483: Chapter 483 Is this the power of a top-tier expert?

A fireball cut through the haze above the bay.

Chen You sat on a wooden chair, the growing firelight reflecting in his eyes.

He was several hundred meters away from the Floating Sanctuary of the Shadow of Roman, but the fireball crossed the sea and precisely locked onto his position.

Chen You tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure soared into the air.

The yuhuang sword flew automatically beneath his feet, carrying him upward.

The fireball didn't pause in mid-air, adjusted its angle to follow Chen You's position, and continued its pursuit, trailing a long tail of flame.

"It has auto-tracking," Chen You said, hovering in mid-air while watching the approaching firelight.

He did not continue to dodge.

Having spent so much money, he was at the late Foundation Establishment stage and fully equipped with a +16 Mythical set.

With various hidden title and achievement bonuses, even he didn't know where his current limits were.

If he couldn't even take a basic attack from this third-in-command, then there was no point in competing for this World Boss.

It would be better to just return to the city and give himself a decent exit.

Chen You stood on his flying sword with his arms crossed, quietly watching the fireball smash toward his face.

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded at the soles of Chen You's feet, the flames instantly swallowing his figure.

Inside the Floating Sanctuary, the players of the Roman God Clan let out low, mocking laughs.

"And here I thought he had some trump card; all show and no substance."

"He must have been scared silly. Guild Leader Oro's 'Holy Fire' deals true damage; a lone player trying to tank that with his face?"

The flames dissipated.

Chen You patted the scorched marks on his chest.

A red number floated above his head.

[- 2145!]

Chen You pulled up the system panel and glanced at his HP bar again.

With a total HP of 355,660, this hit hadn't even knocked off a fraction of a percent.

The health bar didn't even show a noticeable drop, just the tiniest sliver missing.

"Is that it?" Chen You curled his lips.

At the edge of the Floating Sanctuary, the hand holding Oro's staff froze.

The gentle smile on his face vanished completely.

Although it was just the most basic Fireball spell, there was a 40-level gap between them!

Never mind level 50, even a level 80 player would be dead or critically injured if they took that hit head-on!

Yet that guy named Chen You was almost completely unscathed.

"Guild Leader, did he activate an invincibility skill?" A member of the Roman God Clan nearby widened his eyes.

"There were no skill light effects," Oro said in a heavy voice.

Chen You stood in mid-air, looking down at the bay below.

If a basic attack dealt 2,000 damage to him, then even with all buffs active, their strongest attack skill likely wouldn't exceed 10,000 damage.

He could take them!

He extended his finger and swiped quickly across the virtual panel.

"All arrow towers, switch attack mode."

"Cancel follow-master attack, change to free fire."

On the massive back of the Nine Nether Heaven-Devouring Kun, 999 heavy arrow towers emitted a loud mechanical grinding sound simultaneously.

The steel-forged crossbows turned in unison, their dark arrowheads all aimed at the nearest Roman God Clan players.

A murderous aura permeated the air.

The expressions of the Shadow of Roman players changed.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine ten-meter-high arrow towers were packed tightly together.

Regardless of their quality, the formation alone was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

"Defensive formation!" the commander of the Shadow of Roman roared.

Over a thousand Oracles raised their staves simultaneously, and golden magic shields lit up in layers around the sanctuary.

Shield-bearers took the front line, and priests began pre-casting group healing spells.

They stood ready, prepared to welcome this world-destroying metal storm.

"Fire," Chen You snapped his fingers.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"

The sound of piercing air merged into one, deafening in volume.

Thousands of steel crossbow bolts, like a black rainstorm, tore through the sea breeze and blanketed the position of the Roman God Clan.

The sky was obscured by arrows.

The players of the Shadow of Roman subconsciously held their breath, staring fixedly at the shields above their heads.

The first wave of arrow rain fell.

"Clang, clang, clatter!"

Dense impact sounds rang out.

There was no expected shattering of shields, no earth-shattering explosions.

A crossbow bolt struck a shield-bearer on the forehead and bounced to the ground.

The shield-bearer had closed his eyes, waiting for death, but after two seconds, he realized he was still standing.

He opened his eyes and looked at the damage number floating above his head.

[- 1!]

A mage nearby was struck in the chest by three crossbow bolts simultaneously, but his robe didn't even wrinkle.

[MISS!]

[- 1!]

[- 1!]

The sky above the outer perimeter of the Roman God Clan was filled with dense "MISS" and "- 1" indicators.

Then, everything stopped.

The Roman God Clan players stared at each other in confusion.

"What... what kind of damage is this?"

"Is that it? Ordinary arrow towers? And I thought they were so impressive!"

After a brief, dead silence, the Floating Sanctuary erupted in thunderous laughter.

"Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter; is this guy here to perform acrobatics?"

"I actually activated a god-tier shield to defend against this junk! I'm such an idiot!"

"Quick, quick, shoot a few more arrows. I just happen to feel a bit of shoulder soreness; this intensity is the perfect massage!"

"Guild Leader, should we counterattack? I'll take a team of assassins and sneak over!" the vice-guild leader suggested.

"Leave him alone!" Oro took a deep breath. "He's stalling for time. The Star Sea King is about to appear. Save your skills!"

Twenty seconds remained until the Boss descended.

The seawater in the center of the bay had already formed a huge vortex. The Star Sea King Projection was almost solid, and a violent electronic beat began to echo over the sea.

On the Titan battleship, Salos watched the crossbow bolts flying everywhere, then looked at the unscathed Chen You. His explosive temper could no longer be contained.

"Oro, what are you doing! Did you not eat!?" Salos roared. "You can't even insta-kill a lone player? Is that staff of yours for picking your teeth!?"

Oro snorted coldly. "If you're so capable, you go! His defense stats are problematic."

"I'll send him off right now!"

Salos ripped off his cloak, revealing his explosive muscles.

He exerted force with his legs, and his entire body shot out like a cannonball.

"Heroic Leap!"

Boom!

Salos's massive body crossed hundreds of meters of sea, heading straight for Chen You in mid-air.

The air was struck into a ring of white shockwaves.

In the air, he gripped his giant axe with both hands, his whole body erupting with thick blood energy.

"Charge!"

Two stages of displacement instantly closed the distance.

Chen You caught a glimpse of a red figure smashing toward him from the corner of his eye.

[System Prompt: You have been affected by "Charge" and are in a stunned state for 1.5 seconds.]

"Hmm, Control Below didn't negate it?"

A massive force struck him, and Chen You's body fell uncontrollably from mid-air.

In the distance, Arrow of the Moon watched the falling figure and couldn't help but bite her lip.

In her view, Salos was far stronger than Oro.

Even if their stats were close, to deal with Salos, one had to find a way to maintain distance.

Kiting was the optimal solution.

But with Chen You cornered in melee range, if she didn't intervene, he would surely die.