Chapter 390: Two Intersecting Paths
“”Tsutomu!””
“Yeah, I’ve got this. [!”
As Garm deflected a hail of flying blood weapons and Amy dodged the relentless pursuit of the blood clones, Tsutomu responded to their calls immediately, wrapping both of them in a protective layer of [.
At that moment, the Corroded Elder Dragon’s presence turned more vile, its miasma thickening further. The blood weapons it wielded began to congeal with an eerie viscosity.
“Daryl, the usual. [ three times. If it doesn’t bite, I’ll try something else.”
“Understood! [!”
Daryl let out three consecutive shouts, each one echoing with battle spirit. For a brief moment, the blood weapons faltered, as if having a moment of confusion-induced hesitation. But they soon resumed their deadly dance, now dividing their assault equally between Garm and Daryl.
Tsutomu’s strategy, refined through both the instinct he had trained from managing aggro in hundreds of parties in Live Dungeon and the numerical theory he had developed in this world, allowed him to create a situation where the Corroded Elder Dragon’s attention was divided between the two Tanks.
Last time, Garm had been overwhelmed, the combined forces of the frenzied blood weapons and the undead-turned Amy driving to the brink, resulting in a critical hit and instant death. But now, with Daryl sharing the burden, even if Amy were to succumb again and got turned into an undead, it would not spell immediate disaster.