Second, the health bar was only a short segment above the head, not a long string of health bars displayed at the bottom of the screen like with a BOSS.
The mobility and aggression were also much lower than that of the Omen.
In fact, players had a fairly large margin for error.
For instance, just now, PDD had been dodging and weaving around the Blood Finger for some time.
But the enemy only took a few steps forward to probe, then stopped after PDD continued to increase the distance.
Or it might symbolically throw out a blood blade.
Raising a shield could completely absorb the damage.
"Doesn't feel as tough as a single Omen!" PDD had just sharply criticized when he heard another person's voice beside him.
「...Found you, 'Blood Finger' Nerius.」
「Let's put an end to you and that Curse Blood of yours.」
No sooner had the words fallen than a swordsman emanating dark golden hues and wearing a conical hat burst forth from behind the Fading One.
