There’s No Way a World-class BOSS Could Be My Familiar

“Forget about selling, it’s not worth much anyway. I have five bottles here—I’ll give you two.”

Chen Zixuan considered for a moment, then took three bottles of mana potion from his backpack and casually handed them to Dawn’s Light.

At the merchant NPCs in Crown Town, a potion like this only sold for about 20 copper coins per bottle; it was better to keep up a friendly relationship.

Obviously, compared to these dozens of copper coins, the information Dawn’s Light provided was much more valuable.

Dawn’s Light was used to big business, so he didn’t act coy. He reached out, took the potions, and glanced at their attributes.

[Basic Mana Potion]

Usage: Oral

Effect: Gradually restores 40 mana points over 30 seconds.

For players at their level, their total mana was only 100 points at full. Two random spells could deplete it completely.

But a single bottle could restore 40 mana—almost half of their mana. If sold at the marketplace, they would have no trouble finding buyers.

At that moment, even Dawn’s Light couldn’t help but feel tempted, recalling scenes of bustling crowds.

He put the potions into his backpack and said with a smile, “Given our relationship, there’s no need to thank me. If you want to sell mana potions in the main city over the next while, I can get a few people to help you with sales. But on the condition that you sell me more at a friendly price.”

Chen Zixuan smiled softly and replied, “No problem.”

To be honest, if Chen Zixuan truly decided to sell potions, his main worry right now was neither the market nor the supply, but rather a lack of manpower.

After all, Chen Zixuan was just one person—unlike those teams with dozens of members. There was only so much one person could do, not to mention he had a hard deadline to reach level 15 within a week.

Where would he find the time or energy to set up a stall and sell potions?

Dawn’s Light had keen emotional intelligence; he could tell at a glance that “Cecilia” was a solo player and severely lacked manpower. That was why he offered, trying to win some goodwill from Chen Zixuan for future cooperation.

So far, their cooperation had been quite pleasant.

After walking further, a few minutes later, the group encountered another wave of monsters.

Having already entered the forest depths, this new group was stronger than the forest wolves.

However, since both Chen Zixuan and Dawn’s Light were well-equipped—and with their numbers—the battle ended in victory after just a few minutes.

While collecting loot, the monsters dropped a white common staff.

Dawn’s Light tried to give this equipment to Chen Zixuan, but after thinking for a moment, Chen Zixuan refused.

By now, he had already profited enough—not only did he receive blue gear, but also a rare blue skill book.

One should know when to be content; taking more might draw the group’s resentment.

After Chen Zixuan refused, Dawn’s Light gave the staff to a mage girl in the party.

Even though it was only a common white item, it was much better than the starting newbie weapon.

After changing to her new staff, the mage girl started looking at Chen Zixuan much more tenderly.

A few more minutes ahead, the forest grew thicker—so dense that even the light barely filtered through, leaving their surroundings eerily dark.

No wonder this place was called [Nocturnal Forest]. In its deepest parts, even at midday, it felt as dark as night.

Everyone knew they had entered the forest’s depths and sharpened their vigilance, scanning their surroundings to avoid another sudden BOSS attack.

At this moment, a dignified voice from the System Lady suddenly sounded in Chen Zixuan’s mind.

“System Warning: Your familiar is under attack! Current HP is below 40%. Please hurry to its aid!”

My familiar? Chen Zixuan stopped in his tracks, confused and stunned.

What was going on?

What was a familiar?

Did this game even have that feature?

Chen Zixuan’s mind raced. Suddenly, he recalled his class—Vampire Prince—and thought of what Dawn’s Light had said earlier in a mysterious tone:

“If I’m not mistaken, it should be a giant bat with a wingspan over ten meters. It’s very fast and completely silent, preferring to ambush players from above…”

Vampire Prince… Blood Banquet… Vampire bats… Bats…

When all these things connected in his mind, Chen Zixuan was dumbfounded.

Could this world-class BOSS actually be my familiar…?

At that moment, an assassin in the party suddenly pointed ahead and shouted, “The BOSS is here! Everyone, be careful!”

Almost simultaneously, everyone turned to look in that direction.

Between the treetops tens of meters high, a massive black shape silently swept by, diving rapidly toward them!

Dawn’s Light’s team had suffered terribly at the hands of this BOSS before. The moment they saw it flying over, they quickly scattered for cover.

Only the girl in the black cloak—Cecilia—remained standing in place, seemingly too stunned to react.

“Cecilia! Get over here!”

Dawn’s Light was already behind a tree. Seeing Chen Zixuan frozen where he was, he shouted loudly in warning.

However, right as he spoke, the BOSS swooped over Chen Zixuan’s head and crashed onto a clearing not far away.

Accompanied by a booming “BANG—!” the massive creature hit the ground with such force that yellowed leaves exploded into the air.

Two seconds later, everyone cautiously peeked out—seeing for the first time the full appearance of the world-class BOSS.

It was much as Dawn’s Light had described: an enormous bat with a wingspan easily over a dozen meters, its fur pitch black, features fiercely grotesque.

Just its blood-red eyes were nearly as large as the biggest pizza at KFC.

And, hovering above its head, was a bright red line of text—”World-class BOSS [Darkwing Demon Bat]”!

As majestic background music swelled, nearly every player present found their breath growing rapid.

A world-class BOSS! And one that was nearly dead!

Indeed, this BOSS was in a dire state—riddled with arrows, large patches of burns and frostbite covering its body, all clearly left by spells.

Its pitch-black wings were torn and tattered; the fact that it managed to fly here was already impressive.

Dawn’s Light’s face showed wild joy. In Legend of Kaloran, the system determined BOSS kill credit not by damage dealt, but something much simpler.

Whichever team landed the killing blow would be credited with the kill.

Dawn’s Light made a snap decision and shouted, “Cecilia! We have to steal the kill! Go for the finishing blow!”

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