Amid the violent tremors, the giant bone embedded in the city wall loosened and plummeted downward.
Bolaiye had just shoved off the massive wild boar crushing it when the falling bone struck it squarely in the belly, nearly making its guts burst straight out of its mouth.
Seizing the opportunity, the class-holders on the scene unleashed a barrage of ranged attacks, hurling skills at Bolaiye as if they cost nothing.
Bolaiye had formidable resistances. Yu Xian's Chaos Curse only left it dizzy for a moment, lasting less than a second at best.
Although Yu Xian had been slinging skills at it non-stop, the randomized debuffs were far from ideal—things like an itchy backside or a numb hand. Under intense physical pain and boosted by sky-high resistances, Bolaiye simply shrugged them off.
Yet even the unluckiest person's fortune turned eventually, and Yu Xian had cast it enough times to beat the odds.
Enduring a hail of damage, Bolaiye struggled back to its feet, only to suddenly forget who it was. Stricken by amnesia, it stood there in a blank daze.
Now was the chance!
Everyone present could tell this was the ultimate opening.
All of them redoubled their firepower. Little Nora even clapped her hands together, summoning a torrent of magma that rained from the sky. As for why an ability that summoned food could conjure magma, a certain Sun Elf might say: *Three hundred ladles of magma a day, and I wouldn't mind being a sun person forever.*
Then again, Bolaiye's resistances were extraordinarily high. After merely a few seconds, it snapped out of its amnesia and remembered who it was.
Yet in the very next instant, it let out a bloodcurdling howl that brought tears to the eyes: "Awoo-oo-ooh!"
Pain.
Excruciating pain.
It was covered in wounds from head to toe, and the molten magma poured into its lacerations, searing into its very core.
As certain bleeding hearts might say: if you're going to kill it, just kill it—why torture it like this?
It wasn't that Bolaiye had a low pain tolerance; it was simply that this was far too agonizing, far too scorching. After howling in agony, it gritted its fangs, turned, and slammed a claw into the city wall, cleaving a massive fissure through the masonry.
The immense impact instantly kicked up a dense plume of dust. Bolaiye hunkered within the cloud, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out.
Its intention was simple: shroud itself in the dust to buy time to catch its breath.
The trouble was that while Yu Xian and the others couldn't see it, it couldn't see them either.
At that moment, Little Nora clapped her little hands together atop the wall.
A fully roasted mammoth suddenly materialized in the sky, hurtling downward like a falling star, skewered through by a gigantic bamboo-like spit.
Indeed.
This roasted mammoth was no ordinary human's meal—it was food for a giant.
In a giant's hands, it was roughly the size of a chicken, which was why it had been skewered and roasted on a spit carved from an entire tree. Clearly, the giant had run into some emergency and abandoned the feast just as it was about to dig in, and so the food had appeared here through Little Nora's ability.
The mammoth fell like a blazing meteorite.
"What's that sound?"
Bolaiye sensed something was wrong and looked up, but the dust obscured the danger until it was too late.
The next instant, the massive mammoth crashed down from above. Bolaiye instantly became the second course on the spit as the tremendous force impaled its body through and through.
"..."
Bolaiye had considered the possibility of losing.
Never in its wildest dreams, however, had it imagined it would lose like this. Its eyeballs quivered frantically as the spit punched straight through the center of its head, and blood gushed from its eyes, nostrils, and ears.
The moment it perished, its body burst into a cloud of white light, leaving behind three glowing gold spoils of war on the ground.
The instant Bolaiye died, the giant werewolves that Ximen Wangcai had been fighting dissolved into white light one after another.
At the same time, the crystal at the center of Fukang City radiated an intense, dazzling glow. A beam of light shot out from the crystal, expanding into a colossal barrier that enveloped the entire city.
From this moment forth, Fukang City officially belonged to Sparkle Troupe.
Over on Yu Xian's end, the second Bolaiye died, his level shot straight up to Level 20, and notifications popped up in rapid succession:
[Congratulations, Troupe Leader. You have successfully defended Fukang City.]
[Congratulations to Sparkle Troupe on occupying Fukang City. The City Management System is now unlocked.]
[Congratulations to all members of Sparkle Troupe. The Fukang City Quest System is now available to all members.]
[Congratulations to all members of Sparkle Troupe. Leveling within Fukang City's territory will grant a 1.5x Experience buff.]
[Congratulations to all members of Sparkle Troupe. Leveling within Fukang City's territory will grant a 1.5x Drop Rate buff.]
[Congratulations to all members of Sparkle Troupe. Leveling within Fukang City's territory will grant Defense and Attack buffs.]
Yu Xian read through every single one, a broad grin spreading across his face. He turned and walked to the inner edge of the wall, looking down at the class-holders in the city and at the members of Sparkle Troupe. Smiling, he shouted, "Everyone! From this day forth, Fukang City belongs to our Sparkle Troupe! Tonight we feast, and no one stops drinking until they drop!"
"Long live the Leader!"
"Hell yeah!"
"Sparkle Troupe! Sparkle Troupe! Sparkle Troupe!"
The members of Sparkle Troupe broke into thunderous cheers.
Those who hadn't joined the troupe felt a pang of regret. Joining Sparkle Troupe now versus joining before the battle were two entirely different concepts.
The former made you a charter member, while the latter made you an ordinary corporate cog.
Now that Sparkle Troupe possessed Fukang City, their rise was practically guaranteed. Furthermore, many noticed that not a single person on Yu Xian's side had died during the entire siege; the worst they had suffered were injuries.
In the ranged squad, only a few unlucky souls had been struck by stray flying stones, which the healers could patch up in no time.
The meat-shield squad had sustained more injuries, but they were already thick-skinned and durable by design; wounds like those would likely heal by tomorrow.
"Leader, here's what the boss dropped. Take a look." Ximen Wangcai walked over and handed Yu Xian a thick, curved fingernail resembling a scimitar.
Yu Xian took the fingernail, and its stats immediately appeared before his eyes:
[Wolf King's Claw]
[Effect: Multiple uses. Please discover them on your own.]
[Note: Bolaiye's favorite claw for picking its nose, making it the longest and hardest claw of all.]
Yu Xian took one look, then silently handed the claw back to Ximen Wangcai. "You're a master swordsman. You should be able to put this to good use."
"You just think it's gross, don't you?" Ximen Wangcai took the claw, seeing right through him.
Yu Xian kept a straight face. "Not at all. Don't talk nonsense. I just have no use for it, that's all."
"There are two more items. Look at these." Without pressing the matter, Ximen Wangcai pulled out the other two spoils Bolaiye had dropped and handed them over.
The remaining two items were much more delicate and compact.
One was a golden tooth, and the other was a silver gemstone.
Yu Xian inspected their stats upon receiving them. The tooth's properties made him raise an eyebrow, while the gemstone's attributes made his eyes light up.
Both of these were things he could use.
Chapter 451