I am the Arcane Archer, and all my skills are self-created.

The city that never falls, central square.

The teleportation array suddenly lit up, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the square.

This is the city's rear base, where countless logistics personnel, substitute members, and players who have just returned from the respawn point come and go, their faces filled with anxiety and solemnity.

The enormous roar and the light of the energy explosion coming from the direction of the city wall enveloped the entire city in an apocalyptic atmosphere.

"Which group of brothers is back?"

"I don't know. Judging from the light, it came from Ironforge. It's probably a logistics team going to replenish supplies."

"Hurry up, the front lines are about to collapse! I just came down from the east wall, and my health bar has never been full. The priest is almost exhausted!"

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, the white light slowly dissipated, and a figure appeared in the center of the teleportation array.

He was a man wearing slightly worn leather armor.

The square fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

They didn't know this person.

In the past six months, the guild has recruited a large number of new members, and the veteran members have changed batch after batch.

For these new members, the higher-ups in the organization are big shots like Hua Zitong, Bu Dongrushan, and Gangdun, who have always been active on the front lines.

As for the legendary founding guild leader, "Seeing Through the Fog," he is more of a symbol existing in the guild's history and among the elders.

A powerful, mysterious symbol that has been missing for six months.

"Who's this? Did they go to the wrong teleportation array?" a new mage whispered to his companion.

"I don't know... but his outfit is so retro! It looks like it's from six months ago."

"Shh, keep your voice down. What if it's some big shot's alt account?"

Ignoring the stares around him, Li Wu stepped out of the teleportation array and looked up at the city wall.

Even from a great distance, he could still feel the intense atmosphere of war.

The roar of magic, the clash of combat skills, and... the howls of monsters.

He could even clearly discern that, from the direction of the eastern city wall, a massive and chaotic energy was fiercely clashing with the guild's defensive array.

That was a beast tide.

Meanwhile, from the north and west, energy fluctuations emanated from the interplay of numerous player skills.

That's the "Godslayer Alliance".

The situation was worse than he had imagined.

Just then, a figure rushed over from the direction of the city lord's mansion.

It is as immovable as a mountain.

He had clearly just returned from the front lines to replenish his strength, covered in blood, his legendary armor riddled with cracks and burn marks, and a corner of his massive tower shield was missing.

"What are you all standing around for! Those who have nothing to do, hurry up and provide support on the city wall! Healers, follow me, the east wall needs..."

His roar stopped abruptly the moment he saw Li Wu.

Immovable as a mountain stared wide-eyed at the figure standing next to the teleportation array, his expression shifting from anxiety to astonishment, and then to ecstasy.

"Boss... Boss?!"

He practically roared those two words.

That shout of "Boss!" was like a thunderclap, exploding in the silent square.

All the veteran members of the Myth Guild, those who had followed Li Wu since the guild's inception, turned around in unison the moment they heard those two words, their eyes fixed on Li Wu.

When they saw that familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face, everyone went crazy.

"Holy crap! It's the guild leader! It's Mist God!"

"The president is back! He's really back!"

"Damn it! Am I dreaming?!"

After a brief silence, the entire square erupted in thunderous cheers.

The despair and unease that had been building up in everyone's hearts for hours were ignited at this moment, transforming into primal excitement and fervor.

The man's return itself represents a kind of hope.

A hope that can turn everything around.

Li Wu looked at the unmoving figure charging towards him, nodded, and asked, "How is the situation?"

"It's very bad." The woman, as immovable as a mountain, rushed to him, so agitated she was almost incoherent, but he forced himself to calm down and reported as quickly as possible.

"The east wall is about to be overwhelmed by the beast tide; the lord-level 'Abyssal Behemoth' has already breached the first line of defense. The north and west walls are also entangled with the main force of the Godslayer Alliance; Steel Shield and Iron Anchor are almost at their limit. Sister Tong... Sister Tong is in command at the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion, she..."

"I understand," Li Wu interrupted him. "Go heal yourself first and get your stats back to full. Then lead the men to guard the east wall."

"But boss, that abyssal behemoth..."

"I'll handle it." Li Wu's tone was as calm as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

After saying that, he started walking towards the city lord's mansion.

Wherever he went, the crowd automatically parted to both sides, and all eyes followed him, filled with awe and worship.

The newcomers who had just been gossiping about him were now speechless with shock. They finally understood what they had just witnessed.

A legend returns.

Li Wu crossed the plaza and entered the magnificent city lord's mansion. Along the way, guild members constantly stared at him, excitedly calling out "Guild Leader!"

He arrived at the command center on the top floor without any obstacles.

The moment the door was pushed open, a tense, almost frozen atmosphere rushed out.

Inside the enormous command center, dozens of staff officers and intelligence personnel were rapidly manipulating the magical sand tables in front of them, loudly reporting various intelligence reports.

"Report! West Wall Defense Tower No. 7 has been destroyed by 'One Sword Overturns the City'!"

"Report! A large-scale magical fluctuation has occurred at the North Wall; it's the Ironblood Alliance's mage squad focusing their fire!"

"Report! The second wave of the beast horde has begun! A three-headed sub-dragon-level creature has been detected approaching!"

At the very front of the command room, that familiar figure with a high ponytail was facing away from the door, calmly issuing one instruction after another.

"Order the 3rd Reserve Regiment to immediately reinforce the western wall, and at all costs, delay 'One Sword Overturns the City'!"

"Send the magic suppression squad to the North Wall and disrupt their spellcasting rhythm!"

"All magic cannons, lock onto the three-headed wyvern, focus fire and take one down!"

Her voice remained as resolute and penetrating as ever. But Li Wu could hear that beneath that composure lay an undeniable weariness and hoarseness.

He didn't say anything, just stood quietly at the door, watching the figure who was supporting everything alone.

As if sensing something, Hua Zitong subconsciously turned around after giving the command.

The moment her gaze met Li Wu's in mid-air, the entire noisy command room seemed to be muted.

Hua Zitong was stunned.

She looked at the man standing at the door, travel-worn but with clear eyes, and for a moment forgot what she was going to say.

She had seen that face countless times in her dreams.

But when he actually appeared before her, she felt a little unreal.

"You..." She opened her mouth, a thousand words welling up at the tip of her tongue, but in the end, they all turned into a single word.

Li Wu smiled slightly at her.

"I'm back."