As an NPC, having a lot of skills is quite reasonable, right?

Moen looked up and saw the scene, his heart sinking.

He originally planned to slowly whittle down the opponent's health, even if it meant kiting them all day. But he never expected that Cecio, as the chief judge, would be so ruthless in his pursuit of him.

[Livestream chat]:

I'm disgusted! Is this judge even human?!

[Moral blackmail, huh? You're heartless to orchestrate this!]

[Look! Isn't that the little girl in the floral dress from the Pineapple Bro mission before?]

Big Pineapple took a closer look and instantly bristled.

The little girl trembling in the crowd, still tightly clutching her mother's hand, was the same child who had sweetly called him "big brother" when he was distributing medicine in the slums.

"Damn it! This can't be tolerated!"

Big Pineapple threw down his shield and roared at the players in the camp, "Brothers! Forget about the boss! Get him back! Charge with me!"

The civilians were driven from the cliff into the valley. Upon seeing a large group of targets, the dozen or so eyes of the corpse puppet instantly lit up, and pieces of rotting flesh fell off its body.

A dozen or so [Rotting Flesh Sludge] landed and wriggled towards the unarmed civilians.

"Ah! Help!"

"Don't be afraid! Run this way!"

Although the little girl was scared, she actually opened her arms to block several people who were rushing headlong towards the corpse puppet in a panic.

"That big brother will save us!" the little girl said, looking at the giant pineapple rushing towards them.

However, there were too many slimes. Several slimes bypassed the players in the front row and pounced directly on the little girl who was at the back. The distance was too far, and Big Pineapple couldn't catch up in time.

At that moment, Moen appeared in front of the little girl.

Countless white thorns bloomed from the ground around him, and the five or six slime monsters that surrounded him were instantly pierced by the thorns and turned into puddles of pus.

Moen, panting heavily, shielded the little girl in front of him and looked up at the cliff.

Cecio looked down at the civilians who were about to be rescued and immediately made a decision.

He would not allow anyone François had specifically named as a potential death to leave alive.

"Fire! Indiscriminate fire! Ignore the civilians!"

Cecio gave the order, but the soldiers and reserve knights around him, looking at the group of old, weak, women and children below, hesitated to release their bowstrings.

The mercy that had not yet been fully assimilated by the church stopped them.

"A bunch of useless trash!" Seeing his subordinates hesitate, Cecio sneered and slammed his scepter to the ground.

A two-meter-long [Judgment Light Gun], radiating dazzling golden light, materialized in the air.

His target wasn't Moen, but rather the little girl who was running the slowest in the crowd, whom he was rushing to catch up with as the evacuating troops approached.

He was certain that Moen would intervene again to block the attack.

The light gun whistled down, carrying a deadly force. The little girl turned around in terror, her pupils reflecting the deadly golden light, so frightened that she forgot to cry.

"Get out of here!!"

A figure wearing beginner's armor rushed out from the side and crashed hard into the beam of light.

It was Big Pineapple. He had no defensive skills and even threw away his shield to gain maximum speed, using his chest to take the hit head-on.

The light gun pierced through his body, pinning him to the ground.

"Big brother!" The little girl collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Big Pineapple's health bar instantly dropped to zero, but he grinned, revealing a smile, and reached out to pat the little girl's head: "Don't cry, your brother will come back."

He looked at the live stream camera, struck what he thought was his coolest pose, and then his soul turned into white light and floated to the respawn point.

[Livestream chat]:

[I'm so touched, Pineapple Bro is a real man!]

This isn't just a silly streamer, this is my hero!

Cecio must die!! I will not accept any other ending.

Moen looked up, across the chaotic battlefield, and his lips moved slightly as he looked at Cecio on the cliff.

"You will die!"

During the brief respite gained by Big Pineapple's sacrifice, the civilians finally managed to retreat back to their camp, but the situation on the battlefield remained hopeless.

The corpse puppet devoured the corpses left behind by the previous wave of slimes, and its health increased instead of decreasing, returning to 70%!

It let out a satisfied roar and continued its heavy march toward the camp.

Moen took a deep breath, his brain racing.

Cecio on the cliff seemed to have no intention of continuing to attack, but instead waited for Moen and the others to be devoured by the corpse puppets.

To defeat the Corpse Puppet, you must deal burst damage exceeding 10% of the Boss's maximum health in a short period of time to trigger its [Heart Stoppage] mechanism.

Moen glanced at his own condition.

HP: 500/1500

[MP: 130/450]

[Fragment Inventory: Mortal Material x403, Sacred Ritual x15]

"I'll give it my all." Moen quickly entered the corridor to exchange for skills.

[Consumption: 12 Holy Ritual Fragments + 400 Mortal Fragments]

[Exchange Skill: Mirror Warp (Originating from Crystal Core Tyrant)]

After the exchange was completed, Moen became truly penniless, but he did not hesitate at all, because this skill was his only chance to turn the tide.

