Merrick tore through the battlefield like a runaway train at full speed, crashing straight into the swarm and smashing every eerie creature unlucky enough to be in his way. "It's the top-ranked powerhouse. He's here!" "We're saved! Come on, buddies, hit them hard!" "Hit them! Cut these freaks down!" The moment a real heavy hitter charged into the front line, everything shifted. The pressure eased, and the people who had been running on fumes suddenly felt fired up again, like someone just pumped pure adrenaline into their veins. No wonder people call him the Divide. The guy really lives up to the name. It's just… why is Mr. Jones running around with someone sitting on his shoulders? Is that some kind of personal kink or what? The rush of excitement hit everyone, yet a heavy wave of confusion still slipped into their minds. An older man, built like a tank, was charging across the battlefield with his upper body bare, and someone was literally riding on his shoulders. No matter how anyone looked at it, the whole thing felt strange and almost creepy. But the fight was too intense for anyone to question it. They just roared, swung their weapons, and slowly pulled back toward Northcrest. Boom! Boom! Before long, Merrick plowed through the chaos with Aiden hanging on, forcing his way straight toward the Lord-level boss. He really did carve out what felt like a starlit trail just like he said. "Kid, the rest is on you." Merrick lifted his head, his expression tightening as he stared at the massive creature blotting out the sky. Even he felt the pressure lifting after facing a Lord-level boss of this size. He couldn't figure out how a Beastmaster barely past Level 30 had the nerve to believe he could kill something this terrifying. "Relax. This thing is already dead." Aiden flashed a grin, the Tome of Carnage appearing in his hand. His moment to show off had finally arrived. Boom! The giant serpent of a Lord-level boss finally noticed the two tiny figures beneath it and whipped its tail in fury.That tail, black and thick like a moving city wall, sliced through the air with a roar. Merrick stomped hard, power exploding under his feet as he dropped into a defensive stance, ready to tank the hit head-on. Aiden didn't even flinch. Swish. A streak of dark red light cut through the air like a single thread, brushing across the surface of the giant serpent. "Slaughter of Carnage" At Aiden's level, even a critical hit should have done absolutely nothing. Zero damage. No chance of breaking past the immunity. But then two black words appeared. "Instant Death" Everything stopped. The colossal serpent's health bar vanished in an instant, and its entire body froze like someone had pressed pause. Even the tail that had already been mid-swing ignored all momentum and halted in place.A heartbeat later, the serpent's body crackled like fired porcelain struck by a hammer. Fractures spread everywhere. In less than a second, the massive Lord-level boss shattered apart, collapsing into countless shards of black light that scattered across the battlefield. It looked like a storm of black rain falling over the blood-soaked field. The change came so fast that most people couldn't even process what happened. Only the shieldbearers who had been forming a wall at the frontline found themselves staring blankly, completely lost. What the heck is going on? Why did all that pressure just vanish out of nowhere? As they watched the black fragments drift down, all they felt was confusion, followed by more confusion. Where's the boss? That huge boss? It was right there a second ago, and now it's just gone. They kept trading blows the same way for a while, then something rippled through the battlefield.It started with the shield guards cheering. A moment later, everyone else realized something felt off, and their attention snapped toward the same spot. The whole field lit up in an instant. "No surprise there. Divine's Mr. Jones shows up and drops a Lord-level boss the second he steps in. Come on, buddies, pick it up. We need to move to Northcrest." "Finally. We actually have a shot." Taking down a Lord-level boss shifted everything. A massive chunk of the workforce was suddenly freed up and rolled straight into handling the other bosses and mobs. People stopped dying as fast. Morale spiked hard. At the same time, a crisp chime cut through the noise. Ding. 'Global Announcement. Grendola player Nighthale has defeated a Lord-level 100 boss and secured the first kill. Prestige Point +1000. Attribute points +200. Grendola warzone points +1. Announcement complete.'Ding. The bright, ringing voice of the announcement landed like a heavy drumbeat in every player's ears. Even though most of them were barely hanging on. Even though any one of them could be torn apart by the eerie creatures at any second. A message that absurdly dropped out of nowhere still hit them with pure shock. After being chased to the brink by those eerie creatures, everyone finally understood what kind of thing they had really been up against. Then, in the blink of an eye, we hear Nighthale take down a Lord-level 100 eerie boss? No way, buddy. We're over here getting chased around by beasts that aren't even close to that level, and we can't catch a break at all. … At that moment, in Westhand of Leafport.