"Victim!"
Old Bones did not hesitate for a moment. He directly shouted at the special NPC floating in midair, curled up like a fetus.
As the core of the Great Tomb of Nazarick's defenses, this tiny monster that resembled an alien possessed a special ability: it could commit suicide to unleash an indiscriminate attack, paralyzing everyone around it and rendering them unable to move.
It was precisely because of this ability that he had managed to guard the Guild alone after his companions quit the game, never allowing any player to breach it.
Upon receiving the order, the pink body of the mere level-thirty-five monster instantly began to glow.
The next second...
Boom!
It exploded on the spot, releasing an invisible wave of energy in every direction.
When Allen was swept by it, his entire soul began to violently tremble, and the direct result was that he lost control of his body.
Clearly, Victim had relied on this bug-like ability to block the assault of eight allied Guilds totaling fifteen hundred people back then. On the eighth floor, it had wiped out twelve hundred players, successfully seizing enormous quantities of weapons and equipment, as well as several World Items.
Soul tremors? Interesting! Still, for a completely unbalanced game like YGGDRASIL to stay in operation for twelve years before shutting down was practically a miracle.
Allen mocked inwardly.
What was the most important thing about online games?
Rich and varied content and compelling storylines were certainly extremely important, but even more important were interactions between players.
Simply put, cooperation and confrontation.
Otherwise, everyone might as well play single-player games. Why connect online at all?
Since there was PVP, balance naturally had to be maintained. There absolutely could not be any classes, equipment, or items that severely affected balance.
Otherwise, once such