392: Chapter 190 The New Form of the Third Stage 392: Chapter 190 The New Form of the Third Stage If Wang Yunxiao were in charge of the overall command at this time, he would definitely ask all the teams present to cease fire, regroup, buff up, and then let the tank stabilize the aggro before going all out on the damage output.
But currently, that condition isn’t met, and each team is fighting based on their experience.
This results in utter chaos at the scene.
Wang Yunxiao once heard Nurse Liu explain a concept called “Principle of Chaotic Cognition” in the classroom.
The core idea is that there are no absolute truths, only relative truths, the closer the perceptions of both parties, the lesser the damage, and vice versa, the greater.
Translated into layman’s terms, it simply means that there’s no universally correct overarching theory in this world that can perfectly encompass all existing mystical systems and scientific research directions.
Everyone is in a state akin to blind men touching an elephant, with each person feeling a different part of the elephant.
At this time, the closer two blind men are, the more similar their descriptions of the elephant will be.
Consider a certain combat-type game, where the developers have designed hundreds of playable characters, each with different skills.
Some have magic attacks, others have physical attacks.
If you’re unaware of the opponent’s attack properties and buy the wrong equipment, wearing it is as good as being naked.
By the time you figure out the difference between armor and magic resistance, the opponent will also have purchased armor penetration and magic penetration equipment.
Only when you fully grasp these basic concepts and know which character the opponent is playing and what equipment they have bought will you avoid being suppressed and enjoy a good gaming experience.
Conversely, if you’re clueless and simply buy whatever the system recommends, willing to fight but never push the tower, you’ll end up creating a scenario where both sides fiercely burst each other down resulting in dozens of kills without ever ending the game—an awkward situation…
Moving back to reality, if both sides don’t understand each other’s power systems, rashly starting a war can easily fall into the current chaotic situation where both parties suffer damage.
The opponent can’t withstand their firepower output, and they can’t withstand the opponent’s contamination spread.
Both sides are essentially talking past each other, fighting a messy battle with no technical content.
It all comes down to who has the thinner health bar and can’t hold on.
The boss had already been worn down by two health bars, entering the third phase; the previously leading 108 squad instantly couldn’t hold on.
Han Bin retreated quickly.
Upon seeing something was amiss, he withdrew, but his men weren’t as quick to react.
That bear of a man, capable of killing a Salvation Army Knight with ease as if slaughtering chickens, had just charged at the beautiful woman’s feet, hugged her ankles intending to employ his family’s Mongolian wrestling techniques, but failed to find leverage, feeling nothing but sticky and slippery substances on both his hands.
It was like picking up an orange that seemed fine on the outside, only to discover that it was completely rotten inside, and with a squelch, all five fingers sunk into the orange… That was the kind of feeling.
A normal man, seeing a pair of young girl’s smooth and delicate feet, would just appreciate and maybe give it an extra glance, which really couldn’t be considered a fault.
Leaving aside those perverts who might feel an appetite, even if a few more such small feet stepped over… such a level of pressure is actually bearable for everyone.
But if you grab with both hands and find you are holding dozens of big feet—just the feet, no legs, each wiggly plump toe moving up and down your body, and then the toes burst like popcorn, that’s a whole different story.
The bear of a man let out a scream of despair.
When Han Bin pulled him back, his face was already covered in toes.
A man over three hundred pounds, screaming like a woman!”
Because Wang Yunxiao was watching nearby, Han Bin felt a bit embarrassed.
But Wang Yunxiao actually understood the man’s breaking point very well.
A head can be chopped off, blood can flow, none of that matters.
But if you’re going to be this disgusting, he’ll likely have a hard time finding a partner for the rest of his life.
Wang Yunxiao made a gesture, and the reinvigorated Little Gourd quickly started writing as the toenails from the bearlike strong man’s face clattered to the ground.
Han Bin’s eyes lit up, “If you had told me earlier, brother Advisor, watch me go big…”
Wang Yunxiao quickly grabbed Han Bin.
First, let’s see what kind of tricks the boss has in phase three…
no, let’s see what kind of tricks the other side is planning to play.
This creature’s level of disgust had already exceeded our expectations, and taking it on head-to-head wouldn’t be a wise choice now.
It wasn’t like their side was without a trump card.
Qi Bing’s Sword of Impermanence had yet to be used.
On one hand, the primary function of the Sword of Impermanence was to sever Echo Erosion, not direct combat.
It would display its greatest effect after the battle.
No one pours dishwashing liquid into the pot just because the fried eggs are sticking.
On the other hand, the opponent’s Holy Grail Bishop hadn’t shown up yet.
The docks had been sealed off, and Yu’an and Ulan Tuya each led their teams to tackle the blockade from both sides of the underground bunker.
They could not escape, nor were they willing to surrender easily, so it was easy to guess that they were preparing something big.
At that moment, Wang Yunxiao felt a slight weight on his shoulder and knew something big was about to happen.
Slowly rising from the massive Corpse of the beautiful woman was a clump of flesh; numerous blood vessels grew from it, connecting the scattered limbs.
Wang Yunxiao clearly sensed the emotion of anger in his mind, belonging to an unborn infant who realized that the mother nurturing it had lost her life and that it could no longer be born, generating feelings of anger and resentment.
Ghost Infant, a fairly common creature in domestic folk horror tales.
It is said that the dead will reincarnate and be reborn into the human world.
However, if the host body chosen for rebirth undergoes an abortion, whether voluntary or forced, and is then carelessly disposed of—say, thrown into a toilet and drowned—they become Ghost Infants that curse their own families.
After barely emptying six wallets to buy the overpriced school district house and just moving in for two months, someone tells you that the school district has been canceled.
No one can tolerate that.
It was angry, but Wang Yunxiao was even angrier.
We’re not your lumberjacks.
Who are you showing your anger to?
Stop wailing recklessly—who spoils you ?
The clump of flesh writhed, gradually molding itself into a humanoid shape.
Interestingly, as it transformed, the surrounding Echo Erosion seemed to be lessening.
The limbs rapidly withered and dried up, all nutrients flowing back into the flesh.
Even the Salvation Army Knights seemed to lose their will to fight, dismounting their horses and kneeling on the ground, bowing to the clump of flesh in the air.
Does the loading time need to be this long?
While Wang Yunxiao was puzzled, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of Qi Bing rapidly approaching.
The Sword of Impermanence silently unsheathed!