Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents-Chapter 56 - 52: He Has a Legendary Hero

In the gilded, ornately carved lord’s bedchamber, Gale bolted upright from the velvet bed. His chest heaved violently, his ragged gasps shattering the profound silence like a cracked gong.

He lowered his head, trembling, and reached for his chest. Where the fatal wound should have been, there was only a patch of searingly hot skin, but the moment he touched it, a pain like ten thousand steel needles stabbing him flared up.

Memories, like a shattered mirror, crashed back together.

The suffocating feeling of near-death, his gradually fading consciousness, and that golden light that had pierced the sky—it all now twisted together with the burning pain in his chest.

In an instant, cold sweat soaked his back. Gale suddenly curled into a ball, a whimper like a trapped beast escaping his throat.

This was a state unique to someone who had just experienced death, occurring in the very instant of Resurrection.

It was a despair that every veteran player had experienced.

Only after a long while did his harsh breathing gradually calm, leaving only the aftershock of his heart wildly pounding in his chest.

’Damn it...’

’What the hell was that final golden light...?’

He braced himself on the carved bedframe to stand, but his right leg felt like lead and gave way. He stumbled, crashing into the bedpost, its sandalwood grain digging painfully into his palm.

Hearing the commotion, the maidservant outside lifted her skirt and rushed in. She found Gale propped against the bedframe on one elbow, struggling to support himself. Beneath his silver-threaded cuff, his muscles still twitched uncontrollably.

She rushed to support Gale’s unsteady arm, trying to help him back onto the bed:

"Lord!"

"You need to lie back down and rest immediately!"

However, Gale didn’t heed the maidservant’s advice. Instead, he raised a hand to stop her from helping him.

The matter was urgent.

He had to return to the Real World at once.

Not only to report what had happened twelve hours prior to the FSC’s higher-ups,

but also to figure out just what terrifying skill was behind that golden arrow the enemy fired at the very end.

[You have been hit by skill ’???’! You have taken fatal damage! Your Black Crystal Knight’s Shield has been completely destroyed by ’???’! Your Black Crystal Knight Heavy Armor has been completely destroyed by ’???’!]

[Your Life Value -213!]

[Your Life Value -197!]

[You have died. Your soul will now return to the Lord’s Hall to be reconstituted. Countdown: 12 hours!]

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"Liu Feng?"

"What do you mean?"

The projected light in the conference room flickered. On the other side of the holographic screen, an FSC executive with a center-parted hairstyle suddenly leaned forward:

"You’re saying..."

"that the final golden Magic Arrow the hero fired..."

"...not only ignored the five Divine Chosen Warriors who desperately blocked your path and the massive forest trees in your way, but it also directly obliterated the Black Crystal Shield and Black Crystal Armor you were wearing, dealing over four hundred points of one-shot-kill damage to you!?"

Gale—whose real name was Liu Feng—nodded.

"Yes."

"That’s right."

"The damage was absurd."

"My Knight’s Shield has 250 Extra Life Value, and my Knight’s Heavy Armor has 150. Both were at full durability from start to finish, but they were destroyed by that one arrow. I couldn’t withstand it at all."

"If I hadn’t been wearing any gear at that moment, with no Extra Life Value from equipment and no corresponding damage reduction from armor,"

"I probably would have taken over 1,000 points of one-shot-kill damage."

"Moreover,"

"that golden Magic Arrow seemed to have a dual damage mechanic. Part of it was Magic Damage, and the other part was physical damage."

"Because its damage calculation was processed in two parts,"

"not just a single instance."

"Um... Manager Huang, you’re vastly experienced and knowledgeable. Do you know what kind of skill this is?"

At the far end of the conference table, Manager Huang, with his slick, center-parted hair, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. He tapped a finger on the laptop, which wasn’t illuminated by the projection, and slowly shook his head.

"I don’t know."

"There are many Archery Skills with a golden light effect."

"Archery Skills that can simultaneously deal both Magic and physical damage are also not uncommon."

"Shooter-type skills with a ’Mark Tracking’ mechanic that completely ignore other enemy targets to track and damage only a designated one are too numerous to count."

"But no Shooter skill has ever combined all these effects into one."

After a pause, Manager Huang extended his right index finger and traced an arc on the laptop’s trackpad. The blue light from the screen cast a cold glint on his glasses.

"My guess is,"

"it’s likely a new type of skill that very few people know about..."

He suddenly looked up, his knuckles rapping sharply on the edge of the table:

"No!"

"To be precise!"

"It must be a New Profession!"

"A unique Shooter Profession that only exists in this Lord Plane of yours!"

Hearing this, Liu Feng’s eyes widened. He shot to his feet, his chair scraping loudly against the floor:

"You mean...!?"

"That was a Legendary Hero!?"

"Only Professions of Legendary Level and above possess a unique, unreproducible nature. The others—Ordinary Professions, Rare Professions, Epic Professions... they’re all just basic, mass-produced templates from the Lord System."

"But this Lord Plane has only been open for a little over a month, hasn’t it?"

"Players can already recruit Legendary Heroes at this stage?"

Manager Huang leaned back in his leather chair and waved his hand dismissively.

"That’s normal."

"Don’t be so surprised."

"This is a game of the High-dimensional World, a game of the so-called ’Deities’."

"It’s not strange for there to be some new developments." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Manager Huang looked up at the laptop screen before him, the light from it making his gold-rimmed glasses flash.

"As for this player named ’Tingfeng,’ he’s quite an interesting fellow. Not only can he tame the Demon Beasts in the forest, but he can also recruit a Legendary Hero..."

"Unfortunately,"

"he was unlucky."

"He happened to run into the once-a-decade arrival of the Stone of the Gods."

As he spoke, Manager Huang suddenly took off his glasses and wiped them gently.

"Liu Feng."

"Give Long a message."

"Tell him to deal with this ’Tingfeng’ player as soon as possible."

"If there’s a chance to spare the Legendary Hero’s life in the process, try to do so. We’ll figure out a way to recruit him to our side later."

"If we can’t recruit him, then eliminate the Legendary Hero."

"In any case, we can’t let anyone else have him."

Liu Feng nodded with a grave expression.

"Yes."

"Manager Huang."

"But... what about Zhao Chuan?"

"This player ’Tingfeng’ is ruthless. He didn’t hesitate at all when wiping out my troops. By now, he’s probably already captured Zhao Chuan’s Lord’s Hall!"

"Judging by the time I received his distress call,"

"I estimate that in another ten-odd hours, Zhao Chuan’s Lord’s Hall will be completely destroyed, and he’ll permanently lose his Resurrection ability. There are no other members nearby who can go save him..."

Manager Huang couldn’t help but snort coldly.

"Hmph!"

"What else can be done?"

"Just wait to die!"

"I told his older brother long ago not to let Zhao Chuan participate in this Rebirth operation. We at FSC are definitely not the only experts and organizations vying for the Stone of the Gods. But did either of those two idiots listen? No!"

"And now look what’s happened!"

"He ran into a Reincarnated Player that Zhao Chuan himself couldn’t handle!"

"And got his main base easily taken over!"

"Isn’t that just what he deserves?"

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