However, there was one person who could launch an effective attack against her: Yiden, who was suspended near the center of the space.
The old priest, his hair and beard completely white, watched as this enemy flitted about in his territory like a flying insect, and a nameless rage surged within him.
In other words, [ Pond Fish and Old Abyss ] unknowingly attracted the BOSS's aggro.
With a slight turn of the cane, dozens of Boston Ivy tendrils twisted into ropes began to strangle the "flying insect" in the air.
Faced with the BOSS's personal targeting, [ Pond Fish and Old Abyss ] only managed to dodge two or three attacks before being defeated, unsurprisingly.
Bound and falling towards the actual ground, which was the corner formed by the three faces of the cube, now resembling a giant mouth with three lobes, waiting for its prey to Descent.
In order to kill this enemy, five or six priests immediately ignored the enemy in front of them and rushed towards the deep pit in the corner where she was about to fall.
The players who were being held back suddenly lost their opponents and naturally quickly discovered the reason behind it.
[ Zhong Lele ] shouted "Save people!" and then rushed towards the deep pit where [Chi Yu Gu Yuan] had fallen, along with [Litang Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger Pond Fish and Old Abyss ].
The priests rushed towards [ Pond Fish and Old Abyss ], the players rushed towards the priests, more priests rushed towards the players, and more players rushed towards the priests.
In an instant, all the combatants on at least three sides of the cube were gathered in this narrow corner, several meters deep.
The sounds of flesh being pierced and severed mingled with flying blood and tree sap as at least thirty players and priests began grinding flesh here.
Still suspended in mid-air, Yiden stared at the bloody scene in silence for a long time.
Even his usually impassive face, which prided itself on its extensive knowledge, showed a hint of astonishment.
He couldn't help but wonder where these warriors with such unwavering fighting spirit came from. His priests fought so fiercely because they knew that defeat meant certain death, yet even so, the pain they endured each time they were cut and stitched up was real.
What benefits did Duolin promise these people that made them fight so recklessly?
Something's not right.
Duolin? So far, Duolin has only made threats and hasn't actually shown his face.
Is he really scared?
No, no...
After clarifying everything from a different perspective, Yiden finally turned her burning gaze back to Ed was suspended in mid-air:
"So it was you. You were the mastermind behind it all."
"Looks like your brain isn't all tree roots after all."
Ed scoffed, twisting his body to dodge the whip's flick:
"So? You want to duel me?"
Yiden fell silent, manipulating the layers of Boston Ivy that surrounded her like a fungal carpet to launch an attack on Ed.
His cane pointed to a spot, where a dark green wave quickly surged.
The waves crashed from one side of the Gloomy Sanctuary to the other, instantly transforming into two surging waves that were identical except for their direction.
The rhythmic movement of the stones that make up the sanctuary further enhances the dark green waves.
As the massive tidal wave of vines squeezed, collided, and rubbed against each other, countless green plant fragments were flung towards Ed in mid-air.
With his extraordinary senses, Ed could clearly see that these things would quickly take root and multiply once they touched them, growing at a much faster rate and with greater attachment than the Deadwood Vine and Strangler Fig he had seen before.
The boy lightly tapped his finger in the air, and all the attacks that were originally going to hit him changed direction midway.
That's it?
Ed adjusted the direction of the surrounding gravitational field and his own position, slowly approaching Yiden above him in the churning sanctuary.
The old priest remained silent with a solemn expression, but his wooden cane danced like a conductor's baton, and two deep green waves crashed against the edges of the cube space once more, transforming into four tides flowing outwards in different directions.
The Spread green wave swept away all the priests and players who were originally fighting separately, eventually converging and rushing towards that dead end that had become a meat grinder.
Amidst the monstrous waves, both players and priests were momentarily disoriented, their faces slammed against the waves. But neither Yiden nor Ed had time to play tag anymore; they could only watch helplessly as the meat grinder in the giant waves continued.
Ed blocked more plant tissue, but Yiden showed no sign of annoyance or anxiety.
The two sides seemed to have developed a tacit understanding in their offensive and defensive maneuvers, but they both knew that a change was about to occur, because Ed had already come within five steps of Yiden, a very dangerous distance.
However, both of them appeared completely unfazed, suggesting that they still had cards to play. So...
It's time to reveal the cards and score.
The instant Ed stepped within five paces, the tip of Yiden's straight wooden staff pointed at his nose.
At this moment, both of them were focused to the extreme. Yiden's Boston Ivy waves didn't even have time to distinguish friend from foe, and Ed, after seeing all enemy and friendly forces gathered in one place, stopped manipulating the players' gravity field, letting the two sides fight to the death.
So, in that instant as the two continued to close in distance, the wooden staff in Yiden's hand sprouted new buds in every possible place where side branches could grow.
These shoots were quickly assimilated into a form similar to Boston Ivy and began to climb up Yiden's body along the wooden stick.
At the same time, the vines suspending him also began to receive nutrients rapidly, expanding in size and multiplying in number, all within two breaths.
The cube-shaped sanctuary, with its apex touching the ground, crashed down in the nearest direction, and the lowest point of the site once again became a straight plane.
Once the vines behind Yiden had completed their mission of delivering nutrients, they snapped one by one. The old man, unable to control gravity, fell with his massive, alchemical golem-like body, crashing into the stone ground (or perhaps the wall), creating a large crater.
This is Yiden's strongest form; this is the final stage of the BOSS.
The players realized this and were eager to engage in a righteous brawl, but unfortunately, the priests hadn't all been killed yet.
"Prioritize clearing out the monsters, then fight the boss!"
"Clear!"
Some players have already begun to give tactical commands, and the corner that was originally crowded with seventy or eighty people has been freed up due to the change in the direction of the sanctuary.
However, the players cornered the priests and began a frenzied slaughter while Yiden was distracted and unable to regroup.
From a distance of more than ten meters, Yiden understood the tactics of these ants, and knew that these weaklings, through sheer willpower and the accumulation of their lives, could inflict real harm on him.
Just as he was about to help his priests out of their predicament, a huge body rushed into the dust and ash, which was the alchemical golem that had been AFK for a while.