My Players Are So Fierce

1420: 479.

The Last Moments of the Unlucky Guy Tearing Flesh

1420: 479.

The Last Moments of the Unlucky Guy Tearing Flesh

What’s more thrilling than defeating a BOSS at the last moment?

Of course, it’s when an even tougher and unbeatable BOSS appears right where you just beat the previous one!

The first one to encounter “the Defiled King of Bone Biting” from No Hands Needed to Show Off was instantly killed, but the message he sent out at the last moment made all the players still resting in the ruins turn their heads.

What?

The final BOSS in the dungeon is a Gold Stage Undead?

Damn!

How are we supposed to fight this?!

The developers have definitely lost their minds due to too much pressure, f**king hell, creating a Gold monster in a dungeon?

That’s a messed-up move no one could think of even with a decade of brain embolisms!

Just tell us straight you don’t intend us to clear it.

“No wait!

Don’t panic!”

As everyone was about to flee, Little Brother Fu flew in on a Scorpion Lion carrying Brother Cat who had broken his leg, shouting:

“The King of Bone Biting BOSS has a ‘Fierce Sun Burn’ debuff!

It continuously loses health due to that effect!

It stacked up that effect by passing through a sunlit area.

Once it enters the shadows, the effect disappears and it begins to slowly regenerate health!

We’re not supposed to fight this BOSS head-on!

Guys, kite it around, look for places bathed in sunlight!

Hurry!

This is the real strategy for this BOSS!

It’s called kiting, get it?

All ranged fighters, get moving, kite it, melee fighters, keep away!

You’ll be insta-killed!

Everyone else, kill the minor mobs around, don’t let them interfere with the kiting process!

Also, the Swamp Giant Snake collapsed the town’s ground and left many poison pits, and Golden Flower folks’ gunfire has left craters on the ground.

Be careful when you kite, don’t get near those areas.”

“F**k, another terrain-based battle?”

Stick Brother complained bitterly but gained confidence after figuring out the BOSS’s tactics.

This dude sprang up with wings, pulled out a shotgun from behind, and facing the King of Bone Biting chasing players fleeing in shadows, fury flashed in his eyes.

If this battle for Plague Town represents the strategic contest between players and developers, then this moment marks the decisive battle to determine the winner.

They had pushed forward for a month and sacrificed many to reach this point; no one wanted to lose now, and nobody was going to surrender voluntarily.

Just a severely crippled Gold Stage Undead with a horrible debuff, right?

Just do it!

Stick Brother quickly flapped his wings closer, raised his shotgun, and shot at the King of Bone Biting ahead while shouting:

“Sun Zei, come at me!”

“Roar!”

Hit by the Burning Gold Bullet in the head but not sustaining more damage, the King of Bone Biting violently turned around.

It stopped chasing the little players, its eerie gaze locked on to Stick Brother, and its shrunken nostrils twitched.

It seemed to sense something extremely repulsive from Stick Brother and lunged towards him with a roar.

Stick Brother immediately retreated to dodge, guided by Little Brother Fu and Little Wei Ming in the air, leading this creature towards another sunlit column.

But it was fast!

In just a few seconds, it got close to Stick Brother, still fiercely flying.

Just as it almost caught up, Stick Brother turned around and fired a shot to slow it but to no avail.

At this critical moment, a wave of Spiritual Energy descended, covering Stick Brother and boosting his speed by half in an instant, barely escaping the King of Bone Biting’s pounce.

Seeing the “Wild Speed” buff suddenly appearing on him, Stick Brother, using his agile movements and pulling tricks, looked outward instinctively.

And there he saw a Wind Eagle carrying a familiar figure passing through the sky, the slim figure’s hooded but the blood-colored band over the eyes distinctly visible.

“My great master, look at you, struggling in the mud; I’ve never seen a vampire love rolling in mud as you do, utterly disgraceful.

But don’t worry.

The Blood Covenant binds me to not let you face the battlefield alone.”

Melia’s voice resounded in Stick Brother’s heart, saying:

“Don’t be frightened by the remnants of the King of Bone Biting, I can feel the heart of the Wolf Poison Vampire within it has been utterly destroyed, it’s merely moving with difficulty using its last bit of midnight blessing.

You and your companions must persist until it loses the last bit of Spiritual Energy support and rests again.

Of course, the burning touch of the sunlight can speed up this process.”

“Got it.”

Stick Brother felt even more confident.

Of course, part of this confidence might be because his machismo does not allow him to show weakness in front of his “servant.”

Meanwhile, above the higher clouds of Plague Town, Phemys waved the Night Howling Staff wielding Spiritual Energy to burst open the cloud layer again, letting the sunlight accurately fall on the ground in front of Stick Brother, guiding him on the kiting path, then quickly tended to the injured Murphy sitting on a magic carpet beside her.

The Vampire Lord was quite pitiable now.

His whole body looked like it had been through a wringer, the excellent armor torn and tattered, not to mention the handsome face marked by ugly scars from the King of Bone Biting’s claws.

Luckily, the vampire’s self-healing was taking effect, and with the Origin Blood in Murphy’s hand, a small vial drunk, his severe injuries quickly mended.