Back then, it discouraged countless players with its sheer violence, terrifying stats, continuous bleeding chanism, and the despairing healing, especially with its Velazquez Nano Battle Armor that was immune to beam weapons in the first phase, leaving many players with deep psychological trauma.
Even the ’Blood Demon Style’ couldn’t withstand this creature’s attacks. With 280 points of Dexterity, it forever held the initiative. What seed like a weakness, low Intelligence, was actually a real trap—the lower the Intelligence, the more absurd the attributes of the Barbarian Fighter.
It even had the talent to actively reduce its Intelligence.
Such a creature with crazy stats and chanics, not to ntion the Blood Demon Style, even the most popular version of the ti, the White Wolf Commander, couldn’t kill it with numbers piled up, driving players to log off and protest that the boss was too difficult.
Could it be defeated?
No, it couldn’t.
Even at the sa level, Li Aozi had no confidence to go one-on-one with this thing.
But who said the boss had to be fought?
For Li Aozi, this was not a problem at all.
Li Aozi activated stealth.
Nephis hovered silently in the sky, her serrated vertical pupils constantly scanning the surroundings, trying to find Li Aozi’s figure.
Li Aozi calmly landed on the ground, his hands in his pockets, and swaggered off the battlefield.
For a full fifteen minutes, Nephis constantly flew up and down, searching everywhere, but she couldn’t find any trace of Li Aozi.
She kept smashing the ground, overturning buildings, almost generating a magnitude 7.0 earthquake on the spot, but no matter how she searched, the little guy was nowhere to be found.
Yes, the grand final boss, the Silver Scion, was the only one without anti-stealth ans, being toyed with and humiliated by Assassins and Mysterious occupations.
Just as she rampaged on the ground, Valenkov’s National Defense Army finally couldn’t bear it anymore and dispatched fighter jets and armored units to surround the Velazquez Building layer by layer.
"You are suspected of invading our territory, surrender imdiately."
Dozens of minutes later, Li Aozi stood on a mountain two hundred kiloters away, with a half-elf alien by his side, his face full of shock.
When he looked towards the ground, he saw a bewildered Nephis being arrested and loaded onto a prison transport by Valenkov’s army.
In the distance, Velazquez Security could only watch as Valenkov’s military and police legally took their people away without any response.
Because they broke the law first, plus the surrounding crowds’ surging anger over their leader’s assassination, the fury was directed at Velazquez. At this mont, Valenkov’s civilians were unusually united, chanting ’company out of Valenkov’ with unprecedented patriotism, making Velazquez’s employees not dare to leave their group.
Andrew crawled out of the building ruins in a sorry state, fleeting through the crowd, but his appearance was as ridiculous as can be.
Li Aozi didn’t kill him, not out of rcy, but because he didn’t want to tear his relationship with the Soul of Plunder Redd Gold. This defector from the Starry Abyss sotis could be quite agreeable.
In contrast, those pure Starry Abyss Chief Gods were all stubborn thinkers, unprogressive and deserving of being blown up by Society and the Destroyers.
"Uh, sir." The half-elf hesitantly asked, "You suddenly appeared, dragged out of the production workshop, and brought here, for what reason?"
"Julian Nikita," Li Aozi casually said.
"Yes—that’s right, how did you know my na?" The half-elf froze, shouting in surprise.
"Your cousin Jacob said you were captured by the company as an experintal subject, but in fact, you surrendered on purpose to serve the Collaborative Army."
Li Aozi straightforwardly revealed the other person’s secret. Julian stood dazed, while Li Aozi continued nonchalantly:
"But this is very normal. After all, your wife suffered a curse erosion. Without money, there’s no way to cure it. I can understand, selling out the country for family is very common."
"I didn’t want this... I love my wife, but I don’t want to point the gun at my compatriots either."
Julian closed his eyes:
"If you want to judge , then judge, but please spare my family. I have accumulated 200 ammonium gold in my account, which is a considerable amount. Please send this money to my father-in-law Nikita—"
"Julian, you wouldn’t want your betrayal of the country to be exposed, right?"
Li Aozi imdiately interrupted him and continued, "200 ammonium gold is not enough to live in the cosmos. Any serious illness would cost a lot of money, but if you’re willing to cooperate with , I can ensure your family goes to a better place. While the curse can’t be removed, at least it can extend your wife’s life."
Li Aozi didn’t bother with more words. With his Aura of Goodwill and high Charm, he directly overwheld him.
Julian hesitated for a mont, then said, "...If what you say is true, I will do anything."
Bang!
Li Aozi snapped his fingers and took out paper and pen from a crack in spaceti, quickly drafting a contract:
"Simply put, I am willing to pay for you and your wife’s and your father-in-law Nikita’s family expenses for the next forty years. I will also provide the opportunity to live on Baizhu Star, where you can find work and use magic to suppress the Starry Abyss curse."
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