(Extra chapter for my brother 'Wild Summer' [2/5])
"Damn! This Boss is outrageously designed! From being invincibly berserk when in low health, it's now shifted to soft berserk? In the final stage, it summons six expertly-crafted stone gargoyle all at once?
Who the hell can withstand that?!"
In the second hall, the bleeding Happy Stick sat miserably on the dead body of the gargoyle leader, which was now a pile of rubble, feeling frustrated.
He had everything under control until the final moment when he couldn't adjusted his position in time, allowing the minions to charge into the crowd.
It was a complete massacre!
"How many did we lose?"
While Wumeioge was healing him with Spring Revival, he asked the question in a low voice.
"Seven dead and two severely injured. Luckily, the Tiger Leopard Riders reacted quickly and held off the pincer attack. Otherwise, we'd be in even more trouble."
Wumeioge patted him on the shoulder and consoled:
