While Bloodsea Endless was plagued with frustration, the battle continued without pause. The six or seven hundred players were scattered into chaos by the Demonized Jungle Tiger King. The tiger was already furious from being tormented by Ethan's shameless tactics, and now these people had walked right into its wrath.
"Retreat!" Bloodsea Endless gave the order decisively. There was no way they could handle this boss.
But while they wanted to retreat, the Tiger King had no intention of letting them go. A perfect group of victims had arrived for it to vent its rage—how could it pass that up? It opened its mouth wide and unleashed a mighty roar. A flash of white light surged across the field, followed by a carpet of dropped gear.
"Damn, what a scene." Ethan leaned against a tree, gloating as he watched more than a dozen players at the front who had miraculously dodged the blast now running for their lives in panic.
