The Desire to Grind Until Dawn and the Locked Time Limit Had Become the Main Contradiction at This Stage

(An extra chapter for the brother "Summer's Recklessness," 4/5)

Facing an elite Silver-tier vampire greatsword knight, even with the young lady, a prestigious spellcaster, dealing most of the damage and weakening him with control spells, it was completely unrealistic for the little players to rush in and "trim his toenails."

The tribune's crimson greatsword came crashing down under its own weight, without any skills involved. At this stage, not a single player could withstand it.

In this situation, even the most stubborn, wildest melee fighters had no choice but to pull out the hunting crossbows or firearms in their bags and reluctantly play the role of a sneaky back-row sniper. Following Happy Stick's orders, they spread out in a ring across the not particularly complicated terrain, forming three rows from front to back and taking turns firing.

Their goal was to maximize their damage in the shortest possible time.

From the conversation between the young lady and this "team's second BOSS" just now, it was clear that he was probably an ally who'd gone off the deep end.

By the usual dungeon mechanics, the story would trigger once his health was reduced to a certain point.

But even firing their guns from a safe distance like cowards didn't guarantee their safety. Although the young lady's psionic control spells were impressive, and she could always raise a wall of psionic energy at the crucial moment to block the tribune's deadly, flashy "Night Bat Charge"...

The difference in rank still mattered. If the young lady failed to block one or two of his dashes, the consequences for the little players would be terrifying.

Fortunately, the move had a noticeable "windup."

The crimson bats flared into view, and Kudell's figure vanished from where he stood. He then burst out of the shadows at