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

District 21, headquarters of the Sword and Rose Guild, "Rose Manor".

The atmosphere inside the huge circular conference room was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Guild leader "Sword Pointing at Rose" and her most elite core members were sitting around a huge magic sandbox, repeatedly watching the same battle video.

The video showed the three devastating arrows that Li Wu fired outside the City of No Fall.

After the first playback ended, no one spoke.

The second time, there was still deathly silence.

On the third viewing, when the image froze on the bottomless, mirror-like, glass-like crater, a paladin with the ID "Rose Knight" finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke in a dry voice:

"Guild leader... this... is this really damage that a player could deal?"

Sword Pointing at Rose did not answer; she simply stared intently at the figure standing on the city wall in the image.

As the most steadfast ally of the Myth Guild, she led the guild's main force to harass and contain the Godslayer Alliance from the outskirts as soon as the siege broke out.

Therefore, she felt the terror of those three arrows more directly than anyone else.

Especially the last arrow.

When that tiny black dot appeared, even from thousands of meters away, she felt a tremor from the depths of her soul, as if the rules of the entire world had been rewritten in that instant and then vanished into nothingness.

"This is not harm."

After a long silence, Jianzhi Rose finally spoke. Her voice was soft, but it carried a tremor that she herself was unaware of.

"This is... erasure."

"Erase?" The Rose Knight was stunned.

"That's right." Sword Pointing at Rose nodded, turned off the recording, and glanced at each of her pale-faced subordinates present.

"Remember this: from now on, under no circumstances should you try to understand an attack that's like 'seeing flowers through the fog.' Because his attacks are beyond what we can analyze using common sense."

She paused, her tone becoming extremely solemn.

"The only thing we should do is be thankful that we are his friends, not his enemies."

These words made everyone in the conference room involuntarily breathe a sigh of relief, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

Yes, thankfully they're friends.

The thought of possibly facing such an attack sent chills down their spines.

"Guild leader, what's next..." a mage player asked cautiously.

"Pass on my orders." Sword Pointing at Rose stood up, his eyes regaining their usual sharpness and decisiveness.

"First, we will raise our alliance with the Myth Guild to the highest level, 'Blood Alliance.' From this day forward, the Myth Guild's enemies will be our mortal enemies, the enemies of Sword and Rose!"

"Secondly, pack up all the unused legendary materials in our guild warehouse and send them to the City of No Fall. Tell them it's a small token of our appreciation for our ally's victory in defending the city."

"Third, and most importantly." The gaze that had been fixed on the rose fell upon the guild's chief assassin, "Rose Thorn."

"From now on, you and your squad don't need to do anything. You'll work in shifts, 24/7, keeping a close watch on all guilds and individuals in District 21 who are hostile to the Myth Guild. I need to know about any suspicious activity immediately!"

A series of orders were issued swiftly and decisively.

Everyone understood that their leader was using this action to express his utmost loyalty to the newly ascended "god".

This is not just an alliance, it's almost a kind of... following.

……

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of another super guild, "Flower Language Guild".

The president, "Huayu Xiaofeng," was also holding an emergency meeting.

Unlike the somber atmosphere of Sword and Rose, the atmosphere here is much more relaxed, even somewhat relieved.

"Thank goodness... thank goodness we didn't go with those idiots from the Ironblood Alliance." A female priest patted her chest and said with lingering fear.

"Yes, otherwise we might be the ones lying in that pit right now."

"Sister Feng, you were so prescient!"

Faced with everyone's praise, Huayu Xiaofeng just gave a wry smile.

She had no foresight whatsoever; she was simply following the orders of the General Manager.

She pulled up Li Wu's battle video, and when she saw that last arrow, the relief on her face gradually turned into the same shock as when the sword was pointed at the rose.

"This man truly has the potential to change the world," Hua Yu Xiao Feng murmured to herself.

She recalled what the president had said to her in a secret communication a few months earlier.

"Xiao Feng, remember, no matter the cost, you must befriend 'Seeing Flowers in the Mist.' He is no ordinary person; the future of our Flower Language Guild, and even the entire world's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or structure of the world), may depend on him alone."

At the time, she thought the president was exaggerating, but now it seems that the president's assessment was not only not exaggerated, but... actually too conservative.

"Pass down the order." Hua Yu and Xiao Feng took a deep breath and made their decision.

"From today onwards, all rare potions and enchantment scrolls produced by our guild will be sold to members of the Mythical Guild at cost price."

"Also, tell the logistics department to share our newly developed secret trade route to the 'Emerald Dream' with Lin Hai of the Myth Guild. Tell him it's a congratulatory gift for the new city lord."

She knew very well that material gestures were not very meaningful to a behemoth like the Myth Guild.

What they really need are the unique resources and channels that the Flower Language Guild possesses.

She wanted to use this method to bind the interests of the two guilds together more deeply.

Just as she finished giving the order and was about to contact Lin Hai, a vice president rushed in.

"Guild Master! Something terrible has happened! The Heavenly Punishment Guild from Server 1... Server 1 is making a big move!"

Ironblood Alliance, a super guild that once dominated the 21st district and rivaled the Myth Guild, is now shrouded in a deathly silence.

The guild's headquarters, "Ironblood Fortress," once a steel fortress symbolizing glory and power, now appears exceptionally desolate.

The guild channel was silent; no one spoke except for suppressed breathing and the occasional system notification of equipment shattering.

"I'm leaving the guild, brothers. See you in the future."

"I can't take it anymore, this game is unplayable."

"Damn it, all the gear I painstakingly collected over six months has been destroyed in the Undying City! I'm quitting!"

One after another, messages of leaving the guild flooded the guild panel like snowflakes.

In just one hour, the Iron Blood Alliance, which originally had nearly 10,000 members, has seen its membership dwindle to less than 3,000.

Inside the guild hall, Iron-Blooded Lion sat slumped on his guild leader's throne, his eyes lifeless, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

On the magic sandbox in front of him, the scene of Li Wu shooting the last arrow was still playing on a loop.

That tiny black dot, that silently spreading void, and that enormous sinkhole that was instantly smoothed out...

All of this was like a nightmare from which he could not wake up, repeatedly tormenting his nerves.

He lost.

They lost miserably, were utterly humiliated, and lost even the last shred of dignity.