Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

Phoenix wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

A warrior's physique can gradually become stronger through continuous training and combat.

This is also why Stanley's all-out punch didn't seriously injure himself.

However, he clearly felt from the previous exchange that his physical strength and energy were not keeping up.

Although the other party also neglected training, they were still better than me when I turned into a tree.

Stanley picked up the hammer again, his expression suggesting he was recalling something.

"I remember that although the witch's curse turned you into a tree-man, it should have allowed you to retain some degree of consciousness."

"So many years have passed, and you still haven't realized your mistake?"

Phoenix grinned maliciously: "Of course I know that."

"I realize that I should have killed you first when we first had a disagreement about our ideologies."

"This way, at least for the next ten years, many people in the town will be spared from your clutches."

"You're being a bit unfair to me." Stanley slowly approached:

"The funds required for the development of 'Black Hand' are too huge. It's not just the people in the town. I've sent people to search for large numbers of people in several nearby villages."

"Don't you feel sorry for them too?"

Phoenix's smile slowly faded, and a flame seemed to flicker in his eyes.

The tip of the crimson spear in his hand flowed with red light, drawing a red line in the air as it headed straight for Stanley.

This shot was five times faster than the previous series of thrusts.

Stanley reacted instinctively, lifting the heavy hammer handle to meet the gun barrel.

The immense force caused Phoenix's arm to go numb, forcibly deflecting the trajectory of the spear tip, which grazed Stanley's waist and abdomen, piercing his waist armor and spraying blood.

President Stanley's smile gradually faded.

The giant hammer slammed down on Phoenix, but he dodged it with a step back.

He then used the momentum to shovel the giant hammer that had been smashed into the floor forward like a plowshare!

"Boom!"

A deep trench was instantly plowed into the floor.

The shattered pieces of wood kicked up dust and shot towards Phoenix.

At the same time, Stanley used the momentum to rush forward and rammed into the other side with his shoulder.

Phoenix touched the ground with his right toe and twisted his body in an incredible way, narrowly avoiding Stanley's collision.

At the same time, his spear did not stop. Using the centrifugal force of his turn, the shaft of the spear whistled through the air and lashed out at Stanley's back!

"Snapped!"

A muffled thud.

Stanley was jolted and stumbled, his momentum immediately halted.

He moved his body, as if the previous movement had caused him no pain or discomfort.

"very good."

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out a small, opaque bottle and quickly drank the liquid inside.

The moment the liquid entered his mouth, Stanley felt a violent surge of heat explode inside him.

The slightly waning momentum was instantly ignited.

Elixir for Limit Breakthrough!

Stanley gave Phoenix no time to react, lifting the giant hammer from below with incredible speed.

This attack was beyond Phoenix's reaction speed. He forced his knees down, trying to jump back out of the range of the hammer blows.

But the body was a little slower.

The giant hammer slammed into his left arm and half of his breastplate.

He could clearly feel the bone beneath his arm armor break, his breastplate caved in deeply, and he was sent flying backward, spitting out blood as he crashed heavily onto the still-burning bookshelf, raising a plume of black smoke.

Stanley did not pursue, but kept his distance, swinging his giant hammer to disperse the smoke.

When the black smoke dissipated, only a bookshelf with a human-shaped crater remained.

Phoenix has disappeared.

Stanley's alarm bells rang, and he quickly retreated to a position against the wall.

One after another, blurry afterimages appeared before him as if he had teleported.

With a flick of his wrist, the spear thrust out with devastating force, instantly piercing Stanley's right shoulder!

The immense force sent his robust body staggering backward several steps, pinning him to the wall.

Seeing Stanley's surprised expression, Phoenix sneered, "What, you're allowed to take medicine but I'm not?"

His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was heavy, and the veins on his face looked like they were about to burst.

"You're really going all out." Stanley looked at him like he was a fool.

The Limit Breakthrough Elixir can comprehensively enhance physical abilities in a short period of time, but the subsequent backlash is enormous.

Given his physical condition, the backlash from just one bottle would be close to his limit.

Judging from Phoenix's condition, he's drunk at least two bottles.

"Three bottles."

Phoenix's voice carried a hint of madness: "The experience of drinking three bottles of Limit Breakthrough Elixir at once is indeed extraordinary."

"Such strength and speed should be close to that of a level 5 adventurer."

"It's a pity you won't last until the drug wears off," Stanley "kindly" reminded him.

"I don't care."

Phoenix drew his gun, drawing a trail of blood.

"I just want you to die."

Just as he was about to stab again, Stanley, who was leaning against the wall and seemed to have lost his fighting spirit, suddenly swung his giant hammer and smashed it into Phoenix's face.

Then, his figure flashed and he appeared on the rooftop that had been blasted halfway away.

From that shot just now, he clearly sensed that the gap between the two of them was too great.

However, the backlash from overdosing on the elixir won't last long; you just need to wait until the time is up.

Phoenix did not block the giant hammer that was thrown at him; he merely tilted his head to the side, and the hammer embedded itself in the stone wall behind him.

The three bottles of elixirs were burning away his life every second, but they also granted him unprecedented power.

With a single push, the wooden floor beneath his feet shattered like a fragile biscuit, sending him hurtling up to the roof.

Stanley didn't pause for a moment, his gaze fixed on the rooftop ten meters away, the very rooftop where Rhodes was.

My plan was originally being executed flawlessly, and everything was progressing perfectly.

I never imagined that this half-baked mage could actually ruin my plans of so many years.

A murderous glint flashed in Stanley's eyes.

They watched as the president, covered in blood, jumped towards them from afar.

Rhodes' pupils constricted.

He thought that two warriors of this caliber wouldn't notice him from afar, but it seems he underestimated Stanley's murderous intent.

Could it be that the mage dies in the end when two warriors fight?

Rhodes fired a few flaming arrows, trying to slow the enemy's advance.

Surprisingly, Stanley caught the flaming arrow and tossed it away as easily as if it were a child's toy.

The two were getting closer and closer.

Rhodes fired several more flaming arrows downwards, which struck the tiles between the two men and exploded instantly.

"boom!"

The force of the explosion momentarily stopped Stanley, while Rhodes used the momentum to fly away, further increasing the distance between them.

Phoenix stood on the roof of the Adventurers' Guild, gun in his right hand, raised above his shoulder.

The spear transformed into a straight, crimson lightning bolt, slicing through the sky and piercing Stanley's chest with unparalleled precision.

Stanley's body stiffened abruptly, his hands twitched, and then he went completely limp.

He collapsed on the roof and remained silent.

Phoenix stood there, his body swaying like a candle in the wind.

He suddenly felt like laughing out loud.

But when he opened his mouth, blood kept gushing out of his throat.

Gradually, blood began to flow from all five facial features.

He tried to take a step, but his legs gave way and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, falling straight down.

Blood pooled into a thin stream and dripped down the roof.

The delicate stone bricks at the entrance of the Adventurers' Guild were stained bright red.

[Indirectly participate in the battle]

[260 Life Essence Points Acquired]

[260 Life Essence Points Acquired]

Upon seeing the two lines of text that suddenly appeared before him, Rhodes, who had been severely injured by the explosion once again, finally succumbed to his injuries and passed out.