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Vampire Wolf People Zombie?
What kind of Frankenstein monster is this!_2 1399: 472.
Vampire Wolf People Zombie?
What kind of Frankenstein monster is this!_2 From now on, you have no more ties with the Pestilence Clan.
If you’re content with being a monster, then just keep at it; maybe you’ll find another Wolf Person willing to wipe your ass for you.
I’m tired, La Claw.
After bellowing, Tear Flesh gestured wearily with his hand, signaling that La Claw could get lost.
The corpse constructor hobbled away, and as silence returned to the top of the Wizard Tower, Tear Flesh gazed at the Wand of Creation in his hands.
His aged and murky eyes were filled with an indescribable longing.
“Treasure…
ah, the treasure of my clan…”
Tear Flesh caressed the tallic magic wand in his hand.
A creepily tender look filled his eyes, and as the window opened, an armored Bipedal Dragon was already waiting amid the uneasy swamp breeze.
Hugging the tal magic wand to his chest and carrying a red bucket, Tear Flesh mounted his Flying Dragon, looking like an old migrant worker making a getaway with his bucket.
In a deep voice, as if making a vow, he said,
“I’ll soon bring back what we’re missing, yes!
It won’t be long now.”
—
“What?
Brother ow’s team got wiped?
Didn’t they break through?
How could they not have beaten the first BOSS?
That shouldn’t be possible!”
Stick Brother, who was directing the Hamr and Sickle Brigade to steadily advance at the northern front, received “bad news.” His good buddy Brother ow had died in the first battle of the Pestilence Town dungeon just a few minutes earlier.
“War correspondent” Little Wei Ming had already posted the entire process of the failed BOSS fight on the forum, and it had beco the hot topic of the day.
Stick Brother hurriedly took a mont to “slack off on the battlefield,” opened the in-ga forum, and read through the details of the BOSS fight in the south.
The summary was not complicated.
Kenbort, revived by the Pestilence Clan with undead secret techniques, had significantly weakened in individual strength, but this zombie BOSS gained the nasty abilities of toxic corrosion and venom spray.
Brother ow died carelessly because of these two vile skills.
He was overenthusiastic in his slashing to the point that he forgot about the accumulated venom DEBUFF on him, which stacked up to frighteningly high damage levels.
His self-purification ability as an Avalon Believer was simply not enough.
Lady Shui repeatedly dispelled the effects but made a critical timing error, allowing that guy brandishing a legendary weapon and crazily sneaking behind to backstab the BOSS to be directly poisoned to death.
What a tragic death it was!
It’s said to be so tragic that not even bones remained.
Thankfully, their team mber Three Five Battles had top-notch defensive equipnt and, seeing the situation deteriorating, imdiately activated “Divine Kingdom of Avalon” – the strongest Divine Art for defense currently known to players.
That’s what protected the others, allowing them to retreat safely from the range of zombie Kenbort and then to escape from the pursuing mobs out of Pestilence Town.
But their retreat from the battlefield ant the raid had failed, and the young lady there also withdrew the Spiritual Energy counterasures, instead issuing a team mission to disrupt the Spiritual Energy nodes.
This mission required player teams to temporarily leave Pestilence Town and set up Spiritual Energy relay points at two other locations in the swamp, taking back control of the swamp’s Spiritual Energy from the Wolf People, thereby weakening Pestilence Town’s defenses and allowing more people to enter for raids.
It was obvious the developnt team was guiding these new players, who couldn’t participate in the dungeon raids, to do sothing within their capabilities instead of wasting ti idling about.
This terrible news brought a painful and sorrowful smile to Stick Brother’s face.
He closed the forum and murmured,
“See what happens when you ‘go solo’?
Now you realize your mistake, right?
Us bros stick together for life; it’s teamwork that leads to success.”
“However, my master, have you noticed that your friend’s failure indicates that the defenses within Pestilence Town are far stronger than you anticipated?”
The voice of lia Corlando Lersenbra quietly rose in Stick Brother’s mind, her tone weighty as she reminded him,
“In terms of individual fighting capability, your team is not much stronger than ow King’s team.
They even had the assistance of top-tier healers and supporters from the warrior corps, yet they still couldn’t break through the Jackal Warlocks’ blockades.
This ans that if you were the first to attack, the outco might not be much better than theirs.
Perhaps you should reconsider your previous deploynt.”
“Mm, that makes sense.”
Stick Brother was open to advice; he imdiately summoned his aide, Lin, and based on the battle details disclosed by Little Wei Ming on the forum, Lin made ergency equipnt changes for their team mbers before stepping into Pestilence Town.
Thanks to generous financial support from the wealthy magnate of Treasure Bay, Stick Brother’s team was extrely lavish in their operations this ti.
They had previously prepared several sets of equipnt tailored to different scenarios based on the types of attacks from the undead they encountered in the swamp.
Now that they learned the gatekeeper BOSS was of the poison type, they imdiately switched to wearing the “Spiritual Energy Defender” chainmail they had purchased at a high price from Lady Triss’s Alchemy Cottage.
This set belonged to a rare series; its attributes were all rather diocre, but it boasted enhanced protection against Spiritual Energy and elental damage.
Naturally, the protective enchantnts included defenses against toxic assaults.
After Stick Brother’s team fought through the last barrier of the northern front line, it was nearing midnight.
The young lady descended from the sky as usual, going through the formalities of inquiry, and upon receiving Stick Brother’s affirmative response, she activated the Spiritual Energy counterasures on their side, ripping through the Spiritual Energy defenses of Pestilence Town’s northern gate.
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