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

Time seemed to stand still on the east city wall.

Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, maintaining various postures without moving.

Some gaped, some stared wide-eyed, and some didn't even notice when their weapons fell to the ground.

Their gazes were focused on two points.

One is the huge, smooth, glass-like pit beneath the city wall, radiating an eerie heat.

The other was the man who stood at the edge of the city wall, had just put down his longbow, and uttered the words "next."

"What...what just happened?" a rookie shield warrior stammered as he asked the veteran next to him.

The veteran didn't answer; he just stared intently at Li Wu's back, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.

As a veteran who had followed Li Wu since the guild's inception, he had seen the Burning Star Return to Nothingness Arrow and even witnessed Li Wu use this move to instantly kill dozens of enemies.

But he had never seen such a terrifying Star-Burning Arrow.

That range, that power, that final, devastating effect of returning to nothingness... it completely exceeded his understanding of the word "skill".

This is more like a kind of...power.

A divine power that can make words law and obliterate all things.

"The boss..." Immovable as a mountain opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a single word.

He was a level 120 top-tier shield warrior, and he knew better than anyone how terrifying the abyss behemoth's defense was.

He even doubted that even if he activated all his damage reduction skills, he wouldn't last more than thirty seconds against that behemoth.

And now, the monster that had filled him with despair was instantly killed by their guild leader, who had been missing for half a year, with a single arrow.

Not even a crumb was left.

The visual impact and psychological shock are beyond words.

"What...what exactly did he go through in the past six months?" Steel Shield asked in the command channel on the north city wall, with the same shocked tone.

Through the magical mirror, he also witnessed the cataclysmic scene on the east wall.

No one could answer him.

Unlike the shock and ecstasy on the Myth Guild's side, the "Godslayer Alliance" position in the distance was completely shrouded in a chilling fear.

Their commander, the new president of the Iron Blood Alliance, "Iron-Blooded Lion," was standing on a high slope, staring intently at the giant pit through binoculars.

His hands were trembling slightly.

"Report...Reporting to the Guild Master!" A messenger scrambled over, his voice filled with panic, "The...the observation mage confirms that the Abyss Behemoth...its life force...has completely vanished!"

"I saw it." The voice of the Iron-Blooded Lion was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

Of course he saw it.

He saw clearly.

From the moment it flew out of that dark red singularity, to the expansion of the domain, and finally to its collapse.

He didn't miss a single moment of the entire process.

It was precisely because he saw it so clearly that he felt a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

What the hell is that?

Are those really skills that players can actually use?

He was also a top-tier player at level 120, and he considered himself very knowledgeable, but he swore he had never seen or heard of such an unreasonable attack.

That's not harm at all, that's "erasure"!

"President...should we...should we still fight?" The vice president, Fengyun Jiutian, the president of Fengyun Zaiqi, asked with a pale face.

beat?

What can we use to fight?

Iron-Blooded Lion glanced at his allies around him, who were also pale-faced.

They gathered more than 5,000 people, including three level 120 experts and dozens of level 110 or higher elites.

They devised a perfect plan, preparing to launch a full-scale attack after the Myth Guild and the Beast Tide were both weakened, and completely flatten this unyielding city.

But now, the core premise of the plan no longer exists.

The "Beast Tide," which could hold back the main force of the Myth Guild, was as fragile as a joke in front of that man.

The abyssal behemoth that they estimated would require the Myth Guild to sacrifice thousands of lives to destroy was instantly killed by a single arrow.

How can we fight this war?

Should we send our brothers to rush in and fill that pit that can instantly devour even a lord?

"Retreat...retreat," the guild leader of another small guild said, trembling. "This...this isn't even a battle on a different level. It's like looking at flowers through a fog...he's a monster!"

"Shut up!" the Iron-Blooded Lion roared, interrupting him.

retreat?

How much did he pay to organize this "Godslayer Alliance"?

What kind of pledge did he make to the capital behind him?

If he were to leave in such a disgraceful manner, his term as chairman would be over.

But if we don't retreat, are we really going to charge in and die?

The iron-blooded lion was torn between his inner demons and his own conscience.

Just then, Li Wu on the city wall made a new move.

He turned around, his gaze seemingly locking onto the high slope where the Iron-Blooded Lion was located, spanning thousands of meters.

Then, he drew the bow again.

This time, no dark red singularity appeared on the bowstring.

Instead, there was a pure white light, as thin as a hair, yet so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

[Blazing Sun Piercing Arrow]!

However, only a few elderly people, including Zhui Feng, recognized this skill.

Because the current Blazing Sun Piercing Arrow is completely different from what it was six months ago.

It was more condensed and purer. That white light seemed to contain terrifying energy like that of the core of the sun.

"What is he going to do?" Feng Yun Jiu Tian shouted in terror.

Iron-Blooded Lion's heart leaped into his throat. An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped him. Without a second thought, he immediately activated his strongest survival skill.

"The Undying Battle Spirit!"

A golden phantom rose from behind him, protecting him firmly. This was a warrior's top-tier defensive skill, capable of granting immunity to one fatal attack.

However, Li Wu's target was not him.

Li Wu's gaze was fixed on the huge battle flag representing the "Godslayer Alliance" fluttering in the wind beside the Iron-Blooded Lion!

Let go.

call out!

A beam of white light, moving at a speed beyond the limits of visual perception, instantly traversed a distance of several thousand meters.

Before anyone could react, the white light struck the battle flagpole on the high slope with pinpoint accuracy.

There was no explosion, no roar.

The enormous flagpole, crafted from refined gold and requiring ten people to lift, was like a piece of cheese pierced by a red-hot iron, silently melting a hole the size of a fist in its center.

Immediately afterwards, the entire flagpole, centered on the hole, rapidly disintegrated, turning into a shower of flying metal powder.

The enormous "Godslayer" battle banner crashed down.

After doing all this, Li Wu slowly put down the bow.

A cold voice, amplified by a sound-amplifying magic, resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

"Next up are your heads."