Seeing everyone fighting fiercely, Po Lang Cheng Feng could no longer sit still. She hurriedly asked whether the damage she had dealt to the Eighth Demon God had reached 5% of the BOSS's health. Once it did, she could join the battle.
Po Lang Cheng Feng was not the only one thinking that way; Yao Yue Ju Bei and the others felt the same. However, they knew very well how much damage they could deal—if even Po Lang Cheng Feng did not meet the requirement, then they certainly did not either.
"Still short by around fifteen thousandths," Yan Hua Yi Leng said calmly. Then she changed the subject. "However, Ye Luo's damage output is already sufficient."
"Ah, I'm still that far off?" Po Lang Cheng Feng raised her voice slightly, but she had complete faith in Yan Hua Yi Leng's words and continued attacking the Eighth Demon God.
"Since my damage output is enough, I'll stop attacking and go intercept the enemy..." Ye Luo said, only to be interrupted before he could finish.
"But Sister Yan Hua said before that you can't leave the vicinity of the Eighth Demon God. At the very least, you have to stay within fifty meters of it," Zhi Yue hurriedly said.
"Don't worry. Let Ye Luo join the battle first. When the Eighth Demon God's health falls below 5%, or when we're about to kill it, just teleport him back," San Mei Shi said with a light laugh. "That will also make room for others to have a chance at earning the personal reward for killing the Eighth Demon God."
"Oh, right, right. As long as Brother Ye is there at the final moment, it'll be fine," Zhi Yue said in realization.
With a faint smile, Ye Luo said nothing more and directly had