Clang!
Chongshan Ping blocked the blade from behind again, sending a blacksmith flying with a blow.
"Hey, why isn't this boss saying anything?"
"No idea. He seems kind of dazed, like he can't accept us."
"Silence plus critical hits."
"Hit faster. Once we take down this boss, I've got to get back to the respawn point, repair my equipment, and restore its durability. It's running low."
"My weapon's about the same."
"Brother over there, you used to fight bosses with us, so you should know how miserable it is when our durability runs low. How about you stop resisting?"
"Keep it up, boss is almost done for!"
Bang!
The Chongshan Family Head was finally wounded and sent flying backward.
He had once fought side by side with these Chosen of Destiny, chatting happily with them and listening to them slack off and banter during battles.
But now, those former comrades had become dungeon monsters for them to attack.
He knew all too well how terrifying these Chosen of Destiny were.
They weren't afraid of death.
They weren't afraid of injury.
Their will to fight was unshakable.
Even now, one Chosen of Destiny had a huge hole torn through his stomach. He lay there playing dead, spraying mouthful after mouthful of iron-blooded water while using both hands to send emails and messages, cheerfully saying:
"I talked with the others. They haven't run into any other Celestial Immortal bosses over there. Looks like our side is making the better profit."
Chongshan Ping: "."
Damn it.
This was simply too damnable.
When the positions were reversed, and he became the one being hunted amid laughter and cheering, an indescribable fury surged madly through his mind.
Yet what followed the fury was fear.
It was precisely because he understood them so thoroughly that he