Boom!
A severed tentacle fell from the sky, smashing apart a house that was already crumbling.
Next, it struck the ground, creating countless cracks, while pitch-black blood gushed from the wound like a broken water tower, pouring down.
Witnessing this, everyone was left in shock.
That terrifying, overwhelmingly powerful King of Terror was actually struck hard enough to lose a tentacle!
That red light just now was truly monstrous!
“What was that!?” a player in the distance exclaimed, face full of disbelief.
“I don’t know, but that was amazing, actually blasting off that monster’s tentacle!”
“It seemed to come from that little white dot earlier!”
“Could it be the owner of the Silver Alchemy Workshop?”
“Hiss! Now that you mention it, it really does look like the owner in full white armor!”
“It’s the White Knight!”
“So powerful!”
“Are we saved?”
“Yahweh above!”
“That must be the angel sent by almighty Yahweh to save us!”
“Yahweh above!”
“Almighty, supreme Yahweh!”
The players shouted excitedly, as if they had already escaped danger.
“Amazing, is this the White Knight’s true power!?” Xingyue said in shock.
Though also a closed beta player, the White Knight was vastly stronger than the rest of them, as different as earth and sky.
“So unbeatable!” Boyang exclaimed excitedly.
Dancing Elephant clenched his fists, slightly excited, feeling lucky for his decision.
Mulin and Bai Xue reacted more calmly.
The former was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, found it quite reasonable.
After all, the other party had been a key figure since the closed beta.
If she hadn’t been afraid of secrets leaking to outsiders, she would’ve told everything long ago and let her handle things.
The truth had proven that relying on herself alone just wouldn’t work.
No matter how hard she tried.
But a supporting role is still a supporting role.
No matter how outstanding, she could never take the lead’s place.
(Some things, some people, really are destined.) With a sigh in her heart, Mulin quickly sped up her steps.
Bai Xue knew her own position very well, so she didn’t think about such things, feeling simply surprised and delighted by her master’s strength.
“Grrrraaaaah!” The King of Terror let out a ghastly roar.
To it, losing a tentacle wasn’t a serious wound.
But the pain was real.
Ye Lian landed a hit but didn’t immediately pursue.
Because ordinary attacks had little effect on this giant.
Only with heavy blows could she deal true damage.
The Destroyer’s Energy Charge Shot was clearly the best choice.
However, such an attack required time to compress and charge energy.
This inevitably slowed the rhythm of battle.
Gains always come with losses.
Of course, she could charge while fighting.
But that would drop efficiency significantly.
She’d already noticed this issue when fighting the Grey Giant.
Rather than meaningless attacks, it was better to focus on charging up a powerful shot.
Up to now, she had never unleashed the Destroyer’s full might.
The stronger the user, the greater the gun’s power.
But squeezing out its full potential was no easy task.
The King of Terror, enduring the agony, attacked Ye Lian in hatred again.
This abnormally powerful ant had to be eliminated at once!
Two tentacles swung simultaneously, as if to blot out the sky.
Sensing the oncoming attack, Ye Lian pushed off the ground with her toes, her figure darting away.
The two tentacles slammed down, reducing the building where she’d stood to splinters.
Even the ground was not spared, massive cracks bursting forth, dust billowing everywhere.
If a person were struck by such tentacles, they would surely become nothing but a mist of blood, with no chance of survival!
All the eyeballs on the King of Terror’s body spun madly, searching desperately for something.
Suddenly, the many eyeballs clustered on a tentacle reflected a pure white silhouette.
And the large-caliber pistol covered in engraving in her hand.
“Compared to its body, the tentacles are much easier to destroy.
And they regenerate very slowly.”
This was something Ye Lian had observed.
She fired at the tentacle before her without hesitation.
When the King of Terror sensed danger, a terrifying crimson beam had already pierced through its tentacle.
The same scene played out again.
A second tentacle was blasted off, blood gushing!
The King of Terror endured the pain, countless eyes locking onto Ye Lian, frantically gathering energy.
Then, every eye fired a crimson beam.
They moved as fast as lightning, like countless lasers raining down.
Interwoven, they formed a net that seemed impossible to escape.
Such a rapid, dense, nearly inescapable attack was truly overwhelming.
Yet, whether it could be overcome depended on the person.
As the deadly beams were about to hit Ye Lian—
A strange delay came over the area’s space.
It was as if someone had forcibly slowed the flow of time in this area.
The beams, originally speeding toward her, now moved in slow motion.
Not just a person—even a turtle could dodge them unscathed.
In this slowed world, Ye Lian moved like a phantom.
In the blink of an eye, she escaped the inescapable web.
Then, time returned to normal.
Countless crimson beams struck the ground, riddling it with holes.
If those beams had hit a person, they would have been torn to shreds in an instant, dying before they even realized it.
“That was close.
This thing sure has plenty of tricks up its sleeve.”
Ye Lian landed atop a building, speaking with a blank expression.
“White Knight.” Just then, Mulin leapt from another building, landing at her side.
“You’re here.” Ye Lian wasn’t surprised; it would’ve been strange if she hadn’t shown up.
“Master!” Bai Xue arrived a little behind.
Her skills weren’t on Mulin’s level, so it was already impressive that she could keep up at all.
“You two attack its wounds. Watch out for the tentacles and eyes.”
Ye Lian didn’t waste words, giving orders directly.
“Yes!” the two responded in unison.
She didn’t let them attack the tentacles, as it was too dangerous.
Attacking the wounds left earlier would yield better results.
For now, it seemed like their side had the upper hand.
But Ye Lian knew this was only temporary.
Because the Dream Abyss Master’s cooldown might be very short.
And the King of Terror had yet to use its Gluttony Aura or Aura of Fear.
(Must finish it off as soon as possible, or things will only get worse!)
Ye Lian worried in secret.
The King of Terror had unleashed a terrifying ultimate move right from the start, not playing by any rules; no one knew when it would reveal its trump card.
Boyang and the others arrived at the edge of the battlefield but didn’t go in.
They had a clear sense of their own limits.
Even if they went up, they’d be no help.
They were only here in case of emergencies.
No matter what, staying near the White Knight was definitely safer than staying far away.
That’s what Dancing Elephant thought.
The King of Terror stood dazed for several seconds.
It never expected that this ant could dodge its carefully laid fatal strike.
Such an unbelievable thing was truly hard to accept!