Chapter 75: The Perverse Warrior

Another flash of blades and swords illuminated the chamber, yet the boss remained utterly unmoved.

Watching the female warriors’ attacks prove futile, Wu Hua began to realize that the boss slain by the Seven Fairies in St. Roland Highlands, at level 62, couldn’t have been a major boss—it was likely a minor or intermediate one. Major bosses belonged to a whole different echelon, just like now: only when a squad of high-level healers rushed forward, scattering clouds of toxic smoke, did the warriors’ attacks start to have some effect.

“–31, –35, –36, –28…”

This poisonous smoke was a support skill called “Energy Corrosion,” available to doctors above level 28, designed specifically to counter the armored chip warriors by reducing their defenses.

At this moment, the onlooker asked a rather naïve question: “Why is Blue Corporation only letting warriors fight? Why aren’t the others joining in?”

Wu Hua let out a gentle sigh. It wasn’t that the others weren’t fighting; it was simply that only the warriors’ melee weapons could hasten the damage to the high-defense alloy armor, whereas other professions couldn’t break through unless they had truly exceptional attack power. Without it, their efforts would be fruitless.

Moon Shadow Autumn Veil clearly had considerable experience in these matters.

Wu Hua said, “Then think—why isn’t the boss attacking either?”

The onlooker pondered and replied, “I suppose the boss can’t bring himself to harm so many beautiful women?”

Wu Hua chuckled inwardly and couldn’t resist saying, “Ah, you noticed that too. So you appreciate beauty and compassion. Not bad—you’ll definitely find a lovely wife someday.”

The onlooker was startled: “Hey, big brother, how did you know I don’t have a girlfriend?”

Wu Hua replied, “I can calculate.”

“Then tell me, when will I get a girlfriend? I’m so frustrated. Three years in college and still single…”

The two continued their banter in the coffin, while the battle raged fiercely at the center of the clearing.

The boss remained motionless. The Blue Corporation warriors didn’t seem to be fighting a boss so much as forging iron—a band of warriors acting as blacksmiths.

But the boss wasn’t about to let the women bully him indefinitely. When his HP dropped by about 2,000 points, he finally moved, lifting his leg high and stomping forcefully onto the ground.

With a thunderous boom, the entire burial chamber shook, the stone slabs at the center cracked, and a large section of the floor collapsed. Wu Hua and his companion could clearly feel their coffin vibrate.

The boss’s blue energy sword seemed to flicker, accompanied by a cacophony of clattering metal and a chorus of startled cries from the women.

All the warriors’ weapons were knocked from their hands, and then the boss leapt in place, spinning his body horizontally and unleashing a sweeping kick—“Sweeping Through Thousands”—sending every warrior flying. Several crashed to the ground, numbers floating above their heads: “–1000” or so.

Wu Hua was stunned. Back in the survival quest, when Snow Night Fairy, a formidable figure, kicked him, the damage was only “–99.” This boss was ten times stronger.

If converted, if this boss were truly a warrior, his strength specialization would have to exceed 300 points—a staggering statistic.

That kick triggered an all-out response from Blue Corporation’s ranks.

Many metallurgists deployed powerful alloy shields at the front, while controllers rained “Ice, Fire, Lightning, and Stone” down on the boss like a storm, their skills indistinguishable amid the flashing colors.

In front of the controllers stood rows of gunners wielding an assortment of rifles and submachine guns—AKs, M4s, FNs, SG552s, MP7A1s, Model 85s—all firing together, interspersed with waves of psychic energy. The chamber echoed with deafening sounds and dazzling lights, a spectacle rarely seen.

Wu Hua had been waiting for this moment. He swapped his AUG’s barrel for a silenced one, quietly slipped out from under the coffin lid, and fired a shot. The damage numbers above the boss's head were so dense he couldn’t tell which was his.

But that didn’t matter. The feedback from his “Precision Calculation” skill made him curse—only a “Damage Rate: 7.62%” was displayed. This meant the boss’s outer armor hadn’t even been breached, making it impossible to gauge HP.

“They’re in for a rough time,” Wu Hua murmured.

Sure enough, the boss—perhaps overwhelmed by his heavy armor and the intense barrage—could barely move, but suddenly he leaped high, employing the Thunderous Jump skill, soaring toward a line of controllers with his energy sword flashing like lightning in midair.

With a crackling sound, three alloy shields in the front shattered, and the three warriors behind them turned instantly into white light.

“Twelve-element shields, step up,” Moon Shadow Autumn Veil commanded calmly.

The metallurgists worked efficiently, rapidly replenishing the shield formation. The boss endured a barrage of attacks as he advanced, then unleashed a “Slash Through Water”—a move that sparked a bright electric arc, leaving three conspicuous sword marks on the new shields without breaking them.

The boss moved slowly, stepped back, and twirled his sword in a dazzling dance—executing the warriors’ classic skill, the Cross Sword of Heaven and Earth. Sparks flew wildly across the shields, dazzling even the gunners.

With a muffled boom, a powerful psychic wave from an unknown esper pushed the boss back over ten meters. The boss remained unflustered, holding his sword across his chest in a dramatic pose, as blue light surged on the blade, concentrating all energy there.

Then—

An unbelievable sight unfolded: a crescent-shaped, crystalline blue sword beam, about three meters long, swept along the floor toward the shield formation. Its speed was not especially fast, but the crowded formation left no room to dodge.

With a series of sharp cracks, the twelve-element alloy shields were sliced cleanly in half, and the dozen or so people behind them met the same fate, their bodies split in two as they turned to white light.

The damage numbers were terrifying: “–9000” or so.

“My god!” Wu Hua and the onlooker exclaimed together, mouths agape. The boss could unleash such formidable ranged sword beams.

“Unstoppable!” Wu Hua could only describe it as such.

But the unstoppable feats were not over. The boss, evidently experienced in combat, followed up with another sword beam, his energy sword slashing through the air behind him, sending stone slabs flying into the depths of the crowd. Warriors and gunners could withstand it, but the controllers were unlucky; many were killed instantly by the sudden barrage.

Another seven or eight returned to the Federation’s general hall.

“Sword energy?” the onlooker could only use this term to describe what he was witnessing.

The boss darted into the crowd, swinging his sword slowly but with simple, devastating moves—each slash or chop dealt around 3,000 points of damage, and no one dared to take a direct hit.

Many warriors tried to parry, but their weapons were knocked aside as soon as they touched the energy sword.

Fortunately, the boss didn’t seem to use those “sword beam” and “sword energy” skills frequently. Otherwise, Blue Corporation’s team would have been wiped out in an instant.

It seemed the boss only activated those skills against exceptionally high-defense targets, such as the twelve-element alloy shields.

After another thirty or so casualties, the clever metallurgists realized this and refrained from deploying shields, instead modifying small robots to attack with MP7A1 submachine guns. However, the MP7A1’s attack power was pitiful, dealing only “–15” or so per shot—their true aim was armor penetration.

At this moment, the burial chamber was a roaring, tumultuous spectacle.

Wu Hua’s heart surged with excitement. Blue Corporation was indeed formidable—their formation and unit coordination were impeccable, and their teamwork was seamless. Compared to other companies or family factions who would have fallen into chaos and perished en masse, Blue Corporation’s crowd tactics against the major boss were exemplary.

Wu Hua used his Precision Calculation skill again and saw the boss’s armor damage rate had risen to 81.5%. If Blue Corporation held on for another ten minutes, the boss’s armor would finally fail.