**Chapter 179: Firepower Suppression**
Wang Xixi: “Look! The Wind God is heading towards the giant tree! She’s starting to climb!”
“But the BOSS moves incredibly fast and catches up immediately.”
“The Wind God is really struggling! She’s getting attacked! She’s trying to sneak in some healing!”
Little Moon: “But she’s still climbing! She must have thought of something! Is this risky move her last shot at survival?”
Wang Xixi: “Things are getting worse! The situation is getting critical! Will she make it to the moment of salvation?”
“Oh no! The Wind God doesn’t have time to pop a potion, her health is falling like a rock! Her defense is about to give out!”
“The BOSS strikes! This hit might… wait! The BOSS suddenly deflated!”
Little Moon: “Look at the BOSS’s level! It’s dropped! Level 38! The Wind God did it! She held on!”
“It’s all about height, or rather range. The BOSS has a reinforced area, and the Wind God has pulled it outside that range!”
Wang Xixi: “It’s happening! The Wind God is starting to counterattack the BOSS! Is she really trying to take out the BOSS here? That’s impossible!”
“Yep, just as I thought, no luck in a direct brawl. Wait! Look at the Wind God’s sword!”
Little Moon: “That’s a skill the Wind God used before! She controlled a flying sword earlier! She’s launched a surprise attack!”
“And then… she teleported away. Can we get back to see the BOSS? The BOSS seems… off.”
Wang Xixi: “Doesn’t seem possible. But it looks like the BOSS took a tumble. And it seems to have gone berserk.”
“Uh, Little Moon, I have a question. Why do the Wind God’s enemies always go berserk out of turn? Is that a special feature of this game?”
Little Moon paused, pretending to think for a moment before answering, “Maybe? After all, with the game’s realism, following the script seems too mechanical.”
In reality, after watching the stream for so long, she suspected the problem might be with Big Brother himself.
Others don’t have random berserk enemies! Why is it always special for him?
Meanwhile, the comments were flooded with “The Art of Self-Improvement for Actors.”
“Alright, back to the main topic,” Wang Xixi redirected, “We can see the Wind God is heading towards the direction where players retreated. She must be preparing to inform others about her new discovery and then target the BOSS.”
“Fortunately, the speed of the players retreating isn’t great; they’ve only traveled one-third of the distance. At the Wind God’s speed, she can definitely catch up.”
Little Moon silently added: With the BOSS’s speed, it would catch up quickly as well.
Knowing Big Brother, it was hard to say if it was targeting the BOSS or other players.
Tell the players about this new discovery? What good would that do? All of them can climb the tree together? Climb a hundred meters high?
With his grudge-holding personality, he’d definitely want to settle the score with this bunch of idiots who ran off on him.
But she couldn’t say that out loud; Teacher Xixi might understand the situation better, so she very tactfully nodded.
“Exactly! This is a major breakthrough! The BOSS dropped two levels, damage reduction from 95% to 70%, and the damage increase was cut in half. Now we have conditions to defeat it!”
“This is key intel that the Wind God risked her life to secure!”
Wang Xixi immediately jumped in, discussing the power level suppression.
The two were in perfect sync.
As for Yuliya, she was indeed running this way on purpose, just as Little Moon guessed.
However, one thing was off.
She wasn’t really the type to hold a grudge.
Usually, she took revenge immediately—no need to remember it.
Of course, another reason was that this place was closest to the BOSS’s boundary. Otherwise, the player mob wouldn’t have chosen to go this way.
Using her speed boost, she charged forward at top speed.
She occasionally glanced back at the BOSS’s situation.
Once it couldn’t fly, its speed did drop a little, but its rage was through the roof.
It charged ahead with a furor that shook the ground like a runaway steam train.
The Nightmare God tumbled down about a hundred meters, losing around 5% of its health.
Though the damage was low, the humiliation was through the roof.
Here was the Nightmare God, tripping over a tiny creature; a proud bl**d elf with its wings sliced off, unable to grow back.
It was utterly ridiculous!
It obliterated everything in its path, focusing solely on that little golden critter.
Yuliya glanced back and saw the red and black light bursting forth, barreling towards her.
“Mother of Pearls!”
She couldn’t bear to look, head down as she sprinted.
Thank goodness the Nightmare God couldn’t fly right now, making long-range targeting difficult, or else magical projectiles would be raining down, wave after wave.
But even without flying, the Nightmare God’s speed was still terrifying.
From above, it turned everything in its path black, leaving a long drag mark on the ground, painting a dark streak across the entire Royal City area.
Meanwhile, Yuliya skimmed forward like a dragonfly, silent and swift.
Further ahead were the clustered players.
They… looked like tiny beans waiting to be swallowed, moving leisurely.
Until they saw the thick smoke rising in the distance and heard the earthquake-like rumble, then they realized something big was fast approaching from behind.
What was it?
What else could it be?! Only the BOSS could be coming!
“Speed up! Never mind, scatter!”
Huddling together was waiting to be wiped out; they needed to disperse to buy some time.
They changed direction, initially splitting left and right, then spread out further.
When the noise got really close, they didn’t dare to run chaotically anymore and each hid behind cover.
In a team fight, the worst thing is to scatter—advancing or falling back needs a strategy, or losses will be maximized.
They still had more than half the distance to the edge of the Royal City area; they couldn’t just run out.
They braced themselves for impact.
Finally, a black figure appeared in the distance.
Wind surged beneath her feet, and like a lightning bolt, she crossed the gap in the blink of an eye, appearing not far ahead.
With her outfit, and upon catching her ID, it was none other than the Wind God!
She suddenly extended a hand, giving a one-finger salute to the sky, while stomping twice with her feet before vanishing in an instant.
Before the players could ponder the meaning of her gesture, the black-red light was already in sight.
It was another black figure, but with bl**d-red eyes—it was the BOSS.
Equally fast, it drew near.
At this moment, someone shouted: “Attack!”
In the next second, a thunderous boom erupted.
The ground where the BOSS stepped suddenly exploded.
The players were momentarily stunned, thinking the command was a bit abrupt, but didn’t dwell too long and immediately launched their attacks.
No matter the reasoning, they unleashed a barrage on the direction of the explosion!
