Charge!
Kalis channeled the Windsweeper Boots' swift power once more, his figure transforming into a streak of azure light as he raced straight for the core of Godfall Basin.
This land, eroded by both ancient divine power and abyssal energy, had a surface of molten and cooled obsidian, glowing with a lifeless jet-black luster. It was as if it had been repeatedly scorched by forbidden magic, barren of all life.
The sky was completely covered by lead-gray dark clouds, with only scattered abyssal rifts emitting faint purple light. Howling cold winds carried the whispers of the undead, amplifying the silence and oppression to the extreme.
At the center of the basin, a massive crater 1.5 kilometers in diameter stood prominently—a relic of a god's fall in ancient times, now the battlefield where Shadow Claw besieged the Mythic BOSS.
"Halt! This area is occupied by the Shadow Claw Guild. Leave immediately or we'll kill you on sight!"
On the outskirts of the crater, hundreds of reserve players stood ready. Seeing Kalis in his azure mage robe rushing over, a knight who appeared to be a party leader stepped forward to block him, his tone filled with unshakable arrogance.
Kalis glanced at the opponent's info panel:
[Shadow Claw Ben]: Level 25 Knight, HP 3,900, Physical Defense 180.
With such level and stats, he was merely a low-level manager in Shadow Claw, not even worth Kalis's attention.
Kalis didn't bother with words. He gathered a wisp of energy at the tip of his staff and casually hurled a [Magic Missile].
"Ding～ You actively attacked and killed peaceful player 'Shadow Claw Ben', gaining 50 Sin Points!"
The system notification sounded simultaneously. A seven-digit damage number of -3,275,198 popped up above Ben's head. His body dissolved into a streak of white light, leaving only a few whiteboard gear pieces behind.
"What the hell? I got one-shot?"
At the respawn point, Loki stared in disbelief. As a Level 25 Knight, he prided himself on his decent defense—even against Level 30 players, he could hold his own for a while. Yet he had been one-shot by an unknown mage.
It wasn't until he saw the name "Kalis" and the terrifying damage in the battle log that he jolted awake, roaring frantically in the guild channel: "Guild Master! Guild Master Zevran! It's an emergency! That maniac Kalis is here!"
"Kalis?"
At the bottom of the crater, Zevran, who was commanding 30,000 troops to besiege the Wraith General, furrowed his brows sharply.
He turned to his vice guild master, Vaelen, his tone serious: "Vaelen, what's going on? How did he find this place?"
The moment Vaelen heard Kalis's name, rage flared in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know! That guy's a relentless demon! Maybe one of our men leaked the location when they respawned!"
Zevran spoke calmly: "It's possible. We've deployed 30,000 people, and no fewer than a thousand have died and respawned. It's not surprising we were discovered."
"Guild Master, what do we do now? That guy's hateful, but his damage is really terrifying. The brothers in the back might be in trouble," Vaelen worried.
"It's fine. No matter how strong he is, he's just one person." Zevran didn't flinch, he was just annoyed. He said in the guild channel: "All members of Legions 4 and 5, move out and drive that Kalis away. The BOSS only has 35% HP left. We can't afford any mistakes now!"
"Understood!"
The members of Legions 4 and 5 replied immediately.
Legions were the largest player team unit in Eternal Realm Online.
A Party had 5 players, a Raid had 50 players.
And a Legion had a full 5,000 players!
Only guilds could form Legions—solo players couldn't.
Whoosh~
The crowd moved.
Two Legions, 10,000 players in total, were mobilized with a single order from Zevran, encircling Kalis from both sides.
There were still many Level 100 wild monsters spawning occasionally on the plain.
But in the face of the massive crowd, they were usually one-shot by focused fire the moment they spawned, not even having time to see the world clearly.
"Kalis! You're surrounded by our army! Surrender and return to the city, and we'll let bygones be bygones!"
The leader of Legion 4, [Shadow Claw Magmar], shouted from a distance, his tone filled with absolute confidence.
Ten thousand troops stood ready, their skill lights converging into a brilliant sea of light. The dense crowd of people almost blotted out the sky; such a formation was enough to make any player tremble with fear.
Faced with the encirclement of ten thousand, Kalis tilted his head back and laughed. His voice echoed across the entire battlefield: "I'll give you the same words right back, Shadow Claw scumbags, you're the ones surrounded now!"
