Losing his Imbalance, Motley leaned backward, only to find that his right eye's vision had changed, and he began to see images completely different from those in his left eye.
The surrounding enemies transformed into clusters of flames formed from condensed Psionic Energy, while directly above him was a constantly moving aggregate of Psionic Energy with mysterious patterns.
Beside the aggregate, Motley saw a Black Sun that seemed capable of swallowing everything.
"Ah!"
Overwhelmed by uncontrollable fear, Motley suddenly screamed in agony.
After a brief silence, an excited voice suddenly rang out:
"The boss has broken its armor! Everyone, charge!"
"Awooo!"
"I can't take it anymore! Kill him!"
"..."
As soon as a player who had played fighting games noticed Motley's change, the players who were previously observing immediately went into full-on attack mode.
Many players had already participated in the White Wax Town siege a few days earlier and knew that Bennett was also in this intermittently attackable state at that time.
It seems the battle planners really like this kind of thing lately...
Hearing the players' conversation, Ed felt that he had done a great job as a game designer.
With just a little effort, players whose levels haven't even reached double digits can participate in battles against Middle Tier Low Level bosses, providing a truly satisfying sense of accomplishment.
Even if such a powerful opponent were created Dungeon, who would be qualified to challenge him right now?
Moreover, Ed doesn't have any extra churches to make Dungeon of this Grand Knight Commander.
After much thought, Ed realized he needed a better solution than dealing with the boss in the Dungeon.
Ed watched the tragedy unfold below and realized that players were truly creatures whose quantitative changes could easily lead to qualitative transformations.
Think back to when there were only four players, everyone had to be extremely careful when fighting the Deadwood Vine. Later, as more people joined, even the Strangler Fig on the other side of the river fled overnight with their belongings...
From Motley's perspective, the despair is even greater, feeling like being stalked and torn apart by a pack of hyenas when you're exhausted.
"Five, four, three, two, one..."
Willow whispered softly beside Ed, and the moment the countdown reached zero, a powerful aura burst forth from Motley.
The lich's Disorder spell vanished at that moment.
Thick bark armor reappeared on Motley's body.
The figures that had been intertwining in the Grand Knight Commander's eyes disappeared, Psionic Energy aggregate and the Black Sun transformed back into a lich and a white-haired boy who were murmuring.
That feeling of losing control appeared and disappeared abruptly. Still shaken, Motley dared not relax for a moment, but he had no chance to ask Ed above him, because the enemy's attack had already begun again.
Although he was panting heavily, he still had 76% health remaining in the players' field of vision.
Ed and Willow had already discussed it and decided to inflict a minute-long Disorder on Motley every minute, demonstrating that the battle was evenly matched while ensuring the torture was carried out to the end.
After feinting a few times, the experienced players skillfully jumped away, allowing the NPC priests, Xilǐ'er, Gray, and others to attack Motley.
The cycle of despair that had befallen Bennett Descent upon Motley: random bodily breakdowns every minute, an unkillable metal-armored man, an assassin wielding a wooden hammer ready to attack his joints at any moment, a golem capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with him through brute force, a horde of priests constantly plotting to groin him, and numerous scavenging creatures like hyenas and griffins...
What's the point of fighting?!
Motley felt that the person behind it all had no intention of letting him live; the methods they used were nothing short of torture.
But why am I still alive? Could it be...?
The old, Blood Corpse in the wheelchair watched this scene, two lines of aggrieved tears streaming down his face.
Finally, finally someone understands me; the pain that Descent me has finally Descent on someone else!
He excitedly reached out and pounded on the armrest of the wheelchair, only to suddenly realize that Ed had ruthlessly cut off his fingers.
But his wrist still twitched involuntarily, and the Strangler Fig wrapped around the vampire tightened abruptly, sending a signal. Another Aberration plant pulled the lever indiscriminately, and the electric current surged again—
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
The Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop, busy taking pictures of Ed, turned its head in confusion:
"What are you yelling about, you old geezer? If you bother me again, I'll shock you!"
You're already electrified!
Bennett was in unbearable pain and could only stare blankly at Motley, who was being tortured on the battlefield.
Fortunately, at least this guy is fighting alone, so he doesn't have to worry about being betrayed or anything like that.
After enduring three rounds of torture, Motley on the battlefield finally couldn't take it anymore.
In the players' view, the Grand Knight still had 26% health remaining, but he was already lying on the ground in the center of the small prayer hall, waving his hand in a disheveled state.
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I surrender!"
When the word "surrender" reached the players' ears, everyone was shocked.
Having played the World of Disorder for so long, they've fought mindless bosses like the Rat King and the Wooden House. These types of bosses are usually fought to the last drop of blood.
Bosses like Yiden and Bennett will be captured after their health bars are depleted or certain conditions are met (such as a backstab).
But a boss like Motley, with only a quarter of his health remaining, actually uttered the word "surrender"?!
This person looks tough in armor, but is actually a complete spineless coward?
Players, of course, cannot comprehend how mind-blowing it must be for a native of another world to encounter so many different kinds of enemies at the same time.
All they knew was that although they had died several times and had enjoyed the battle for over half an hour (grinding down their health and going through a death loop), the boss in front of them was still a formidable opponent.
The players exchanged bewildered glances. [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] whispered to [ Second-Class Biscuit ] beside him:
"Dude, I've noticed a pattern."
"What?"
The Second-Class Biscuit looked puzzled.
"I've noticed that humanoid bosses, whether it's Yiden or Motley, seem to be able to survive, while non-human bosses can't."
"That's really true..."
"Do you think Ed might have some kind of Batman -like no-kill principle?"
"Huh? You know what, is this some kind of hidden setting he has? I bet these guys will be eternally grateful if we don't kill them?"
As [ Second-Class Biscuit ] sighed, he suddenly heard a hoarse, aged voice coming from the wheelchair beside him:
"Stop electrocuting me, just kill me, stop electrocuting me..."
His expression froze for a moment as he looked at the [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] beside him:
"It seems no one is being thanked."
[ The Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] looked displeased:
"Tsk, good people never get rewarded."