[Mirror Realm Warp]

[Rank: Sacred Ritual]

[Consumable: 120 MP]

[Cooldown: 120 seconds]

[Casting Time: 3 seconds]

[Skill Description: You imitate the prism pattern of the Crystal Core Tyrant, using water elements to create an ice prism, and have comprehended the profound meaning of light refraction becoming stronger.]

[Skill Effect]

【Prism Triangle: Condenses water droplets at a designated location, instantly summoning three floating prism mirrors that form a triangular area】

[Refracting Strike: Attacks one of the prisms. The attack is amplified by 120% by the prism and refracted between the three prisms, leaving afterimages. Finally, it hits the target at the center of the triangle simultaneously.]

【Teleportation: Reactivating this skill allows you to instantly teleport to the location of any prism and detonate it, causing a small area of ​​light-based blinding damage】

"Elwin!" Moen roared.

"Use that! A black hole! It doesn't need to be in its complete form, just enough to control it for three seconds!"

Although Elwin was exhausted from her magic power, she forced herself to use the last bit of mental energy when she heard Moen's roar.

"At the edge of the horizon, light and darkness meet...!"

This time, Elwin did not recite the complete incantation. The spellbook opened, and a pitch-black singularity slowly took shape, appearing on the chest of the corpse puppet.

A miniature black hole erupted!

A terrifying gravitational pull tore at the flesh of the corpse puppet, holding the enormous creature firmly in place, causing it to roar in pain.

Now! Moen's originally jet-black pupils instantly turned into a dazzling platinum color as he began to cast [Mirror Warp].

Three enormous prisms appeared out of thin air above the corpse puppet's head. They were arranged in a triangle, and the mirrors rippled with chilling spatial fluctuations.

Cecio, watching this scene from the cliff, felt a chill creep into his heart.

That seemingly ordinary female mage could actually unleash a holy-level skill? Why has Lord François never mentioned it?

And what the hell are those three mirrors that Moen summoned?

Moen didn't give him time to think. He first activated [White Thorn Blossom] again, sacrificing 10% of his health to create a circle of white thorns.

-2118!

Although the damage is not high, this is to accumulate damage.

Combined with Elwin's Black Hole crushing attack, the damage is sufficient!

[Deals damage equal to 10% of the Stitched Corpse Puppet's maximum health over 10 seconds; triggers cardiac arrest]

[Cardiac Arrest: Regeneration ability is completely lost within 10 seconds, and damage taken is increased by 50%]

Moen checked his health.

Current Health: 450/1500

Immediately afterwards, Moen drank a bottle of magic potion, and magic flowed through his body.

His entire body was covered in golden-red frost armor. This time, he did not lower his health because he could not kill the BOSS. He wanted to cripple the BOSS!

"The Cold Wind Sweeps Through the Shadows!" Moen soared into the sky, his longsword gleaming with an eerie, blood-red light in the setting sun.

[Passive Trigger: Last Stand (Increases damage by 28% when low on health)]

Instead of attacking the BOSS directly, he slashed fiercely at a prism floating in the air with his sword!

The moment the sword touched the mirror, it did not shatter, but was instantly swallowed up by the mirror.

The next second, light refracted from one prism and shot towards the other two prisms!

The power of that sword strike was amplified by 120% by the prism, and bounced wildly between the three mirrors, finally converging into three afterimages of Morne swinging his sword.

Finally, three terrifyingly blood-red sword energies, like divine punishment, simultaneously blasted towards the corpse puppet in the center from three directions!

【伤害计算：(1500-450)x2.5（枯血）x2.2（稜镜）x1.28（背水）x1.5（易伤）=11088x3道！】

"boom!!!"

For a moment, the world seemed to fall silent as a terrifying energy wave engulfed the massive, bloated body of the corpse puppet.

When the light faded, everyone gasped in shock.

That arrogant stitched-together corpse puppet had half its body evaporated!

The health bar, which originally had 70% remaining, vanished instantly, leaving only about 10%.

[Livestream chat (Old Ghost's perspective)]:

【？？？？？？？？】

What did I just see? A health bar disappearing?!

Is this correct? Are these numbers reasonable?

[This is terrifying! If that sword strike was made by a player, wouldn't the game ban their account?]

[Now I believe Ember is the main storyline... This mentor is ridiculously strong!]

The players present were so stunned that they forgot to breathe.

Alvin, panting and supporting his knees, looked at Moen, who had landed, his eyes filled with shock.

She felt that the prisms looked familiar, but the skills that Moen had learned had been adapted and were not exactly the same as the monster's original moves. She couldn't immediately see the connection between this skill and the Crystal Core Tyrant.

The most crucial point is that she was frightened by Moen's attack. The power of that sword strike was so great that even her mentor probably wouldn't dare to take it head-on.

In the shadows of the woods on one side of the rift valley, a dark figure slowly vanished after seeing Moen's sword strike.

"It seems I underestimated you, Mr. Moen."

I originally wanted to draw a corpse puppet, but considering that not everyone would be into it, I'll show you the adorable [Glacier Phantom Rabbit] instead! —Moen