Chapter 185. Leash of the Stead from Hell
For this wave, the guild that got the boss was a guild called Place of Glory, a medium-sized guild that had the maximum member capacity of a level 1 guild, with all 10,000 members present on the battlefield. However, even with that many members, none of them were of decent caliber. The average player's level was only around level 25. The best equipped player only had a full set of level 30 Gray-Silver equipment. It simply wasn't enough for to take on the boss!
Narxus had the same penetrating skill as the smaller monsters. The long spear thrust out and skewered through the players like a series of caramel apple on one long stick. The longitudinal skill damaged the unfortunate players with 5000+ damage, enough to kill of at least 7 to 8 players.
Although that skill was quite formidable, the boss had another skill that was even stronger -- a "sweeping" ulti. One clean sweep with the spear would cause 5000 damage to every player within 10 meters around him. Death would be certain to anyone who was unable to escape that radius.
Within a minute, Palace of Glory had only managed to reduce 12% of the boss' HP, while having their own main attacking force completely wiped out. The remaining lower leveled players had a hard time attacking the high leveled boss. Most of their attacks were nullified since their attacks were unable to exceed the boss' defense. If the battle continued on, the guild would be completely routed before the boss is defeated.
The guild master of Palace of Glory was in hysterics. When the guild first saw the boss was heading towards them, they were ecstatic. But as soon as the boss laid down the first strike and followed up with a "sweeping" skill, all that euphoria was completely replaced with complete despair. The drops from a Gray-Silver boss was great and all, but the at least one must have the capability to defeat it first!
"Palace of Glory has given up on the boss! The boss is now free for all!" The guild master cried out as he led the remaining survivors to retreat to safety.
Zhang Yang slammed the axe into the ground and call out to Hundred Shots. "Snowy b*tch! Follow me! Hundred Shots! Bring a team of ranged attackers and follow me!"
The monsters around Zhang Yang's area had already been defeated. Most of the players here were already resting -- sitting on the ground munching on recovery snacks. Hundred Shots went around the crowd and recruited a few strong Hunters and Spellcasters. One by one, the recruited players summoned their mounts and followed Zhang Yang to the boss.
"Hey! Noob tank! Remember to bring back the horsie for me!" Wei Yan Er yelled.