Night Blood Phoenix couldn’t figure out what brilliant skills Fatty had that had caused a party of players to die. Had he ground them to death one by one or used some other means?
He had not witnessed the situation at the time, so Night Blood Phoenix couldn’t figure it out even after thinking about it. However, after seeing Fatty’s crowd control performance, he was more inclined to believe him.
Of course, this was just a momentary thought. The current situation couldn’t allow him to think for too long.
As a Death Knight, he was naturally the main force of the party when it came to tanking monsters. Since Fatty had said that the players of the party who had died would come over soon, the most important thing right now was combat!
“Death Grip!”
As he held a sword in his right hand, Night Blood Phoenix’s left hand waved forward before he slashed out!
The two Elite monsters that were chasing after Fatty seemed to be under some kind of huge traction force. Along with this force, they were forcibly pulled toward Night Blood Phoenix!
This was a skill that Death Knight players could learn at Level 20, which was the one and only way to pull monsters over. It could forcibly pull monsters within a certain range in front of a Death Knight with a mocking effect. Although no damage was inflicted, it could cause a huge amount of hatred, so it was very useful.
The Death Grip Skill could pull up to six monsters at a time. If there was even a Berserker player in the party, he could enter the group of monsters with a jump. Then, he could execute his Whirlwind Slash. That would simply be the best combination to farm monsters with!
Of course, this was a method for players that wanted to level up in later stages. There were not many Level 20 players like Night Blood Phoenix now, let alone any who had learned the Death Grip. Therefore, nobody could form a rapport on this move with him for now.
However, Night Blood Phoenix was worthy of being a senior player. Besides having a high level, he had also learned a lot of skills.
After the Death Grip pulled the monsters over, he immediately executed a Chaos Plague on the Elite monster that didn’t have much health left. Then, he attacked and managed to kill the Elite monster by deducting more than 150 HP from it!
Upon seeing this, Fatty was dumbstruck. Not only had Night Blood Phoenix learned the Death Grip, but he had also learned the Chaos Plague?
How much had this guy spent to collect skills?
The Chaos Plague Skill was also a Level 20 skill of the Death Knight Class. Like a cursing skill, it would contaminate the target with a chaotic status and lower their accuracy rate.
Even though this skill sounded useless, if a similar Blood Strike or Frost Strike was used, it would devour the target’s plague effect and cause huge additional damage!
There were probably no players with such a damage output ability that could deduct 150 HP from an Elite with a sword move, right?
Of course, although Night Blood Phoenix’s attack power was high, it was not always possible to maintain such a high level of damage output. If he wanted to use the Chaos Plague and the Blood Strike, he would have to consume a rune in the rune column. This rune would be confined to the influence of the mana. The only shortcoming of Death Knights was probably that they had low mana…
However, no matter what, the Death Knight Class was indeed very powerful…
Despite sighing, Fatty did not stay idle. He used the Corrosion Skill on the Elite monster, lowering its armor so that Night Blood Phoenix could attack it more easily.
Having a party member to help was indeed different. The Elite, whose HP had almost bottomed out, was killed in less than half a minute. After killing that Elite, Night Blood Phoenix aimed at another Elite.
As for the Elite who had died, not only did Night Blood Phoenix not touch it, but the Dark Mage, who appeared very relaxed and stood not far behind him, did not either.
Evidently, they had left the dead body for Fatty to open. After all, they had explained their intention, which was to help him. If they didn’t let the party leader obtain the dropped items, their personality would change.
Fatty was also fully aware of this, so he rushed over to take the items that Elite had dropped. However, he chose to pick them all up. Without even seeing them, he put them in the system’s temporary backpack, planning to wait until the battle was over.
While attacking the remaining Elite monster, Fatty couldn’t care less about his mana. He just released his Miasma, Poison Sting, and Corrosion on the Elite. Anyway, with Night Blood Phoenix containing the monsters, he could attack without any worries.
A minute and a half later, this Elite only had one-third of its HP left. The players of the Owl Wolf Guild, who had all died earlier, finally arrived.
This party of players was really mad that they had been completely annihilated by a Venomancer. If word got out, it would be really embarrassing. Especially after they had heard the story from the resurrected Thief player and knew that the Venomancer had snatched their Boss. Their grievances were now worse.
This was not the novice period, when death was not punished. Every time a player died, they would lose 10% of their equipment durability, 10% of their current EXP, and 20% of the money in their backpack. Although not everyone was at a very high level now or had much money, it seemed that they had not suffered a big loss when they’d died. The biggest problem was that their equipment had lost its durability.
When the durability of the equipment on the whole body was reduced by 50%, the stat bonus effect given to the player would also be reduced by half. When they had died, the durability had been reduced by 10%. In order to avoid having Fatty guard their dead bodies, they had chosen to consume 25% of that durability for the Soul Messenger so they could be resurrected. In other words, 35% of their durability was gone!
