How Level Zero Devil Destroys Player Experience

Chief Reaper called out to the other Reaper ratmen.

After its health dropped to 10%, its strong desire to survive drove it, which had a certain degree of intelligence, to summon the surrounding Evil Tooth Clan to cover its retreat.

However, under the attack of the Imperial Epic and the branch elites, the tribe that originally gathered thousands of evil-toothed ratmen now has only a few left and cannot be mobilized by it at all.

Eventually, the last bit of his blood was sapped by the continuous magic bombardment of hundreds of wizards, and he returned to the arms of the ancient god believed in by the clan.

After putting away the ice blade magic he had chanted, Snow Eagle looked at the corpse of the Eviltooth Chieftain, which was gradually merging into the ground along with the broken ratmen corpses around it. He then looked at the poisoning marks that had disappeared from their bodies and could not help but frown.

This was discovered by them in the process of resolving the tribe, and it seemed to be a feature of the terrain that could intermittently attract the corpses of monsters, thereby exerting a special poisoning effect on the players.

The reason why it is special is that it will only take effect in combat, and the percentage of maximum health deducted will increase as the number of monster corpses absorbed increases.

"Is the reason why the guide doesn't recommend it simply because of this effect?"

Snow Eagle pondered.

If this is the case, it can be explained. After all, for other guilds, the existence of this poisoning effect will bring great pressure to the treatment during the BOSS battle.

But the Empire Epic is not comparable to ordinary guilds. With the investment of guild resources, it has cultivated many intermediate pharmacists and has reserves of advanced potions that ordinary guilds do not have, such as advanced poison resistance potions.

Moreover, Snow Eagle has always been cautious in its actions and had made sufficient preparations for supplies beforehand. Even if three bottles of high-level poison resistance medicine were distributed to each of the more than 500 people, it would be completely sufficient.

"Clean up here and go to the tribe at three o'clock to support Qianchang..."

Shaking off the distracting thoughts in his mind, Xue Ying gave instructions to everyone.

But before he could finish, good news came one after another from the channel of 500 people that had been established earlier. All the tribes over there had been cleared out, and not a single one of the fifteen tribes was left.

If more than 500 people were to fight against more than 15,000 evil-toothed ratmen at the same time, they would have no chance of winning. However, if they were to defeat them one by one, even if they were divided into four groups, each group with nearly 150 people could defeat a tribe.

However, the time spent in the middle may be longer.

After all, a tribe contains not only ordinary evil-toothed ratmen, but also elites and leaders.

For example, the tribe that was attacked this time, in addition to the Evil Tooth Chief, there was also the Evil Tooth Black Wizard, a leader who could summon dark soul beasts, which really caused them some trouble at the beginning.

Otherwise, it would have been entirely possible for them to end the battle within twenty minutes instead of dragging it on for more than twenty minutes.

But even so, this time is relatively short among the four groups.

If it takes more than twenty minutes to count one tribe, and four groups proceed at the same time, according to the barrel law, it will take about an hour and a half to solve all fifteen tribes.

Adding the time they spent on the journey, by the time they returned to their original place, they had unknowingly been on this mission for more than three hours.

If it was an ordinary A-level super-large mission, this period of time would be nearing the end, or those who were lucky enough could return to the city to claim the mission rewards, but they still had to deal with the final BOSS battle.

However, the reward for this mission is worth their trouble.

Even if the boss battle takes another hour, it will be completely worth it.

"As long as this mission can be accomplished."

Xueying muttered to himself in a low voice, suppressing the inexplicable uneasy thoughts in his heart.

Yes, as long as it's done.

Fortunately, taking a little longer was not without its benefits. During the time when the people from Empire Epic went to deal with those tribes, the analysts in the guild had already worked out a detailed battle plan based on the data provided by Snow Eagle and others.

Of course, before the battle started, Xue Ying did not forget to remind everyone to drink the advanced anti-poison potion.

Outside the altar, thousands of Reaper-Tooth Ratmen were on guard or stopping to rest. Near the stone forest, several patrols of Reaper-Tooth Ratmen passed by.

Click——

A strange sound came from the bushes, attracting the attention of the patrolling guards.

Just as they approached the bushes to take a look, dozens of powerful attacks came crashing down from above their heads.

Light of Judgment, Molten Explosion, Dark Fall...

Magic and arrows mixed together, instantly melting dozens of soldiers.

