Chapter 217: The Vengeful Dead
Nonetheless, after the devil had a wing clipped by Gou Dan and lost its ability to fly, its repeated attempts to break through the Players’ encirclement failed as more Players were revived, and returned to the battle to keep it pinned at the same spot.
Unlike the Players who had the System plug-in and would remain the same as long as their HP bar wasn’t empty, most creatures would fall in power levels and mobility the more wounded they were. In fact, there weren’t any entity like Berserker Players who would become stronger the more wounded they were.
Even the barbarians of the cold highlands would gain fighting spirit when they were hurt early on, but as time moved on and blood loss became excessive, they would lose strength in their limbs. Then, when their life dwindled like a candle in the wind, they would basically be lying prone on the ground, close their eyes and wait to die if they didn’t have any godly technique which could turn the tables.
And the four earlier barrages had shredded a considerable portion of the devil’s HP, to the point that its strength had weakened far faster compared to the other Bosses they fought.
Naturally, that might be due to the fact that the devil did not have a second form.
Either way, as the massive body of the devil crashed heavily into the dirt, all the Players who were a part of the battle were cheering in delight.
“Have all humans become so powerful now?”
Meanwhile, Selene the elven girl had witnessed the entire battle from start to finish. She wanted to help a few times halfway through but simply couldn’t find a chance, and now she gaped at the curious humans having something like a party, handily grinding down the legendary devil to its death!
Selene could feel chills at that… if these humans who were coming in and out of Trinia freely had ulterior motives, they could lay waste to Trinia even if the other elves held them in disdain!
Therefore, she finally understood why the Silver Moon Goddess’s decreed an oracle of an alliance between wood elves and humans, even though she felt uncomfortable about it.
The standard of average humans outside Trinia was actually obvious with how adult elves could easily get rid of droves of slave hunters. In comparison, these humans calling themselves Players were definitely much more powerful!
Moreover, their powers were not like Chosen Ones who gained immense divine power through the favor of the gods, their very ability virtually being a miracle in itself. On the other hand, the Players had clearly gone through many a difficult battle—they would advance and retreat with measure even against a supernatural creature like the devil without any hint of manic.
They were truly formidable!
Indeed, Selene couldn’t help comparing the wood elves’ forest patrols to those cheering humans and what would happen if they clash.
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And no matter how she thought about it, she had the lingering feeling that it was more likely that the forest patrol would lose… the skills that the Players could unleash were as weird as they were unique, with no lack of horrific devastation.
What was more frightening was that they could actually come back to life!
If not for an elite division like the Moon Keepers who barely protected the dignity of elves as the superior race to humans, Selene might lose her mind.
All of a sudden, however, she noticed that the cheering had died down, and every Player was staring in shock at the devil’s corpse.
“What happened?” She quietly asked the middle-aged man who was wearing golden-red armor even though she was feeling a little uncomfortable.
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