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A lonesome wind welcomed you when you arrived at the Return Plains.
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Opis
Nasod Graveyard. Ponggos saw some moving Nasods.
Optymalny Poziom
32-34
Minimalna Siła Bojowa
4620
Mapa
Potwory
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Obraz
Opis
Ataki
Black Crow Engineer - Combatant of The Black Crow. He repairs broken weapons and machines.
Wrench Swing: A quick short combo with his wrench.
Black Crow Sniper - A sniper among the Black Crows. He uses his rifle to shoot small grenades that either stun or explode with accurate precision.
Gun Shots: Ready themselves then fire three bullets.
Grenade Lob: Lob a grenade that explodes on impact.
Black Crow Gladiator - A fighter who quickly swipes at you using his blade.
Heavy Slash: Prepares in super armor then performs a single overhead slash.
Nasod Scout Type-L - Nasod that spies on Alterasia-infested areas.
Tackle: Lunges at enemies with its legs.
Shock: Fires a short burst of lightning that stuns players.
Electron Ball: Shoots a small electron ball.
Nasod Gardener Type-F - A Nasod that launches fire blasts from its arm-cannon!
Arm Thrust: Prepares itself and trusts forward doing multiple hits.
Fireball: Fires a single fireball out of its arm.
Corrupt Nasod Miner - A miner that jabs you using its drill, however, it seems to be infected by something strange...
Drill Whack: The Miner will whack you with its arm.
Drill Push: The miner will prepare itself then dash itself forward drill first do rapid hits.
Self-Destruct: When its HP is low it will activate a countdown clock and explode after 3 seconds.
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Przeszkody
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Opis
Land Mine - Landmines scattered everywhere are activated once someone steps on them activating their 3 second countdown detonation.
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Miniboss
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Obraz
Opis
Ataki
Supervisor of Nasod Miners - A large white Nasod Miner.
Drill Push: The miner will prepare itself then dash itself forward drill first do rapid hits while in complete super armor.
Hole Drill: Activate the pistons in its arm and attacks the plays with a continuous barrage of drill stabs.
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Boss
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Opis
Ataki
Corrupt Nasod Driller - An abandoned driller created to excavate minerals and attack intruders. It somehow started moving again.
Guard: Nasod Driller crosses his arms reducing damage while in super armor.
Drill Stab: The Boss jabs at you using its enormous drill to repeatedly damage you.
Drill Pound: The Nasod Driller tries to smash you by jabbing you from a different angle.
Grenade Launch: Creating space, the Corrupt Nasod Driller will send out multiple bombs that explode around the stage.
Energy Four: Its strongest move. The Nasod Charges his cannon and unleashes a series of explosions before it. This can juggle you causing rather lethal damage.
Elsword: The island is – floating?! Amazing! I never heard of such a thing.
Elsword: This plain is like a huge Nasod graveyard. Kinda sad and lonely, really.
Elsword: Some weird spores on those Nasods – what's up with that? Could this be the final stage in the Nasod lifespan? Why aren't they moving?
Aisha: So this is like–a Nasod graveyard. I wonder if Nasods understand death?
Aisha: Hmm, looks like this Nasod's been de-powered for some time. So how come they're moving again?
Aisha: Ooh, the island is floating! Is this the power of El or Nasod power? Whatever it is, it's awesome!
Rena: Old Nasods, decommissioned flying ships–all rotten and discarded. Why do I feel mournful? It's not as if anything with a soul was buried here. Or– is it possible Nasods have some semblance of a soul?
Rena: Those strange spores are somehow animating the defunct Nasods. They must be emanating from some central location. Where could it be?
Rena: Even I, in all my years, have never heard of a floating island! Could such a marvel have been developed only recently?
Raven: This seems to be a refuse dump of Nasods… How come Nasods discarded here are moving again?
Raven: …I can sense a familiar smell. This is where I... I was reborn...
Raven: At last, it is the land of Nasods... There must be the ones who remodeled me here!
Eve: There are traces of so many experiments done by Core... If the experiment went on, there must have been Nasods with their selves...
Eve: ...My race... I still detect their faint signs. The signs of my race who disappeared asleep in this place for several hundreds of years...
Eve: ...Rest in peace, my race.
Eve: There are spores affecting the mechanical devices. We must pay a little attention.
Chung: Nasods here should have been disposed. How are they functioning still?
Chung: The moss here is different than Hamel's... Plants here are weird...
Ara: I never thought there would be such a mighty one in that heap!! Be aware of the drill attack! Be aware!
Ara: Altera island is in the sky!! How can this be... It must be using El power!
Ara: Broken Nasods are everywhere. Were they discarded? It is a sad sight to see.
Elesis: A floating island... it reminds me of the past...
Elesis: Those Nasods seem to have been abandoned, but they still move? Are those spores making them move?
Elesis: The plain is a massive grave of Nasods... It feels so lonely.
Add: Oh... is this the place... the base of Nasods? Hehe, let's collect Dynamo data!
Add: Tigers leave their skins behind when they die, but Nasods leave data behind. All of it, now all mine... muhaha!
Add: Oh... old Nasods can even move with organic spore forms. Intriguing, now that's worth analyzing!
Lu: An island floating in the sky... The only purpose of this technology's power is to kill people? ...I too wished for power... But this is...
Lu: These green spores are what's making the Nasods move. Let's find the source!
Ciel: A floating island in the sky you say... The view is nice. Is there a place like this in the demon world?
Ciel: These Nasods, they can't even rest in peace and are being moved around like puppets? I will grant them peace...
Rose: This is the graveyard of the Nasods. Although scary in battle, something about it is bittersweet.
Rose: It's the peace that comes to Nasods at the end of their lifespan. It's a sad story.
Rose: What is that spore? I have a bad feeling about it.
Ain: How can something created by man know when to die and gladly accept it?