The map this time was a little complex. It was the sort of map with irregular geography, peculiar monsters and strange weather.
When Ruling Sword entered the match, they found themselves standing in a cottage. Outside, rain poured down heavily. Fat Monkey’s face immediately turned green — how could you make a Fire Mage fall in love with a place like this?
Lu Li wasn’t impressed either; he was a Thief. His tracks were much easier to spot in the rain.
Of course, the rain wouldn’t cause his Stealth to fail, otherwise, there would be no Thieves left. What the rain impacted was the effect of Stealth – there was a greater chance for his opponents to detect his.
"Is this bad luck?" Fat Monkey asked helplessly.
A fireball appeared from the tip of his staff and flew out. It landed onto a dried branch on the side and only caused a spark.
The damage was reduced by at least 10%.
