The match ended with chaos.
Bullets. Smoke. Explosions.
In the end, ShadowReign barely took the win.
Second place.
Again.
Back in the Underground arena, teams silently reviewed their matches.
No cheering.
No celebrations.
Only analysis.
Because here, everyone knew one thing.
The next match could eliminate anyone.
The Strange Kill Feed
While reviewing the replay, something strange appeared.
A new player name.
"Null."
No team tag.
No record.
But the kill feed showed something unbelievable.
7 eliminations.
All perfect headshots.
Blaze frowned.
"Who is this guy?"
ViperQueen zoomed into the replay.
What we saw made the room go silent.
Null wasn't rushing.
He wasn't hiding.
He was predicting every movement like he could see the future.
Enemies peeked.
Headshot.
Enemies rotated.
Ambush.
Perfect timing.
Even ShadowReign lost two players to him.
GhostZero's Reaction
GhostZero walked over quietly.
For the first time…
He looked serious.
"Null joined the Circuit early."
I looked at him.
"You know him?"
GhostZero nodded slowly.
"He's the reason this league was created."
That sentence hit like a grenade.
Blaze leaned forward.
"You're saying one player forced the creation of the Underground League?"
GhostZero replied calmly.
"He dominated every pro league. Every tournament."
"No one could beat him."
"So the best players in the world created this circuit to stop him."
The Real Problem
ViperQueen stared at the replay again.
"But if that's true… why is he still here?"
GhostZero answered quietly.
"Because no one has stopped him yet."
Next Match – Vikendi Blizzard
The next match loaded.
Map: Vikendi
Heavy snowstorm.
Visibility almost zero.
Footprints everywhere.
Perfect map for hunters.
And somewhere in the storm…
Null was waiting.
The plane crossed the frozen landscape.
Sixteen squads jumped.
The storm swallowed everything.
Five minutes later the kill feed started again.
Null knocked PhantomCore player.
Null eliminated IronPulse leader.
Null double kill.
The speed was terrifying.
Teams weren't fighting him.
They were dying before they could react.
The Encounter
We rotated near an abandoned cabin.
Suddenly…
A single sniper shot echoed through the snowstorm.
Crack.
Blaze instantly dropped.
Headshot.
No warning.
No footsteps.
No gunfight.
Just one bullet.
ViperQueen whispered,
"He found us."
My heartbeat sped up.
For the first time since becoming 1 HP Legend…
I didn't feel excitement.
I felt something else.
Fear.
Because somewhere in the white storm…
A player existed who didn't just predict the game.
He controlled it.
And now…
He was hunting us.