Under the circumstances, they’d had to spend some time to run to the blacksmith shop to repair the equipment on their whole body to avoid having their stats reduced if they accidentally died again.
In the game, repairing equipment had always been a headache for players. Such repairs were not simply solved by giving money. One still had to consume a certain equipment durability limit. In other words, if a piece of equipment originally had 100 durability points, after repairing it once, its durability limit might become 90 points. If it was repaired once more, its durability would become 80 points. The more times something was repaired, the lower the durability limit of the equipment would be. Eventually, when the equipment’s durability reached 20%, the equipment would explode and disappear forever!
If a player chose to consume the durability to be resurrected at the Soul Messenger after they died, that was akin to repairing their equipment every time they died. It was nothing for the Normal Rank or Refined Rank pieces of equipment in the early stages, but if the player had a full body of the highest-quality equipment in the later stages, their heart would hurt every time they died.
This was precisely why when the equipment started getting better in the later stages, one had to be more cautious about having a PK between players…
Based on the above reasons, the group of players from the Owl Wolf Guild hated the culprit and had thus come back.
However, after coming back, they realized that the situation was different. That Venomancer was not alone. There were four players now…
“What’s going on? Are they helpers that guy found?”
The party from the Owl Wolf Guild was a little surprised. However, after they found out that one of their two Elite monsters had been killed and the other one was going to be killed very soon, they were furious. Ignoring the helpers on Fatty’s side, they walked over to that side overbearingly.
“You snatched the Boss from them?”
When the players of the Owl Wolf Guild walked over, Night Blood Phoenix and the rest saw them. Thus, he asked Fatty, “What kind of background do they have?”
“They’re from the Owl Wolf Guild!” Fatty answered before he looked at Night Blood Phoenix with a strange expression.
There was a grudge between Night Blood Phoenix and the Owl Wolf Guild Master, Red Wolf, which Fatty knew. However, he didn’t know whether the two of them had fallen out this time.
Although he knew a few things about Night Blood Phoenix, Fatty had been in the Holy Order Assembly Camp in the past, which was not the territory of the Night Blood Guild or the Owl Wolf Guild. Therefore, he was still confused regarding the true situation. He had never heard how the grudge between the two of them had come about…
As expected, after hearing the Owl Wolf Guild’s name, Night Blood Phoenix and Night Stroll both frowned.
“That’s actually their guild?” Night Blood Phoenix sneered. “Alright then. I’ll deal with them!”
After Night Blood Phoenix looked at Fatty, he hinted that he was going to take over that Elite monster. Therefore, Fatty enhanced his skill output rate while Night Blood Phoenix stopped attacking. A while later, that Elite monster’s hatred shifted to Fatty’s character and the monster chased after him.
Night Blood Phoenix, who had freed his hands, turned around to face the players from the Owl Wolf Guild.
“This Boss is ours. If you’re sensible, you will quickly get lost!”
After the Death Knight player, who had walked over, said that to Night Blood Phoenix fiercely, moved closer, and realized that Night Blood Phoenix was a player with a higher level, he did not make a move out of caution. Instead, he shot his mouth off first.
“Hmph! Don’t tell me the Owl Wolf Guild is providing this Boss?” Night Blood Phoenix said with a sneer. “Young lad, don’t be so arrogant. When Guild Master Red Wolf met me in the past, he had to address me as boss respectfully. You’re insignificant.”
Night Blood Phoenix was really awesome. While he stood there, he uttered words full of disdain and mentioned Owl Wolf Guild Master Red Wolf. There was simply nothing to say about his aura. It immediately made those players feel a little surprised. They didn’t know whether the person before their eyes really knew their Guild Master. Therefore, someone carefully asked, “Who are you?”
“I’m Night Blood Phoenix! Go back and tell your Guild Master what I said!” Night Blood Phoenix said with a snort. “Tell him that a guild’s power cannot be obtained with tyranny! Someday, I will settle my feud with him!”
“You’re Boss Night Blood?”
That group of players was immediately very shocked. The Death Knight player, who had told Night Blood Phoenix to get lost, was at his wits’ end. He said in a stammer, “Boss Night Blood, I… I’m sorry. I didn’t recognize you. Please don’t mind that!”
Upon seeing Night Blood Phoenix’s cold gaze, the Death Knight player broke out in a sweat. He suddenly recalled something and pointed to Fatty, who was drawing around the Elite in circles. He said, “It’s that guy! Boss Night Blood, we came to find this guy. We didn’t mean to offend you!”
“Damn! This guy really knows how to divert attention!”
When Fatty, who was sitting in front of the controller, heard that, he couldn’t help but feel his balls hurt…