146: Chapter 146 Desperate Speed! I'll Smash You with Attribute Points!

"Is that all?"

Luolin Muye laughed in anger, his laughter echoing over the shattered ruins like the cry of a Night Owl. He reached out to wipe the golden blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his once-proud eyes now covered with a layer of crimson bloodshot veins, exuding a heart-palpitating madness.

"A mere ant. Just because you luckily blocked one of this General's strikes, you think you have the capital to be arrogant?"

Before his voice could fade, Luolin Muye's figure vanished into thin air once again.

This time, not even an afterimage was left in the air; only a sonic boom, sharp enough to pierce eardrums, exploded at the spot where Qin Ji had originally been standing.

"So fast!"

Qin Ji's pupils constricted slightly. If the previous strike was like being hit by a heavy truck, then the speed Luolin Muye was displaying now was simply like a ghost fighter jet flying close to the ground.

Without giving him any time to think, a piercing chill instantly rushed from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head.

Behind him!

His combat instincts from years of wandering on the edge of life and death made Qin Ji subconsciously want to roll forward.

"Good reaction, but in the face of absolute strength, this little bit of skill is not enough."

Luolin Muye's cold voice sounded right next to Qin Ji's ear like a maggot on a bone. That spear, stained with countless lost souls, now lunged out silently, its tip glowing with a ghostly blue light of death, aimed directly at the back of Qin Ji's head.

That was a Thief's technique—Weak Point Backstab!

A dignified Platinum Rank Grand General had actually cast aside a warrior's honor and used such a sinister method just to kill his enemy.

If this hit and triggered a weak point critical strike, no matter how high Qin Ji's health was, hundreds of thousands of HP would evaporate instantly!

There was no way to dodge.

An Archer being closed in on by a melee class was widely recognized in the online gaming world as a dead end. Moreover, the opponent was a Platinum Rank BOSS whose attributes completely crushed his own.

Pfft!

The spear pierced through Qin Ji's afterimage without suspense. Although he had twisted his neck at the very last moment to avoid a fatal headshot, the spear blade still ruthlessly tore a spray of blood from his shoulder.

-319,850!!

A massive red damage number floated up.

"Is this the pain of not having a frontline?"

Qin Ji used the momentum to stumble forward a few steps, his brow furrowed.

ragnarok was a game that emphasized teamwork. A standard twelve-person dungeon team typically consisted of two Shield Warriors and two Priests. A fragile damage dealer like an Archer was always supposed to hide behind a wall of steel and iron while frantically pouring out firepower.

But throughout his journey, he had been soloing everything.

Usually, when bullying weaklings or fighting clumsy BOSSes, he didn't feel it, but once he encountered a humanoid BOSS like Luolin Muye—who had high attack, high agility, and a functional brain—the shortcoming of not having teammates to distract the enemy was instantly exposed.

"Run? Where do you think you're running!"

Luolin Muye didn't give Qin Ji any chance to catch his breath. An airwave exploded from his boots, and he closed in once again like a maggot on a bone.

The spear was like a dragon, every move aimed at Qin Ji's vital points.

Qin Ji could only clumsily use the surrounding ruins to kite the boss. But this was clearly not a long-term solution; Luolin Muye's speed was a notch faster than his, and with every exchange, Qin Ji's health bar dropped a chunk.

"Speed..."

While Qin Ji downed an instant recovery potion, he quickly calculated in his head.

His attack speed was enough, his damage was enough, and his tankiness was barely enough.

Only his movement speed was lacking.

In this high-dimensional game, movement speed was the right to survive, the right to speak!

"Since I can't keep up, I'll just add points until I can!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Qin Ji's eyes, and his mind instantly connected to the attribute panel.

There lay a huge sum of money that would drive all players on the server crazy—thousands of free attribute points!

This was the foundation he had accumulated through a journey of slaughter, plundering, and snowballing. He had originally planned to save them to push for a higher level of attack threshold, but now, his life was on the line; why save them for later?

"Add points! Movement speed!"

Whoosh!

One hundred and eighty-five free attribute points vanished instantly.

A warm current immediately flowed through his entire body. Qin Ji felt his body suddenly become light, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted. The surrounding scenery, which had been as fast as lightning, seemed to become a bit clearer in his vision.

Swish!

Luolin Muye's certain-hit spear strike actually missed, grazing the edge of Qin Ji's clothes.

"Hmm?"

Luolin Muye was stunned, and his movements involuntarily slowed by half a beat. "He dodged it?"

