During a Blood Moon, zombies are stronger and more numerous.
Now Mutant Zombies have been added, and they can fly at low altitudes.
If your luck is particularly bad, the Airdrop Zombies might even include top-tier Elite Mobs with effects like Thorns, Strength, and Regeneration.
That would be even more unbearable.
When the Alliance first encountered them, Jett was nearly killed by the Thorns' damage reflection; it was a narrow escape.
Faced with a Blood Moon, even the most valiant warriors would choose to retreat and avoid its peak intensity.
So why was Galen Yu, instead of retreating, moving forward and summoning a boss?!
The entire audience was dumbfounded.
"It's a Blood Moon! What on earth are you doing?"
"That long health bar is clearly a boss. Summoning a boss during a Blood Moon?"
"Defending against the zombies is already hard enough. Does he think the Crisis isn't difficult enough and is actively raising the stakes himself?"
"This is too outrageous! God Yu is just too much!"
"Looking at him, it's like he doesn't even care about the Blood Moon. How badass!"
"I'm just worried he'll end up throwing away all his advantages. He won't even have a place to cry when he regrets it!"
"He's arrogant beyond belief!"
The Black House.
The secretary kept his head down in silence, not daring to utter a word.
Ever since the Blonde Elder's last fit of laughter, his 'prophecy' had come true—just not in the way he hoped.
The firearms he had looked down upon were no mere toys; their formidable power could even take down a boss in seconds.
Even though they were hidden in the mist, which negated a large portion of the attacks, they still couldn't withstand the concentrated fire.
Not a single one of the Elder's claims about 'understanding' or 'winning' had actually come to pass.
Keeping a low profile, the secretary feared that saying even a single word would draw the Blonde Elder's explosive rage.
But what was meant to happen would always happen.
"I heard that on the Nine Provinces' side, Galen Yu's firepower is very strong?"
Faced with the Blonde Elder's inquiry, the secretary braced himself and nodded.
"Yes, sir. It seems that by utilizing certain mechanics, Galen Yu has also constructed several buildings of unknown principles. Our preliminary assessment is that they are meant to attract and divert zombies."
Nodding, the Blonde Elder remained silent.
Not knowing what the man was thinking, the secretary began to sweat profusely.
A single minute felt as long as a century.
Just as the secretary was wondering if he should call the Intelligence Director over to take a few kicks to vent some steam...
The Blonde Elder finally looked up and stared at the screen.
"A bit unexpected, but it doesn't matter."
"Mark's harvest this time is equally impressive."
Based on their performance, it seemed they had obtained something related to the Spartans from a Wandering Trader.
Furthermore, with the release of the SlashBlade, all contestants had gained an opportunity for forging.
While it was unlikely they could rob the Samurai Nation directly, borrowing a couple of blades from them was certainly not out of the question.
Such powerful weapons could be used to greatly increase the strength of the Alliance.
The word 'Win' seemed to be written all over the Blonde Elder's face once again.
He looked back at Galen Yu, as if realizing something.
The secretary hurriedly tried to speak up to stop the Blonde Elder, but it was already too late.
"Ha! Hahahaha!"
Laughter once again filled the Black House!
"It's over... the master is laughing again!"
His vision darkened, and the secretary nearly fell to the floor.
He didn't see the Blonde Elder perform his classic gesture behind him.
"I know this Galen Yu has broad knowledge and deep understanding, but as they say in the Nine Provinces, extreme pride leads to a fall!"
"To dare to summon a boss during a Blood Moon, and on his own chunk no less—it is absolute madness!"
"His arrogance and overconfidence will now face a backlash!"
One could easily tell how strong a boss was.
The Naga only had a small courtyard, and you could fight it as soon as you entered. Stronger bosses like the Lich or the Ur-Ghast...
...all required you to fight through various minions before you were even qualified to challenge the final boss.
Or like the Hydra—although it had no minions to help, its size was the largest seen so far.
Standing at its feet, one could feel an overwhelming sense of pressure; its power was immense.
And this time, the Wither's entrance was even more grand.
Upon being summoned, it first charged up, its health bar filling from zero to full while it remained in an invincible state.
Enveloped in a blue aura and emitting black particles, some terrifying existence was slowly being born.
The three terrifying heads and the Soul Sand were all resources that were relatively difficult to obtain in the Nether.
With all these conditions combined, how could it possibly be weak?
For Galen Yu to summon this thing was nothing short of a death wish!
It wasn't just the audience outside the screen who could see it.
The moment it appeared, all surviving contestants received a notification.
[SYSTEM: Nine Provinces contestant, Galen Yu, has summoned a special boss, the Wither!]
[SYSTEM: Due to the extreme danger of this hostile creature, all players please proceed with caution!]
[SYSTEM: Due to the extreme danger of this hostile creature, all players please proceed with caution!]
[SYSTEM: Due to the extreme danger of this hostile creature, all players please proceed with caution!]
Three consecutive prompts explained that the Wither was an extremely dangerous creature and warned players to be careful.
Appearances might be deceiving, but a system announcement wouldn't lie, right?
The Alliance.
Mark was near a Wandering Trader.
"Golden apples, enchanted books, potions of life, a stack of emeralds..."
Mobilizing in the shortest time possible, they had gathered many rare resources.
Looking at the Wandering Trader who had not yet vanished, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He opened the trade interface, looked at the Chunk-Exclusive conversion option in the top right, and placed all the items inside.
"How is it? Is our Spartan coming back?"
Jett's voice was tense with nerves.
Those were their last remaining golden apples and magic potions, and even the emeralds had been scraped together by trading various resources with others.
The entire chunk looked spacious, but in fact, aside from the food in the chests and a few logs and stones...
...they had few other resources left.
...they had few other resources left.
As the saying goes, resources can be gathered again, but servants are few; they focused all their attention on the Wandering Trader.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The other party remained completely unresponsive, and Mark grew increasingly anxious.
"Those were our last golden apples. Could they be useless?"
"Trading for emeralds earlier already made many people unhappy. If we trade more resources, we'll have to give away the Zombie Scepters and the Battleaxes..."
Those two were the foundation of their survival, along with the Fiery equipment; they obviously couldn't be traded away.
In the midst of the tension, finally...
With a pop, the Wandering Trader finally transformed into a muscular, classically-styled Spartan Warrior.
[SYSTEM: Chunk Villager has been transformed into a Mod Creature Servant.]
After a brief daze, the Spartan Warrior knelt before the two of them.
"Master!"
It worked!
Mark and Jett exchanged looks of pure joy.
The other members of the Alliance were stunned and amazed by this scene.
"The villagers in this civilization aren't useless after all! They can be turned into servants!"
"It's a chunk. As a Chunk Lord, how could one not have servants? It makes perfect sense!"
"In that case, can we also convert villagers into servants?"
"Villagers are actually this important!"
Mark was equally thrilled.
If it hadn't been for the randomly appearing Wandering Trader, he wouldn't have known that villagers had such a use.
Aside from the resources being too expensive, this loyal servant would never betray them—it was all gain!
[SYSTEM: Due to the extreme danger of this hostile creature, all players please proceed with caution!]
The notification sounded; the Wither boss had appeared.
Looking at his Spartan servant and hearing the notification, Mark also burst into laughter.
"This time, it is our Freedom Nation's turn to rise!"
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