The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Chapter 119 The Players' Siege

Without a doubt, Peng Zhi had just emptied his body of blood and energy not long ago, so it was impossible for him to create such an exaggerated amount of ice now.

At most, it'll be like this now, making a big fuss to scare people.

Fortunately, although the tribal chiefs could mostly guess this, they dared not gamble.

His Roaring Clan warriors had been completely slaughtered. If he were frozen for a while longer, allowing the "human warriors" present to recover and swarm him, it would be a dangerous situation even for him.

Faced with the frost covering the sky, the massive body of the Roaring Clan's centurion, along with his tyrannical blood aura, vanished instantly above Peng Zhi.

The frost that spread out suddenly froze half a foot in front of Peng Zhi, and then quickly melted in the sunlight.

It can't even compare to a low-powered air conditioner in terms of creating a bone-chilling cold like before.

Peng Zhi has done his best.

He could clearly feel that his body was completely empty, and he could no longer squeeze out a trace of blood and energy. He even had to grit his teeth and persevere just to stand up.

"Trying to scare me?"

The chieftain of the Armadillo tribe, enraged, laughed instead.

Upon seeing this scene, this battle-hardened expert in the Steel Bone Realm immediately understood the situation.

He stopped deliberately creating distance, raised his spear, and threw it straight at Peng Zhi.

There is no doubt about the terrifying power contained within.

The spear tore through the air with a piercing shriek, and the blood energy gathered at its tip left a scarlet trail in the sunlight.

Peng Zhi was too exhausted to dodge and could only instinctively raise his arm to block.

The spear arrived in an instant.

clang!

With a loud bang, the spear did not pierce Peng Zhi's body, but was blocked by a huge bronze pillar.

Old Kuai had a little scheme in mind.

Instead of a direct confrontation, they lowered the bronze pillar slightly.

Although the recoil from the bronze pillar still cracked his hand, the angle deliberately created by the pillar caused the spear to change direction and shoot into the sky.

The moment the bronze pillar collided with the spear tip, dazzling sparks erupted, and a shockwave swept out, completely shattering the few remaining frost remnants beneath Peng Zhi's feet.

"Old Kuai!"

Peng Zhi looked up and saw Lao Kuai's broad back: "You're still the most reliable one."

Old Kuai did not turn around. His arm, which was holding the bronze pillar, trembled violently. A quick glance would reveal that a tiny crack had even appeared on the bronze pillar.

They all knew that although the game "Genshin Impact" did not display weapon durability values, it was not non-existent; rather, it was hidden as a feature.

If done intentionally, any weapon can be damaged.

Old Kuai looked at the cracks on the bronze pillar and felt heartbroken. He had been using this bronze pillar ever since he started playing the game.

"We need to find a new weapon; we've really lost out this time."

"You're courting death." The Hou tribe's centurion frowned slightly; he didn't want Peng Zhi to continue living.

It's best to resolve this "accident" as soon as possible.

He snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared beside Lao Kuai. With a whip kick that whistled through the air, he kicked Lao Kuai hard in the waist and abdomen.

Old Kuai, carrying the bronze pillar, was already slow to move and couldn't react in time, so he was kicked away.

His robust body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

But as soon as he landed, he struggled to get up and stood in front of Peng Zhi again: "Hurry up and think of a way, if this BOSS hits me again I'll die right now."

"Old Kuai, you—"

Peng Zhi was moved but also somewhat amused and exasperated.

A hint of impatience flashed in the tribal chief's eyes. He was about to make another move when he suddenly heard a series of noisy footsteps behind him.

"Let's move on to the final boss battle."

"I'm determined to get the first kill."

The players who were originally sitting cross-legged absorbing blood energy suddenly stood up again.

They gripped their weapons tightly and quickly surrounded the Hou tribe's centurion.

"What do we do?"

"What? What's going on? Never done a raid before?"

"Tanks stand in front, everyone else take the opportunity to deal damage, and healers remember to heal as needed."

"Do you want to hear what you're saying? There's no wet nurse here!"

Forget about healers, there aren't even any clear class distinctions in this game.

However, judging from their relaxed and cheerful demeanor, it was clear that the players present felt no pressure whatsoever when facing the Roaring Tribe's centurion.

Ultimately, there are nearly two hundred players on the field.

Based on their past gaming experiences, game companies would never create so many bosses that players can't defeat.

They genuinely didn't think they could lose.

"A bunch of ants dare to attack me?"

The tribal chieftain scoffed, but faced with so many fearless human soldiers, he was indeed feeling a bit overwhelmed.

But it's just a tricky situation.

"kill!"

Someone shouted, and the players brandished their weapons and charged towards the Roaring Tribe centurion.

In an instant, shouts of battle filled the valley.

The players present didn't cooperate much; they just felt that they could just mindlessly attack with their numerical advantage.

However, the chaotic siege did not work as expected.

What happened next forced all the players present to calm down.

The centurion of the Roaring Clan let out a cold snort, and his blood energy suddenly exploded, transforming into a visible wave of power that swept outwards.

The players closest to the target were sent flying backwards as if they were facing a missile that had just exploded.

The Hou tribe's centurion hadn't stopped moving when he seized the opportunity to burst into the crowd.

Like a tiger among sheep, he snatched a player's bone knife and began a killing spree in the crowd.

Holy crap!

"Damn, this boss has a disarm function?"

"What kind of injury? I was punched and I'm lying on the ground unable to move."

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"I'm not playing anymore, you guys go first."

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

The besieging players were horrified to discover that the BOSS in front of them was not the kind of newbie instructor in other games who could respawn infinitely to farm experience and loot equipment.

This BOSS is deadly; every attack is powerful and heavy, and even the slightest touch will result in broken bones and tendons.

The spring scenery on campus blended into the crowd, protecting everyone in front of them.

He had originally planned to look for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but given the Roaring Tribe's frenzied behavior, he suspected that if he got too close, he would be stabbed, let alone launch a sneak attack.

Incidentally, even when surrounded by so many players, the clan's chieftain mainly targeted Peng Zhi's location.

Realizing this, Old Kuai asked with a slight ache in his eyes, "Can you still move?"

"We will win."

Peng Zhi didn't answer Lao Kuai's question. Instead, he shouted to the other players, "No matter how strong this BOSS is, it's still made of flesh and blood. I don't believe its mana bar is infinite. With so many of us, we can overwhelm it!"

Old Kuai scratched his head: "What if it's not a blue bar, but an energy bar?"