Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents-Chapter 55 - 51: King of War vs. King of War

As a Reincarnated Player, Gale had long since passed the current "newbie stage." He had even seen plenty of high-level players and heroes in their prime.

Before his "account reset" Rebirth, seeing an arrow so fast the naked eye could barely track it would have, at most, made him remark, ’Looks like I’ve run into an expert archer.’ He would never have lost his composure or control over his emotions.

But what about now?

This was the pioneering phase, where everyone was stuck in the Newbie Village, fighting over a bunch of Zero-star soldier types that hadn’t even touched the threshold of the Extraordinary!

Everyone had only been developing for a little over a month!

He had never seen an archer hero, recruited at this stage, who could wield a weapon as difficult to master as the bow with such terrifying skill!

This feeling!

It was like a rookie operator just landing in Puba, only to run into the mad madam standing on the eastern mountaintop, looking down at the entire map of Puba from hundreds of meters away, and then suddenly getting hit with a red-light lock-on!

How the fuck are you supposed to play that?

You can’t play for shit!

’No...’

’The enemy only has this one overpowered hero...’

’And he’s most likely a pure Shooter specializing in bows, with little to no training in close-quarters combat with melee weapons...’

’The other enemy soldiers with him are all just useless scrubs...’

’They don’t have the fight-to-the-death, never-retreat trait of Divine Chosen Soldiers...’

Gale’s breathing gradually steadied, and a sharp glint ignited in his eyes.

’That’s right!’

’I can win this!’

’As long as my Warrior Legion charges at full speed, weathering the terrifying arrows from that Shooter hero, and gets right in his face, I can use Sea of People Tactics to instantly annihilate him!’

’And as for the remaining Ratman Warriors and Forest Wolves, once they see the overwhelming difference in our combat strength, their morale will probably shatter, and they’ll surrender without a fight!’

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Gale drew his sword, raised it high, and roared:

"Full charge!"

The Divine Chosen Warriors, wielding Round Shields and War Axes, roared in response. The thunder of their iron boots crushing rotten leaves sent birds scattering in alarm as the black tide of men surged like a bursting dam toward the source of the arrows in the northwest.

The enemy, as if worried about being at a disadvantage once the warriors got close, only fired two more arrows—taking out two Warriors who had actively shielded Gale—before going silent.

"Hmph!"

’Thinking of running?’

’As if I’d let you get away!’

’Get h—’

Before he could finish his thought, a tremor like distant thunder ran through the ground. A series of deep rumbles suddenly tore through the silence of the forest, instantly swallowing the sound of the warriors’ charge.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!!!

Along with this strange disturbance, Gale’s pupils contracted. He could feel an increasingly clear tremor through the soles of his feet.

"Wh-what is that noise!?"

In an instant, a chilling sense of foreboding shot up his spine. He then saw a pack of gray, elephant-sized giant wolves burst out of the forest!

Their forms, crushing deadwood underfoot, bounded through the trees as if flying. They ran even faster than charging plains Cavalry, their massive bodies like mobile fortresses, and slammed violently into the unprepared formation of Warriors!

SPLAT!

The charging Warriors in the front rank were sent flying like paper puppets, their bodies tracing arcs over a dozen meters through the air. They landed as mangled heaps of flesh and blood, their crimson gore splattering the rotten leaves with jarring specks of red.

The Round Shields hastily raised by the Warriors in the rear were still like paper before this inexorable tide.

The giant wolves’ claws shattered the shields and knocked the men over. The sickening thuds of bodies being crushed under iron-hard paws and fangs rose and fell in a grim rhythm.

In just a few moments, a path of blood-soaked paste had been paved through the forest. The sight of splintered bone and viscera spattered across the piles of rotten leaves was enough to make one’s scalp tingle with horror.

’This!?’

’Is this!?’

’The Desert Giant Wolf!?’

’A Zero-star (Purple) Demon Beast unit!?’

’Fuck!!!’

’How the fuck is this any different from a Zero-star (Gold) Heavy Cavalry unit!?’

