*Critical* "354,128,212,564"
A huge damage number appeared on the King's head as a lightning strike suddenly ambushed him, right on the top of his head.
While the indestructible crown stayed intact, his hair was charred while he lost his balance and fell from the Elephant's back.
*gasp*
Everyone around can't help but gasp as they saw the number on his head. Forgetting the damage, just the fact that an attack landed a critical hit on the King is a big deal.
After all, all kings and Queens have a passive critical resist, equal to their level.
As the King stood upon his feet while groaning in pain, a 2m big cloud descended from the sky, revealing the Queen and a mysterious Elf with a gourd in his hand.
The Queen was standing on the cloud with the staff in her hand. At the moment, she appeared majestic as she raised her staff…