Chapter 791 - Kalenna Takes Action (1/2)

A Mage without mana was like a gun without bullets.

“Each of you, take turns sitting down and recovering your mana. Scoundrel, you first!” Nie Yan ordered after thinking for a bit. Like this, they could conserve mana potions.

“Got it!” Undying Scoundrel nodded. He quickly retreated to the side and sat down. He drank some Spring Water and started recovering his mana.

When Undying Scoundrel recovered his mana to full, he immediately stood up and jumped back into the fray. Next up was Summer Bug. One by one, everyone sat out to recover their mana. Though their damage output dipped, their sustainability increased by quite a bit.

Drakuru’s roars reverberated through the chamber. Like a well-oiled machine, Nie Yan’s team fought him from the moment the servers opened until they closed again.

Three days later, Drakuru’s health finally fell to 20%.

With his health falling to critical levels, Drakuru’s rage reached its boiling point. His entire body started glowing an ominous red. He roared out furiously, struggling to break free as his chains made loud clanking noises. The obelisk binding him rocked violently, on the verge of being snapped in two, as small chunks broke off and fell into the lava river below.

Nie Yan and company almost collapsed under the pressure. If Drakuru were to break free from his chains, they would be finished, and all their hard work would go down the drain.

As Drakuru was fiercely pulling at the chains, numerous black runes swirled out into the air before wrapping around the obelisk. It started emitting a dazzling black radiance, which functioned as some sort of reinforcement. Simultaneously, a pained roar escaped Drakuru’s mouth. The chains binding him down tightened significantly, burning into his skin.

“Curse you Morphest! Even in death, you still won’t let me off!” Drakuru howled.

“Everyone, we can do it! He only has 20% health left!” Nie Yan said excitedly after witnessing this scene. A spell was triggered that reinforced the chains and obelisk binding Drakuru!

“Crap. Boss, I’m out of mana potions and Spring Water! I’m also starting to run low on mana!” Undying Scoundrel anxiously cried out.

“I’m out too!”

“Same here!”

…

Even Tang Yao and Xie Yao were short on mana after giving away all their potions to the others.

This time, they were well and truly out. To make matters worse, after Drakuru’s health fell to 20%, his health recovery speed increased by quite a bit. If they didn’t maintain their damage output, his health would slowly rise back up.

“Shit! Boss, what do we do?”

“If I knew this was going to happen, I would’ve brought more mana potions.”

“What’s the point of regretting this now?”

Everyone felt vexed. Their damage output was about to plummet, and there was nothing they could do about it.

After firing his last spell, Undying Scoundrel helplessly lowered his staff. Glancing at his mana, he didn’t even have enough left to cast something as basic as a lightning ball. He retreated to the side and sat down to recover his mana. However, without any Spring Water, his mana recovery speed was pitifully slow.

Before long, Summer Bug, Lustboy, and most of the others sat down next to Undying Scoundrel. They helplessly gazed at Nie Yan.

With the damage stopping from the Mages, Drakuru’s health started slowly recovering. It went back up to 21% before long, and continued going higher.

Seeing their hard work slowly slipping away, Nie Yan said, “Sun, King of the World, follow me.”

“Alright.”

The three Shadow Dancers rushed up to Drakuru’s side and let loose a flurry of attacks with their daggers.

Nie Yan brandished Zennarde’s Sword. After several attacks, one of which critted for over 30,000 damage, Drakuru’s health fell back down to 20%.

In order to cover Nie Yan, Sun, and King of the World, Bladelight activated Bulwark of the War God and repeatedly slammed his greatshield into Drakuru. However, it was to no avail.

Drakuru roared out in a rage. His aggro shifted as he started smashing down with his fist toward Nie Yan. BANG! BANG! BANG!

Nie Yan frantically dodged left and right. However, it was extremely difficult given the small space he had to work with.

Drakuru smashed down with his fist again. Nie Yan hurriedly jumped back to evade, landing right on the edge of the bridge. At the last moment, the fist opened into a palm and slammed down toward him.

There was nowhere left to run. Nie Yan was trapped.

Crap. I guess this is it… Nie Yan inwardly sighed. Sure enough, their struggling was futile. They were destined to wipe.

“No! Big Brother!” Sun cried out.