Chapter 550: No More Tricks, Only Victory
Chapter 550: No More Tricks, Only Victory
Being able to take down Elder Eagle without taking a single hit was the ideal outcome. Against a Level 70 Gold-tier boss like Elder Eagle Morta, it wasn’t strictly necessary. Marcus already had more than enough damage to bring the boss down in a straightforward fight if he played it well. There was no real need to complicate things.Still, if he could develop the skill to defeat powerful enemies without taking damage, it would become invaluable later. Sooner or later, he would have to face Mythic and even Divine Beasts, opponents that wouldn’t forgive a single mistake. Mastering that kind of precision now could mean the difference between life and death later. Knowing your own strengths and limits was always the first step toward defeating an enemy.
Besides, although Knight was still the class he loved most, he had already chosen Mountain Roarer as his subclass. Ignoring half of his abilities would be foolish. He needed to fully understand both classes and find a way to blend them together naturally in combat. One plus one shouldn’t just equal two; it should become something even greater.
Unfortunately, Elder Eagle’s senses were simply too sharp. Wraith Shadow wasn’t enough to fool him, so that strategy would have to wait for bosses with weaker perception.
By now, Lily and FreshwindElara had already restored Marcus to full health, but instead of rushing back into battle, he remained near the entrance, quietly observing the battlefield.
Maybe... there was still a weakness he hadn’t noticed.
Out in the hall, Elder Eagle continued cutting through everything in his path. Razor-sharp feather blades flashed through the air as Pebble desperately tried to hold on, but his health had already fallen below half. Then the boss suddenly closed the distance.
"Eagle’s Peck!"
Three lightning-fast sword strikes landed almost instantly, moving with the same relentless rhythm as Marcus’s own Triple Surge: -3000, -3500, -3200. Nearly ten thousand damage in the blink of an eye, and Pebble collapsed before he had any chance to recover.
Together, Marcus and Pebble had only managed to shave 13,580 HP off Elder Eagle’s enormous health bar; this boss was no pushover.
After finishing Pebble, Elder Eagle slowly surveyed the hall. His sharp eyes quickly found the two Sea Demon Souls and five Royal Sorcerers standing farther away. Without hesitation, he pivoted, spread his wings, and launched himself into the air, sword gleaming as he dived toward them like a hunting hawk.