He knew very well that the strength of the First Dynasty was the weakest among the three major guilds, not to mention the Legendary Pantheon secretly watching. It would be difficult for the First Dynasty to solely seize the Boss’s head based on strength. He dared not even think about the two strongest bosses; at that time, it would surely become the target of many.
However, at the beginning, everyone liked to conserve strength, making it the easiest time to grab the Boss’s head.
So he simply pinned his hopes on the first wave.
Of course, he wasn’t foolish; this World Boss must be absurdly strong. Even if the First Dynasty managed to take it down, they would suffer heavy casualties, so they had to wait for those experts to make a move before acting.
Now that the Giant King was acting so arrogantly, those experts would certainly take action, so they had to be ready as well.
"Everyone, be ready. Once I give the order, strike immediately! Don’t hesitate; deal as much damage as possible in the shortest time. Whether we get a piece of the action depends on this strike."
In Yide Fu Ren’s view, if the four experts joined hands, shouldn’t they topple the Giant King instantly? Therefore, they must seize the opportunity to deal damage. If they didn’t deal enough damage and couldn’t loot the corpse, it would be terrible.
To secure this World Boss’s head, Yide Fu Ren gathered all the experts of the First Dynasty.
This group of forty were all Over Level 30 Elites.
There could have been more, but the national war with the Aoao Niubi Empire had cost them too many men. Now, only these core forces remained.
There were plenty of NPC soldiers, as the first guild to establish a country, the First Dynasty had a full five-thousand strong army, but their quality was entirely lacking. If they truly went up to besiege the Giant King, they feared they’d be bothersome even as cannon fodder.
Indeed, seeing the Giant King easily tear through the line, the True Men looked grim.
Master Qingfeng said, "My friends, this Giant King is so fierce and strong, it seems we have to act."
Master Mingyue, however, replied calmly, "Senior brother, you and Daoist Chi Mei just made a move. Leave this barbarian to Longhua and me. There might still be experts within the Imperial Army. Just in case, you cover us."
Although Wentian Wuji was also present, the True Men subconsciously ignored him.
Firstly, this person was a professional mainly responsible for running the Qiankun Shift Array.
Secondly, the True Men held some disdain toward returnees, feeling that this was unnecessary for him to handle.
Master Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, but don’t take it lightly."
"Heh, why so serious? This Giant King has nothing but brute force. How can it rival the True Inheritance Taoist Skill of our Xuanxu Palace?" Master Mingyue didn’t take the Giant King seriously at all.
He said to Longhua True Man, "Daoist Longhua, please. Let’s take to the sky together by sword control."
Longhua True Man sighed helplessly, "Ah, I knew I couldn’t avoid this one."
Saying so, he mounted his Immortal Crane and rose into the sky.
Xiao Jie saw this clearly and flapped his wings to get slightly closer.
Though he didn’t plan to be a main force and had no particular intention toward the World Boss, if it really came down to a World Boss with just a sliver of health left, then getting a slice wasn’t out of the question.
Who knows, he might snag something nice.
However, he didn’t plan on charging blatantly; he merely observed from afar.
Master Mingyue flew directly above the battlefield, pinched a sword technique seal, and a multitude of sword shadows appeared around him.
Numerous flying swords circled around him, mocking like a flock of birds, creating piercing sounds as they cut through the air.
The Giant King, hearing this strange noise, suddenly lifted his head and laughed heartily.
"Little one, come down quickly and meet your death."
Saying this, he raised a hand and hurled a rain of shattering stones towards the sky.
Combat Skill—Shattering Stone Throwing!
Master Mingyue dived down to avoid most stones; the few that got close were blocked by the surrounding flying swords.
Sword Control Technique—Ten Thousand Sword Technique!
Countless flying swords rained down on the Giant King like a storm.
The Giant King stood unflinching, thrusting out his chest, and his muscles swelled to the extreme in an instant.
Ancestor’s Power—Primordial Body!
His muscles transformed into a stony and resilient texture; the flying swords deflected off without piercing his defense.
"What, that’s—Ancestor Witch Power?" Master Qingfeng watching from the distance recognized it at a glance.
Legend has it in the unwritten prehistoric era, the Witch Clan coexisted with humans, humans thrived and propagated to this day, while the Witch Clan gradually declined and vanished into history.
It’s said a remnant bloodline might still exist, residing in the Far North’s Quanrong Giants, considered a descendants branch of the Witch Clan.
Originally thought to be legend, now it seems there could be some truth to it.
"Hahaha, I was granted the overlord’s boon long ago, awakening the ancestor’s divine power. Your puny tricks can’t harm me," he roared.
With that, he let out a furious roar towards the sky.
A visible sound wave shot straight toward Master Mingyue in the sky.
This was an unprecedented strike; the sound wave’s speed was incredibly fast, almost instantly upon him, leaving no room to dodge. Moreover, the sound wave inflicted piercing damage—the flying swords circling Master Mingyue proved futile and bore the full impact.
Boom! Master Mingyue staggered, almost falling off his flying sword, and his face instantly darkened,
"How—outrageous!" Master Mingyue, now truly enraged, brought his hands together, quickly switching sword technique seals.
Sword Control Technique—Five Thunder Sword Technique!
In an instant, the sky gathered thunderlight, forming five flying swords suspended high, their sword blades intertwined with thunderlight, impressively ominous.