I Can Get 1,000,000x Returns from Selling Anything!-Chapter 76 --Four Arrows, Securing the Battlefield

Chapter 76: Chapter76-Four Arrows, Securing the Battlefield

On the side of the non-human faction, Vantheon’s expression darkened abruptly.

Faustus!

Damn it—how did he get here?!

Wasn’t he at Ironforge?

How could he arrive on the battlefield so quickly?!

Sylphira froze, a flicker of panic crossing her otherwise flawless face.

Barbarian’s Hammer and Infinite Might exchanged glances, their eyes full of dread.

That was the infamous killer from the world announcements—the one who had leveled cities with a single arrow and oneshotted epic-grade NPCs.

For a moment, all 300,000 troops froze, unable to move.

Daniel slowly lifted his head, his gaze sweeping across the massive non-human army.

Cold as a blade, it forced everyone he looked upon to instinctively step back.

His eyes finally settled on Vantheon.

"Vantheon!"

His voice was calm, almost quiet, yet carried clearly to every ear.

"You’ve made the same choice in the end. A dog cannot change its nature."

Vantheon’s face turned pale as iron. He gritted his teeth.

"Faustus, who do you think you are?! Arrogant, huh?!"

"We have 300,000 soldiers! How many can you possibly kill alone?!"

A faint smile tugged at Daniel’s lips.

"Three hundred thousand?"

He raised Moon Reaper, and on the empty bowstring, a single golden arrow materialized out of thin air.

"Want to test it?"

Bang—!

The golden arrow tore across the sky and pierced Vantheon’s chest in an instant.

-1,068,864!

A terrifying damage number floated above Vantheon’s head.

His HP vanished instantly. He didn’t even have time to react before his body exploded into fragments.

[Ding! You have slain player "Vantheon" (Non-Human Faction)!]

[Death Curse BUFF Triggered!]

Target Level -5 (Current: 72 → 67)

Dropped Equipment ×7 (Dark Flame Staff, Shadow Robe, Shadow Gauntlets...)

Forced Drop of All Inventory Items (Gold, Materials, Potions, Scrolls...)

Gold and equipment sparkled across the ground, materials piled into small mountains.

Silence fell.

Over 300,000 non-human players stared blankly at the scene.

What? Killing a single player could drop this much loot?

But more terrifying was that being killed by Faustus reduced levels by 5?!

All that equipment exploded?!

And the entire inventory emptied?!

What kind of bugged skill is this?!

...

Luminara Respawn Point

Vantheon stumbled into the respawn area, face pale as death.

Those three system prompts had him questioning the game.

[Ding~ You were killed by player "Faustus," Death Curse BUFF triggered. Level -5!]

[Ding~ You were killed by player "Faustus," Death Curse BUFF triggered. Dropped Equipment ×7!]

[Ding~ You were killed by player "Faustus," Death Curse BUFF triggered. Forced drop of all inventory materials!]

He looked down.

His inventory was empty.

His level had dropped from 72 to 67, falling out of the top tier of players.

His equipment... gone.

Everything he had painstakingly acquired with countless gold coins—vanished.

His hands trembled, teeth chattered.

Then he opened the game forum, frantic, and started a post:

[REPORT! Faustus Hacking!]

[After being killed, I lost 5 levels, my equipment was blown away leaving only my undergarments, and my inventory was wiped! GM, are you paying attention?!]

The post instantly flooded with replies:

"Hahaha! What have you done to deserve this?"

"Faustus God: Heard you wanted fairness? I’ll give you fairness!"

"Level loss, high loot explosion rate, inventory wiped... is this killing or account deletion?"

"Vantheon: Bro, I’m back to square one overnight!"

"Stormbound Guild Leader wiped out—equipment and gold gone. Is this moral collapse or human corruption? Welcome to this episode of Inside Stellar’s Top Player..."

...

Dawnlight City

The square before Lord’s Manor glittered with dropped equipment, gold, and materials.

Over 300,000 non-human players stared at the pile—but none dared touch it.

They watched Daniel in disbelief, fear gradually creeping into their eyes.

What is this?

Killed by him, level drops 5, high loot, inventory wiped...

How is this different from having your account deleted?!

Sylphira snapped back to reality, forcing a faintly perfect smile, her voice dripping with delicate charm:

"Lord Faustus, we..."

Before she could finish, a golden arrow pierced her chest.

-2,137,728!

Critical hit! HP vanished instantly.

[Ding! You have slain player "Sylphira" (Non-Human Faction)!]

[Death Curse BUFF Triggered!]

Target Level -5 (Current: 69 → 64)

Forced drop of 4 pieces of equipment

Forced drop of all inventory items

Sylphira’s body collapsed, her emerald leather armor, dagger, rings... exploded outward, forming a small pile.

Her backpack erupted, scattering gold, materials, and potions everywhere.

Barbarian’s Hammer and Infinite Might froze for a moment, then erupted in rage.

"How dare you kill Sylphira!"

"Don’t you know who she is?! She’s a famous celebrity in Earth! You bastard, I’ll fight you!"

Barbarian’s Hammer roared, transforming into a Bimon Behemoth, golden fur bristling, swinging his massive bone club at Daniel.

Infinite Might also roared, transforming into a Mammoth War Elephant, his five-meter-tall body shaking the ground, tusks gleaming coldly.

Daniel’s expression was calm.

Aetherlance!

The golden spear tore through the sky, piercing Barbarian’s Hammer’s chest instantly.

Boom—!

-1,504,332!

The enormous body exploded into fragments.

[Ding! You have slain player "Barbarian’s Hammer" (Non-Human Faction)!]

[Death Curse BUFF Triggered...]

Immediately afterward, another Aetherlance shot forth.

Infinite Might had barely advanced halfway before the golden spear pierced him.

Boom—!

-1,498,770!

The Mammoth War Elephant collapsed, kicking up a storm of dust.

[Ding! You have slain player "Infinite Might" (Non-Human Faction)!]

[Death Curse BUFF Triggered...]

Just three arrows.

Three non-human faction leaders were wiped out.

Over 300,000 non-human players were left in stunned silence.

Daniel sheathed his bow, scanning them with cold, furious eyes. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

With countless memories spanning multiple lifetimes, he loathed human traitors more than anything.

While countless humans had given their lives defending Earth and their people, these human turncoats had helped the non-human races open the gates to slaughter—proudly hunting their own kin.

The horrific scenes were still burned into his mind.

Kill.

He would annihilate every human traitor.

The murderous aura around Daniel thickened, seemingly freezing the very air.

The non-human players instinctively stepped back, sensing the deadly intent.

"Who else is left?"

Daniel’s voice was quiet, yet it struck every heart like a hammer.

Not a single one of the 300,000 non-human players dared move.