157 Chapter 157 (2/2)
”This does appear to be a sticky situation.” The Perfect Cognivore growled in response, even as he struggled against the bolos holding him trapped. His eyes darted around the battlefield, likely looking for any sign of additional muffin mines. Unfortunately for him, there didn't seem to be a visible indicator of where those muffins had sunk into the ground. Not even a single muffin top.
”Time for your just desserts.” The Candy Man grinned with his frosted mouth as he neared the struggling Perfect Cognivore. Another ding signaled the release of even more muffins. This batch ran and created a circle around the Perfect Cognivore, trapping the area completely around him in additional mines. It was extremely similar to the style of trapping Crikey used, and James had to wonder if BLANKs top players had seen the Muffin Man before.
”I do like to enjoy my dessert as an appetizer.” The Perfect Cognivore replied, his eyes darting between the Muffin Man, the army of gumdrop slimes, and The Candy Man. No matter how you looked at the situation, James knew his secret boss was in a bad place. And if he fell now, James wasn't sure his players would be able to bring down The Candy Man. At least, not without a lot of losses on his side.
”Do something.” James whispered, urging his players to react. After all, there was an extremely large crowd of players… James did a double take as he looked at the battlefield around the Perfect Cognivore. Following the cinnamon cloud from The Candy Man, many of James's players had backed away from the two giant bosses fighting, likely figuring it was best to stay out of the range of destruction of the two massive figures. However, probably a hundred or so players had stayed relatively close to the battlefield, watching and cheering on the Perfect Cognivore, completely uncaring of their safety.
Or at least, James had been certain there had been that many. Now, all he saw were floating orbs…meaning they had died. However, neither The Candy Man, nor The Muffin man had taken any actions other than those to bring down the Perfect Cognivore. How then, had his players-
James saw it a moment later, as shadows seemed to shift and move back into the foggy area that depicted the BLANK owned territory that James couldn't see. While many of the shadows disappeared instantly, one paused for a moment, watching the chaos unfold. The figure took a glance from the Perfect Cognivore, back to The Candy Man, before he turned and faded out of view. SoulDemon. BLANKs players, probably assassins, rogues, and of course the PhantomBlade, had used the Secret Boss battle to gank James's players, catching them completely unaware. In doing so, James was down roughly a hundred players, and BLANK had just gained probably a decent chunk of Core Essence. That was not good.
”Rue, we've got a problem.” James turned towards the pixie; his tone serious. If something didn't happen soon to even the battlefield, James wasn't sure how well this day of the Dungeon War was going to go. And while he was sure his players wouldn't make the same mistake on the 5th day of the war, he had been hoping they wouldn't completely throw the third day. But if The Candy Man and Muffin man continued, combined with probably BLANKs avatars…it was looking grim for his dungeon.
”So do they.” Rue chuckled as she pointed back towards the Secret Boss Battle. The Perfect Cognivore's entire body was glowing faintly with a golden light, while his eyes narrowed on The Candy Man. BLANKs secret boss was standing above him, his candy axe raised high for his killing blow. The boss, it seemed, shared in BLANKs arrogance.
”Is that-”
”It is.” Rue's confirmation caused a rush of excitement to flow through James. He had been so worried about the loss of his players, that he had forgotten his Perfect Cognivore had one last set of skills to use. A special set of skills that had been honed to do massive amounts of damage, and to kill its target, no matter what it could be. An attack so devastating, so powerful, that nothing would be able to survive it, not even The Candy Man. Because, in preparation for BLANK, and whatever the min maxing, power gaming duo would devise, James had given The Perfect Cognivore a last ditch, trump card of his own.
James was suddenly extremely happy there were no longer any players from his side close to the secret boss battles. However, he was extremely hopeful that some of BLANKs players were still lurking in the fog of war on the map. Because the Perfect Cognivore was about to go nuclear, courtesy of his final unlocked skill, Apocalypse Now. And when he did, everything around him, meaning the Candy Man, the Muffin Man, the gumdrop army, and hopefully those damned muffin mines, were going to be exposed not only to massive damage, but also, radiation.