148 Chapter 148 (2/2)
”Flee you fools.” The Terminus whispered. ”Else you will meet the same end as my breather.” The Terminus let out a dark chuckle, and the light in his eyes faded away. James knew what was coming next. The party, it seemed, did not. He supposed people had talked about where the Terminus was, but no one had actually mentioned what happened when it died. After all, none of the invaders had actually killed the Terminus before SoulDemon's party.
Oh yes. ”Alright, well let's loot this thing, and start trying to bring that thing down.” The party gathered around the corpse of the Terminus, which was still partially buried in Crikey's pit. As they gathered the loot, they took their time to scroll through their menus, likely not only inspecting what they had received, but also the achievement they got for killing the boss. After all, James had heard the players from his dungeon who had brought down the SourPus from BLANKs dungeon, that they received the achievement for killing the boss. It seemed the Dungeon Cores weren't the only one's raking in achievements during dungeon wars.
Three, two, one. James grinned as the Terminus's body glowed brightly, before Terminal Fire detonated. The party was too close, there was no way they would be able to escape the blast. James watched gleefully as fire erupted from the Terminus's body, blasting apart rock and dirt that had covered his buried body. Bits of Terminus went flying, as well as destroyed pieces of Crikey's trap, in all directions.
”HA.” James cheered loudly. He had been expecting the M.I.N.E. Craft to be the downfall of BLANKs invading team. But he had completely forgotten about just how destructive the Terminus's final ability was. There was no way-
”The hell was that?” Crikey was coughing up a storm as the dust settled around the party. They were all still standing, covered in dirt, ash, and bits of various traps. How? James narrowed his attention on them. While he couldn't pull up all their information, he could at least see their health bars. He gasped in disbelief as he eyed all of their health bars, they were all in the red, with a single sliver of HP left. Somehow, they had all survived with 1hp.
”Probably the reason the boss was telling us to run.” SoulDemon looked from the hole that had held the Terminus, back to CheapHealz. ”Give us a mass heal, and let's look for those defensive turrets the announcement mentioned.” SoulDemon made a motion as he pulled up his menu screen once more, his face going dark for a moment.
”Figures they're a single use item.” He groaned. The Phantom Blade held out his hand, looking at one of his fingers. ”Ah well, at least I don't have to wear that stupid ring pop anymore.”
SpinToWin looked at his own hand, a grin on his face. ”I don't know man, candy rings kind of fit our armor theme.” He glanced at the others, all of whom had now glanced at their hands, which were ring free. The hell were they talking about?
James hopped over to his other screen, scanning the five individuals that were brutal ganking any party that stepped through the portal. There, on all five of their hands, were rings that seemed to be a large chunk of glowing candy atop a silver band.
”Oh well. It's not like they were hard to get. They only cost 100 core essence. Easy enough to farm. And the fact they prevent reset you to 1 hp when you take mass damage makes it worth it. I just wish we could carry more than one at a time.”
So that was it. James was going to have to spend a little more time with his dungeon war loot rewards. The system was rather unique, in that he had to combine various items from his dungeon, in order to craft the special gear. He had of course decided his players would likely prefer special PvP armor, or nifty exclusives, in order to incentive his players to participate. James hadn't thought to try and create items like those rings. Of course, he had seen many like it through the games he had played, and the berserker class actually had a similar skill already. But it seemed BLANK had not only created that type of item, they had made them cheap enough that all of their players were likely running around with them. Sure, it wouldn't be too helpful against players during the battles on the FoB, but it would protect their players, at least momentarily, against any surprise insta-wipe attacks that James threw at them…such as the Terminus's Terminal Fire, and his M.I.N.E. Craft.
As much as James hated to admit it, BLANK was definitely good. Though he wasn't sure how much of this was their own gamer intuition, and secrets they had gleaned from their father's notes on the game. Either way, James knew what he was going to be doing after he watched the conclusion of this battle. After all, he wasn't about to give up. Plus, there was a downside to rings like what BLANK had given their players. They instilled a since of false confidence in players. And James was hoping he could use that to his advantage.