The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 128 - 128 119 The Lord Goes Red

128: Chapter 119: The Lord Goes Red 128: Chapter 119: The Lord Goes Red [Cyclops Conqueror • Aihad, Level 38]

[Life: 11950/12000]

“Continue!”

The Cyclops’s defensive power was very high, five Fireballs had only taken off 50 drops of blood, but the result excited the Undead.

As long as it works!

Even if they increased the speed to the fastest without any errors, it would still take about ten-plus minutes per round, able to remove 600 blood per round.

They just needed 20 rounds, roughly maintaining this high frequency of continuous bombardment for three to four hours, then they could successfully grind the Cyclops to death.

Magic Potion was prepared, and the recovery speed of the Wizard’s magic wasn’t too slow, so there was no problem at all with endurance.

The light of victory was just in sight!

Flames danced in the palm, the dripping high temperature stirred up puffs of white smoke, everyone entered the rhythm, raising their hand to throw, then turning to walk away.

There was no need to look at the results, the ten-plus meters tall giant raging impotently couldn’t cross the stone bridge, it was just there, only able to be beaten.

The “boom” of a huge sound suddenly came, the resulting Storm nearly overturned the front row of Undead, the Cyclops threw a rock in an angry counterattack, missing everyone but the shattered rocks exploded into sporadic bullets, ricocheting inside the mountain path, pitter-pattering against the Undead’s bodies.

An Undead was unfortunately hit, a rock nearly causing severe injury, his body toppled from the impact almost breaking the formation.

Fortunately, he picked up his life again, and the team, after a brief disruption, stabilized their rhythm with the shouts of the organizer at the scene.

As the Cyclops threw rocks to vent its anger, its thick skin also became mottled under the gnawing of the Fireballs, flames swarmed and luckily struck the Cyclops’s eye, the Cyclops covered its eye and sat down on the ground wailing in agony, but only in exchange for a swarm of Fireballs from the Undead.

The high temperature had already dominated the area, the flying sparks scorching stones and withered wood, the ground gradually turning into scorched earth, and the terrain affected by the collision of rocks and flames also turned unsightly.

A large amount of rocks hit the mountain walls, the Cyclops trying to use fierce attacks to tear apart the mountain body, but Dragon Tooth Mountain path was never shaken from start to finish, large chunks of broken rocks were flipped by the force rebounded from the mountain walls, accompanying the “rumbling” wails as they rolled down into the Abyss below the bridge.

The injured Undead grew more numerous, their formation increasingly disorganized, but no matter who it was, none shrank back, their eyes growing ever brighter.

Even without looking at the length of the health bar, just seeing the state of the Cyclops was enough to tell that it was now severely injured.

Being burned in the eye had the greatest impact, the Cyclops had learned to use one hand to cover its eye to avoid being focused, but giving up one hand made the giant’s attack frequency drop sharply, allowing the Undead a chance to breathe.

The health had been pressed down to 4000/12000, the light of victory was just in front, many had already begun to operate mechanically, zoning out.

“Fuck!

How did it run away!”

Suddenly a loud shout woke many of the Undead still unconsciously chanting, the severely injured Cyclops had actually turned around and started to flee.

Although it was a sudden situation, they couldn’t possibly let a nearly-dead boss escape.

“Chase, we must chase!”

They had invested too much, sunk costs made every one of them clench their teeth, unwilling to give up, the team of Undead Mages who had been coiled inside Dragon Tooth Mountain path for over three hours finally left their fortress.

Ahead, the giant was still fleeing.

The Undead followed behind the Cyclops, but now the formation was disrupted, casting had to be done from a standstill, the first row stood still, but the others couldn’t stop and wait, they had to continue chasing forward.

The team became disorganized.

The Fireballs bombarding the Cyclops’s back started to become scattered, some Fireballs missing completely.

“Ow!” The Cyclops suddenly turned around, casually grabbing a piece of dead wood to use as a weapon, those Undead too close didn’t react in time, and were swept away by the dead wood trunk.

