Chapter 572. The Melancholic of Sword of Light
Well, with many bosses, come many drops. Investors would even walk through the valley of shadows just to earn 100% or 200% profit deals. In comparison, equipment damage that players had to pay on death was nothing compared to the chance of obtaining a boss’ loot!
Hence, after a short session of panic and confusion, players made a huge come back when they realized the benefits of rushing up to the bosses.
Such a scene had made even the calm Zhang Yang shocked. It was something he had never had expected. Zhang Yang could not help but shake his head in disappointment. A fool would always commit a fool’s deed. They knew nothing about the danger of the boss, hence the absence of fear. The space in their hearts had been completely filled by greed. F*ck logic!
However! It was good!
Is it not greed that causes most wars? Greed and the will to live are yin and yang. Both emotions could instill a zealous fervor that would drive a man to fight.
The burst damage inflicted by hundreds of bosses at the same time was of nuke-level. After each wave of attack, players would die at the rate of a few 100,000s at a time. It could not be helped. The Zergert Mammoth AoE attacks were too strong. One stomp could kill as many as a thousand players. Note that there 800 of them were spread across the islands, enhancing their overall killing power.
"Dive! Dive into the sea! Fan out! Try not to group together! The damage dealt by the mammoth would be reduced by half in the water." Zhang Yang soared into the sky and bellowed to everyone around him.
One man’s voice is nothing but as tiny pop in the midst of an explosion. However, when 40,000 players scream their lungs out, it was an explosion above another explosion. Their voices could even dampen the noisy cries of the monsters.
During times of war, soldiers would be extremely receptive to one man’s voice, their commander. Instantly, players around ran into the water and forced the attacking monsters to split up.