As it turned out, Little Meng's foresight had been absolutely necessary.
The Balrog's raging flames had set no fewer than three entire blocks ablaze before the players finally managed to defeat it.
This time, they had not relied on the Planetary Cannon.
—After Xu Meng was hit by a single shot, he immediately became wary. After transforming into the Balrog, he swiftly melted all the power facilities around the Planetary Cannon.
The players gathered around the cannon, waiting to ambush him, had all waited for nothing.
It was not until every light in the area went out at once and the half-charged cannon barrel abruptly stopped functioning that they realized what Xu Meng had done.
They gritted their teeth in fury, yet there was nothing they could do.
—Of all the players present, how many could claim to understand the Sprawling Metropolis better than its creator, Xu Meng?
So they could only confront him head-on.
One Hovercar after another, set ablaze by the Balrog, became a suicide bomb. Players drove them down from the sky and crashed them into Xu Meng.
The water tankers that had briefly appeared at the International Library also showed up again, gathering high in the air and pouring torrents of water onto the Balrog, artificially creating a torrential downpour to suppress his flames.
The entire street became shrouded in mist, while scorching steam burned to death huge numbers of players whose resistances were insufficient.
But in the end, after the players paid the price of over ten thousand lives, the Balrog's HP was finally depleted.
The instant his HP hit zero, bright red veins appeared across the Balrog's body, as though lava were flowing beneath his skin. Or perhaps the heat accumulated within him had become too much to bear, forcing crack after crack across