The Crown Prince’s appearance clearly indicated that he had little time left, his emaciated face and sunken eyes emitting wisps of black smoke.
"Ah! Almighty Demon God! I feel the power, the power to overturn everything!" The Crown Prince held an iron spoon in his hand, a crazed look on his face.
"I think your Demon God might just end up taking your life!" Leng Yanhua quipped.
"Who are you people, daring to disturb my cultivation! I will crush you all to pieces!"
The Crown Prince howled and suddenly swelled, transforming into a grotesque creature several times larger than himself, with rolls of fat flopping around and two gigantic cleavers in his hands.
"He once had all the glory of a Crown Prince, yet he’s become this hideous creature." Ai Li couldn’t help but cover his eyes; it was truly an eyesore.
The Crown Prince shook his rolls of fat, wielding the cleavers with a swirling stench, spinning like a top as the cleavers rapidly transformed into cutting machines. Leng Yanhua thought if he were to lead this Crown Prince on a circuit around the hall, the entire place might be dismantled.
"This is the first phase of the fat pig transformation; Tian, you guys just stay by the door!" Wang Burin confidently stood beside them like a tour guide, his face full of assurance.
A few players under his command had already charged in, the hall echoing with clashes, a dazzling array.
The Crown Prince missed his first attack and stopped spinning altogether, squatting down to gather his strength before hurling himself directly at Tianmiao’s group.
"You ugly humans coveting the World Keystone! You’re so ugly that I could vomit!"
A mechanical techniques player set up a crossbow platform and aimed a heavy crossbow at the top of the palace.
"Boss! The second phase fat pig’s weak point has emerged!" that player shouted.
"Goddess! Watch this!" Wang Burin stepped on his flying sword and soared to the roof, retrieving a box from the top that had been hit by the heavy crossbow.
The Crown Prince was entangled with a few others, but as soon as Wang Burin got the box in his hands, the Crown Prince rushed over, disregarding everything else: "Mother!"
Wang Burin had already opened the box, revealing some small green sprites, which he crushed completely in his grasp.
The Crown Prince suddenly deflated like a punctured ball, reverting to his original form, falling to his knees with a face full of resentment: "You killed my mother! I was so close to collecting all her soul fragments!"
The Crown Prince lunged towards the central cauldron in the hall, drinking a few gulps, his skin gradually turning white, his eyes shifting to blood red!
"Third phase, with a mutation buff! I’m going to protect the goddess, you all go!" Wang Burin said nonchalantly, directing the entire scene. One had to admit, this guy did possess some skill.
The remaining few, experienced in this sort of thing, began to weaken the buffs on the Crown Prince, and about ten minutes later, as the Crown Prince fell to the ground, he uttered: "Mother, will I see you again in my next life?" marking the end.
"Clang!"
Several items dropped from the spot where the Crown Prince turned into white light, and everyone stood by in unison, waiting for Wang Burin to distribute the loot, displaying excellent organization and discipline.
Wang Burin stepped forward, picked up the items, examined each one, and without a word, distributed all to Tianmiao. With a ding ding sound, Tianmiao’s inventory grew.
Leng Yanhua and the others were dumbfounded watching this unfold.
Everything was distributed to Tianmiao, regardless of whether Tianmiao needed this equipment or if there was any class conflict?
The followers widened their eyes at Wang Burin.
Wang Burin glared back at them: "What are you staring at? If you want something, we’ll farm it next time. If the goddess wants our stuff, it’s our honor."
Leng Yanhua looked at Wang Burin, who was so righteously indignant, and understood, alright, the sycophant is leveling up.