Similar situations occurred almost simultaneously in all directions outside the altar, strangling all the evil-toothed ratmen on the outermost periphery like thunder.

But it was obvious that with such a commotion, even if the patrols were eliminated, they would eventually be noticed by some of the Rextooth Ratmen, who would warn their companions around them of the arrival of the invaders.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

Sharp sounds rang out one after another, and soon all the Evil Tooth Clans in the entire altar were attracted and quickly surrounded the direction of the warning.

And how could Imperial Epic not be prepared to deal with it?

After clearing out the outermost evil-toothed ratmen, they immediately gathered together again to face the wave of rats that were coming to surround them.

The war is about to start.

The formation of the Empire's epic army took advantage of the moment when the Evil Tooth Clan had not yet begun to gather and pose a threat, and penetrated into the weakest part like an unstoppable blade.

After splitting the rat tide into two, the leading warriors and knights on both sides quickly separated and formed a line.

After sending the magic professions, shooters and priests in the back row into the altar, they used the narrow pass in front of the altar to resist the surging tide of rats.

But there are not only ordinary evil-toothed ratmen on the altar, but also elites, chiefs, and powerful leaders.

The ceremony was interrupted by a group of sudden invaders. The Reaper Prophet let out a low roar, ordered dozens of Reaper Ratmen nearby to jump into the giant cave together, and then took a few steps forward.

The oak staff held high in his hand was pointed towards the back row of the Empire Epic, emitting a strange black light.

Clearly a sign of preparing to unleash some massive magic.

If the back row gets hit, it will definitely be a fatal blow.

But since the Imperial Epic chose to break into the altar, there must be a reason for doing so. What's more, the leader is the Snow Eagle, which is known as the "White Falcon" in the Imperial Epic.

Chapter 158: Boss Battle (I)

"Thieves, take action."

Snow Eagle had been watching the movements of the Evil Tooth Prophet the moment he saw him raise his staff, he immediately gave a quick and brief instruction in the channel.

Those placed into the altar include not only the back-row output professions, but also the thieves of the Empire Epic.

After receiving the order from Snow Eagle, more than forty stealthy figures decisively revealed themselves and pounced on the Evil Tooth Prophet, with the daggers in their hands emitting a cold silver light.

Without the high defense of a warrior and the comprehensive abilities of a knight, he cannot output at a safe distance like a mage or shooter, and naturally cannot grant blessings or cast curses on the enemy like a priest or warlock.

However, more and more guilds began to pay attention to the seemingly insignificant profession of thieves, and even large guilds including the Imperial Epic had specially formed thieves' groups.

The reason is that these hunters hiding in the darkness, while walking on the edge of a dangerous knife, also have the "goddess of luck always by their side" as mentioned in the professional precepts of thieves, and can often play an unexpected role at critical moments.

Like right now.

The Eviltooth Prophet had just raised his staff and had not yet chanted a spell when dozens of daggers with gray luster pierced deeply into his fat body.

The reason why the thief is the nemesis of the back row is that not only does it have high output, but it can also interrupt the spellcasting of magic professions, even monsters.

If you are an ordinary thief, you may not be able to interrupt the leader-level Eviltooth Prophet.

But these thieves are all without exception, they are all great thieves who have completed the first transformation, and they also use the high-level skills after the first transformation.

chokehold.

With the support of numbers, the body of the Evil Tooth Prophet suddenly stopped for two or three times, and the energy gathered on the staff was also destroyed.

"Squeak!"

The Eviltooth Prophet, whose spellcasting was interrupted, was extremely angry. He swung his staff towards the ground with force. Suddenly, a circle of darkness enveloped the surroundings.

Although these thieves retreated in time, more than a dozen unlucky ones were caught in the act and died instantly.

However, their mission of delaying time has been accomplished.

More than a dozen figures charged one after another and approached the Evil Tooth Prophet. They were the most outstanding shield warriors and paladins in the Empire's epic elite group.

They had been following the thief's steps long before, and took over the position after the thief successfully held back the Eviltooth Prophet.

Using the seamless cooperation between them, they were able to block the leader's movement within just a few seconds of contact.

At the same time, he raised his shield and leaned forward, assuming a defensive posture, firmly grasping the hatred of the Eviltooth Prophet.

The priest pulled up the dead thieves, but these thieves and other output professions did not throw their output at the Eviltooth Prophet who was stuck, but instead concentrated their firepower on the surrounding rat tide.

