Bob stood stunned. Leslie was actually going to burst down a demon lord level monster that was over three times her level! He turned to Freya who stood frozen in silence, 'I guess this is not normal here. Then, what the fuck was that pure damage? Ignoring defence? That is terrifying shit!'
"Huhu." Leslie laughed as the enraged Supreme Wyrm glared down upon her, like a human to an ant after the ant chewed off their butt — like it was prepared to utterly destroy Leslie. Then, imagine that ant leaping into the air and latching itself into the human's face, gnawing away.
Slap Slap Slap! Nothing seemed to be working, then pain and frustration would stack, although it would not deal just pure but emotional damage! The Supreme Wyrm's movements grew frantic, but a giggling Leslie danced like an annoying little rat, weaving through its attacks whilst dealing damage!
⦗Leslie's Stacked Burn Damage (10/10) Dealt 900 (+250) Extra Damage!⦘
The Supreme Wyrm tried its best, but no matter how hard it fought, Leslie leapt and danced with her giggling voice trailing behind, leaving it confused, frustrated and angry. Soon, it noticed the heads she shot down refused to regenerate, and its anger turned to worry, then fear.
"Yes, my damage negates all type of defence whether skills, armour or even passives! As long as I land a hit, I can burst anything down with the high mobility of my [Chained Dance]!" Leslie did not bother hiding it from the monster, confident that whether it learned or not, its was easy prey.
It was locked in one position, and its mobility was pitiful. In this massive space, Leslie could run along walls while firing arrows, and as long as each arrow landed a hit — 'and trust me, they all did' — then the Supreme Wyrm, whether Demon Lord or Demon God was nothing but XP.
Bob no longer pitied Leslie and now pitied the monster. It just stood there, throwing its tentacles, and could do nothing else but wait as Leslie took aim with her arrow and wait for her to send him to lobby — hell. It tried sending its minions, but the blue wolf made it its mission to thwart this plan.
"I cannot believe that they are people these strong in the dungeon. I barely enter Area 4 and 5 so I have never seen anyone with such destructive might." Freya showed her shock, her eyes gleaming, "Is this normal with higher floors? Are there stronger humans and monsters?"
"Yes… it's hell." Leslie grinned, aiming with her bow and arrow at the monster, aiming to deliver a final blow when she noticed a blue rushing towards them. She was stunned, but by the time she took notice of it, the arrow had already left her bow, transforming into a trail of death.
Bob ran at a fast speed, his eyes gleaming in a vicious light. Using Freya's stats as a reference, he was the fastest here! Bob was a blur as he ran forward, 'There is no way I am going to let her get the kill. Not when I need the experience boost!"
He roared, charging at full speed and appearing beside the monster. As it grinned, literally saying with its curved red eyes, 'We die here together you dumb mother—' Before it could react, Bob raised his hand and punched it in the eyes, slamming its head back, causing it to dodge the arrow.
Bob rotated in the air, and in that full spin he swung his blade, slashing the neck of the monster a second later, spraying blood all over the area. As he landed to the ground, a smile formed on his lips, and he charged forward, clenching his dagger, "I am going to send you home, little guy."
⦗Dealt Critical Physical Damage!⦘
⦗Dealt Critical Magic Damage!⦘
Bob swung his dagger, and he made quick work of the monster's body, ripping it to pieces. As all of the wyrm heads and tentacles fell to the ground, both Freya and Leslie stared at him in shock. Not once did they imagine he would charge out to steal the kill like that!
⦗Killed Supreme Wyrm!⦘
⦗Claimed 150, 000 XP!⦘
⦗You Have Levelled Up!⦘
⦗You Have Levelled Up!⦘
⦗You Have Levelled UP!⦘
⦗All Stats +30⦘
Clenching his fists, Bob laughed madly, his eyes gleaming in a cold light. 'This overflowing power I feel throughout my body — nothing can compare. I feel like I can rip apart mountains with my bare hands. That's how much stronger I've become!'
⦗Achievement (Elitist Massacre) Cleared!⦘
⦗Rewards⦘
⦗Hex Key (x2)⦘
⦗1000 Gold!⦘
"1000 Gold?" Bob blurted, then quickly shut his mouth, narrowing his eyes, 'What is the use of a thousand gold… coins? The shop has been locked for a while now, and I don't know when it'll open.'
"What do you need a thousand gold coins for?" Leslie approached, summoning her weapons to her inventory, and this caught Bob's attention. She stood by his side, observing him, "Level 19, huh?"
"Uh, nothing… I just thought of the sum and its worth to demons, Haha! Actually—" Bob stood prepared to explain to her how little one should think of gaming terminology mentions in the world dominated by— but he sighed seeing that Leslie looked she could care less.
"We should leave this place quickly, or the corruption would attack us." Leslie turned around, a hand on her waist as she observed the disintegrating bodies of the monsters, "The area danger is a tad bit lower now, so we might be in the clear for a while."
Freya approached, her blades retrieved back into her clothes, staring at Leslie then Bob. As she stood before them, she narrowed her eyes, "After such a performance, all you're worry is about the gold you— holy shit! Bob, what is wrong with you?"
"It's natural." Bob smiled at Freya, and she looked quite pale. The azure wolf walked to Bob and he sighed, patting its fur. For a frenemy, the azure wolf was the most useful pawn he had ever gotten in a game… he had no reason to make it his pet as it was now, "For me."