Playing and Toying

Nuobolik's eye twitched uncontrollably upon hearing this.

In truth, neither Nuobolik nor Erigat was wrong. If Erigat insisted on stalling through passive defense, then before Nuobolik could take the time to finish him off completely, there was a very real chance that new intruders would enter this desert region.

Nuobolik's side had the numerical advantage in Clowns, so if latecomers truly appeared, the odds were clearly greater that they would side with him.

But what if the latecomers were on Erigat's side?

Then every advantage Nuobolik had built up would vanish into thin air!

After all, the difficulty of one-on-one combat and one-against-many combat were entirely different concepts.

It would have been one thing if he were any of the other members of the Delight Theater. However, for someone like Nuobolik, whose passive fighting style emphasized striking only after the enemy moved, fighting multiple opponents of equal caliber clearly came with an innate disadvantage that could not be completely concealed.

After all, Erigat's heavy fists alone were enough to shatter mountains and split the earth. If another hunter with some freakish specialty joined in to besiege Nuobolik, then his ability to strike after the enemy moved could easily be countered, exposing an opening and ultimately costing him everything.

It was precisely because Erigat had seen through Nuobolik's weakness that he decided to use his remaining stamina and defense to entangle Nuobolik to the bitter end, dragging this cunning Clown, who had secured a perfect opening, back into a world of danger!

"Since you can reflect all damage, then I simply won't attack. Let's see who can outlast whom in the end, and which side will receive powerful reinforcements first!"

That was Erigat's answer to Nuobolik.

Nuobolik immediately lost his cool, his former air of unshakable confidence truly shifting into furious