Dead on impact.

The area around was cleared.

“Not good, pull back!”

The Cyclops actually used tactics, fleeing after being severely wounded to lure them out of Dragon Tooth Mountain path, though it might also have been improvising with the situation.

No matter what, they had been played by the game.

The escape was the real beginning of the team’s confusion, shoulders colliding, obstructing each other, even trampling each other.

The Cyclops didn’t pursue, perhaps it also understood if it continued the chase, waiting for it was still the Undead shrinking back into the mountain path like a turtle withdrawing into its shell, endlessly throwing Fireballs at it, endlessly.

“Boom” dry wood was tossed to the ground, the severely injured Cyclops stumbled away, and eventually disappeared from the sight of the surviving Undead.

“Just give up like that?”

“I think we can track it.”

Why give up?

The Undead fear not even death, and watching the bloodied BOSS walk away was like losing a lot of money, which was incredibly frustrating.

“It seems to have entered a large cave up ahead.”

It’s very likely a monster’s lair ahead; we can continue to follow, but it’s not possible for everyone to crowd in.

The Star Dragon Ridge people’s hunt had failed, but no one mocked them on the official forum; instead, everyone was envious.

The official forum was almost turning into the Star Dragon Ridge’s official forum, with Undead updating related information about the Star Dragon Ridge every day.

Whether it was the discovery and hunt of the Cyclops Aihad or the “favorite son” Star Dragon Ridge’s updated siege mode, everyone was green with envy.

Envy, such envy!

Although their hunt of the level 38 Cyclops had failed, just thinking that they’d never even defeated a level 11 BOSS, they didn’t even have the confidence to mock others.

Many people were also guessing how to play the siege mode.

A brand-new post quickly resolved the Undead’s confusion because their Newbie Village was being attacked.

No unnecessary chit-chat, just a video that was obviously hurriedly recorded and uploaded immediately, perhaps the person was still defending.

The video was shaky, with no subtitles.

“Damn, have those bandits gone mad?”

“Here they come, where’s the mayor?

How do we defend?”

“I think we should take the mission; I’ll go find Miss Brittany.”

It began with two Undead casually chatting; they didn’t think it was related to Star Dragon Ridge’s updated siege mode.

As everyone knew, the favorite son Star Dragon Ridge was unique, and other Newbie Villages shouldn’t even dream of getting a piece of the action before the official siege began there.

And when Frost Archer Lance, level 22, and Dragon Skin Armorer Bard, level 21, appeared, the two gasped in surprise.

BOSSes are attacking!

And they were two demi-human type BOSSes.

“Maybe throwing a rock could kill them?”

Someone tried moving a huge stone to smash down; the two red-name BOSSes obviously couldn’t handle it, Frost Archer Lance, with deer-like agility, dodged, while Dragon Skin Armorer Bard shielded himself into a turtle shell with shields on all sides.

In the chaos, suddenly a Broken Sword attached to a chain flew in, violently splitting the falling rocks.

A Carrion Queen popped out from the Broken Sword.

The sudden change caused the Undead in the video to curse loudly.

“Looks familiar!”

With a clatter, the chain tensed, and the Broken Sword was quickly retracted.

And when a figure with blonde hair, clad in burning dispirited chainmail, and holding the Broken Sword appeared, the voices in the video continuously cursed, “Holy shit!”

“Brother De!”

Since the first day of the game’s beta testing, he had been constantly showing his face among the player communities, almost every BOSS battle was related to him.

Nicknames like “Celestial People’s exclusive daddy,” “Brother De,” “Big Daddy,” had made his reputation widespread.

He always showed the Undead the utmost trust and was obliging as long as one gave money or points.

As the most famous NPC among the allies, many people might never have thought they’d encounter him on the battlefield.

The red name above his head was extremely conspicuous.

[Lind Armand, Old Noble, Lord of Star Dragon Ridge, level 22]