### Chapter 180: The Last Piece of the Puzzle
Once the grand output finished, a voice rang out from who-knows-where.
Maybe it had been there all along, but with so many people attacking, the commotion was just too massive, drowning out the sound.
“Who called for an attack? Who gave the order?”
“Level 40 BOSS, what the heck! Do you want to d*e faster or what?!”
Sure enough, an enraged roar echoed from the center, and a fierce wave blew away the dust from the explosions.
Players turned to look, only to find the BOSS’s health bar hadn’t budged an inch.
Given how rushed that round of attacks was, it’s a miracle any of it actually hit. The BOSS was clearly in a defensive stance—essentially dealt zero damage!
A pang of dread shot through the players.
Is this it? Are we completely done for?
Just as expected, the next moment, the BOSS surged with a bl**d-red glow, powered up, and then yanked itself free in a sudden burst.
“It’s a massive AOE! Everyone defend! Don’t move!”
The bl**d-red shockwave rippled outwards, sweeping everything in its path.
Houses, broken walls, shattered rocks, withered trees, players—everything was tossed into the air like confetti, then came crashing down.
Sure, this move was somewhat similar to Yuliya’s, but the destruction seemed way less intense.
While Yuliya would crush everything in her wake, the Nightmare God merely pushed things aside.
The players, who had been prepared to d*e, found themselves stunned as they landed on the ground.
-326.
They only lost a few hundred health. Nobody died!
When they looked back towards the center, what remained of the BOSS’s figure?
Uh… did that just feel like swatting at flies? The BOSS didn’t even regard us!
Why do I suddenly feel insulted?
Ah, whatever. If we’re still alive, that’s what matters!
Quickly, they regrouped further back and set off on their retreat.
Where to go?
Naturally, a bit to the side—couldn’t let ourselves be delivered back to the BOSS, right?
Even flies will eventually get swatted when they buzz around too annoyingly.
Yuliya hadn’t anticipated that this BOSS would have its hatred so nailed down on her.
Maybe at first it wasn’t this solid, but now it was clear—it was a fight to the end.
The attack call from the players in front? Yep, that was her voice. The initial explosion? Her doing too, all to buy a little more time.
Turns out, this BOSS is way more brutal than expected, going all out despite not even wanting to fight back, just zeroing in on her like she’s a snack!
What to do?
No choice but to keep running!
She had bought some time, but not nearly enough. They needed a little more room to escape; alternate strategies had to be considered.
Either hold the BOSS back or speed up.
Holding the BOSS was a lost cause, so it’s time to speed things up!
Hmm… there might just be a way—sure, it would be a risk.
And this risk could lay the groundwork for subsequent actions.
Yuliya started scheming a bit, setting up for her moment of glory.
Meanwhile, the live room stayed buzzing with excitement.
They watched as the Wind God caught up with the main group and made a gesture; the director cut to full screen, and sure enough, it was—drumroll, please—a giant middle finger.
The moment Teacher Wang Xixi saw this, she paused for a moment before suddenly erupting with excitement:
“Look at that! What a brilliant gesture! As we just discussed, for the Wind God to catch up means communication is key!”
“But right now, the BOSS is hot on their heels, leaving no time for chit-chat. That’s where hand signals become critical!”
“The Wind God’s pointing one finger up, middle finger to the sky—what does that mean? It means the BOSS’s weak point is in the sky! If only we can lure it upwards, problem solved!”
Little Moon clapped her hands, “Absolutely right, Teacher Wang! We all understand the meaning behind this series of gestures!”
“For example, if someone extends their pinky finger, they want to make a promise. You know, like a pinky swear, easy enough!”
“If someone beckons with their finger, it means they’re serious—usually only very important opponents merit such finger-wagging.”
“And if someone makes a gesture with their index and thumb slightly apart, it definitely means—just a little bit, the fingertips symbolize the universe!”
“Got it? But just a heads-up, these gestures work best among friends; best stick to talking with strangers!”
After hearing this, the b*llet comments flooded in with pure disbelief: “Impressive. These two are the masters of playing dumb.”
Yet the two commentators continued, unfazed: “But unfortunately, the Player Alliance didn’t grasp the Wind God’s intent and opted to fight it out right there.”
“And then… the Wind God, as the temporary commander, issued an attack directive. Not a problem, right?”
Little Moon nodded, “Of course not! She’s spent the most time fighting the BOSS and has the most experience, so she’s the best suited for commanding. It’s just a shame this round of attacks seemed rather ineffective.”
Wang Xixi agreed: “And when the Wind God realized the attack was fruitless, she decisively pulled the BOSS away, running to the outer area. She might even have been planning a retreat!”
“The BOSS’s focus was solid, and the Player Alliance suffered no real losses.”
In reality, the official live room was quickly turning into the Wind God’s personal stream.
Not just here, many other streamers were experiencing similar situations, with viewpoints locked on the Wind God, their moods aligning with her progress.
You just can’t help it; everyone loves a good show.
Suddenly, Little Moon exclaimed, “Hey! Look at what the Wind God is doing now! Despite the retreat, she’s multitasking and summoning lightning! She has a new plan up her sleeve!”
“Gotta keep an eye on where she buries that lightning!”
Wang Xixi added, “The Wind God’s placements seem pretty random; I don’t see any patterns. Juggling between summoning and burying lightning, her speed has inevitably dropped, and the BOSS is catching up!”
“It’s getting close! It’s right behind her! And the Wind God… she turned around! But wait, isn’t the BOSS: Level 40? Is she getting ready to try her luck with that lightning instead?”
The next moment, a series of thunderous explosions rang out.
“It exploded! The scenery is chaotic, we can’t quite tell what’s happening! This level of explosion shouldn’t pose any real threat to the BOSS; we just need to see what the Wind God plans next.”
Little Moon reported, “The smoke is expanding, blowing everything away! The BOSS is using a move reminiscent of the last one—blowing everything around it!”
Wang Xixi shouted, “But where’s the Wind God? We can’t see her on screen!”
Suddenly, the camera shifted.
Yuliya was flying through the air, already a kilometer away from the BOSS.
At this distance, she could clearly see the inner city walls—plenty of space here!
A smirk spread across her face as she turned around and cheekily beckoned with her finger.
She wasn’t sure if the BOSS could see the gesture, but her playful demeanor was enough of a roast!