’Dammit, Zhao Chuan!!!’

’That idiot!!!’

’Moron!!!’

’Useless piece of trash!!!’

’That brain-dead imbecile with a head full of pig shit!!!’

’The enemy’s army was clearly hiding a special Demon Beast unit comparable to Heavy Cavalry!!!’

’And that dogshit waste of space didn’t notice a single thing!!!’

’I’ll kill you!!!’

’FUCK YOUR MOTHER!!!’

As rage ignited in Gale’s heart, the battle devolved into a one-sided slaughter. Although the Desert Giant Wolves under the effect of the "Boiling" skill had not yet officially reached the Zero-star (Gold) level, they were now comparable to a peak Zero-star (Purple) creature.

Not to mention, their "Giant Wave" skill was a hidden source of combat power not tracked by the system, granting them a destructive capability that far surpassed their current tier.

"Oh?"

"Having a meltdown?"

Qin Feng leaned against a forked branch in the treetop, watching the Lord Player who had suddenly started screaming curses in the distance, and couldn’t help but sneer.

"Don’t you just love killing people indiscriminately?"

"Then how about you get a taste of what it’s like to be crushed like ants!"

With that, he raised his Hunting Short Bow, slowly drew the string, and steadily aimed the arrowhead at the other man’s helmet, which was left unguarded due to his fury.

Triple Shot!

FWOOSH FWOOSH FWOOSH!

[Your Triple Shot skill has successfully hit the Divine Chosen Lord "Gale"!]

[Lethal weak point hit!]

[Affected by the Knight skill "Steel Body"! Your damage for this attack is reduced by 30%!]

[Resisted by the opponent’s helmet armor! Your total damage for this attack is reduced again! The damage will be absorbed by the helmet’s Extra Life Value first!]

[The "Armor Piercing" effect of your Armor-Piercing Arrow has been activated! This attack will ignore a portion of the target’s armor! Dealing higher total damage!]

[This attack directly penetrated the target’s armor! Dealt a total of 80 Armor Piercing damage and 82 direct physical damage!]

[Target is Poisoned, losing 1 Life Value per second for 10 seconds!]

’Heh?’

’Tougher than I thought?’

’You actually survived my first volley?’

’Fine. If one volley isn’t enough, let’s go for another. Triple Shot... activate!’

Meanwhile, Gale, who had just taken a heavy blow to the head, snapped to his senses. He might be guaranteed to lose this battle, but that didn’t mean he had to die here himself.

He hurriedly called over a dozen Warriors to form a dense human shield in front of him. At the same time, he raised his large Knight’s Shield, keeping one eye on the terrifying forest to the northwest where the arrows kept coming from, as he hunched over and quickly retreated toward the southern edge of the battlefield.

"Hmph!"

"Thinking of running?"

"As if I’d let you get away!"

It was a familiar scene, only this time, the one speaking was Qin Feng—the man who had previously been considered the "prey."

Triple Shot!

Normal shot!

Normal shot!

Sharp arrows streaked across the battlefield like black meteors, but all of them were blocked by the fearless Divine Chosen Warriors using their own bodies.

Gale kept his head down, his body hunched over, his mad dash making him look like a lizard as he dodged and weaved through the corpses and the Arrow Rain. Before he knew it, he had already scurried to the very edge of the battlefield.

Now, he only needed to take two more steps to leap out of that terrifying range of death and despair!

But at that very moment, the hairs on the back of Gale’s neck suddenly stood on end.

Because five hundred meters away, at the top of the tree canopy, the bowstring Qin Feng had just released vibrated with a low hum. The engravings on his Hunting Short Bow suddenly flared with golden light, and the stream of light gathering at the arrowhead twisted as if it were alive—it was the sign that his Big Move panel was 100% charged.

"Hunting God Kunos, grant me your Judgment Arrow!"

As the low shout tore through the air, a golden arrow’s gleam suddenly cut through the twilight.

Kunos’ Arrow!

Aim!

Lock on!

Fire!