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

Burning Plains.

Once the site of Titan's fall, it has now become a battlefield where humanity fights amongst itself.

Led by Lin Hai, the acting guild leader of the Myth Guild, the defending troops struggled to hold on, their backs against rudimentary earthen fortifications.

Behind them stood the last barrier of the Undying City. Before them stretched a vast, dark army of the "Unification Council," clad in uniform black armor embroidered with eerie runes.

The sky was leaden gray, with a cold drizzle falling.

The rainwater carried an ominous dark red hue, and when it fell on me, it caused a slight stinging sensation and a strange feeling of irritation.

This is the effect of an evil altar used by the Council of Unity, which continuously weakens the morale and stamina of the defending troops.

Lin Hai was covered in blood, his left arm was hastily bandaged, and he was tightly gripping a long sword with a blunt blade.

His voice was hoarse from shouting, but he was still directing the sparse garrison to fill the gaps in the defenses.

"Hold on! Hold on, all of you! The chairman and the others will be back soon!" he roared, but even he himself didn't quite believe it.

Li Wu and the others have been missing for so long that many people think they may never come back.

Before the opposing army, a tall, thin figure clad in a dark purple robe, his face obscured, slowly emerged. He was the commander of the Council of Unity this time, and called himself "Bishop of the Dark Oracle."

"Lin Hai." The Dark Oracle Bishop's voice echoed eerily, reaching everyone's ears.

"Give up. The Fog of the World has abandoned you, abandoned this game world. The old gods are dead, new gods will rise. Unity is the only truth."

"Bullshit!" Lin Hai spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground. "If our guild leader comes back, the first thing he'll do is twist your head off, you charlatan!"

"Foolishness." The Archbishop of Dark Oracle shook his head, raised his withered finger, and pointed to the sky. "It seems you need a little revelation."

Several black-robed mages behind him began chanting simultaneously, and a huge magic circle radiating an ominous red light formed above the Unity Council's army.

At the center of the magic circle, a twisted, malevolent dark red energy ball condensed, locking onto Lin Hai and the defense line behind him.

Despair was evident on the faces of the defenders. They simply couldn't withstand a magical attack of this scale.

Just then.

The sky darkened.

It wasn't because of the dark clouds, nor because of the approaching dusk.

Instead, the leaden-gray clouds over the Burning Plains began to part to both sides without warning.

A pure, golden light, seemingly capable of piercing through all gloom, shone down from a crack in the clouds, enveloping Lin Hai and the garrison.

The dark red drizzle evaporated instantly under the golden light, turning into harmless water vapor.

The oppressive and irritating atmosphere was dispelled.

Everyone was stunned, including the army of the Unity Council.

The bishop of Dark Oracle raised his head and looked up at the sky, his body beneath his robes tensing slightly.

The clouds completely dispersed.

In the sky, a "sun" appeared. It wasn't the real sun, but a gigantic phantom of a bow and arrow made of pure golden energy!

The bow is simple and ancient, the bowstring is taut, as if it could shoot an arrow that could destroy the world at any moment!

Immediately afterwards, a calm voice, yet seemingly resonating deep within everyone's soul, echoed throughout the Burning Plains:

"Those who offend my mythology shall be executed."

It was Li Wu's voice.

Lin Hai's eyes instantly turned red. He threw down his sword and roared to the sky:

"President!!"

The defenders erupted in thunderous cheers, their despair vanished, replaced by fervor and hope.

For the first time, a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on the face of the bishop of the secret edict.

He could sense that the power of law contained in the phantom of the bow and arrow in the sky was pure, vast, and ancient, a power that no "player" in this world could possess!

"Stop him! Quick! Disrupt that magic circle!" he screamed, giving the order.

The Unification Council's army stirred, and several high-ranking assassins flashed by, attempting to rush to the rear of the defenders to destroy any possible "summoning arrays."

But they had only rushed out a few dozen meters.

The golden giant bow in the sky trembled slightly.

Countless golden specks of light "dripped" from the bowstring.

Like rain, it was fine and dense, silent and inconspicuous.

Light rained down.

The Unity Council assassins at the forefront suddenly froze.

They looked down and found that every part of their bodies—their chests, foreheads, necks—had a tiny, golden hole, the size of a pinhead.

