Apocalypse: System of lotteries

Chapter 159 Hip Hop King

An hour later, at the central square of Zone 109, a single, naked zombie was left surrounded by people. They hadn't killed it yet because, once they did, a five-star King-level one would arrive.

So, before taking it down, everyone was busy applying various buffs to each other, preparing to face the final boss of the day in their best condition.

Nick stood to the side, feeling bitter because his two girlfriends were busy casting and dancing around" Good man. " Although not exactly angry, he felt uncomfortable about it. He wanted to tell the" Goodman "to find his girlfriend, but seeing his blood-soaked appearance seemed difficult.

"Everyone spread out!"

"In a moment, all ranged attacks should focus on that zombie!"

"Make room for when the five-star King-level arrives; it's bound to have an area-of-effect attack!"

"Everybody, follow Gutmann's lead, and don't act alone!"

"..."

Everyone looked at Ming, only to find the formidable figure surrounded by a group of people casting and dancing around him.

Five minutes later, Ming was in peak condition, his essential attributes were boosted by 40%, and his skill cooldown time was reduced by half.

"Attack!" The ranged fighters unleashed various energy skills at his command, and the last Lord-level zombie vanished instantly.

Splash! A white light descended among the people, revealing a figure standing 3 meters tall.

With skin as black as charcoal, he was wearing a duckbill cap, dreadlocks, oversized sunglasses, and a thick, shiny gold chain hung around his neck. He wore an oversized hoodie, patterned shorts, and a pair of sneakers with an inverted hook design. Each finger was adorned with a large gold ring on his left hand. He held a gleaming golden revolver in his left hand while his right hand gripped a chilly Nepalese curved knife. As he grinned, his teeth shone white.

Ming had already scanned the enemy using his[Hawk Eye]ability:

[Hip-Hop Thug Angelo]

[Five-Star King-level]

[blood bar: 100,000]

[Physique: 500]

[Strength: 700]

[Agility: 500]

[Spirit: 104]

[Exclusive Attack: Golden Revolver fires penetrating shots with an armor-piercing effect of 5, reload time of 5 seconds]

[Exclusive Skill: Beheading Curved Knife, dashes forward to decapitate target with a single slash, armor-piercing effect of 5, cooldown 3 minutes]

[Exclusive Skill: Hip-Hop Rage, as a street thug, disses opponents with offbeat hip-hop rhythm and extremely uncomfortable language, causing targets within a 100-meter radius to fall into confusion and run aimlessly for 10 seconds, cooldown 5 minutes]

[Exclusive Skill: Street Black Gun, shoots targets who turn their back on him, triggering immobilization, automatically reloads bullets when empty, cooldown 3 minutes]

[Exclusive Talent: Hip-Hop Invincible, starts invincibility with a 100% success rate after using Hip-Hop Rage, lasts for 3 minutes, bullets have no reload time, activating crazy shooting mode]

[Exclusive Talent: Furious Fighter, as a thug, constantly enraged, each 10% reduction in health restores Hip-Hop Rage cooldown]

[Exclusive Talent: Lawless, as a thug, scorns all, immune to immobilization, dizziness, etc.]

[Exclusive Talent: Lethal Strike]

"…"

[Weakness: Cover its ears, or gag its mouth…]

"…"

"Holy cow! What is that thing?!"

"Does it seriously have a gun?"

"Everyone, be careful!"

"What do we do now?"

"..."

As the crowd watched, 'Gutmann had already charged at the zombie. In an instant, a large tent appeared, enclosing both him and the zombie.

"Damn!"

"Isn't that the skill from the last shared BOSS fight?!"

"Gutmann got that skill!"

"Oh my god! That Skill... wait! Gutman is trying to solo a King-level zombie!"

"Is he doing this, so we don't get hurt, taking on the King-level zombie by himself?!"

"That's so damn brave, and I didn't expect Gutmann to be this courageous!"

David stood among the crowd, shouting, "Everyone with buff skills, surround the tent and use your abilities non-stop. Don't be stingy!"

"Right! Everyone hurry, get your spirit potions and psychic bracelets, and if you don't have enough money, just let me know!"

"Who doesn't have that little bit of cash?!"

"Go!"

At that moment, everyone surrounded the tent. Chanters sang loudly, Dancers danced fervently, and all those with buff professions had several spirit potions. As soon as one person fainted, they would be recovered with a potion and continue to sing!

...

Alan, holding a telescope, shouted, "Big bro and the zombie are trapped in the tent!"

"Huh?"

Mike stood on tiptoes to see, "Quick, let me see through the telescope!"

Alan snapped the telescope in half with a crack and threw one part to Mike. Both of them watched the battlefield with half a telescope each.

...

Ming stood on a semicircular stage inside the tent, facing the zombie Angelo wielding a golden revolver with no one else around.

Bang! Bang!

Zombie Angelo fired his shots.

Ming quickly rolled to dodge and, during the reloading gap, rushed forward to throw a [Personal Prescription].

[ Skill triggered, collected 2399 gold coins from the opponent]

Ding~ 2399 gold coins received.

"He's so rich!"

Ming felt excited as he heard the gold coins arriving. Zombie Angelo didn't offset the debt with items, which meant he still had money! As expected, those wearing big gold chains and rings were wealthy!

Ming's decision to solo the King-level enemy was well-calculated. Judging from this zombie's skill set, the combination of [Hip Hop Rage] and [Hip Hop Invincibility], along with [Enraged Player], could make him virtually invincible.

His tent had a chance to silence the opponent and prevent skill activation. Thus, solo fighting was the best choice. Moreover, Ming could exploit the zombie with prescriptions, stripping him of his wealth and then handing him over to the others outside.

At that moment, Angelo raised his Nepalese curved blade, initiating the [Beheading Curved Blade] skill.

[Tent Silence triggered, enemy skill silenced]

"Great!"

Ming was delighted. He had already prepared to activate his extreme speed to dodge, but the tent's silence effect triggered, interrupting Zombie Angelo's [Beheading Curved Blade] skill, forcing it into cooldown.

Ming didn't attack the zombie but continued with the prescriptions. After all, Angelo had countless ailments to cure. As long as Ming took all his money and forced him to use items as debt repayment, the zombie would become a mere ordinary creature once stripped of his assets: a fast, powerful, regular zombie. He'd be nothing more than a naked guy singing hip-hop without weapons or equipment.

What was there to fear?

As expected, Zombie Angelo raised his head and activated the [Hip Hop Rage] skill.

"Heh~ Heh-heh~ Heh-heh-heh~ Heh..."

"..."

Ming appeared relaxed, having already stuffed his ears with soft paper and covered them with his hands as an extra precaution. To be even more secure, he bit on a Peony, establishing a foolproof triple defense!

...

Outside the tent.

"Why can't we hear anything inside?"

"Are you stupid? We couldn't hear anything from the outside during the last shared boss fight either."

"I hope Gutemann will be alive. Let's all pray together."

"Damn it, don't stop casting buff spells."

"Everyone, keep going, continue singing, and keep dancing!"