– 2047!
Everyone froze.
Their mouths fell open in disbelief as the four-digit number exploded above the Thunder King's enormous body. Even the echo of the damage seemed louder than their own spells.
White Unicorn's Mages were strong—among the top in the server—but they barely dealt fifty damage per hit. They relied on numbers, formations, cooldown rotations, and firepower stacked together.
Yet Ren…
Ren casually unleashed a spell that hit harder than the entire mage line combined.
Just how high was his INT?
"Care to enlighten me on how exactly we're supposed to kill him again?" Eric muttered to his sister, his voice torn between awe and horror.
Erica chewed her lip, pouting as her brows furrowed deeply. "He must've poured all his EXP into INT. His DEF must be low. Have you seen his HP and MP bar? They're barely in the three hundreds."
But doubt lingered in her eyes.
