The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

"Oh my god! Someone protect me! I'm a high-class logistics-oriented dad!"

The professionals from the four guilds besieging the BOSS were not all combat-oriented; nearly a third of them were support-oriented.

Their combat ability is basically limited to basic attacks.

Because their skills are all resource-making skills specific to their class and profession.

Making potions, making scrolls, setting up formations, building turrets, and so on.

These skills all share a common characteristic: they cannot be used instantly; there is always a preparation process involved.

The scene is now in complete chaos.

The logistics team was scattered by a tidal wave of summoned creatures.

The poor logistics professionals had no choice but to find a way to escape to a safe place on their own.

But what do bandits do?

We run a legitimate business!

"Stop right there! What the hell do you do for a living?!"

A clone wearing a 10,000-head mask blocked a logistics professional from the Tianzhao Guild.

"I am an equipment specialist, a gem expert, hehe, I'm good at setting gems."

Yiwan grabbed a Lv5 undead rage buffalo next to him, slammed it onto him, and then stomped on it.

The weight pressed down on the father, who was in the logistics department, so he couldn't move.

"Bullshit! I clearly saw you making rolls! Hand over all the rolls you have!"

"No, brother, I made this using guild resources; it's public property. If I give it to you, I'll be punished, and I can't afford to pay for it!"

"What's that to me? Give it to me or I'll blow you up!"

The logistics department staff member, with unspeakable suffering, said in a tearful voice, "No, I heard you are all great people who punish evil and promote good, the conscience of professionals, how could you do such a thing?"

"How is robbing the rich to help the poor not considered being a good person?"

"Who did you help?"

"Me? I'm very poor, can't you tell?!"

This guy from the logistics department feels like his CPU is about to burn out.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he decided to spend money to ensure his safety, even if it meant working for the guild for free for the rest of his life.

He opened his backpack and showed it to Wan, giving him the scrolls inside, and even the unused materials for making the scrolls.

The backpack with 10,000 yuan wasn't as big as the other person's, so it couldn't hold everything. They had to call over a three-ball player to help them pack it together.

"Alright, you can go now."

Wan thoughtfully grabbed him and threw him to the outskirts of the chaos.

"Thank you!"

One Wan said to Three of Bamboo, "Look, he even thanked us."

Similar scenes are playing out everywhere.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the bandits looted and stripped some of the logistics professionals present naked.

Song Gua, hiding in the shadows, synchronizes with the memories of his clones.

Upon learning of this, he couldn't stop smiling.

Oh my god!

I robbed eight major guilds!

It's been sent!

My conscience feels no guilt whatsoever, because we are robbing the rich to help the poor.

Compared to the eight major guilds, we bandits are far too poor.

"Alright, stop playing around. The number of monsters we have is decreasing rapidly. Let's execute the crucial steps quickly."

Fire Brother in the air blasted all the drones with a single punch, causing the high-level commanders of the eight major guilds to temporarily lose contact with the scene.

"Take the BOSS away!"

The professionals from several guilds present were stunned by Huozi's order.

The bandits are crazy.

You guys, when we're about to defeat the BOSS, can be incredibly unethical, somehow mix up with the monsters, and steal our BOSS.

But this was robbery, it was murder, it can't just be taken away!

Robbery can be tolerated, but theft cannot be tolerated!

Do they think we're invisible?!

You guys carried the BOSS away right under our noses. How are we, the top guilds in Yunshan City, supposed to survive?

"Protect the BOSS!"

"Clear the monsters!"

"Stop the bandits!"

"Save face!"

Without the guidance of higher-ups, the professionals on site began to act freely.

Walker, the deadly pig butcher, was starting to lose confidence because of what he was seeing.

Why are the two-legged creatures that attacked me one day now fighting with the next wave of strangely dressed two-legged creatures?

He even used healing skills on himself to prevent himself from dying?

My goodness, I've never fought such a rich battle in my life!

Walker was actually quite helpless.

His combat mechanics are influenced by the aggro mechanism.

Since all his attacks are single-target, it means he's always chasing the person with the highest aggro.

Who is the one with the highest level of hatred right now?

Ghost Brother.

His summoned creatures attacked Walker far too many times.

Where is Ghost Brother?

Riding a bone dragon and flying through the sky—this is Ghost Brother's current ultimate move, a rare-quality Skeleton Dragon Knight skill that summons a skeleton dragon for a period of time.

Walker can't fly.

So he just stood there, staring blankly at the sky?

Of course not, there wouldn't be such a basic bug in the game.

He will attack enemies with lower aggro values.

The group that was originally supposed to be attacking the BOSS has long since lost all their aggro.

The enemies with slightly less hatred are those trash monsters that Ghost Brother turned into summoned creatures.

None of them could withstand a single blow from Walker.

But there are a lot of them.

The monsters scattered in all directions, creating a kind of random kite-flying situation, which caused Walker to run around the field aimlessly.

The members of the four major guilds wanted to keep the BOSS by their side, but the BOSS was currently in a berserk state and was running away at lightning speed, making it impossible to keep him.

"West Wind! It's up to you now!"

Walker, who had been running around aimlessly, finally escaped the encirclement of the four major guilds' professionals.

Ghost Brother, riding on the bone dragon, swooped down and closed in on Walker.

As Ghost Brother got closer and closer to Walker, the latter seemed to sense something and looked up.

The one with the highest hatred value has arrived. Walker was tempted and swung his blade at him.

"when!"

"Snap!"

The bone dragon's bones were as hard as iron, but Walker's knife was even sharper, severing one of the bone dragon's leg bones in one stroke.

But the bone dragon seemed unaffected, using its other claw to grip Walker's shoulder and carrying him into the sky.

Walker was not about to surrender; he raised his knife, ready to strike again.

"Interrupt attack!"

Huozi acted as the on-site commander.

Various control sequence interrupt skills flew over, preventing Walker from further damaging the bone dragon.

"The bandits have stolen the boss!"

"Holy crap! What's the archer sequence doing?! Shoot that bone dragon down!"

"No, the bone dragon doesn't have a health bar; it's essentially an inanimate object. We need to destroy its body structure to stop it from moving!"

"Damn it! What use are you guys! Chase them!"

A colossal staff descended from the sky, blocking the path of thousands of people.

"Thump!!"

"With me here today, nobody's getting past!"

Monkey King leaped down from his somersault cloud and stood atop his gigantic golden cudgel, looking down at his enemies with disdain.

"Damn! A level 17 piece of trash trying to act all high and mighty! I took him down in a second!"

Countless skill effects overwhelmed the Monkey King.

Monkey King spreads his arms wide, bathing in these special effects.

The special effects are basically various energies, that's okay, they are all basically calculated data damage.

As long as it's not a physical attack, it's fine.

-1!

-1!

-1!

-1!

……

All of them are "-1"!

"WTF?!"

The professionals were dumbfounded.

The Monkey Warrior is a unique class, meaning it is rare.

In addition, since Monkey King had concealed his personal information and no one present had any reconnaissance treasures, they had no idea what his profession was.

So I have absolutely no idea how I can't even damage a level 17 piece of trash.

Actually, all they need to do is kill off the monkeys and their offspring that are running around all over the place right now.

They're very fragile; a single area-of-effect attack from a mage could wipe them all out.