338 It’s Over, There’s No Winning This Time

While the colossal tortoise that carried an entire story seemed to move very slowly, the world seemed to quake each step it took. Even if a person wasn't directly stomped, the waves it kicked up was enough to send them flying.

The situation was therefore exceedingly horrible for the weaker Players. Half of their HP would disappear if they got just a little to close, and they would be gone with the slightest of knock or brush.

Likewise, they couldn't inflict effective damage if they kept their distance. Setting aside the city of Crookes that was the tortoise's shell, the beast's four feet had such high defense that the Players would only deal a -1-mandatory damage, and it was simply unfazed even with almost a hundred Players focusing their firepower.