Feng Ling looked down at the rash on her arm, then at Huangfu Miaomiao's flushed face. Was this the plague?
Filled with doubts, she asked, "You mean that old woman was also the Queen Mother of the West? There are two Queen Mothers of the West in the tower?"
"Not two. Two different forms," Li Qing replied.
"Two forms..." Feng Ling frowned. "I understand now... The old woman and the Clay Doll are the same monster... When it is the Clay Doll, it releases Mental Pressure. When it turns into the old woman, it releases the plague, making people sick and weak."
Feng Ling muttered with an ugly expression, "How are we supposed to kill it?"
She had never encountered such a powerful opponent, one that had suppressed her so thoroughly without even lifting a fist.
Frustration, confusion, helplessness... all kinds of emotions tangled in her heart, leaving her unable to find a way out.
Then Li Qing spoke again. "The Queen Mother of the West has a third form..."
Feng Ling was slightly stunned. She looked up at Li Qing. "What form?"
A glimmer of hope arose in her heart.
The game would not leave Players without a way forward, so the Labyrinth Boss had been designed with three forms. The first two were flawless, while the third possessed a massive weakness. That was meant to give Players an opportunity.
Li Qing pondered for a moment. "The Classic of Mountains and Seas records it: the Queen Mother of the West had a human-like form, a leopard's tail and tiger's teeth. She was skilled at howling, with unkempt hair and a victory crown, and was the Controller of Calamities and Five Mutilations."
Feng Ling listened with a frown. "Leopard tail... tiger teeth... Controller of Calamities and Five Mutilations..."
Li Qing