"You tried to invade the territory of the Scorpion Race and were attacked by the Fiery Scorpion King!"
"You suffered a critical strike from a fireball, taking 80 points of damage. With your Defense at 9 points, you mitigated 27 points of damage, leaving you with 53 points of final damage."
"You took 30 points of fire burn damage; due to your 4 points of Flame Resistance, you mitigated 12 points of burn damage, leaving you with 18 points of final burn damage."
"You fell from a high place, taking 9 points of damage. With your Defense at 9 points, you ultimately took no damage."
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After Wang Wu rolled several times to put out the flames on his body and got up in a sorry state, several lines of information finally arrived late.
Not too bad, only 71 points of total damage.
After all, this was a Leader Level Little Demon.
While Wang Wu was shocked and fearful, he also secretly laughed proudly.
He admitted his actions were indeed a bit reckless and impulsive, but the facts also proved his guess right.
Yesterday, this Flame Scorpion King could still shoot head-sized fireballs; today, they were only half a head in size, with the power halved, indicating that the Scorpion King's stored Spiritual Qi was also running low.
So, if he didn't seize this moment to withstand a weakened fireball to boost his Flame Resistance, then in just a few more minutes when the Purple Gold Three Minutes passed, would the Scorpion King's fireball not be strong enough to send him to the afterlife?"
The opportunity only comes once, unless you wait for the next White Rat attack, but next time, will there be such a good opportunity?
As Wang Wu contemplated, enduring the pain, he waited. He was at zero satiety, so his Level 4 Self-Healing could not activate, but it was no problem; food would soon be delivered to him.
His judgment was quite accurate.
As daylight gradually brightened, revealing clear skies and sunrise in the east, today was another day to expect generous rewards.
At this moment, all the Little Demons in the valley were eagerly anticipating.
In the bushes, rustling, all kinds of Little Demons were eager to try; as the Purple Gold Three Minutes ended and the Golden Three Minutes began, they rushed out together toward the foot of the mountain and the bottom of the cliff.
And among them, Wang Wu saw the long-lost Gray Mouse Knights, but their numbers had significantly dropped from nearly two to three hundred to about fifty, not as arrogant anymore, without the usual "I'm the pride beneath the bushes."
They were gathered in a dense formation, staying away from the cliff, protecting four to fifty little mice in the middle.
A sigh of lament!
Wang Wu naturally won't look for trouble with the Gray Mouse Knights; he prefers to bully those Wandering Mantis Blade Masters, wait...?
Why are there some familiar strangers among today's Little Demons?
Before Wang Wu could react, about a hundred grayish-blue grasshoppers, each half the size of a fist, flew out from the bushes, landing on the cliff midsection, eight meters high.
Goodness, these grasshoppers even want to seize the golden opportunity?
Impressive, impressive!
Wang Wu squinted his eyes, keeping a low profile; these grasshoppers were much more aggressive than their Earth relatives, more agile and powerful, flying faster, making them hard to catch.
But there's no doubt, the appearance of these Mazha Mountain Bandits is not good news for the bush ecosystem in the valley.
While Wang Wu was pondering, over there, more than a dozen Wandering Mantis Blade Masters rushed in, not towards him, but quickly climbing the cliff, aiming directly at those Mazha Mountain Bandits, truly brave and fierce, as if mortal enemies.
Do mantises and grasshoppers have enmity?
Wang Wu was unsure.
But the battle had begun; these dozen or so Wandering Mantis Blade Masters were indeed ferocious, able to move on the cliff as if on flat land, dodging, positioning, going all out, especially with dual blades, able to take down a Mazha Mountain Bandit in just a few moves.
However, these Mazha Mountain Bandits were not to be underestimated. With the numerical advantage and the ability to fly and jump, in just a few rounds, they annihilated those Wandering Mantis Blade Masters.
They only lost six themselves.
