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The Dragon King was speechless for a moment.

This is a raid instance, not a random monster instance. How could you possibly solo the boss?

With the Dragon King's silence, everyone else also fell silent, and the atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

The group walked through a corridor full of cobwebs and arrived at a wide underground sewage channel.

The already nauseating musty smell in the air had now turned into a strong, pungent stench of corpses.

In the center of the sewage pool, there was a huge mountain of flesh pieced together from countless rotting limbs.

As the crowd approached, the "mountain of flesh" suddenly trembled, and several distorted human faces sewn onto its stomach simultaneously let out wails.

Boom!

The mountain of flesh stood up, its four-meter-tall body exuding an overwhelming aura, wielding a rusty, giant butcher's knife.

【Boss #1: Stitched Corpse Monster (Lv.12)】

[HP: 45000/45000]

[Skills: Venom Spray, Limb Regeneration, Corrosive Strike.]

"Watch your position!"

Lin Qingyue's expression was solemn. She waved her staff and said, "This BOSS is huge and has a wide attack range. Knights should pull it from behind, melee fighters should attack from the side, and ranged fighters should spread out! Don't step on the poisonous water!"

"clear!"

The fat man roared and charged forward, shield in hand.

【ridicule】!

The stitched-together ghoul roared and swung its butcher's knife, slamming it heavily onto the fat man's shield, causing the fat man's health bar to drop significantly.

The battle has officially begun.

The pace was relatively steady at first.

Although the fat man was a chatterbox, his monster-pulling skills had become much more reliable under Su Yu's prior tutelage. Lin Qingyue and the two mages were dealing massive damage from the back row, keeping the enemy's health very stable.

However, when the BOSS's health dropped to 70%, an unexpected event occurred.

"roar--!"

The stitched-up corpse monster's stomach suddenly ripped open, spraying out a large amount of green venom that instantly covered half the area.

[BOSS Skill: Corrupted Swamp!]

"Get out of the poisonous water! Move quickly!" Lin Qingyue shouted.

Everyone immediately stopped and moved aside, except for one person: the Dragon King.

At this moment, he is in the final stage of a combo.

The dagger danced in his hand, and he was about to unleash the assassin's high-burst finishing move, "Eviscerate."

"If I move now, my combo points will be reset to zero..."

The Dragon King looked at the poisonous water spreading beneath his feet, a sliver of hope flashing through his mind:

"I'm a leather armor class, so my magic resistance isn't low. I can tank the poison, and the healer can just heal me. I have to unleash this wave of damage!"

Driven by greed, he didn't move, but instead endured the venom and delivered the final blow.

-680! (Finishing move critical hit!)

The damage was indeed inflicted, but the cost was devastating.

Zizizi!

Green venom covered his entire body, and the Dragon King's health bar plummeted like a flood.

-150! -135! -155! (Highly toxic and corrosive!)

"Hiss... Priest, healing spell!" The Dragon King gasped and shouted.

Su Qianqian, sitting in the back row, was startled. Instinctively, she cast the [Holy Light Healing] spell she had originally prepared for the fat man onto the Dragon King, and then followed up with a [Quick Heal] spell, barely managing to bring the Dragon King's health back up.

However, this led to a fatal problem—the main tank was weaned off healing.

"Holy crap?! Where's the milk?!"

The fat man stared at his nearly depleted health bar, while the boss in front of him raised its blade high, preparing to unleash a devastating attack. He was terrified.

"Sister Qianqian! Forget about that idiot assassin! You're going to die!!"

Su Qianqian was sweating profusely with anxiety: "Skills...skills are all on cooldown!"

To make matters worse, the BOSS let out a roar, and five or six more rotting zombies crawled out of the surrounding shadows and surged toward the back row.

There's the risk of the tank dying from weaning, and then there are mobs attacking the back row.

"Damn it..."

Lin Qingyue gritted her teeth and slammed her staff heavily on the ground.

[Frost Magic: Extreme Cold Ice Wall!]

A thick ice wall rose from the ground, firmly blocking the group of monsters outside.

