A white Frost Dragon the size of a thumb crashed into Matcha's back. Matcha shivered as his thought process slowed down.
Matcha suddenly realized that his mind was unable to keep up with the speed of the game. He was assassinated a few times in a row by assassins and he could not even activate a skill before he died from the attack. It made him so angry he started meowing in rage.
Zhao Yao smiled slightly. He pointed a finger and a white dragon the size of his arm shot towards Matcha's back.
Matcha's thought process slowed down again in that instant. He stared at his phone in front of him in a daze. It took a while for him to press on the phone screen again and he only did that occasionally from then on.
The hero that he controlled in the game turned into an idiot instantly as he would be killed by his enemy after taking a few steps out.
