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485: Chapter 485: Thousands of mages focused their fire, leaving his clothes slightly dirty!

At Cangxing Bay, the sea surface reflected the dim, golden afterglow.

Millions of casual players crowded the shoreline, staring blankly at the massive "steel hedgehog" on the sea surface.

They had watched with their own eyes as Salos, ranked first on the leaderboard, struck out at Chen You with an earth-shattering aura.

Everyone thought this level 50 Cultivator would be instantly killed by a single axe swing.

As it turned out, it was almost Salos who was instantly killed.

"Holy crap..."

Someone in the crowd let out a curse, and the entire shoreline instantly erupted.

"Am I blind? Salos's health bar is half empty?"

"That's a level 90 Titan Berserker! The tankiest class in the entire server!"

"Your arrow towers, my arrow towers, they seem different? Are those arrow towers cheating too?"

A warrior player carrying a greatsword flushed red, waving his fists excitedly: "I told you guys!"

"God You isn't that easy to defeat! If he dared to stay, he definitely has a trump card!"

"Absurd! This is too absurd!"

"Brothers, the plan has changed, get ready to steal the BOSS!"

On the Floating Sanctuary, the staff in Oro's hand nearly fell to the ground.

He stared fixedly at the damage numbers, his brain slipping into momentary chaos.

"True damage... full-screen true damage?" Oro gasped.

"This is impossible! What kind of mechanism allows a building unit to deal true damage!"

Arrow of the Moon stood beneath the phantom of the World Tree, her red lips slightly parted, a flash of astonishment in her eyes.

Then she smiled again.

That man, he really is unfathomable.

...

Salos's screams still echoed miserably over the gulf.

"Roar—!"

At this life-or-death moment, Salos's eyes were blood-red, and a thick, scarlet blood mist erupted from his body.

He forcibly activated the Berserker's life-saving trump card, "Blood Rage Frenzy," not only clearing all stiff states but also gaining temporary super armor and a movement speed bonus.

Without a moment's hesitation, this Titan Temple guild leader pushed off hard with his legs, flying backward off the back of the Nine Nether Heaven-Devouring Kun in an extremely humiliating posture.

"Bang!"

Salos slammed heavily into the sea surface several hundred meters away, splashing up a towering water column.

He gasped heavily for air, his entire body covered in steel crossbow bolts, looking just like a giant red-haired hedgehog.

His originally thick health bar now had less than half remaining.

The Titan God Clan players who were just clamoring to watch Chen You make a fool of himself could not make a sound now.

That was Salos!

He charged up for less than three seconds only to be shot back by a few hundred crappy arrow towers?

"True damage! It's definitely high-amount true damage!"

On the Floating Sanctuary, Oro shifted his gaze from Salos and looked at Chen You once more.

He finally understood.

"This madman, he enchanted these low-level buildings with some kind of special skill that can convert damage into true damage!"

Oro gritted his teeth, but a flash of insight crossed his eyes, "However, this also exposes his weakness!"

Oro turned his head to look at the nearby camp of the Moon Gods Radiance.

"Arrow of the Moon!" Oro shouted loudly, "Did you see that clearly? As long as we don't enter that range, he is just a sitting duck!"

Arrow of the Moon stood on the edge of the giant leaf, her white dress rustling in the sea breeze.

Her stunning face remained as cold as frost; she didn't even glance at Oro.

Only her pointed elven ears twitched slightly.

"The BOSS is about to descend!" Seeing her reaction, Oro's tone grew impatient.

"If we don't clear him out, when the Star Sea King comes out later, none of us will be able to output damage in peace!"

"The Roman God Clan and the Elf God Clan should join forces and have all ranged classes concentrate fire! He can't possibly block it!"

Oro was calculating very shrewdly.

Chen You's defense was indeed bizarre; he could tank a Fireball spell from him head-on.

But no matter how strong one person is, can they tank the concentrated fire of ten thousand Mages and Archers?

Quantitative change is enough to cause qualitative change.

Arrow of the Moon still didn't speak.

On the surface, this supreme leader of the Elf God Clan was watching the battlefield with a deep gaze, as if weighing the overall situation.

But in reality, she had already seen the outcome of this war.

Arrow of the Moon was mentally ranting crazily: "Fight my ass! You bunch of bumpkins who haven't seen the world!"

"You think he's a tower defense player? He's a perverted dual-wielding melee Mage! He used the arrow towers just now purely because he didn't want to dirty his own hands, okay!"

She was a smart person.

Just because Salos could tank Chen You's attacks doesn't mean everyone can!

Chen You hadn't even truly made a move from start to finish.

"Elf God Clan, stand by." Arrow of the Moon parted her red lips slightly, issuing the order in the guild channel with a cold voice.

"Guild Leader, aren't we going to help?"

"Help who?" Arrow of the Moon sneered, "Help Oro go to his death?"

"Watch quietly. Whoever dares to move without orders will have their guild points deducted."

On the other side, seeing Arrow of the Moon remain indifferent, Oro was so angry he started cursing.

"Indecisive woman! It serves you right that your Elf God Clan will never take first place!"

"Members of the Shadow of Roman, heed my command!" Oro raised the staff in his hand, and a brilliant light erupted from its tip.

"All Mages, target Chen You, indiscriminate saturation bombing!"

"Blast that arrogant brat and his crappy buildings into dust for me!"

"Yes!"

Around the Floating Sanctuary, thousands of Roman God Clan Mage players raised their staffs simultaneously.

Fireballs, ice shards, wind blades, lightning... five-colored magical lights gathered crazily over the gulf, illuminating the dim sky as if it were broad daylight.

The massive magical fluctuations caused the surrounding seawater to start boiling.

"Fire!"

Accompanied by Oro's roar, the sky full of magical skills, like a magnificent meteor shower, tore through the sky and rained down overwhelmingly toward the Nine Nether Heaven-Devouring Kun.

The scene was extremely spectacular; with the overlapping of thousands of high-level spells, anyone below level 90 would inevitably be killed instantly.

At the edge of the shoreline, countless casual players couldn't help but close their eyes.

"It's over, the big boss is really done for this time."

"Too ruthless, thousands of Mages concentrating fire, who can tank that?"

In the crowd, Lin Miao gripped her fists tightly, her palms full of sweat.

Chen You, at the center of the storm, remained calm.

Just because Oro could break his defense doesn't mean other Mages could break his defense too.

As a Cultivator, his magic resistance was actually stronger than his physical defense.

The Western fantasy magic system of the Source Realm had serious underlying logic differences compared to the Chinese Cultivation System.

Magic is the arrangement and combination of elements.

Spiritual power is the origin of heaven and earth.

The damage reduction from using elements to bombard a source shield is self-evident.

"Boom—!"

Countless skills converged on Chen You in an instant.

Light and shadow completely submerged Chen You's figure.

The eyes of millions were fixed intently on the center of the sea surface.

Once the smoke and dust completely cleared.

Chen You was still standing there.

His moyuan star river robe fluttered in the wind, and not even the hem of his clothes was damaged.

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