White Feather Gang Stronghold.
As Mihos swiftly vanished from the battlefield, the entire place fell silent. Not only were the captains of the guard corps still fighting stunned, even the players who had been prepared to fight to the death were left staring blankly for a moment.
"This BOSS can run away?" Fang Zhen watched Mihos streak past nearby and could not help but stare in disbelief.
They had truly planned to gather together and raid Mihos. They had even worked it out: they would throw themselves at Mihos one by one, then have Luo Wu Shang and Ye Qinglu use their Extraordinary Martial Skills to take Mihos down along with them.
As long as they could keep dealing damage to the BOSS Mihos, they could keep reviving and wear Mihos down again and again until his final sliver of health was depleted.
Who would have thought that Mihos would flee without another word the moment he was injured? That left them completely at a loss.
Twilight of the Gods, who had arrived later, watched Mihos shoot out of the battlefield like a missile and analyzed, "This BOSS is probably a story BOSS. Once it gets injured, it leaves."
"What a pity." Fang Zhen watched Mihos disappear from sight, a trace of regret on his face. "This BOSS was so strong. If we could have killed it, the drops would definitely have been amazing."
"Brother Zhen, stop staring already. Let's hurry up and clean up these elites. If we let them get away too, we'll be taking a huge loss." Twilight of the Gods pointed at the guard corps captains fleeing in every direction as he spoke to Fang Zhen, who still could not forget Mihos.
At that moment, whether it was the remaining guard corps captains or the White