"Do you need help, Prophet?"
Jia Gelila, the Snake Mother, came to Bai Xiaowen's side with a seductive smile.
Bai Xiaowen watched as the Butcher, Rageclaw, and the Death Knight took turns tying up Xi'en, the Brutal Lord, slowly wearing down his Life Value. Xi'en's health bar had only one-third left.
After all the effort he had put in, Bai Xiaowen naturally wanted to maximize his contribution to the fight. Besides, the Grand Overlord would not return to help, giving him time to deal with Xi'en. "No need, Lady Jia Gelila," he politely declined. "I can handle him."
"All right. But I should remind you, Prophet, that even if the Grand Overlord won't return, we shouldn't stay here too long," the Snake Mother said. "Frankly, I doubt the continental allied forces can stop him. If he succeeds, more than half the Dwarf Kingdom will become an ocean, and most of the allied forces' elite troops will drown."
Bai Xiaowen nodded. She had a point.
Her low opinion of the allied forces was understandable. Before Bai Xiaowen arrived, the nations of the continent had found no effective way to deal with the Snakefolk incursions.
By now, cracks covered Xi'en's heavy armor, and its bonus armor had been depleted. But as a constitution-focused lord with 132 constitution, his innate armor and magic resistance remained rock-solid.
There was no way to kill him with one or two ultimate moves from Kusanagi-Style Ancient Martial Arts. They could only wear him down.
Bai Xiaowen had been grinding down Xi'en's health since the battle began. At last, it had fallen below one-third. He could finally see a glimmer of hope.
That hope was dashed almost immediately. With his health below one-third, Xi'en roared. His muscles swelled, and a red haze of blood enveloped his body. His