Autumn wind rustled, and yellow leaves lay lifelessly on the ground.

Suddenly, the stone giant boss executed Thunder God’s Stampede again, killing four archers and blowing countless leaves into the air.

Roaming Dragon retreated from the boss again and again, afraid to get anywhere close to it. He knew he would be lucky to escape half-dead if he tried.

Standing spread-legged in the wild grassland, Coldmoon Rose slightly lowered her center of gravity and pulled her bowstring into a full draw. A soft cry later, the Devil Piercing Arrow slammed into the stone giant’s eyes like a meteor.

Pu!

275!

What amazing damage!

Roaming Dragon couldn’t help but cheer. “Well shot, Rose! A couple more shots like that and we’ll be close to killing the boss! Once we become the first group to kill a Level 60 boss in the entire Floating Ice City, it’ll only be a matter of time before we overtake the Domination Clan!”

Coldmoon Rose raised her thin eyebrows and giggled. “I got it. If everything goes well, this Hill Protector God is definitely ours for the taking!”

A few more minutes passed by peacefully, and the Hill Protector God’s HP had dropped to 5% or so. It would die...