"..."
Seeing that his teammates had already guessed he had a plan, the Dragon Knight Commander did not rush to explain. He merely glanced at them before shifting his gaze toward the shantytown—the center of their first greenskin camp.
"Our camp over there!"
As he spoke, he lifted his chin and jerked it toward that direction.
"You've probably heard over the past couple of days that Little Angel in Heaven and Charlatan Mengde somehow got hold of a batch of bombs and are selling them now."
"I think we should buy them all?"
"With those bombs, we might still have a chance!"
Hearing this, Watch Your Left and Right Hands, who had been thinking up countermeasures, froze for a moment. Then his eyes lit up.
He began muttering to himself.
"Bombs?"
"Hmm..."
"If they're bombs, then this might actually work..."
"Long-range attacks probably won't be very effective against that BOSS, and our weapons have limited ammunition. We can't waste it recklessly, so that's basically a dead end."
"As for melee, there's even less to say!"
"Even if we called over every old greenskin player we have, we'd probably not last two minutes against that BOSS... Its combat power is completely absurd. It doesn't look anything like a BOSS that belongs in a beginner village!"
"In the Warhammer universe, Astartes are considered among the very top-tier combat forces. Even a nameless Astartes would firmly count as an elite monster from the late game."
"But now they've thrown one into our beginner village as a BOSS. Who the hell can handle that?!"
The more Watch Your Left and Right Hands analyzed, the more he lamented.
"Honestly, if that Chaos Town didn't have that Chaos space warrior blocking us, we'd have flattened it ages ago!"
"Instead, not only have our levels been stuck,