Under Snow Eagle's orders, the goal of the Empire Epic is clear.

Deal with other monsters first, whether they are ordinary monsters, elites, or bosses, clear them all and save the leader for last.

Normally speaking, this approach is undoubtedly the safest.

So the entire battlefield seemed to be divided into two parts, with the front line of the Empire Epic as the dividing line.

On one side, there was a wave of rats being bombarded by magic professions and shooters.

On the other side, the Eviltooth Prophet was stuck and unable to move. Every time he wanted to attack, he was interrupted by the thief or warlock from time to time. The magic that he occasionally successfully released could not pose much threat to the back row in front of the blessing cast by the priest in advance.

It seems as nonsensical as a script, but it really happened.

Of course, the reason why we can stabilize this situation.

Except for the decisive action of the Empire Epic at the beginning.

It was also partly due to the strong strength of the Empire Epic members themselves. If the rat tide could not be resisted in the front, or the core MT defenses could not withstand the attacks of the Evil Tooth Prophet, then everything would be in vain.

The situation went unexpectedly smoothly. Although this group of rats continued to advance and were fearless, they were shot down one after another like moths to a flame under the coordinated attack of the Empire's epic people.

But Snow Eagle sensed something was wrong, and felt that this group of rats seemed a little too fragile.

Reminded by his trusted confidant beside him, he looked back at the Evil Tooth Prophet behind him.

Only then did Xueying know the reason.

Obviously, the output profession was not allowed to attack at all, and the dozen or so core tanks in the elite group were just stuck in position. However, even so, the Prophet of the Evil Tooth lost nearly 40% of his health in these ten minutes.

The reason is the familiar logo that appears above its head.

The poisoning effect of this terrain is actually effective on all creatures, not just the players, but also this group of rats, and it can even affect this leader-level BOSS.

Although it is not as effective as the poison suffered by the player and the effect is much weaker, the mechanism of deducting a percentage of the maximum health is there after all.

From the amount of blood lost in the past ten minutes or so, it can be seen that the damage of this effect can be compared with the full output of one's own side, and the difference is only 30% to 40% at most.

You don't even need to do anything on your part. Just wait for forty to fifty minutes and the BOSS may die of poisoning.

"There is such a good thing."

"This poisoning mechanism is so well designed!"

"I declare this the most thoughtful design of the year."

After this discovery was announced, many members in the channel immediately expressed their feelings or wonder. After all, it was rare these days to find a design that took such care of the players.

However, this mechanism clearly seemed to be harmless to them.

Listening to the discussions of his subordinates around him, the ominous premonition that had been suppressed in Xue Ying's heart suddenly showed signs of rising again.

"Hemer, Anuma, you guys use large-scale temple magic, and the rest of you step up your output and try to get rid of this swarm of rats as quickly as possible." Snow Eagle shook his head and threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Although he didn't know why he had such thoughts, it was always the right thing to do.

Under Snow Eagle's command, the already ferocious firepower of the Empire Epic was raised to another level. The clanging sound of blades colliding was accompanied by magical bombardments, and arrows from the sky fell like a torrential rain.

Among these attacks, the magic released by a few figures was particularly eye-catching.

They were the elite mages who were called by Snow Eagle and were well-known in the entire guild. At this moment, they were chanting obscure and profound spells, fully demonstrating the power of the temple magic.

The sky was dyed red by a swarm of meteorites, which covered the sky like an overwhelming force.

A hurricane rose from the group of monsters, carrying countless wind blades and attacking the monsters around.

Tiny lightning snakes swept across the ground, spreading and conducting through the monsters, bringing up patches of dazzling lightning.

The surging tide of rats from the surroundings fell one wave after another, and the evil-toothed ratmen at the back stepped on the corpses of the former, who quickly became stepping stones for the later ones, and the cycle continued over and over again.

Chapter 159: Boss Battle (Part 2)

The slain Revenge Ratmen piled up like corpses under the city walls during a siege, emitting a foul smell. This caused many of the front row who had a lot of Empire epics to lower their sense of smell, which made them feel much better.

But what is different from a siege war is that these corpses do not require special people to clean up. In just a moment, they are swallowed up by the earth below and turned into nutrients for the soil.

However, what is nourished is not the trees, flowers and plants on the land, but the mysterious toxins hidden in the soil.

As the rat tide was gradually eliminated, the power of the poison became more and more powerful.