43: Seven Seconds of Real Man

Fountain Square.

Some guild managers had already started to retreat.

They were a little flustered.

The destructive power of the words 'Mage Corps' was still too strong.

That meant the opponent had at least 5 teams, with a full complement of 25 or more second-turn mages.

In eternal.

Most spellcasters in their first turn were pure money sinks.

Their attack range was not as good as an Archer's, their DPS was not as good as an Assassin's, their area of effect was average, and their skill cooldowns were long. As for consumption, there was no need to even mention it; whether leveling up, fighting monsters, or doing quests, they were always operating at a deficit.

But.

When mages reached their second turn, they would gain multiple passive skills, increasing spell damage, reducing cooldowns, expanding their area of effect, and also learning ultimate spells.

Attack range exceeding 100 meters.

Area of effect diameter exceeding 50 meters.

Both dimensions were simultaneously elevated to T1 level, and damage was greatly increased. They could also specialize in different types of magic, gaining sustained damage, high burst, high control, and other directions, combining both damage and crowd control abilities.

It could be said.

This, truly, was a mage.

This, truly, was an elite.

Of course.

If there was only one elite mage, at most, it would just slightly increase efficiency when fighting a BOSS or clearing small monsters.

But what if there were more?

Can you withstand a team of mages simultaneously unleashing their ultimate spells?

Have you experienced the 'ice and fire' treatment?

Burning sea of fire, slowing ice storm!

Commonly known as delayed slow roasting, it was truly pure torture.

If you encountered such a situation, even if you had more people, it would be useless. As long as the Mage Corps' ultimate spells covered you, a random team of Archers behind them could wipe you out without taking any damage.

Therefore.

The number of Mage Corps often directly determined a guild's hard power.

Everyone was cultivating them.

But how difficult it was to cultivate mages, everyone knew.

Quests could help.

But mages were squishy; they frequently died violently during high-difficulty quests, often rendering them unable to play for a day, stuck there in a daze.

eternal had been open for three months.

Only large guild forces and a few top-tier battle teams could truly field Mage Corps.

Looking at those present today, not every single one had such a high-end configuration.

As for bringing a Mage Corps, there wasn't even one.

Mage Corps had powerful destructive capabilities and high investment costs, so guilds naturally couldn't waste resources. They had to be assigned to high-value missions to recoup their investment.

The current teleporters in eternal were too expensive and too few.

So, the time cost alone of mobilizing a Mage Corps could exceed tens of millions in cash.

Then look at Lin Ye.

He actually stopped at that moment.

How could others not panic?

"Little Glutton, throw some Void Arrows over."

Lin Ye really hadn't paid attention to supplies; he was so used to the Void Arrow Quiver that he completely forgot what supplies were.

After leaving the Forgotten Land.

The rate of Void Arrow production was far from keeping up with consumption.

2 stacks per second.

Even with a full backpack of Void Arrows, it would only be enough for Lin Ye's full output for 50 seconds.

"Little Glutton?"

Su Wanting was stunned for a moment before realizing he was calling her. Her Void Arrow reserves weren't much either, so she only threw over a dozen stacks.

"I... I'll go buy some right now!"

Su Wanting immediately realized that this was nowhere near enough, and Bai Shuya also wanted to go with her.

Lin Ye, however, directly said, "That's enough."

Click!

Lin Ye twisted his neck, a confident smile playing on the corner of his lips.

"The farce should end."

With a flick of his hand.

Shadow Doppelganger.

Boom!

Lin Ye pulled back the Wangyu Bow, and Void Arrows flew out like a storm.

At the same time.

The doppelgangers on both sides simultaneously drew their bows and fired.

In an instant.

The sky darkened!

Void Arrows filled the sky, a dense black mass, like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

True Storm Incoming!

"What... what is this?!"

The Elite Team Captain and Xiang Jianfeng simultaneously questioned.

Opposite them.

Did they have a whole team of high-level Archers?!

Otherwise...

Tell me, what's with this rain of Void Arrows filling the sky?

One second.

Hundreds of Void Arrows.

Is that an attack speed a single person can achieve?

If so.

Is he still human?!

In an instant.

The members of the Elite Team all looked up, watching the rain of Void Arrows in the sky.

The pressure...

Was like having a Mount Tai on their heads.

Lin Ye's attack power, only by directly confronting it would you feel that terror.

Now.

They could only pray.

This is a normal attack, this is a normal attack, not a skill, the damage is not high, don't panic.

Raise shields!

Defend...

The first Void Arrow landed, piercing directly through a knight's shield and embedding itself in the opponent's heart.

Immediately after.

The arrow rain landed.

Puff puff puff~

The Elite Team knights on the street were the first to be shot into sieves.

-32440

-70111 Critical Hit!

