Chapter 785 - Level 180 Demonified Lord (1/2)

Nie Yan’s team originally didn’t hold any high hopes, simply because the reputation of a Level 180 Demonified Lord was too frightening. Mentally prepared for death, they were caught off guard by this shimmer of hope. Drakuru was already greatly weakened by his shackles. But after being debuffed by Kalenna, his stats were further reduced by another 35% and his mental attacks were sealed.

After taking two hits in a row, Explosive Counter procced as a whirlwind of power erupted from Lil’ Gold, knocking Drakuru back.

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“How much health does Drakuru have?”

“I don’t know. There’s no way to see it!”

Everyone glanced at each other in dismay. Since Drakuru’s exact health was hidden, that meant it was over 100,000,000. As for whether it was just 100,000,000 health or several hundred million health, they had no idea.

They were frightened by Drakuru’s enormous health pool. Just how long would it take them to kill him?

Nevertheless, even with this knowledge, they were still determined to see this battle through to the bitter end.

Paladin Lafus raised his sword and restored Lil’ Gold’s health.

Drakuru didn’t use any skills, only lashing out with his whip, which would occasionally strike Bladelight.

“Mages, attack. Don’t use fire magic!” Nie Yan ordered. Demons were incredibly resistant or even immune against fire damage.

Ice and lightning rained down on Drakuru. BANG! BANG! BANG! A string of damage values ranging between 2,000–3,000 floated up above his head.

Nie Yan and the other Shadow Dancers didn’t dare to get close to Drakuru. That was because a single of his attacks could kill them, and since they were fighting on this five-meter wide bridge, there was simply no space. They could only stay off to the side and rely on the Mages to deal damage.

Since Drakuru’s attack speed wasn’t that high, the tanks at the front weren’t under much pressure. The team worked together like a well-oiled machine.

About one hour later, Drakuru’s health finally fell by one percent.

Nie Yan’s heart trembled. No wonder Drakuru was hardly trying. Their attacks barely tickled him!

“My god! How much health does he have!?”

“It must be at least 300,000,000.”

“What an overpowered bastard!”

Everyone felt their moods sink. Though Drakuru’s defense wasn’t unreasonably high, his vitality was. He could stand there and do nothing, and it would still take them 100 hours just to kill him.

“Boss, what do we do? We’ll run out of mana long before that bastard runs out of health.”

“Let’s keep fighting and weaken him as much as we can!” This was a Level 180 Demonified Lord! Drakuru was simply too powerful, basically an existence on the same level as a demigod. Nie Yan had no idea how they were supposed to defeat him.

The Mages continued firing out their spells like there was no tomorrow.

Drakuru tried to attack the Mages in the back with his whip, but Lil’ Gold blocked him. With no way to get past this massive dragon, he charged at Lil’ Gold, only for the chains binding him to the obelisk to tighten. CLANK! His fist froze in mid-air, unable to move forward even half-an-inch.

The solid chains completely suppressed and prevented Drakuru from moving freely. If he were free to move, this Level 180 Demonified Lord would undoubtedly wipe out everyone here in an instant.

Seven hours later, Drakuru’s health had fallen by six percent. The firepower of the team members was starting to wane.

“Boss, I’m running low on mana!”

“Boss, what do we do? Even if we drink a Specialist Mana Potion, after two or three more rounds, we’ll still be nowhere near to killing Drakuru.”

Eyes of despair fell on Nie Yan. These team members had never felt so powerless in front of a boss before. No matter what they did, they had no way of killing Drakuru. All their efforts would be in vain if it continued on like this.