The Tauren chose the Boss Strategy of HP Enhancement. His HP was increased by one-third, going from more than 4,000 to over 6,000. Together with his high defense, he was definitely a nightmare for the Kitchen Knife Team.
As soon as he landed, the Tauren Berserker rushed towards the Adventurers at the opposite side.
Big Bro said, “Watch out, the Boss is coming. Priest, remember to heal me!” He then charged forward.
Taunt! Crippling Attack! Thunder Hit! A series of attacks fell on the Tauren Boss. Although he had only cleared a dozen drops of his HP, the Boss was successfully enraged.
Aristotle (Tauren Berserker) yelled “Die, you *sshole!”
Cleave! With a crack, the blade cut at the Warrior’s shoulder, -127! A blood red figure came out as it cleared one third of the Warrior’s HP in one move.
Big Bro yelled, “What a high damage! Heal me.”
In fact, the Priest had already started chanting before he shouted. Holy Light! Immediately, his HP was restored.
The two Hunters went to the two ends of the field and started shooting. Two Wild Beasts were released at the same time—a wolf and a leopard.
The Mage stood beside the Priest and began to use his Frost Arrow.
The battle was going on in an orderly fashion. It seemed that this Aristotle (Tauren Berserker) was a bit dumb. He did not care about the DPS and the healer at the side, but focused his attacks on Big Bro. Although his HP dropped sometimes, it never fell below half with the heals from the Priest.
As they fought for more than two minutes and the HP of the Tauren was dropped to half, he suddenly activated a War Stomp and stunned everyone around him. Then he rushed to the stands and shouted to one of the Orcs on the stand.
Aristotle (Tauren Berserker) said, “Hey, you have some strength. It seems that I need to fight more seriously. Pass me my axe.”
One of the Orcs on the stand suddenly threw a giant two-handed axe down. Aristotle threw away his giant machete and rushed back with the giant axe.
At this time, the Warrior recovered from the stun, and was ready to continue to fight as he saw the Tauren return.
The damage of the Tauren was increased again after he changed weapons. Big Bro was in danger—his HP dropped below one-third several times, but luckily, the Priest was very helpful in restoring his HP.
Xiao Yu shook his head as he watched. The Boss controlled by AI just could not make it. It was just a sponge even though his HP was very high and attacks were very fierce. There was no suspense when he met a team with an even distribution of roles.
Five minutes into the battle, finally, with a scream, the Tauren’s HP was cleared.
Aristotle (Tauren Berserker) said, “Damn, I should have killed the healer first, ah!” With a plop, the Tauren fell to the ground.
Big Bro wiped the sweat off his face. “Thank goodness, it’s finally dead.” As a tank, he was suffering from a lot of stress. After all, this was a holographic game. When facing the Boss, the players felt like they were present on the scene. Although their pain was turned off, it was still terrifying to see the axe cut on themselves.
But it was all worth it, and now they could finally check out the equipment dropped.
As the team leader and the MT, Big Bro was the most qualified to check it out. He rubbed his hands together, walked to the body of the Tauren, and reached out with his hand.
“Sh*t, Berserker Axe, attack of 23-48, 30% chance to reduce the target’s armor by 10 points, lasting 10 seconds. Good stuff!”
As expected, the Warrior kept the axe. It was a pity that he could not hold it, as it was a two-handed axe.
The second thing was a ring.
Aristotle’s Nose Ring (Ring): Spirit +5. This ring was given to the Priest.
It seemed that this group of players was quite strong. As Xiao Yu thought, that voice suddenly came out again.
“Look, that Tauren is how you will end up soon, soon.” That voice was full of resentment and malice, as if he bore a deep grudge against Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu thought that this was weird. He had not heard that voice anymore since he entered the game. He had almost forgotten about it as he thought it was just his illusion. Who knew that it would come out again.
“Shut up, you son of a b*tch.”
“Why, are you afraid? Hmph, you should be! It’s gonna be soon, soon.”
Xiao Yu wondered what he could do. Although there was no actual damage to him, it was really disturbing to have a voice in his ears all the time. Or maybe he should stop playing the account. Anyway, he would stop sooner or later. As he hesitated, an old voice suddenly sounded.
“Please don’t leave, Little Brother. I see that your ophryon appears dark, and it seems that there are evil spirits around you. If you listen to my words, there may be a way to save you.”
What? Xiao Yu turned back, puzzled, but behind him was an old man dressed weirdly.
He was wearing a very colorful, dark green Magic Garb, with many strange geometric patterns on it. With a pointed hat on his head, his skin was wrinkled and his beard was white and long. He held a staff in his hand. The head of the staff was a dragon claw holding a crystal ball, which made him look like a mysterious master.
Xiao Yu looked at his name.
Merlin (Astral Mystique Mage), a level 21 Elite.
Eric (Goblin Flame Warlock) asked, “You are?”
Merlin (Astral Mystique Mage) replied, “I’m Merlin, but this is my net name. In reality, people call me Fortuneteller Liu. As you can see, I’m a fortune teller.”
“Oh, he’s a player. But wait a minute, a fortune teller?”
Xiao Yu thought, “Are you serious? You can tell fortunes in the game? Do your parents even know you can do that? Well, looking at his appearance, I don’t think his parents are still alive.”
Eric (Goblin Flame Warlock) asked, “What do you want from me?”
Merlin (Astral Mystique Mage) answered, “As I said, I see that your ophryon appears dark, and there is a trace of gloom around your body. If I’m not wrong, you may be haunted by ghosts.”
Xiao Yu thought that although he could hear a strange voice, he was haunted by ghosts? That was a bit far-fetched. He had not done any bad things in his life, how could he be haunted by ghosts? Anyway, how could there be ghosts in the world?
Eric (Goblin Flame Warlock) said, “Well, I’m a materialist, it’s unlikely for there to be a ghost…” His mouth wanted to refuse, but he thought in his heart and did not say it in a very certain way.
Merlin (Astral Mytique Mage) said, “Hehe, you don’t believe me. The resentment on your body is overwhelming, and this ghost is extraordinary. Normal people can’t deal with it. But don’t worry, my power is sufficient to deal with it. It’s okay if you don’t believe me. It is said that what you hear about may be false, what you see is true. Why don’t we see how I can exorcise it? If I can’t prove myself, I won’t ask for a single dollar. But if I can get rid of the ghost, I’ll charge you $100.”
Xiao Yu thought that it was a good deal. It was not too bad to buy peace of mind for $100. If he was really haunted by a ghost, $100 was really cheap.
Eric (Goblin Flame Warlock) said, “Well, $100, right? If you can get rid of the ghost for me, $100 is not a big deal. Where do you come from? How can I meet you in person?”
Merlin (Astral Mytique Mage) answered, “I’m just exorcising a ghost, there’s no need for us to meet up.”
The light in Merlin’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly pointed at Xiao Yu.
“Evil creature, show yourself.” A stream of black air flew out of Xiao Yu’s bearskin coat and condensed into a human figure in mid air.
Xiao Yu was shocked. After a close look, he found that he knew that ghost: Manster Moonwalker.
“Damn, it’s a ghost in the game. Sh*t, it really scared me.”