The First Three in a Group Dungeon Are Always Just the Appetizer-Holy Crap! What Is This Thing? 3760

"Damn! This boss is designed way too ridiculously. Instead of a hard enrage at low health, it switches to a soft enrage? And six elite stone gargoyles spawn all at once in the final phase?

Who the hell can handle that?"

In the Second Hall, amid the wreckage, Happy Stick sat on the corpse of the gargoyle boss, which had been smashed into a pile of rubble, his head still bleeding.

He looked at the player corpses being gathered up in front of him and felt a little defeated.

Everything had been going smoothly, but at the last moment he hadn't adjusted their positions in time, and the adds had dived straight into the crowd.

It had been a massacre!

"How many died?"

He caught his breath, accepting a Healing Breeze from Meow Brother to close his wounds as he asked in a low voice.

"Seven dead, two seriously injured. Good thing the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry brothers reacted fast and held back the attacks from both sides. Otherwise, we'd have had an even worse time."

Meow Brother patted him on the shoulder and said:

"They were all new players. Their gear and skills were lacking, and they couldn't react fast enough. The health bars in this game are made of paper. They thought they could take a couple of hits, but a few swipes from the adds took them out.

"It's not your fault.

"You did a good job leading us. It was purely because the boss's mechanics weren't clear.

"This damn game's death penalty is too harsh. It emphasizes realism so much that there's no such thing as a timeline. You have to adapt on the fly.

"But honestly, the first boss of the dungeon isn't that difficult. Forget sixty people—I think even twenty could manage it, as