There was no explosion, no roar.

The assassins' bodies, like sand sculptures scattered by the wind, silently turned into golden specks of light and vanished into the air.

There wasn't even a white light.

The rain of light continued to fall, evenly covering the entire front line of the Unity Council's army.

Black-robed mages, heavily armored warriors, agile assassins... all are indistinguishable before the golden rain of light.

The light pierced through their armor, through their shields, and through their bodies.

One by one, the soldiers of the Unification Council silently and in droves turned into specks of light and vanished. They didn't even have time to scream.

The enormous attack array, radiating an ominous red light, was also enveloped by the rain of light.

When the energy lines that make up the magic circle are touched by the golden light, they immediately melt and disintegrate like ice and snow encountering boiling water.

A few seconds later, the entire magic circle vanished silently into the air.

The light rain lasted for about ten seconds.

As the last drop of golden light fell and dissipated.

The vanguard of the Council of Unity, a full five thousand elite troops, sent to attack the Burning Plains, along with their commander, the Archbishop of Dark Oracle, and that evil altar, all vanished.

It was spotless, without leaving a trace.

It was as if they had never existed.

On the Burning Plains, only the stunned guards of the Mythic Guild remained, along with other guild members who had rushed over after receiving the news and were equally stunned by this miraculous scene.

The golden, giant bow phantom in the sky slowly faded and eventually disappeared.

The golden light that had enveloped the defenders also dissipated.

Everything returned to calm.

Only the countless tiny, bottomless holes left behind by the golden light on the ground proved that what had just happened was not an illusion.

Lin Hai and the garrison stood there dumbfounded, unable to come to their senses for a long time.

"We...won?" someone murmured.

"That's... the president?" another voice asked, trembling.

"It's him! It's through the fog!" Someone shouted first, and then all the guards roared in unison, banging their weapons together, venting their joy and shock at surviving the ordeal.

In the distance, the other guild members who had rushed over also erupted in a frenzy.

"Holy crap! Am I seeing things? That was... divine punishment?"

"It's like looking at flowers through a fog... Has he really become a god?"

"One person! Just one person! From who knows how far away, a rainstorm wiped out five thousand people?"

"Is this something a human being could do?"

Various exclamations, doubts, fears, and awes spread among the crowd.

Caesar stood in the crowd, gazing up at the sky that was gradually returning to normal, remaining silent for a long time. Beside him, Ironwall and Silverwing from the Heavenly Punishment Guild also wore blank expressions.

"He..." Caesar finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "He really did it."

He recalled his initial resentment when he first met Li Wu, his bitterness when he was crushed by Li Wu, and his sense of powerlessness on the Titan battlefield.

Now, that competitive mindset has completely faded.

This is not a matter of one level.

This is the rule, the divine decree,... a natural disaster.

The crowd erupted.

The world channel exploded.

The live stream chat exploded.

But Li Wu didn't hear any of this.

On the distant starry platform, he withdrew his power, his face pale, and knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

"Alright," he said, his voice somewhat weak. "The Unity Council won't dare to make any further moves for the time being."

Hua Zitong knelt down beside him and held his shoulder. "Are you alright?"

"Your mental energy is too depleted; you just need to rest for a while."

Gu Yuan walked over and handed him a bottle of potion to restore his mental energy. His expression was complicated.

"When you were projecting your power just now," Gu Yuan carefully chose his words, "did you sense... resistance from the other side?"

Li Wu took the medicine and drank a sip. "You mean the Guiyi Council?"

No, deeper.

Li Wu thought back for a moment.

Indeed, he felt a force "watching" him.

It wasn't the mechanical scanning of a Starbreaker, but a conscious gaze.

The force was so strong that he dared not look closely.

"The One Who Returns to Oneness?"

Gu Yuan neither confirmed nor denied it.

"Whoever it is," Li Wu put down the medicine bottle, "it already knows me. There's no point in hiding anymore. All that's left is to become stronger."

He was about to stand up when suddenly...

An extremely faint but extremely sharp spatial fluctuation exploded from behind Hua Zitong.

Without warning, a spatial rift tore open behind Hua Zitong, and a sharp claw covered in black carapace suddenly emerged from it, grabbing towards her back.