Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

Seeing Liu Nian's incredible speed, his teammates behind him also charged forward as if they had been injected with chicken blood!

"Holy crap! This guy's amazing!"

A shield warrior from the Dragonstalker Guild had just used his tower shield to block a volley of goblin musket fire when he looked up and saw Liu Nian charging into the goblin's second line of defense all by himself.

There were at least thirty goblin barbarians there—these green-skinned guys were half a head taller than ordinary goblins, so they must have been great goblins. They were all muscular, wielding heavy machetes or double-handed maces, and their levels were generally above 45.

Then he witnessed a scene that he would never forget.

Liu Nian didn't even use any skills. He simply charged forward, sidestepped, and threw a punch. The first punch slammed into the face of the foremost goblin brute, instantly caved in his ugly green face; the second punch shattered the throat of the enemy on his left; the third punch pierced the chest of the enemy on his right, his claws emerging from behind...

In just thirty seconds, all thirty goblin soldiers fell to the ground, none of them alive.

The shield warrior gaped, nearly dropping his tower shield.

"Don't just stand there!" one of the assassins behind him shoved him. "Follow him! Charge through the gap he tore open!"

These words seemed to ignite something.

"Go! Go! Go!" Someone shouted first, and the entire human player team seemed to be injected with a powerful stimulant, and the previously stalemate suddenly surged forward.

Dozens of melee classes surged in through the gap Liu Nian had created, while ranged classes unleashed a barrage of firepower for cover. Healers, disregarding mana, showered the charging group with various buff auras as if they were free.

"Follow that amazing guy!"

"Charge! Don't let the goblins plug the gap!"

"Priest, give me speed boost! Speed ​​boost!"

The morale of the human players soared to its peak. Many of them didn't recognize Liu Nian; they only knew that he had accepted the quest from his repeated shouts.

So most people didn't know who this suddenly appearing formidable person was, but that didn't stop them from seizing the opportunity.

A young warrior player charged forward, shouting, "Who is that?! How come he's even fiercer than Boss Wang Mu?"

"Don't know him, he's new, and his level isn't very high yet..." one player replied, smashing a goblin's head with his warhammer. "But who cares! Killing goblins makes you a good brother!"

"I thought the one leading the team was that beautiful girl who's the number one Thunder Mage..."

"No way, he's too fast, I can't keep up!" An agile swordsman was panting heavily. He was running at full speed, but the distance between him and Liu Nian was getting further and further.

"So that's why Boss Wu Zhan and Boss Wang Mu aren't here. Turns out there's someone even more awesome," a player from the Dragon Soaring Guild said with a sudden realization.

"Never mind keeping up, charge through the gap he tore open! Charge!"

"Yes! Don't let the goblins regroup! Mages, unleash a barrage of fire!"

In the command channel, the squad leaders quickly adjusted their tactics. The previously steady advance turned into a sharp charge, and everyone realized that this was a rare opportunity—a chance to break through the goblin defenses in one fell swoop.

Just as the ground battle reached its climax, the sky also began to change.

Yun Xiangrong stood on a minecart in the center of the convoy, her hands raised high, the gem at the top of her staff emitting an increasingly intense light.

She closed her eyes and chanted a spell.

The sulfurous fumes in the sky began to swirl, forming a huge vortex. Dark clouds gathered from all directions, growing thicker and thicker, with flashes of lightning faintly visible within them.

"Thunderous force..." Yun Xiangrong opened her eyes, her pupils reflecting leaping arcs of electricity.

The next second, the first bolt of lightning struck.

That wasn't natural lightning, but a purely magical creation. It struck precisely the area with the highest concentration of goblins, exploding instantly, the blinding white light momentarily blinding everyone. When their vision returned, the area had become scorched earth, and more than twenty goblins were reduced to smoking corpses.

But this is just the beginning.

The second, the third, the fourth... lightning struck one after another like divine punishment, each strike accompanied by deafening thunder. The goblins looked up at the sky in terror, their previously ferocious expressions replaced by fear.

"It's that shrimp's shaman! Kill her! Kill that shaman!"

Several goblin captains attempted to organize a counterattack, but the human players wouldn't give them the chance. Just as the goblin formation was thrown into disarray by the thunderous bombardment, more area-of-effect spells were unleashed.

The fire mages joined forces to cast "War: Wall of Flames," and a fifty-meter-long wall of fire rose up in the goblin ranks, splitting their ranks in two. The goblins caught in the wall of fire let out shrill screams, rolled and struggled in the flames, and were eventually reduced to charred remains.

The earth mage created a "quicksand swamp," where large swathes of land suddenly softened and sank. Dozens of goblins, charging forward, lost their footing and sank into waist-deep mud, unable to move. They struggled in terror, but sank deeper and deeper, eventually being picked off by ranged attacks from behind by players surging up from behind.

Poison and necromancy spells were equally formidable. Dark green poisonous mist spread among the goblins, causing those who inhaled it to turn blue; pale, transparent ghostly hands rose from the ground, grabbing the goblins' ankles and dragging them down; some necromancers even resurrected the recently deceased goblins, causing these undead to stagger and charge back at their former companions.

The summoners also displayed their power. Colossal stone elementals rose from the ground, each punch sending several goblins flying; fire spirits danced in the air, scattering sparks that ignited upon contact; packs of wolves, war bears, falcons... all sorts of summoned creatures surged onto the battlefield, further exacerbating the goblin chaos.

"Hahaha! That's awesome!" a young elemental mage shouted excitedly. "I've never seen so many targets before!"

"Don't get carried away! Watch your mana!" his captain scolded, but couldn't help but smile.

Indeed, it was a magical feast. On open terrain, facing a densely packed goblin army lacking effective magical defense, the mages were finally able to unleash massive destructive spells without restraint. It felt like using a flamethrower against paper dolls.

The goblins, of course, wouldn't just sit idly by and wait to die.

Although they were stunned by the sudden and fierce attack, the morale of these small green-skinned men did not collapse.

Normally they should have collapsed, but with their leaders and overseers behind them, they were afraid, but even more afraid of the goblins behind them.

After a brief period of chaos, they began to organize a counterattack.

"WAAAGH! Fire! Fire! Kill those shrimps!"

The goblin musketeers recovered from their initial panic. Although their accuracy remained abysmal, their numbers compensated for it. Hundreds of muskets fired simultaneously again, raining lead bullets down on the human defenses. The clattering of gunfire was incessant, and the smell of gunpowder mixed with sulfur created a pungent odor.

Some human players were hit. Even with armor, being hit by multiple lead bullets simultaneously would cause considerable damage. Several warriors who had rushed too far forward groaned and retreated, their bodies bursting into sprays of blood.

"Treatment is needed! Treatment is required!"

"The shield wall is secure! Don't charge in recklessly!"

"Mage, quickly apply suppressive fire!"

The human players quickly adjusted. The shield warriors re-established their lines, while the priests and druids busied themselves, casting healing spells incessantly. Thanks to excellent class coordination, most of the wounded received timely treatment, keeping the mortality rate very low.

But the goblins' offensive didn't stop there.

"Cavalry! Cavalry charge!"