Taking this opportunity, Wang Wu rushed out, not letting go of any Wandering Mantis Blade Masters or Mazha Mountain Bandits' corpses, as he needed the satiety.
And those Mazha Mountain Bandits didn't care about it; they had wings, so naturally, they felt superior to big creatures like Wang Wu that couldn't fly.
At this moment, the sunlight moved down continuously, reaching the last minute of golden time. The Mazha Mountain Bandits immediately spread their wings. Their once dull and gray wings turned into a golden hue. Their absorption rate of Golden Particles was quite fast!
Though not as fast as Wang Wu's Level 1 Spirit Essence, it was far superior to other Little Demons.
These guys were quite plump!
Wang Wu silently watched from the bottom of the cliff, chewing quickly to increase his satiety, while contemplating simulations. He had climbed this cliff many times; if he wanted to catch a few Mazha Mountain Bandits to eat, he must complete the climb and strike in three seconds.
Hmm, no rush, simulate a few times first.
Time was slowly passing; only a minute, then entered the Silver Three Minutes.
At this time, the Little Demons below had mostly finished the combat and securing positions, waiting for the silver period.
Meanwhile, Wang Wu awkwardly climbed the cliff, very clumsily, even visibly fearful of heights.
The Mazha Mountain Bandits eight meters above didn't pay any attention.
The other Little Demons didn't give a warning or think Wang Wu could do anything.
Anyway, Wang Wu just kept absorbing Golden Particles while clumsily climbing, occasionally rolling down by mistake, looking quite silly and confused.
Just like that, a minute of the Silver Three Minutes passed, and Wang Wu still hadn't climbed up, with the highest marking just four meters before tumbling uncontrollably back down.
Finally, in the last minute of the silver period, Wang Wu awkwardly climbed to a height of five meters, three meters away from the Mazha Mountain Bandits, but the cliff above offered no handholds.
He was there pitifully, clawing at cracks, mewing like a scared baby bear waiting for rescue.
It was truly a comical sight.
Until the Silver Three Minutes ended, he didn't advance any further or take any additional actions.
"Whoosh!"
"Swish swish!"
The Mazha Mountain Bandits chirped, satisfied, each climbing a few steps on the cliff before flying high. As for the bear below, hmph, who cares?
"Whoosh!"
A flock of grasshoppers took flight, quite a spectacle.
But at that moment, Wang Wu suddenly sprang like a spring, nimble, powerful, stable, and precisely jumping off the five-meter cliff, turning in mid-air, spreading his paws like a net, crashing into the swarm of grasshoppers!
The unexpected change was too sudden; with the Mazha Mountain Bandits' flight ability, they had no time in the air to change direction and dodge, coupled with Wang Wu's carefully chosen angle and their tendency to gather.
In an instant, more than thirty Mazha Mountain Bandits were knocked down.
Whether they were injured didn't matter; falling to the ground was what mattered!
"Plop! Plop plop!"
Like dumplings in the air.
Then, with a thud, Wang Wu fell down, even accidentally injuring a few Little Demons.
But that's not the point.
When those thirty-plus Mazha Mountain Bandits fell, they were swarmed by the Little Demons around, Wang Wu got up, only managing to snag five Mazha Mountain Bandits; the rest were all killed by the other Little Demons.
These Little Demons reacted quickly, especially those Wandering Mantis Blade Masters, who, after killing, didn't get greedy, each taking a grasshopper leg and running off.
In the blink of an eye, only a field of grasshopper remains was left for Wang Wu.
Really, just too brutal!
But this matter was not over because Wang Wu's action thoroughly enraged the remaining Mazha Mountain Bandits, who circled and swooped like a squadron, spraying dark green liquid with sharp mandibles.
How could Wang Wu let them be, bouncing and dodging, striking left and right, and managed to knock down more than ten Mazha Mountain Bandits.
After this, only then did these guys leave resentfully.
But this feud, it should be settled.