145: intrigue

“Damn you, bugs! You’ve angered me!”

Time passed little by little. Several hours later, when the BOSS’s defense was completely worn down to 0, it let out a furious roar.

Li Feng raised his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a thousand-meter-long phantom of a crystal giant dragon appeared behind the BOSS. The terrifying Dragon's Might, like mercury spilling across the ground, surged overwhelmingly in all directions.

Even several kilometers away, Li Feng was affected.

【Notification: You are affected by the skill “Dragon's Might”! Your all-attributes have decreased by 20%!】

In an instant, Li Feng felt his body become heavy.

“It’s only a sub-dragon species after all. If it were a true giant dragon, its Dragon's Might would decrease all attributes by 50%, which would be truly terrifying.”

Li Feng looked at the illusory phantom of the crystal giant dragon and couldn’t help but shake his head.

“You foolish little bugs, feel the wrath of your Lizardman Lord! You will use your lives to appease my anger.”

The BOSS was clearly not satisfied with just suppressing its enemies. The anger from being harassed for several hours needed to be thoroughly vented.

“Roar!”

The next moment, it opened its gaping maw and let out a terrifying roar, saliva splattering.

And the phantom of the crystal giant dragon behind it also roared.

Visible blue sound waves, centered on the BOSS, spread in all directions, eventually covering a thousand-meter radius.

The low-level Troops within this range instantly perished.

However, Akayera and the others already had a countermeasure.

Minutes before the BOSS’s defense was about to be completely depleted, they had already ordered the low-level Troops to retreat on a large scale.

Li Feng hadn't understood their actions before, but at this moment, he suddenly realized.

“As expected of geniuses from a major power in the Middle World, this theoretical knowledge is indeed not something a self-taught person like me can compare to.”

Li Feng gazed at Akayera and the other two, sighing inwardly.

This was like playing an online game. Li Feng knew nothing about the BOSS’s mechanics, while Akayera and the other two understood them perfectly.

Information on a BOSS, whether in online games or on the Endless Continent, was considered confidential.

It would not be taught in textbooks at all.

For ordinary Lords, any piece of BOSS information was extremely valuable.

Understanding and being familiar with the BOSS's mechanics could effectively prevent the death of Troops.

After all, even cannon fodder Troops were summoned with real gold and silver coins.

Not to mention, the most important factor was the time cost.

Why could some ancient and powerful factions allow their descendants to have a smooth journey through the novice assessment?

It relied on the experience and knowledge accumulated by their predecessors using massive numbers of Troops.

Even Li Feng, during his initial time on the Endless Continent, also enjoyed the benefits provided by his uncle, Li Wuchang.

“This BOSS’s defense has been completely worn down. It won’t be long before we can take him down.”

After commanding his Troops to surround the BOSS again, Akayera said confidently.

The other two geniuses from the Middle World nodded slightly.

Although their millions of Troops now numbered less than half.

But the most difficult moment had passed, and now it was time to enjoy the fruits of victory.

“True God inheritance, if I can obtain it, I can instantly become the most dazzling genius in my clan. If I become a True God in the future, then I can truly traverse the star-filled sky.”

Shuang Wuhen looked at the BOSS, whose health was plummeting every moment, and his eyes gradually became fervent.

A True God, that was a terrifying existence capable of dominating the Middle World.

In the star-filled sky, True Gods also stood at the upper echelons of the pyramid, each one a hegemon of a starfield.

“However, I still need to find a way to get rid of these two stumbling blocks. They are, after all, a hidden danger.”

Thinking of this, Shuang Wuhen quietly glanced at Akayera and Silver Blood, pondering in his heart.

He knew that these two, and the forces behind them, were absolute mortal enemies.

If he could find a way to escalate their conflict and make them fight to a mutual destruction.

Then perhaps, this time he could obtain the True God inheritance without shedding blood.

“Difficult!” After pondering for a long while, Shuang Wuhen secretly sighed in his heart.

They were all geniuses from the same Middle World, and they understood each other.

He was very clear that these two were not muscle-brained idiots.

Facing a True God inheritance, both would be very careful and cautious, and would definitely suppress their hatred to avoid benefiting an outsider.

“Forget it, I’ll take it one step at a time. A True God inheritance isn’t that easy to obtain; it also depends on personal luck. My luck, Shuang Wuhen, is no weaker than anyone’s!”

Thinking of this, Shuang Wuhen swept away all the melancholy in his heart, and his gaze became firm and confident.

What he didn't know was that Akayera and Silver Blood exchanged a silent glance, then simultaneously withdrew their gazes, understanding each other perfectly.

“Heh heh, Shuang Wuhen probably still thinks that the two of us will fight to a mutual destruction first, and he’s racking his brains trying to figure out how to make us fight.”

Akayera thought to himself, a slight smile involuntarily curving his lips as if he had thought of something pleasant.

On the other side, Silver Blood’s eyes beneath his mask gleamed with cold light. His gaze occasionally swept towards Shuang Wuhen’s Troops, and a killing intent quietly emerged in his heart…