Boss Battle

Something's not right!

On a plain somewhere.

Sulu, who had the ' Dragon of Destruction ' tag above his head, also noticed something was wrong.

Ever since I verbally abused that little brat, it seems I've exposed my position.

More 'little people' appeared, seemingly connected to each other, and boldly provoked him.

Some people behave quite bizarrely, deliberately coming to your feet as if they want to die.

After Sulu moved away, he relentlessly chased after him, as if he wouldn't give up until he was turned into mincemeat.

After waiting for a while, even more 'little people' appeared.

Although their auras were extremely weak, most of them were not even at the first rank, and the second and third ranks were extremely rare, their sheer number made Sulu's scalp tingle.

In the blink of an eye, at least tens of thousands of people have gathered, and the trend continues.

As their numbers grew, they became dissatisfied with their previous probing attacks and launched a tentative offensive against Sulu.

"Warrior, block the way! Mage, prepare your spells! The rest of you, hold the line!"

The leader of the Star Guild roared.

The originally chaotic crowd suddenly took on a somewhat organized and strategic appearance.

Of course, this only applied to the Star Guild members; the other Player ignored them and went about their own business.

"Huh? There's a division of labor?"

This new world uses a completely new language that Sulu has never heard of, and now is not the time to learn it again.

But the actions of these little figures were still quite clear.

Sulu naturally wouldn't be polite to those who showed him hostility. "You... don't force me to take action!"

The Player couldn't understand his words, but they could clearly sense the threatening intent they were conveying.

"Damn... this boss's aura is so strong, I feel like kneeling."

"How dare they threaten us? Do they think our nickname ' Fourth Calamity ' is just for show...? Charge! Push him down!"

"Kill! Kill!"

The Player discussed amongst themselves, but none of them backed down.

The worst that can happen is death, so who's afraid of who?

The first phalanx of Warrior had assembled and charged toward Sulu's thigh.

"I feel... so weak..."

Sulu stared at the swarm of ants around his feet, still deep in thought.

As for their attacks? They're not even as good as ants. If a person is bitten by an ant, at least they'll feel a slight pain, but these tiny creatures can't even break through the dragon's scales.

However, he understood something.

I am an 'outsider'. If the world is likened to a human body, I am the virus or harmful bacteria, and these 'little people' are like immune cells! As for this three-in-one Spirit World, it is the front line!

'This is a world being "invaded," and I'm being treated as one of the "invaders"? Hmm... that makes sense!'

While I was pondering, the first wave of magical attacks from those villains arrived.

Numerous flames and arrows pierced Sulu's knees, causing a slight tingling sensation.

"Fun! Fun!"

Sulu tried it and discovered that he couldn't directly descend into the Material World!

Even Spirit World Travel seems to have lost its effectiveness.

"As expected, it's a blockade! So... we must break through the encirclement to launch a deep infiltration?"

He looked at the densely packed little figures, then suddenly opened his mouth, and a ball of crimson lava flames formed inside his mouth, which he then violently exhaled.

Boom!

The fan-shaped flames swept across the ground, turning the area in front of him into a charred mess.

With this single blow, at least several thousand tiny figures were instantly reduced to ashes.

[XP+1]

[XP+2]

On the Attribute Panel, a tiny, extremely subtle bit of experience appeared.

"What a weak creature! There are at least some professionals among them, yet they only give this little bit of experience upon death? What kind of Spirit World creature is this? How come it looks exactly like a human? And it even has Warrior and Mage classifications?"

Sulu was somewhat puzzled.

But the next moment, his pupils widened slightly.

Because even more villains have gathered from all directions.

Back at the rear, the guild's strategists were discussing things at lightning speed:

"This boss has incredibly high defense; the previous attacks couldn't break through its defenses..."

"The first boss skill has been confirmed, tentatively named ' Dragon Breath of Destruction,' with a damage range of..."

"This is really tough..."

"We have to rely on human lives now."

"What's there to be afraid of? We Player may not have much else, but we've got plenty of lives! Let's fight it!"

Sulu felt a little tired.

Although these 'little people' are incredibly weak, and you could crush many of them with a single stomp, their numbers seem alarmingly large.

Instead of decreasing as they are killed, there is a growing trend of increasing numbers of them.

He even saw some slightly familiar faces, and was quite certain that he had killed them. But not long after, they reappeared before him, full of energy and even more fearless.

Bang!

Just then, a tiny spark grazed the scales on his forehead, creating a dent.

"Hmm? It hurts a little!"

Sulu looked at a small figure.

The other party was dressed in a black trench coat, carrying a uniquely designed sniper rifle, and moved with lightning speed.

"After fighting for so long, I've finally encountered a Tier 4 opponent."

He thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed at the little man.

"Gun God! Gun God is here!"

On the other side, the Player were collectively excited. "This is one of the top ten players!"

"Gun God, I love you!"

Some of the female fans even seemed to have hearts popping out of their eyes.

But the next moment, they saw the Dragon of Destruction's palm descend like a tidal wave, and Dragon Might that was ten or a hundred times more terrifying than before instantly appeared.

The Gun God froze, only to be grabbed and crushed in the opponent's hand.

"Um?"

Sulu somewhat embarrassedly, "It seems I used too much force and accidentally crushed it."

But not long after, he saw the little ant again.

Accompanying them were several other fourth-tier professionals, as well as a large group of third-tier individuals.

"Wait a minute, endless resurrection, everyone going their own way... this scene... seems vaguely familiar..."

Even the slow-witted Sulu finally realized what was happening, feeling as if he were back on Earth, playing a game. "Wait a minute... have I really become the BOSS?"

But by then, he had no time to think further.

Those top Player have already launched their attack.

Even a fourth-tier professional combined with a third-tier professional can break through his dragon scales.

Although the damage caused was extremely minor, it was enough to make these little people cheer and see hope.

"Rising Dragon Fist!"

"Battle Qi Slash!"

Two top Player leaped onto Sulu's knees, their terrifying attacks slamming directly into his scaled defenses.

Two shield-sized scales flew out, and although there was still a thick layer of dragon hide underneath, the Player were already collectively excited. "Kill... even if it takes days and nights, we'll take it down!"

Snap! Snap!

Sulu slapped several fourth-tier professionals to death with two slaps, as easily as swatting mosquitoes.

"Oh no... the Fist God is dead."

"My Sister Piaoyun!"

"Is this the real BOSS? It's terrifying! It can kill half of the Expert Leaderboard with a single slap!"

"What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and get going! Buy the experts time to revive!"