Refusing to believe it, he swept his spear horizontally.

Qin Ji tapped his toes lightly, and like a slippery loach, he slipped out of the spear's blind spot at an incredible angle, even having enough energy left to turn back and fire an arrow.

-280,000!

The arrow nailed into Luolin Muye's breastplate, sending sparks flying.

"How can he have such fast movement speed?!"

Luolin Muye's expression changed, and the contempt in his eyes finally lessened a bit. "Level fifty, how could he possibly keep up with my rhythm?"

He was a third-advancement Platinum Rank powerhouse! Even if he didn't specialize in speed, the chasm in attributes was absolutely not something a level fifty Adventurer could bridge.

"Keep up?"

Qin Ji pulled back ten meters. Looking at the movement speed attribute on his panel that had just broken the "20" mark, a playful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Who said I only wanted to keep up with you?"

Those hundred-plus points were just a test.

Since he decided to go all-in, he would go all the way!

"System, add another four hundred points for me!"

Boom!

Another four hundred free attribute points were dumped in.

In this one breath, the attribute points Qin Ji threw in, if converted into the points an ordinary player gets from leveling up, would be equivalent to rising one hundred and seventeen levels!

This was the arrogance of having "a bit" of reserves.

Movement Speed: 30!

In an instant, the world changed in Qin Ji's eyes.

The wind was no longer resistance, but thrust.

When Luolin Muye roared and charged forward again, Qin Ji could even clearly see the dust floating in the gaps of his armor, as well as the reflection of his own gradually blurring self in the other's pupils.

Whoosh!

Qin Ji moved.

This time, it was Luolin Muye's turn to catch only a cluster of afterimages.

"Damn it, is he even human?"

Luolin Muye's spear struck empty air, and his massive momentum carried him forward a step. He cursed loudly in anger. As the younger brother of the Empire's Grand Marshal, he couldn't even catch a level fifty brat?

This sense of humiliation was a hundred times stronger than the slap in the face he had just received.

"I don't believe you can keep running forever!"

Luolin Muye roared, and the cloak on his back suddenly burst apart as a pair of wings condensed from green wind elements violently unfurled.

Skill: [Wings of Swift Wind]!

This was a high-level wind-element warrior's flight skill, which could instantly increase movement speed by 50% and grant brief hovering capabilities.

Whoosh—!

Luolin Muye took off from the spot, his speed suddenly surging. He turned into a streak of green light, biting hard onto Qin Ji's tail.

"Flying?"

Qin Ji looked back at the exasperated Luolin Muye in mid-air, the curve of his smile growing wider and wider.

"So having high movement speed is such a pleasant thing."

In his past life, he didn't have such a monstrous talent. Playing an Archer required being cautious, fearing that an Assassin would close in. But now, the pleasure of playing with a BOSS in the palm of his hand made the dopamine in his body secrete frantically.

"Since you want to chase, I'll show you what despair looks like."

Qin Ji glanced at the remaining two thousand three hundred-plus free attribute points.

"Showdown! Another eight hundred points!"

Hum!!

The air seemed to tremble at this moment.

Movement Speed: 45!

What kind of concept was this?

If it were the real world, this would be close to the starting phase of the speed of sound. In the game, this was a dimensionality reduction strike.

Luolin Muye, who was diving at full speed in the air and was about to catch up to Qin Ji, already had his spear ready.

But in the next second.

He watched helplessly as Qin Ji's figure pulled a long afterimage across his retina, instantly pulling away fifty meters, a hundred meters, two hundred meters...

That feeling was like driving a Ferrari and trying to overtake, only to find out the other party was flying a J-20 fighter jet.

"How is it possible?!"

"How can this guy's movement speed be so fast!"

Luolin Muye's mentality collapsed.

He hovered in mid-air, his hand holding the spear trembling slightly.

Meanwhile, Qin Ji on the ground even had the leisure to fire his bow while sprinting.

Swish, swish, swish!

The purple-gold arrows were like the Grim Reaper's scythes, but he wasn't shooting Luolin Muye; he was shooting the surrounding City Guards and Night Walkers who had intended to come and help.

Pfft! Pfft!

One by one, the elite City Guards had their throats pierced by sharp arrows before they could even see where the enemy was.

[Killed City Guard Commander, obtained free attribute points +5!]

[Killed Demon Den Night Walker, obtained free attribute points +2!]

Qin Ji was like a high-speed harvester, drawing arcs of death across the battlefield. He was running, he was killing, he was... healing!

