Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

Ten minutes passed just like that.

During this time, Kirito saw from a distance that the legion members had launched several attacks, and the BOSS's health was decreasing at a visible rate.

Meanwhile, the number of members has been continuously reduced during the offensive, and now the legion's members are only about half of what they were at the beginning.

At this moment, Black spoke into the team chat: "The legion members' excitement has dropped to normal levels, and the BOSS's health is almost at the red bar. My suggestion is that we can start planning."

Opening the chat interface, the latest message is a close-up of the BOSS with black hair, and sure enough, the health bar is about to drop to one-tenth.

Furthermore, there is also a first-person perspective from Black, which meticulously takes into account every aspect of the legion's deployment at a very close distance.

Based on this information, Kirito quickly devised a detailed infiltration plan: "Next, we just need an opportunity when the legion shows a weakness. At that time, I will directly infiltrate from my current position. Asei will seize the opportunity to launch an attack from the blind spot, and finally, Shin will jump in three seconds later."

"Do you understand the plan?"

"Understood!" x2

Compared to Kirito, who was meticulously planning, Tilber appeared unusually relaxed at this moment.

Just kidding, the BOSS only has one-tenth of its health left, while I still have half of the players. How can I possibly lose?

It's simply impossible.

With this thought in mind, Tilberu stretched: "This is the boss of the newest level. It's not exactly stress-free, but it's a piece of cake. It's no match for our legion."

He has decided that he will take a break offline once the commander has taken down the boss in front of him.

The guards surrounding him seemed to realize that they no longer needed to fight, and that there was no point in them intervening, so they relaxed and began whispering among themselves.

"All of this is thanks to the president."

"That's right. The entire legion is managed by the guild leader alone, and yet he manages to keep everything in perfect order."

"President, you've worked hard. Have some juice!"

Tilberu took the juice from a guard and savored it with relish.

To be honest, he himself really dislikes the sycophantic atmosphere, but he couldn't resist the high emotional value he provided. Before long, Tilberu felt a bit arrogant, but he didn't seem to dislike the feeling.

At this moment, new disturbances occurred on the battlefield.

At this moment, the BOSS's health was like a candle flickering in the wind. As if in a desperate gamble, its three huge heads released their breath in three directions, dividing the entire circular battlefield into three equal fan-shaped areas.

In an instant, blue breath accompanied by arcs of lightning filled the earth, and many more players were paralyzed and instantly killed.

Admittedly, this BOSS's attack method is very powerful, capable of causing the legion to lose ten or even twenty combat units at once.

so what?

Tiberlu didn't care; he simply calmly issued orders to the legion.

"The second echelon suffered heavy losses and withdrew from the battlefield. The first and third echelons merged and awaited the next attack opportunity."

He knew that once the BOSS's attack landed, the legion would be victorious.

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on Tilberu's lips.

Just then, he seemed to see a dark shadow flash by in the lower right corner of his field of vision.

"Huh? What's going on?"

At first, Tilberu didn't pay much attention. He thought it was just that a few guards around him couldn't resist and wanted to take advantage of the BOSS's low health to get a piece of the action.

However, even if you're going to make a move, you should at least report it to me, the guild leader.

After all, I'm not a rigid person. Although the legion clearly enforces orders, a little human touch makes people feel like they're playing a game.

Whoever that guy was, we must remember to teach him a lesson when we get back.

With this thought in mind, Tilberu looked at the figure that had instantly rushed more than ten meters away.

The man, clad in a black cloak that seemed out of place against the uniform of the legion, held two longswords, one black and one white, as he charged into the battlefield with unwavering resolve, aiming directly at the BOSS.

Tilberu's first reaction upon seeing the other person was blankness and bewilderment: "Wait a minute, this isn't ours!"

Then he realized that the figure looked somewhat familiar.

Immediately afterwards, a "fuck" came out of his mouth, and finally he felt his head explode with a "boom".

Tilberu gripped the collar of the guard beside him tightly: "It's the Black Swordsman! What's that guy doing here! No, when did he appear here?!"

"I...I don't know either..." The guard was even more confused.

The direction the person rushed in seemed to be right next to them, but none of the five or six guards noticed.

This is like a group of people playing a serious team fight, only to have their base raided from behind.

That feeling was both frustrating and unpleasant.

Kirito even turned back to taunt as he sprinted: "Hehe, old friend, thank you for working so hard for so long. As a token of our gratitude, the boss will accept it!"

Tiberlu fully understood the other party's intentions, so he shouted to the team in front of him with great fear: "Attention everyone, do everything in your power to stop him from taking the BOSS, no matter what means you use!"

After saying that, he switched to a longsword and took a longbow as his weapon.

That guy is extremely fast, and it's too late to rush up and intercept him now, but a ranged attack might be able to annoy him.

But as he drew his bow and arrow, he discovered that Kirito had already rushed to the vicinity of the group, and shooting now would accidentally injure his teammates.

Finally, Tilberu clicked his tongue and put down his bow and arrow.

The soldiers in the front row were completely bewildered when they heard their guild leader's shout.

Their first reaction was: How could anyone be so stupid as to charge into their legion's formation?

Only after the players in the first and third tiers turned their attention did they realize: there really was such a fool... and there was only one of them!

The current situation is as follows: the BOSS is unleashing a wide-area damage skill, and the legion members choose to temporarily avoid the attack and wait for the next opportunity. At this moment, Kirito suddenly bursts in from the rear of the legion. The sudden change has left most people with no time to react.

Even if someone heard the guild leader's order and saw the black figure, they were powerless to help while trying to dodge the main BOSS's attacks.

And so, Kirito pierced through the team like a sharp sword, until he suddenly leaped up from beneath the BOSS and slashed at the monster's neck.

Just then, with a "whoosh," an arrow pierced the air and struck his left shoulder.

It was Tilberu who aimed at the position where the opponent jumped.

This completely disrupted Kirito's plans.

Without giving him a chance, three more whooshing sounds rang out as three arrows shot towards Kirito.

But how could the black-clad swordsman be defeated in one or two moves?

He quickly adjusted his body in mid-air, and the longsword that was originally going to strike the BOSS changed angle, actually knocking down three arrows in succession.

This forced Kirito to land on the ground, and the legion's troops took the opportunity to surround him.

Seeing this, Tilberu nodded in satisfaction: "That's enough for you. Get out of here."

"Exit?" Kirito chuckled. "I'm only just beginning!"

After saying that, he sheathed the Explainer and threw a ball of light at the BOSS.

It's the 'Glorious Light of the Fairies'!

At that moment, Kirito suddenly stepped into the spell's range.