Whether it was because the attack had been dodged or because Liu Xuan had suddenly spoken their language, the attacker hesitated for a brief moment.
But with [Thunder Aura] almost off cooldown and lightning about to strike it, Redwing shouted a warning from afar. The attacker finally came to its senses and hurriedly activated Stealth again.
Liu Xuan clicked his tongue. These creatures had already calculated the interval between his lightning strikes.
Their timing was pretty precise.
Unfortunately, it was too late to hide now.
Liu Xuan’s [Eye of Insight] had already revealed its attributes in full.
[Lightfoot the Unseen]
Level: 47
Attack: 7,000
HP: 400,000
Armor: 400
Magic Resistance: 200
Tenacity: 50%
Skills:
[Stealth: Conceals the user’s presence, making them impossible to observe. While Stealth is active, the user cannot be selected as the target of skills.]
[Hidden Potential: Within two seconds of leaving Stealth, the user may choose to re-enter Stealth. After Hidden Potential is used, this effect cannot be triggered again for 15 seconds.]
[Throat Pierce: Performs an enhanced attack against an enemy, increasing critical-hit rate by 30% and critical damage by 100%. When activated from Stealth, critical damage is increased by an additional 100%. Cooldown: 10 seconds.]
[Deathtrap: Creates a deadly trap on the ground. Enemies attempting to pass through the trapped area take 4,000 physical damage per second.]
So the boss’s name was Lightfoot. No wonder it was so upset that Liu Xuan could hear its footsteps.
Being completely outclassed in the field where it excelled most—who could accept that?
However, the interruption had allowed Ironclad to catch up once again.
That fellow was bold, all right. Liu Xuan’s [Thunder Aura] was about to come off cooldown, and that information was plain for everyone to see. Yet Ironclad still dared to charge in.
It truly wasn’t afraid of death.
Oh, right. They could revive.
Sure enough, the moment Ironclad came within range, it was struck by a bolt of lightning.
Its health was thick enough that even after taking two lightning strikes from Liu Xuan and suffering continuous damage, it still had nearly 40% of its HP left.
But the situation was different now. Liu Xuan glanced at the bosses in front of him.
“You like testing my skills, huh? Now I know all of your abilities. From here on out, it’s showtime.”
He easily sidestepped Ironclad’s headbutt, then casually raised Celestial to block his right side.
“Fivefold Strike!”
Extra Arm, who had just charged over and was about to use a skill, was instantly shut down.
Then came the attack from behind.
“Destructive Backstab!”
Spines pounced from behind, attempting to launch a sneak attack on Liu Xuan, but the skill was canceled just as easily.
“Throat Pierce!”
“Chain Flash Assault!”
“Nightmare’s Grasp!”
“…”
Spines, Lightfoot, and Extra Arm took turns attacking, but aside from basic attacks, every skill they used against Liu Xuan was neutralized one after another.
Liu Xuan advanced toward Shengxing and Redwing as casually as if he were taking a stroll.
As [Thunder Aura] neared the end of its cooldown, the main attackers gradually retreated, fear beginning to show in their eyes.
How could this be?!
This human had practically predicted everything they were going to do!
They were like a group of children with short arms and legs trying to beat up an adult, only to have him hold them back by the forehead while they flailed their fists uselessly in place.
The damage they dealt was negligible, but the humiliation was immense.
No, the damage was actually pretty severe too.
The damage from this human’s [Poison] was simply absurd. The High Priest’s [Ability Transfer] could only be used once every five seconds, and each use could grant extra armor to only one person, reducing the damage they took.
It was impossible to protect everyone.
The bosses were stuck.
With the High Priest’s support, they had originally been able to coordinate with one another and trade health with this human. In the end, they were certain to win.
But now they couldn’t use any of their damaging skills. Their basic attacks didn’t deal enough damage, while they themselves had to endure a full set of debilitating effects.
If they kept trading health at this rate, they would probably be the ones who died first.
The bosses shrank back and no longer dared to approach. As a result, even when another bolt of lightning struck Ironclad and triggered its automatic revival effect, none of the other bosses dared to move.
Liu Xuan was getting closer and closer to Shengxing. And because no one was attacking him, his HP was actually beginning to recover.
The High Priest grew anxious.
It angrily rebuked its guards. “All of you… attack together… don’t worry about… casualties… I will… revive… you…”
Then it turned and ordered Redwing and Dreadfang, who had yet to make a move.
“You two… attack as well… use… basic attacks… to fool him…”
This brat’s shield looked rather strange, but if all six of them attacked together, could he really predict every attack?
They only needed to mix a few basic attacks between their skills. Surely he wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.
They could wear him down and trade health with him. Even if it took a dozen revivals to kill him today, it would still be worth it.
Having received the order, the bosses no longer hesitated. They surged forward together, surrounding Liu Xuan from all sides.
After all, reviving them consumed the “leader’s” vitality—that is, his maximum HP. Before this, they naturally hadn’t dared to throw their lives away right in front of their “leader.”
What would the “leader” think of that?
But now that the High Priest had personally said they didn’t need to fear dying, there was no problem.
Go ahead and throw your lives away!
No, wait. Charge!
The first to attack was Redwing, who struck from the front.
True to its name, Redwing was a bizarre creature with a pair of red insect wings. It flew low over the ground, its wings buzzing rapidly.
A cloud of blood mist enveloped its body as it prepared to launch an attack, but Liu Xuan once again saw through it.
“Bloodslaughter!”
The skill failed to activate, and Redwing was left terrified and covered in damage-over-time effects. Shengxing was so furious he nearly spat blood.
“Foolish…”
What did you expect when you walked up and used a skill right in front of him? You deserved to be toyed with!
But no matter how angry he was, Shengxing still had no choice but to cast [Protection] on Redwing. The fragile creature had only 280,000 HP. If it died, reviving it would cost him his own vitality.
And after casting the skill, he became even more furious.
Redwing kept inching forward and probing cautiously, refusing to attack.
“Foolish…”
I just gave you a full five seconds of invincibility, and you’re wasting it like this?
Get up there and kill him!
Seeing the High Priest becoming so enraged, the several guardian bosses no longer dared to cower. Each of them displayed astonishing courage, surrounding Liu Xuan and using their bodies to block his advance.
Even with [Thunder Aura] about to come off cooldown again, not a single one of them retreated.
The High Priest grew anxious once more.
“Skreeee!”
It wasn’t that Liu Xuan had suddenly stopped understanding the Destroyers’ language. The High Priest was simply so furious that its voice cracked.
With the limited amount of the Destroyers’ language Liu Xuan knew, he couldn’t make out what it was saying once its voice broke.
But it was probably still saying “foolish.”
It was likely trying to say: The lightning is about to strike again—why aren’t you running?
But the bosses completely misunderstood him. The High Priest was still cursing, so apparently we hadn’t been hitting them hard enough.
And so, one after another, they fought to the death without retreating.
When the heavenly lightning came down, every one of them took the full hit.
Redwing, with the lowest health, was killed instantly.
The moment it died, Corpse Explosion was triggered. The resulting true damage of over 50,000 also took out the nearby Ironclad, who had already been struck by lightning several times.
And then Ironclad exploded too.
Another round of Corpse Explosions went off, and all six bosses were instantly sprawled on the ground.
Shengxing: “.....”
Are you all seriously putting on an act just to mess with me?
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