Relying on his terrifying life-steal attribute, the health he had just lost was filled back up in this wave of slaughter.

"Aaaaaahhh!!"

Seeing his subordinates being harvested like health packs, Luolin Muye turned red with rage, feeling like a dog being walked by its master.

No matter how he accelerated or took shortcuts, Qin Ji could always drift away with an extremely flamboyant position a second before his attack landed.

He couldn't touch him!

He couldn't touch him at all!

"I'm so angry! If I don't kill you, it will be hard to soothe the hatred in my heart!"

Luolin Muye finally stopped this meaningless chase.

He hovered a hundred meters in the air, gripping the spear with both hands and raising it high above his head, the tip pointing straight at the sky.

Rumble—!

The sky, which had been shattered by the battle, suddenly filled with dense thunderclouds. Purple electric snakes wove frantically through the clouds, and a world-destroying pressure locked onto every inch of the ground below.

He was about to use his ultimate!

Skill: [Hunyuan Primordial Lightning Spear]!

As Luolin Muye roared, the thunder filling the sky seemed to hear the command and gathered frantically onto his spear.

His entire being turned into a lightning spear capable of piercing the earth.

"Run? Let's see where you run this time!!"

This move was an area-locking skill.

Within a five-hundred-meter radius, everything would be scorched earth!

A huge sense of crisis surged in his heart. Qin Ji stopped his pace and looked up at the lightning descending like heavenly punishment.

He couldn't dodge it.

A skill of this level already involved the level of rules; simple movement speed could no longer avoid it.

At this moment.

Not just Qin Ji, but even the players in various safe zones received a red System warning.

[Server-wide Announcement: Warning! An ultra-high energy reaction has been detected in the West Desert City region of the Divine Dragon Empire! A Platinum Rank energy explosion at coordinates (2341, 9982)!]

[Server-wide Announcement: Warning! West Desert City is suffering a devastating blow!]

Countless players opened their maps in shock, only to see the icon for West Desert City flashing frantically with red light.

"Who is over there?"

"It seems to be the big boss Snow Emperor!"

"Heavens, who is he fighting? Is this commotion meant to tear the map apart?"

Center of the battlefield.

Facing the world-destroying lightning, there was no fear on Qin Ji's face.

He slowly put away his longbow and even leisurely brushed the dust off his clothes.

"Since I can't dodge, I won't dodge."

He was gambling.

Gambling on the judgment priority of that skill.

"Die!!"

Luolin Muye had a cruel grin on his face as his figure, enveloped in ten thousand tons of thunder, crashed down.

Just as the blinding lightning was about to swallow Qin Ji.

Qin Ji's lips moved slightly, uttering four words:

"Invincible Golden Body."

Hum!

A sacred and pure golden glow instantly erupted from within his body, forming a circular golden shield.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!!!!

The thunder fell.

The world seemed to lose its sound at this moment.

Next came a visual disaster.

With Qin Ji as the center, the ground within a five-hundred-meter radius instantly vaporized. Hard rocks, collapsed buildings, and the corpses of City Guards who hadn't had time to escape were all reduced to the most basic particles in this instant.

The terrifying shockwave formed a hundred-meter-high mushroom cloud, completely wiping out the inner city district of West Desert City.

When the dust settled and the lightning receded.

A giant meteorite crater dozens of meters deep appeared on the earth.

And at the very center of the pit.

Luolin Muye maintained his spear-thrusting posture, panting heavily. This earth-shaking strike had drained all of his physical strength.

"It's over..."

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Even Platinum Rank defensive equipment would be shattered by a direct hit from this strike.

However.

In the next second.

His smile froze on his face.

Under the tip of his spear, on that scorched earth.

Two ordinary yet despair-inducing white characters were slowly floating up from above Qin Ji's head:

-Immune!!!

The golden shield slowly dissipated, and Qin Ji stood there unscathed, his hairstyle not even messed up. He looked up, his purple-gold eyes coldly watching Luolin Muye, who was close at hand, as if he were looking at a clown.

"Is this your trump card?"

Qin Ji slowly raised the longbow in his hand, drawing the string to its limit, the arrowhead almost touching the tip of Luolin Muye's nose, which was distorted with shock.

"Since you're out of moves, it's my turn."

The sun completely sank below the horizon, and darkness enveloped the land. Above the ruins, only that arrow, ready to be fired, flickered with a heart-palpitating cold light, reflecting the... fear that finally surfaced deep within Luolin Muye's pupils.