually, more and more people joined.

However, some were only following Li Changlin, while others were purely there for the entertainment.

So for these people, there was no sense of belonging to Li Changlin.

Earlier, it had been discovered that the Feixue Legion had staked a huge sum of 90 million Cliff Currency at the turn of the hour, which led many to place their bets at the same time.

As a result, those who placed bets naturally wanted Li Changlin to lose.

As long as Li Changlin lost at this point, they could win a considerable amount of money.

This was a huge interest, an temptation no one could resist.

Seeing those words in the chat channel, Eyes Within Eyes’ stomach was about to burst with anger.

At this moment, her cooldown was up.

Without giving it much thought, Eyes Within Eyes immediately selected the Shield prop.

"Brothers, even though we might lose, we should lose with dignity. Now, every brother who still has Cliff Currency in their account, don’t give up. We refuse to submit and vow to fight to the death against the Feixue Legion!"

"Right, let’s fight them!"

"Do it!"

"My long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long sword can’t wait any longer!"

"Brothers, charge!"

"Count me in."

They were crazy, truly crazy.

Although Li Changlin’s fans were not rich tycoons or Rich Patrons.

Yet in this moment, they united as one with a mighty battle cry.

Suddenly, a sky-full of Shields flew out.

"Hehe, futile resistance, it’s simply courting death!"

"It’s useless, stop your futile struggles."

"Do it, finish them off!"

"Now brothers, follow my command. First group, fifth group attack, everyone else hold your position, Li Changlin’s throne doesn’t have much health left."

As a flurry of Shields flew through the sky, Rich Patron and the others smirked coldly, those Shields seemed numerous but were actually thrown by ordinary players, not even many.

Under Rich Patron’s command, the members of the Feixue Legion launched another attack.

This wave of attacks was significantly weaker, yet, even so, it still inflicted tens of thousands of damage to Li Changlin’s throne.

The health dropped by another sixty thousand.

And at this point, there were seven minutes left.