This was Xiao Jie's first time facing a boss-level monster with a blood volume over a thousand. In other games, a thousand blood volume meant nothing. He had seen games where a single hit could deal billions of damage.
However, at this moment, he truly felt a tremendous sense of oppression.
It wasn't just him, the other players felt the same way.
Even just standing on the wall watching, it was hard not to feel scared.
The militia, too, started to scream in fear.
"My God, that's the legendary Ghost General!"
"Be careful!"
"This is bad!"
When faced with something fearsome, people's instinctive response is to attack
So, almost without hesitation, everyone switched their attacks towards it.
The dense barrage of arrows made the Ghost General look like a hedgehog, yet the damage was less than ideal.
The Ghost General, clad in a stylish set of pitch-black Armor, had an extraordinarily surprising defensive power.
-1! -2! -3! -2!
The dense damages were almost all single digits.