Chapter 34 - The Importance of a Powerful Tank (2/2)

"Phew…"

When Billy Boy disappeared through the entrance, only did everyone else breathe a sigh of relief. That guy was one loose cannon.

"Alright. Gauge your individual capabilities and determine your places. Don't even think of causing trouble with the other guilds while we're inside," said Southern Azuresword.

"No problem! Let's go!" The others nodded. Now that they've got the fair play agreement down, they could breathe easy!

It resulted in a total of almost 20 10-men parties entering the Elite Mode dungeon at the same time. The other players and members of the small guilds had also started organizing parties to challenge the Normal Mode dungeon. More confident guilds even attempted the Elite Mode. It was not like they wanted the First Kill. They were only asking for equipment and Experience Points!

Fifteen minutes later, Southern Azuresword appeared at the dungeon entrance. At the 16th minute, Daemon's Grimace also came plodding from the graveyard along with his people. They had all been wiped out!

"Yo! What an early elimination!"

He was in a pot-kettle situation, but could not resist throwing a jab at Southern Azuresword.

"As if you've not been eliminated yourself!" Southern Azuresword rolled his eyes.

"Either get going already, or get the f*ck out of my way!"

As the two of them continued poking fun at each other, Lady Casanova appeared behind them!

"What the f*ck! You guys have been eliminated as well?!" asked Southern Azuresword, his eyes the size of shields.

"Go to hell! You're allowed to be eliminated, but I'm not?" Lady Casanova roared menacingly.

"Fellas, We meet again, what a coincidence!"

This time, Happy Drunk showed up, his party members defeatedly dragging their soles along.

"Yo! Old Brother, you seemed to have lasted the longest. Where did you guys reach?" Daemon's Grimace asked.

"The seventh wave!" Happy Drunk shrugged and told them the truth. There was nothing to gain from omitting anything out.

"You guys got caught at the seventh wave as well? Lady Casanova asked, dubious.

"Yeah! This dungeon is broken. Five Elite monsters at the sixth wave were fine. But f*cking hell, ten of them turned up in the seventh wave and turned our main tank to mush!" Southern Azuresword lamented.

"Haha…" The others smiled with embarrassment. It was clear as day. They had all been eliminated in the exact same manner!

"Cut the bullsh*t. Go in tank-biased!"

The four of them looked at each other. They had no choice. Their tank was nowhere near as tough as Jiang Fei. Their only option was to throw more tanks in to share the damage!

Party configurations were adjusted. The four of them rallied their best players and went in again. The other 10-men parties were all disbanded entirely. They changed into Five-men parties and went for the Normal Mode dungeon.

Even the main tanks of the elite guilds had failed to hold up. What did that mean for regular tanks?

Tanks made up the soul of a party. He was their footstone. The durability of a tank determined the success or failure of a challenge. Gaming skills, reaction time, and micro controls, the girls within the Rosette Knighthood, not even Rosette Rose could not be compared to the elites of the four big guilds. It was thanks to Jiang Fei's ridiculous durability that gave them such a smooth sail. This was how this noisy, disorganized band of girls had been able to take down the first boss of the Elite Mode dungeon. On the other hand, the big four had been wiped out before they could even look into the nostrils of the first boss!