Under Yang Yi's frenzied assault, the giant black tree's body was constantly being destroyed. It was holding on entirely through its regenerative ability, but that was already showing signs of falling behind the speed of Yang Yi's destruction, as its diminishing height proved.
This also gave the other players an opportunity to hammer the tree, because the Black Tree had no time to deal with their attacks. Coping with Yang Yi alone was already a struggle. It had almost been whittled down to a stump, its body covered in sword cuts that constantly spouted fire.
Daishi blocked the fallout from the battle, allowing the other players to throw themselves fully into the fight.
The Engineering Weapon, the giant Catapult, activated. Large chunks of White Shards smashed into the Black Tree, bursting into clouds of icy mist and almost exhausting their scant remaining stock of White Shards.
There was no need to worry about stockpiles anymore anyway.
If they failed to suppress this tree in this wave, they were as good as finished, so there was no need to consider what came afterward. Without victory, there would be no future.
"Good... these points of light are moving more slowly!"
Yu Dawei spoke as his Computational Core ran beyond capacity. Smoke was rising from the openings in his head, especially the heat-dissipation module on top. If he hadn't had so many White Shards attached to his body, he probably would have burned out by now.
There were over twenty-three thousand points of light in total. Yu Dawei had been trying to aim at them all along, relying on the Visual Signal transmitted by A-Chong to lock onto these Soul Vortexes.
Yang Yi's attacks were also reducing the number of light points, but new ones kept appearing. This put tremendous pressure on this