“Hahaha, the Elyndorian team is done for! Faced with a multi-nation siege, not even a god could save them!”
In an instant, mockery and insults directed at Serena flooded the internet.
Among them were internet trolls hired by the Prescotts, frantically steering the narrative across various streams and international forums.
They had been harboring a grudge and naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.
A barrage of harsh comments quickly surfaced.
They claimed her actions at the opening ceremony were just a stunt, that she was all talk, that the Elyndorian Captain was nothing special and immediately folded in actual combat.
For a moment, the overwhelming chorus of doom was impossible to suppress.
Phelps was practically bursting with triumph.
Keep pretending, he thought. Let her keep up the act.
He wanted to see just how long Serena could keep this facade going!
Just as the whole world shifted into a mocking frenzy, and just as Phelps believed victory was assured and prepared to launch the final, fatal strike.
Serena, who had been leaning lazily against her chair with an infuriatingly calm expression, slowly sat up straight.
Her hands, which had been resting casually on the keyboard, suddenly pressed down in unison.
Her fingers flew across the keys, moving at a speed so blindingly fast it was hard to track.
Her gaze locked onto the screen, the faint smile on her lips now pure ice.
“Since they refuse to respect the rules of the game, there's no need to play defensively anymore.”
Her cool voice was unhurried, yet the speed of her hands never wavered. “Now, on my command, uninstall all defense systems. Divert all core processing power to the offensive front.”
As lines of code flowed from her fingertips, she slammed the Enter key.
She lifted her gaze, looking back at the Elyndorian competitors behind her. “Do you trust me?”
The girl's voice still held that lazy, casual drawl.
Those words left the global audience, the live spectators, and even the international judges and officials completely dumbfounded.
Only one thought echoed in everyone's minds.
Everyone assumed that the competitors on the Elyndorian team would never follow such an absurd order.
But... what shocked everyone even more was what happened after the Captain of the Elyndorian team issued her final command.
Out of the thirty Elyndorian competitors, not a single one raised an objection.
There wasn't even a trace of hesitation.
In fact... the moment the Elyndorian Captain gave the word.
The eyes of every Elyndorian competitor burned with absolute conviction and fierce zeal.
It was as if they had finally been thrown a lifeline.
They all sat back into their stations, straightened up, and immediately executed their tasks.
Without exception, they followed Serena’s orders perfectly.
Every last one of them abandoned their defenses, converting their total processing power into an all-out assault.

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