Chapter 215: This Might Actually Be a Bug
Luckily, Yuliya managed to grab Little Moon just in time, avoiding most of the damage.
Plus, Little Moon was practically at full health, close to two thousand points, and after this round of damage, she still had a sliver of life left.
“Little Moon! You…”
Yuliya’s words were cut off by Xu Xiaoyue.
With a touch of weakness, she pointed over there: “Opportunity…”
“Hmm?”
Yuliya followed her gaze and spotted an unknown object zooming in behind the BOSS.
Flying sword!
Little Moon actually prepped this nifty trick before coming over!
Opportunity… Oh yeah! This is a fantastic opportunity!
Yuliya had previously said attacking was pointless.
That was because the damage output was as effective as tossing pebbles into an ocean—utterly futile.
But there was one move that wasn’t like that!
It just hadn’t had a chance to be used until now.
And now, the moment had arrived!
Yuliya sprang up, seizing the sword.
In the split second Ahlond’s attention was drawn by Xu Xiaoyue’s flying sword, she raised her great sword high.
The ghostly image of the giant sword began to materialize, and the sound of a dragon’s roar slowly echoed out.
The Nightmare God took ages to reconstruct his skills, but this time, she didn’t need to wait that long!
“Godslayer Slash—!”
The moment the giant sword took shape, Yuliya swung it down fiercely.
Though this strike was significantly smaller than its form in the Ruinous Country, and the momentum wasn’t earth-shattering, it was still a full-blown Godslayer Slash, bolstered with its inherent power against gods and demons!
Ahlond’s face betrayed no expression, but the tension in his stance screamed seriousness.
He too swung out with all his might, hoping to counter the impending Godslayer’s blow.
But that was nothing but a pipe dream.
The giant sword crushed his attack, slicing through his body and sweeping everything in its path.
A moment later, Yuliya deflated, half-kneeling on the ground, supporting herself with her sword.
She was already injured, her Mana was running low, and after that strike, she had completely spent her strength.
On the other side, Ahlond was also half-kneeling.
Billowing black mist swirled around him, rapidly mending his wounds.
He coughed violently, as if trying to spit something up, but all of it turned to black mist.
He hadn’t died; even after taking a Godslayer Slash at nearly half health, he was still hanging in there, with under twenty percent health remaining.
Yuliya and Xu Xiaoyue helped each other to their feet.
Yuliya put in a full effort, but still couldn’t claim victory.
“Sorry, Little Moon.”
Xu Xiaoyue shook her head: “It’s fine; we did our best.”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
Yuliya clearly understood that pain, having experienced her fair share.
Both of them were one hundred percent sensitive to pain.
Yuliya had never faced d*ath, but had felt severe injuries countless times.
That sensation of being pierced through, the disconnection from reality, it felt like staring into the abyss, causing a shiver from the depths of one’s soul.
But unlike Xu Xiaoyue, Yuliya, as an NPC, had a different understanding of pain as a native of this world. She could handle it better.
She dared to leap off cliffs and face gods and monsters without a second thought.
She bore a mark etched into her very soul.
Whereas Xu Xiaoyue was just an ordinary Player, a 21st-century college student.
This might be Xu Xiaoyue’s first time experiencing such intense and profound pain.
Xu Xiaoyue rubbed her body and forced a smile: “I’m fine! I’ll get used to this kind of feeling.”
“sigh.”
She was too relaxed, thinking the dungeon would be different from the outside world.
But to others, it looked exactly the same.
Now, reflecting on it carefully, was there really a difference between the so-called dungeon and outside?
Did d*ath truly carry no consequences?
Not necessarily.
“Don’t blame yourself; I came here on my own,” Xu Xiaoyue replied, ruffling Yuliya’s hair. “You feel bad for me getting hurt, but seeing you hurt makes me sad too.”
To Xu Xiaoyue, Yuliya was the one who needed protection, even knowing how strong she was—stronger than anyone else.
“Let’s say Little Yuliya’s appearance doesn’t match her real power. When I saw your weapon get knocked away, I thought you couldn’t take it anymore, so I rushed over to help. I should apologize instead.”
“So let’s apologize to each other and call it even.”
Upon hearing this, Yuliya burst into laughter: “Is that really okay?”
“Of course it is!”
“Alright!”
Yuliya nodded emphatically, setting her resolve deep in her heart.
Even if this isn’t the real world, just a virtual, dreamlike game, she would give it her all.
Someone would always care for her. If she got hurt, they’d worry; if she cried, they’d feel sad.
No matter what, putting in maximum effort left no room for regret.
“Speaking of which, where’s the BOSS?” Xu Xiaoyue suddenly asked.
Yuliya snapped out of it.
The BOSS was still alive!
They had been chatting for almost a minute, and the BOSS hadn’t made a peep.
Could it really be like an anime, where time stops while people converse? The BOSS can only move once they finish chatting?
Yuliya quickly glanced over.
To her surprise, Ahlond was still in his original half-kneeling position.
And his health bar had dropped a bit more.
Uh… It’s not like the BOSS can’t move until they stop talking; it looks like even after they finished, the BOSS still doesn’t move?
But his health bar is still dropping.
Is he bugged? Does this game really have bugs?
After thinking it over, Yuliya decided to check it out.
“Little Moon, you wait here. I…”
“No, we go together.”
“…” Yuliya finally nodded, “Alright.”
Both approached the BOSS.
What harm could they do, they were both nearly out of health, their health potions used up, and Yuliya even had an empty Mana bar.
If the BOSS made a move, they had no defenses, no matter how close or far.
When they reached the BOSS, it still remained motionless.
Waving their hands in front of his face, no reaction.
Giving him a couple pokes, still no response.
It was as if he had suddenly fallen into a coma.
And yet, his health continued to drop!
Something had to be wrong.
Yuliya, who had come across the God’s Shadow for the third time now, had never seen anything like this occurrence.
And there had never been a case of inexplicably losing health so quickly.
“What do we do, Little Yuliya?”
“Let him keep bleeding; who cares?”
Acting aggressively might wake him up.
So they just waited.
After about ten minutes, the BOSS’s health hit zero, and yet he remained still.
Finally, he transformed into black mist, gradually dissipating.
Yuliya & Xu Xiaoyue: …
Ding! Congratulations! You have successfully defeated the hidden BOSS of the dungeon—War God Ahlond’s Shadow. Would you like to display your name?
The system prompt echoed in both their minds.
They exchanged bewildered glances, still a bit dazed.
Is this real?
In unison, they replied: “No!”
In the next instant, the dungeon data showed a k*ll notification for two 【】 on the leaderboard for defeating the hidden BOSS.