"Maniac!"
"This guy must have lost his mind from fear!"
"Kill him! Loot his artifacts!"
The players jeered. At Magmar's order, countless skills poured down like a torrential rain, arrows darkening the sky, fireballs raining down, sword energy crisscrossing, lightning tearing through the air.
Melee players raised their weapons and charged, trying to overwhelm Kalis with their numerical advantage.
But they forgot—this man was the Celestial Mage who had soloed a 550-player elite team.
"[Crystal Barricade]!"
With a wave of Kalis's staff, a translucent earth-yellow shield expanded instantly, enveloping him like a giant crystal sphere.
Boom! Squelch! Crack! Bang! Crash! Clang!
Countless skills slammed into the shield, letting out ear-piercing roars. Damage numbers ranging from hundreds to thousands jumped wildly. The shield's HP dropped slowly from 3 million to 2.84 million, seemingly shaky, but actually rock-solid.
"Taking 160,000 damage per second... If they keep attacking, the shield will break in 30 seconds." Kalis calculated quickly in his mind, a sneer tugging at his lips. "Unfortunately, you won't get the chance."
What he needed to do was suppress them with absolute damage, leaving them no time to attack at ease!
"[Fireball]!"
Whoosh—
Boosted by his Celestial Dominance talent, the originally fist-sized fireball expanded to 1 meter in diameter in an instant.
The giant fireball wreathed in stellar flames, like a small sun, hurtled toward the distant cluster of ranged players. To maximize their damage output, Shadow Claw's ranged team had formed an extremely dense formation, leaving them no room to dodge.
Boom!!!
The moment the fireball hit the ground, it exploded violently. Players within a 3-meter radius were vaporized instantly.
A terrifying damage number of -3,892,451 flooded the screen. Dozens of mages and archers dissolved into white light on the spot, with their dropped gear and potions scattered all over the ground.
Kalis didn't stop. As soon as the fireball was launched, he immediately began casting his next skill: "[Meteor Shower]!"
Thunder rumbled. The dark clouds above the crater were torn apart by stellar energy. Countless burning meteors poured down like a rainstorm, their massive 50x50-meter area completely covering Shadow Claw's ranged positions.
He deliberately avoided the frontline melee players—their damage was limited, and the dense crowd of melee fighters would block the backline, preventing the ranged players from adjusting their formation in time.
"Ah! My HP dropped to zero instantly!"
"What kind of skill is this? How can it have such a big range!"
"Help! Healers, heal me quickly!"
Wherever the meteor shower fell, players fell like wheat under a scythe.
Damage numbers like -298,761, -312,458, -356,921 popped up one after another. The 50x50-meter area instantly became a death zone with no survivors.
"Ding～ You actively attacked and killed peaceful player 'Shadow Claw Jpot', gaining 50 Sin Points!"
"Ding～ You actively attacked and killed peaceful player 'Shadow Claw Fxc', gaining 50 Sin Points!"
"Ding～..."
System notifications flooded the screen. Kalis's name quickly turned from light red to deep black, his Sin Points soaring to the maximum limit of 5,000. This meant that if he died, he would drop all his unbound gear. But at this moment, he feared no threat.
"Quick! Focus fire and kill him! He's red-named! Loot his artifacts!" Magmar roared with bloodshot eyes. Kalis's terrifying damage had completely flustered him.
The ten thousand troops launched another charge. Ranged players tried to advance to adjust their attack positions, but many of them, in their panic, rushed directly into the area covered by Meteor Shower.
"Damn it! That hurts like hell!"
"Shit! How is the damage this high!"
"Damn it, I messed up!"
Damage numbers like -315,219 and -328,732 kept popping up. Players who rushed into the area were instantly killed, and Shadow Claw's formation became completely chaotic.
Kalis laughed loudly, swinging his staff continuously. [Thunder Chain] bounced relentlessly, each bounce killing several players.
[Lightning Bolt] sniped accurately, one-shotting a ranged player with a casual cast.
Even the most basic [Magic Missile], boosted ten thousand times, could deal millions of damage, making the unlucky player lose 20% of their experience.
"CC him! Quickly use crowd control skills to lock him down!" Magmar was almost driven mad. Ten thousand troops besieging one man, yet they hadn't even broken his shield—instead, they had already lost over a thousand men. This was simply the greatest shame in the guild's history!