"I've got the small monster under control! But I can't worry about the fat guy..."

Lin Qingyue hadn't finished speaking.

The rusty butcher's knife, accompanied by a whistling sound, swung down towards the fat man, who was already bleeding profusely.

The fat man closed his eyes in despair: "It's over, I'm going to confess."

Just then, a dark red figure cut into the battlefield.

Su Yu had been loitering to the side and behind the BOSS, like a lazy bum, but at this moment, his gaze turned serious.

Just as the butcher's knife was about to fall, he stepped into the BOSS's attack range, his left hand suddenly shot out, blood surging in his palm.

Grab and determine!

[A bloodthirsty hand!]

The red-glowing hand grabbed the stitched-up corpse monster's thick, tree-trunk-like arm.

Om-!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The BOSS's deadly strike was abruptly halted in mid-air!

Su Yu was enveloped in an invincible golden-red light, forcibly interrupting the BOSS's actions.

"Explode it for me!"

Su Yu gave a low shout and tightened his grip.

boom!!

A terrifying surge of blood energy exploded within the BOSS's body.

-2200! (Burst attack!)

[Forced freeze!]

The giant stitched-together ghoul let out a scream, its massive body thrown backward by the force, and it remained frozen for three seconds.

The crisis is over.

"Focus fire! It's stunned!"

Su Yu released her grip, her calm voice resounding throughout the venue.

Everyone then seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Attack! Attack now!"

"Go all out!"

Su Qianqian took the opportunity to heal the fat man to full health. The fat man escaped death and roared as he unleashed all his skills on the BOSS's face.

"..."

Three minutes later.

With a mournful cry from the BOSS, the massive mountain of flesh collapsed, scattering equipment and potions all over the ground.

"Phew...done."

The second square is finally finished.

Wang Tuyun collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, her back completely soaked.

Everyone quickly took out their medicine to replenish their supplies, but the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Lin Qingyue turned around, her icy blue eyes coldly staring at the arrogant dragon king who was drinking his medicine.

"Chen Feng".

Lin Qingyue addressed him by his name, her voice as cold as ice: "Why didn't you move aside when the BOSS was spewing poison?"

The Dragon King paused for a moment, instinctively wanting to explain, "I... I saw the BOSS was entering a fast-paced phase, and I wanted to greedily deal some damage..."

"Greedy for damage output?" Lin Qingyue interrupted him directly, her tone stern: "Because you were greedy for that little bit of damage, Qianqian used all her skills to save you, the main tank almost fell, and the team almost wiped out!"

"Is this what you call the awareness of being second in the entire server?"

"If that's the case, I don't think you're suitable for this elite group."

These words were extremely harsh, showing absolutely no consideration for others.

The surrounding guild members fell silent, while the fat man watched the scene with schadenfreude.

The Dragon King's face turned bright red, and his fists clenched tightly.

He wanted to argue, but he glanced at Lin Qingyue's utterly disappointed eyes, and then at Su Yu, who was leisurely wiping his weapon and had just saved the day.

That instant.

A mind that had been clouded by confusion seemed to be awakened by a bucket of cold water.

Since being recruited by Qingge, hailed as a hidden ace, and climbing to second place on the leaderboard, he has indeed become arrogant.

He was too eager to impress Lin Qingyue and to surpass the anonymous number one, but in the end, he lost his most basic professional ethics.

There was a long silence.

The Dragon King loosened his fist, and miraculously, some of the arrogance and impetuosity on his face faded away.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry, President."

"It's my fault, I was too hasty, I won't do it again."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyue was slightly taken aback, and the coldness in her eyes dissipated somewhat.

She originally thought this arrogant guy would just walk away, but she didn't expect him to admit his mistake.

"Good to know."

Lin Qingyue's tone softened somewhat: "Your technique is fine, and I don't want to see this kind of basic mistake again."

"Next level, follow instructions."

The Dragon King nodded silently and said no more.

This time, however, his gaze toward Su Yu held less contempt and more seriousness and... scrutiny.

Was that precise, millimeter-precise grab and interruption just now really luck?