-78000 Critical Hit!

-42041

-22014

-27000

Damage numbers exploded, and although they fluctuated greatly, none of them were below ten thousand.

The fastest charging knight team was shot into a hornet's nest within two seconds.

The Mage Corps, still chanting, were all instantly killed by the arrow rain a second later.

Without a magic shield, they were the squishiest class in all of eternal, bar none.

And within the battle formation.

The Mage Corps followed the commander's orders.

Attack meant full output, defense meant raising large-area magic shields.

Clearly.

They hadn't received the order to defend just now.

As for the Assassins hidden within the streets, in stealth, they weren't so lucky to survive either.

Because among the Void Arrows, there were also Void Explosions mixed in.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

From the fountain to the Newbie Village gate, almost all were within Lin Ye's arrow rain coverage, but the main road received more attention and fiercer firepower.

7 seconds.

Extreme burst.

Lin Ye stopped directly.

The string of the Wangyu Bow in his hand glowed dark red, emitting wisps of smoke.

No joke.

Such violent output almost pulled the durability of this legendary bow to its breaking point.

Looking at the battlefield again.

Void Arrows littered the ground, blood flowed like a river.

Even the few who were still standing were only because too many Void Arrows were stuck in them, making them unable to fall, not because they were tough.

If you didn't have tens of thousands of defense and millions of health.

You had no right to survive this baptism of arrow rain.

"The farce... is over?"

Bian Yuerong, in shock, couldn't help but exclaim.

It really was over.

Qitian Guild's Elite Team, completely wiped out!

The brutality of the battlefield was even more cruel than the war documentaries she had watched; even Verdun, known as the 'meat grinder,' didn't have such terrifying firepower unleashed.

7 seconds!

Bian Yuerong counted, at most 7 seconds.

Within these few seconds, Lin Ye unleashed at least two thousand Void Arrows towards the Newbie Village...

No!

It's highly possible it was over three thousand!

As a scout and special forces veteran, she possessed a professional judgment and intuition for the battlefield that ordinary people lacked.

"Hiss!"

Bian Yuerong's pupils constricted sharply, and she gasped in her heart.

"He alone is equivalent to our entire organized crossbow team!"

Terrifying~

His output alone was fiercer than a crossbow team composed of professional soldiers, how could they fight?!

Watching from the sidelines.

All the guild bigwwigs were dumbfounded.

Now.

They just wanted to say that they had nothing to do with the bigwigs.

The only true bigwig, the true man in the entire field.

Was Demon Lord!

If you couldn't withstand this wave of his violent output, then you had no right to look up in front of him.

Want to talk?

Go talk to his arrow rain?

Can't even stand steady?

He'd think you were a speed bump!

At the same time.

Players outside had already started to celebrate.

"Good thing I'm a nobody and wasn't qualified to go in, otherwise, wouldn't I have been instantly shot into a sieve right there and then?"

"Demon Lord is too strong~"

"I feel like he's going to be invincible, really!"

"Brother, be bolder, remove the 'feel like'."

"So fierce!"

“With this output capability, what BOSS can withstand it? No wonder he clears dungeons in minutes.”

"Heh, if I had his strength, I'd clear it even faster than him!"

"He's a freak~"

"Everyone else is a newbie, how can he be so freakishly strong?"

"I suspect he's using hacks, and I have evidence!"

......

At the Newbie Village entrance.

Qi Feng, riding his golden lion, was completely stunned.

A three-thousand-man Elite Team.

Completely wiped out?!

Is this something one person can do?

It must be fake, right?

In eternal, death rarely resulted in equipment drops, unless it was a red-named player with a bounty.

But that didn't mean there were no drops.

Before their eyes.

Three thousand elite players died, and the value of the equipment dropped alone was over a hundred million!

Even if no equipment was dropped.

The durability loss was also immense, and repair costs were expensive.

Of course.

These losses were mere trifles compared to the decrease in character level and skill level.

One death, three levels down!

It wasn't a big deal for the Elite Team to lose hundreds of people at once; their overall strength wouldn't decrease much.

But if they were completely wiped out at once, their overall strength would inevitably decline, and then the entire guild's income would drop significantly.

A huge loss.

A rough calculation showed it was at least several hundred million.

Qitian Guild this time, truly suffered heavy losses.

"You damned thing, it's all your fault!"

Qi Feng glared fiercely at Lin Ye, his eyes filled with rage, snarling as if he wanted to devour him whole.

However.

He did not advance further.

"Don't think you've really won. Today, I said you would die, and you will die!"

As Qi Feng roared, he took out an exquisite item from his hand.

It looked like a grenade.

Bian Yuerong immediately changed her expression and exclaimed, "Spatial Bomb?! Be careful, he's going to destroy your teleporter!"