The battle had lasted over an hour, and the boss's health had been whittled down to 15%. World-Proud Heroes, however, faced an awkward predicament: all their melee players were dead...
In just over an hour, World-Proud Heroes had lost more than ten thousand players, all Warriors and Shieldguards. Their Mages and Archers had barely suffered any deaths; they simply kept replacing wave after wave as they ran out of mana. Yet every last one of the guild's ten thousand-plus Warriors and Shieldguards had been wiped out.
"Where is everyone? Don't they know to come back after dying?" World-Proud Under Heaven demanded angrily.
"Boss, leveling isn't easy for our guys. They lose a level every time they die, and their levels are already below average now. Let the ones who died go level on their own," World-Proud Fang Yu said.
"Then send the Assassins and Priests up to hold the line. We're about to take it down. We can't let all our effort go to waste," World-Proud Under Heaven said.
"All right." World-Proud Fang Yu reluctantly passed the order along.
Soon, one Priest and Assassin after another charged forward, very unwillingly taking over the front line.
The Azure-Scaled Giant Python showed these fragile players no mercy. A basic attack killed one, a sweep killed a whole swath, and a blast of poison mist killed another crowd. They died even faster than before, but the boss's health continued dropping little by little.
Meanwhile, the people from the Three Great Guilds began itching to act. Aside from the Three Great Guilds, only a few small guilds remained, hoping to pick up some easy gains.
"Made up your minds yet? If you have, now's the best time to act," Storm Across the Sky Starlight said.
"Let's do it. World-Proud Heroes has suffered massive losses