### Chapter 176: Greatness Needs No Words
At this moment, the official live room was once again graced by the marvelous voices of Madame Wang Xixi and Little Moon.
Originally, Ai Kun was supposed to join, but a certain little fan reported him, so it was left to these two for commentary.
“We see that although the players united to defeat the Boss, they’ve triggered a new round of challenges.”
“They’ve been collectively teleported to the center of the Royal City Area, and a third-party spectator map reveals that nearly all players in the capital are gathered here. This will be the ultimate showdown.”
“And what we are up against is the World Boss, known as the Nightmare God, boasting a whopping level 40 and 900,000 hit points!”
“Now, let’s enjoy this final battle together!”
Little Moon exclaimed, “Oh! Look! The Wind God is making a move! She! She… she’s running away!”
Xixi chimed in, “Even though the Wind God anticipated the Nightmare God’s appearance and declared she would run, we all know that when the Wind God says to run, she’s actually preparing for something. She won’t just abandon the Boss like that.”
“And this time, her retreat surely has its own ulterior motive!”
Little Moon blinked, “Uh? Really?”
With her judgment of her Big Brother, if he said he was running, he meant it—taking off like a rocket without looking back.
She didn’t dare voice that though.
Sure enough, the next moment, the Boss opened its wings and darted after the Wind God.
Xixi’s voice trembled with excitement, “Just as I thought! The Wind God has somehow drawn the Boss’s attention; she’s trying to shift the battlefield!”
“Right now, the players are all jumbled together without forming a battle formation, so someone needs to hold the Boss’s aggro to allow the players to regroup.”
“And our Wind God, without uttering a word, has taken on the most dangerous and crucial task! She has shouldered this burden! Greatness needs no words!”
Little Moon frowned slightly.
Could it be that her Big Brother had changed? It wasn’t impossible.
Well, after all, he was the Wind God.
At first, Xu Xiaoyue didn’t call him the Wind God, it felt odd to address her own brother that way.
But after watching so many exhilarating and bizarre plays, she ended up calling him the Wind God too.
What could she do? He was, indeed, a bit cool.
Meanwhile, Yuliya dashed a fair distance ahead only to suddenly sense movement behind her.
Immediately, she spun around, crossing her arms to create a thin barrier in front of her.
At the same time, the Nightmare God charged in with a fist that packed a fierce gust of wind.
The barrier barely held for a moment before shattering, sending Yuliya flying backwards.
Xixi shouted, “Oh no! The Wind God seems to have miscalculated the Boss’s speed and attack power! She’s taking damage! This is the first time she’s truly been hit in this entire livestream!”
Little Moon gasped, “Look at those damage numbers! A staggering 5,031! That’s enough to one-shot a player!”
Xixi continued, “Is she alright?! She! She… Her health bar still looks half full… Does she have over 10,000 hit points?!”
Yuliya, tumbling through the air, bounced a bit off the ground and used the momentum to change direction and sprint away.
“Ow! That hurt like hell!”
Her left arm drooped, nearly broken from the force of the blow.
She pulled out a healing potion and gulped it down.
Feeling her life force slowly returning and her left arm beginning to move again, she realized that although the hit hurt, it had also gave her a chance to get further away.
The Boss’s stats were utterly outrageous, about 30% superior to the same level Three-tailed Demon Fox they faced before.
Not to mention, the Boss was 1.6 times faster than Yuliya in normal conditions!
And it was a semi-sentient creature with considerable intelligence.
Yuliya activated a speed buff spell that lasted for 30 seconds, boosting her speed to 1.2 times as she dashed into the cluster of buildings.
Since the Boss was flying and she was running, the speed gap was massive—running in a straight line would be a d*ath wish.
She had to rely on cover to buy herself some time.
Yuliya moved like a bolt of black lightning, weaving in and out among the buildings.
The Boss was right on her tail, a dark flash barreling through the air.
The black flash was faster than the lightning, often catching up and colliding fiercely.
Meanwhile, Yuliya flickered in and out of sight, appearing in different places just before she was caught.
However, the Boss managed to instantly lock onto her new position and turned to pursue.
Not only could the Boss chase, but while in flight, it also launched black and red energy orbs at Yuliya or summoned phantom, shadowy imps to bite at her.
Energy Blast and Nightmare Pursuit.
Yuliya retaliated with spatial magic bolts, canceling out critical shots and creating some space for herself while dispersing the pesky imps with real spatial power damage.
Then she turned, wrapping around cover to evade.
The Boss, on the other hand, simply locked onto her golden aura and bulldozed through, smashing walls and buildings as if they were made of paper.
But this reckless charging impacted its speed, and coupled with the highly annoying spatial maneuvers from the golden faction, it was hard to pin down Yuliya.
The two began an intense game of cat and mouse, each of them fierce in their own right.
Various energy blasts collided, toppling buildings left and right.
A medley of lines filled the air, forming an imposing web overhead.
Yuliya desperately dragged on, knowing she wasn’t the only player here—there were thousands of warriors with her!
“Little Master, there is more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading; it’s about to get even more exciting!”
Once they organized over there to help her, her pressure would lessen significantly.
And she still needed to find an opportunity to sneak away.
Meanwhile, on the other side, nearly 20,000 players were doing absolutely nothing, just staring blankly.
They watched the chaos unfold, explosions lighting up the building clusters, while countless lines crisscrossed in the air.
In their minds, there was only one thought—are they even human?
Neither side, regardless of which, looked human!
Normal people couldn’t possibly unleash such exaggerated attacks, nor could normal people survive in this kind of onslaught.
The Nightmare God was one thing, after all, it was the final Boss and had “God” in its name.
But “Wind”? This too was a freaking Boss!
And look at that, “God” in the name as well.
Suddenly, a fireball exploded overhead, snapping everyone back to reality.
Then came the command: “Regroup!!!”
“Command! Are we going to help?”
“Help my foot! At this speed, we wouldn’t even last a second! Charging in would just be giving them free kills! Everyone retreat!!”
“Retreat?”
A number of players hesitated. Wasn’t that selling out their teammates?
Selling out allies in a globally livestreamed Boss fight? You’d be roasted alive afterwards.
“Did you not understand? The Wind God is clearly holding the Boss to buy us time for retreat! We need to save our forces so we can reassess the situation and figure out how to take down the Boss later.”
Once that was said, many players believed it.
After all, why else would the Wind God take the aggro right from the start?
They cast the most sincere, grateful glances towards her, holding the utmost respect for their hero.
Then they all began to retreat.
