Imush leaned on his Lion Heart Sword and stopped his attack.
He leaned against a withered tree, slightly lost in thought as he watched the increasing number of elves before him.
The gathered players had become more and more numerous.
Imush was completely surrounded by them...
Layers upon layers, with no way out.
However, at this moment, Imush did not attack, and none of the players dared to attack recklessly either.
During the previous battle, every player who attacked him was ultimately killed by him.
Now that he had stopped attacking, the players found themselves suddenly not wanting to die...
They all worried about becoming the first bird that gets targeted by the boss.
Both sides... were locked in such a bizarre stalemate.
There was not a single Half-Beast left standing around Imush.
The last few dozen Half-Beasts that fled with him had all perished in battle, their bodies reduced to ashes...
