The second stage of the boss was fairly easy; from the attackers’ perspective, that was. In the healers’ eyes, they were having the time of their life healing like there was no tomorrow!
The boss was just too powerful! His staff looked like it was made from wood but it felt like it was really just the Monkey King Sun Wo Kong’s golden staff. Zhang Yang’s HP was being whacked down like how Sun Wo Kong whacked the high heavens upside down!
“Damn you, Zhan Yu! Why are you so squishy like a tofu1!?” Little Snow complained violently.
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. He thought to himself, “Hmph! Keep on complaining, b*tch! If I were to trade with another tank, you wouldn’t even have time to open your mouth at all! You’d be too busy healing crazily. The moment you’re distracted, you’d be sure to have the tank killed!”