Jiao Long Strangling Skill!
Usage: Entangle a target, rendering it unable to move, and deal 255 points of squeezing damage per second for 30 seconds. The target may attempt a Strength check to break free once per second.
Although this move would hold Xiao Jie in place as well, it would keep the White Dragon immobilized too.
With two hundred teammates on Xiao Jie’s side, victory was well within grasp.
"Quick, kill it! I can’t hold out much longer!" Xiao Jie shouted, his voice carrying through Jiao Long’s mouth, tinged with a raspy, sinister quality.
All the players were stunned, wondering where this Monster had come from.
An Ran, however, was well aware. Was this Jiao Long’s Avatar? Truly domineering indeed.
A bear’s roar erupted, and the first one dashed straight towards the White Dragon. Fortunately, the others were professionals, quick to respond and follow suit, unleashing a barrage of secret techniques at the White Dragon.
"Dammit, watch it, don’t hit me." Xiao Jie was inadvertently caught in the crossfire, but fortunately, his Blood Volume was substantial now, so no significant harm was done.
Blades clashing, axes chopping, spears thrusting, Sword Qi soaring, Fist and foot techniques roaring like thunder.
This was an opportunity for the group to deal damage without risk, and they launched their Big Moves at the White Dragon, slashing and hacking wildly.
The White Dragon writhed, attempting to break free, but the Green-scaled Golden Jiao, Xiao Jie had transformed into, was not to be underestimated. Despite being slightly smaller, its serpent-like body was difficult to shake off when entwined.
After struggling thrice, the White Dragon forcefully flung the entwined Jiao Long away.
Yet in those few seconds, the White Dragon’s Blood Volume had plummeted, leaving less than a thousand.
Sensing the Fear of death, the White Dragon no longer sought battle, gathered the last of its energy, and soared into the air amidst the onslaught of secret techniques.
"Ranged group, focus fire! Those who can Fly, follow me, we can’t let it get away!" Long Xingtianxia roared, pulling on his steed, as the Dragon Blood Divine Steed took to the skies.
The White Dragon was soaring towards the sky when a streak of white light suddenly appeared above—a White-robed Immortal Mage riding the Clouds, none other than Divine Calculation Sky Demon.
Long Xingtianxia watched closely—so they did show up after all? Pantheon, truly audacious.
He commanded sternly, soaring into the sky and rushing towards the White Dragon.
Divine Calculation Sky Demon gathered a ball of crimson Thunderbolt in his hand, slashing down at the White Dragon’s head. Although the Boss kill was mainly due to Dragon Soaring, securing the final blow would allow a share of the Boss’s Treasure.
But unexpectedly, a black cloud suddenly formed above him, revealing a ghastly Ghost face with green fangs. Divine Calculation Sky Demon’s heart tightened; even though he did not recognize the Spell, an inexplicable Fear took hold, prompting immediate action.
Escape Light Technique!
With a flash of gold, he vanished without trace.
"Hmph, quite the fast runner." Long Xingtianxia snorted coldly in his heart. He had anticipated Pantheon might try to poach the kill, so he had Jiuxiao Huanpei’s Big Move ready to counter any moment. The opponent would have been caught if only subdued for a few seconds.
Unfortunately, the foe had still managed to escape.
But no matter, at least the White Dragon was theirs.
Thinking so, he unleashed a talisman.
Dragon Suppressing Talisman!
The White Dragon’s flight suddenly stiffened, and in the next second, Long Xingtianxia caught up side by side.
Overlord Heaven Breaking Style!
With his iron spear sweeping across, he struck right below the White Dragon’s neck, finally draining its Blood Volume. The beast’s eyes rolled back as it plummeted towards the Clouds.
Boom! The massive dragon corpse crashed heavily onto the ground, and the players quickly surrounded it. Confirming it was indeed dead, they burst into cheers.
"We won, hahaha, we won!"
"Dragon Slayer, so cool!"
"Guild leader is awesome, all hail the guild leader!"
Long Xingtianxia, astride his steed holding his iron spear, stood against the sky, rays of sunlight casting shadows behind him, indeed looking quite domineering.
Xiao Jie had now reverted back from his Jiao Long form.
Surrounded by the cheers of the crowd, he too felt immensely gratified.
The move from Pantheon had indeed made him nervous, but it seemed his judgment was correct; Long Xingtianxia was well-prepared.
Despite the dangers, the battle didn’t cause Xiao Jie too much stress on his survival. The White Dragon was strong, but helpless when alone and heavily injured. The players controlled the rhythm of the battle from start to finish, with the only threat being the Thunderbolt Lei Ting Wan Jun move. But with Hong Fu Qitian, a fortified player, as their anchor, it posed no grave threat to him.
PVE really is simpler than PVP.
Of course, having such a powerful team was a big factor.
"Everyone, clear the area around the corpse! Everyone, stay away from the corpse!" Once Long Xingtianxia had his fill of posing, he descended to the ground and promptly asked everyone to step aside.
The loot from the White Dragon was the hard-earned reward of the entire guild’s battle to the death, unlike yesterday’s battle where whoever snatched the loot kept it. Both the White Dragon and the treasures in the lake’s bottom had to be distributed carefully.
There could be no mishaps.
After sending others away, Long Xingtianxia waited without approaching the corpse, waiting for Hong Fu Qitian to arrive.
"Record this. You loot the dragon, Hong Fu Qitian, this is the honor you deserve."
"Honor my ass. It’s all because of my Luck, acting like it’s some favor to me," Hong Fu Qitian grumbled as he approached, sounding rather unpleasant, but no one dared to question it.