On the desolate plain, a five-man squad from World No. 616 lay hidden in ambush.
Not far ahead, another five-man team from World Zone No. 1213 was grinding an Undead Boss.
The lineup of the No. 1213 World Zone squad consisted of two archers, one warrior, one priest, and one mage.
anwhile, the team from World No. 616 had a far more complete composition—an archer, an assassin, a mage, a priest, and a warrior, each fulfilling their role perfectly.
At this mont, the players from World Zone No. 1213 had already chipped away half of the Boss’s HP.
Watching the scene unfold, the players from World No. 616 could not help but feel a strange sense of disbelief.
The warrior, Dreamchaser, frowned and said,
"Skylight, why do I feel like that warrior from World Zone No. 1213 is ridiculously weak?"
Captain Skylight curled his lips into a faint smile.
"Don’t forget how many guild blessings we have stacked on us—Guild Glory and Legion Blessing layered one over another. With buffs like that, if we were only about as strong as the players from World Zone No. 1213, wouldn’t that be a complete joke?"
The assassin, Nightblade, let out a soft chuckle.
"Exactly. And what the captain ntioned is only the tip of the iceberg. The real key is that we have access to guild channels, which let us buy EXP cards and skill books. On top of that, our massive stockpile of rit points allows us to exchange for divine weapons and legendary armor."
His eyes lit up with reverence.
"If it weren’t for Lord Faustus, how could we possibly have such absurd combat power? Even those big shots from real-world financial empires envy our gear and battle strength..."
He clicked his tongue twice before continuing.
"Under normal circumstances, players like the ones from World Zone No. 1213—hovering around a few thousand damage per hit—that’s what ordinary players are actually supposed to look like."
Dreamchaser nodded deeply in agreent.
"That’s true. After staying in the guild for so long, I started thinking everyone was more or less on our level. But after seeing these players from other zones, I finally understand why the players of World No. 616 dominate the level rankings."
The priest, Sacred_Word, joked with a grin,
"Doesn’t everyone feel like we’ve been cultivating in seclusion deep in the mountains for a thousand years, only to co down and suddenly realize we’re invincible?"
The group exchanged looks and burst into laughter.
Just then, Skylight lowered his voice.
"Nightblade, the ti’s about right. Go in under stealth and get ready to steal their Boss."
Nightblade nodded, activating an assassin secret art as his figure lted into the shadows.
"Everyone, stay sharp. The players from World Zone No. 1213 may be weak, but that doesn’t an we can afford to get sloppy."
"Don’t worry, Captain."
"I guarantee I’ll send them straight back to the respawn point the mont we et."
...
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The warrior from World Zone No. 1213 raised his shield and barely managed to block one of the Boss’s attacks in ti.
In the next instant, a beam of holy light descended upon him.
" 500!"
He knew imdiately that it was his team’s priest keeping his HP topped up.
"Exploding Fireball!"
A blazing fireball slamd into the Boss.
-9,134!
The warrior from World Zone No. 1213 brightened at once. One of their archers had actually triggered a critical hit.
The Boss’s aggro instantly shifted away from the warrior and onto the archer.
Seeing the Ghost Knight about to charge toward the archer, the warrior of World Zone No. 1213, Berserker Bear, quickly used his taunt skill the mont it ca off cooldown.
"You big idiot, fight instead!"
Roar—!
As expected, the Ghost Knight’s aggro snapped back onto the warrior.
From the rear, long-range attacks kept raining down on the Boss, whose HP had already been reduced to a sliver.
All it would take was a single hit, and this Epic-grade Boss would fall!
Then, all of a sudden—
Whoosh!
An arrow shot through the air.
At the sa ti, a figure abruptly appeared behind the Boss.
"Ambush!"
-311,819!
Fatal Strike!
Roar!
The tall Undead Boss’s green flas went out in an instant, and its entire skeletal body collapsed to the ground.
The five players from World Zone No. 1213 froze on the spot.
They stared blankly as the assassin calmly and expertly picked up the loot dropped by the Undead Boss, their minds going completely blank.
"What a beautiful strike—that damage was insanely high!"
"Wait... our team... doesn’t seem to have this guy, does it?"
"Huh? Right, who the hell is he?"
At that mont, one of their teammates behind them suddenly shouted,
"Holy shit! He’s a player from World No. 616! That bastard stole our Boss!"
Berserker Bear snapped back to his senses and hurriedly raised his shield.
The assassin from World No. 616 looked at them with blatant contempt and sneered.
"This Boss even dropped an Epic-grade piece of equipnt. Not bad at all."
He paused for a beat, then added the final twist of the knife.
"Thanks for your hard work."
With that, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.
Hearing those words, the players from World Zone No. 1213 were so angry they nearly coughed up blood.
That assassin’s taunting "skill" was even more effective than a warrior’s!
...
"Dreamchaser, that dumb warrior is yours."
Skylight drew his bow and aid at the two archers from World Zone No. 1213.
Without another word, Dreamchaser activated Sprint and charged straight at the enemy.
At the sa ti, Skylight released the string.
Seven arrows struck the two archers from World Zone No. 1213 at the sa instant.
-194,339!
-243,891!
The two archers were killed on the spot.
anwhile, the priest of World No. 616, Sacred_Word, had already thrown a full set of debuffs onto the mage from World Zone No. 1213.
At almost the sa mont, that mage finished his chant, and an Exploding Fireball appeared above his head.
But the fireball had actually shrunk by sixty to seventy percent, becoming even smaller than the most basic Fireball spell. Its flight speed was so slow that even a cripple could dodge it.
The mage from World Zone No. 1213 stared in disbelief.
"This priest’s debuffs are this overpowered?!"
Before he could recover from the shock, a shout rang out from behind him.
"Lightning Stab!"
The vanished assassin, Nightblade, suddenly reappeared at his back, and a string of attacks instantly took him down.
At that very mont, a lightning spell struck the priest of World Zone No. 1213 from above.
-258,366!
The fragile priest dropped dead on the spot.
Skylight gave the mage, Lightning Dancer, a thumbs-up.
"One-shot kill!"
Lightning Dancer shrugged.
"These players from World Zone No. 1213 are way too weak."
In the blink of an eye, the only one left standing on the field was the warrior from World Zone No. 1213, Berserker Bear.
Seeing all his teammates watching him, Dreamchaser flashed a wide grin, his white teeth gleaming.
"Kid, let send you on your way."
"Flaburst Impact!"
In an instant, his greatsword was engulfed in blazing fire as he brought it crashing down onto the shield.
The next second, the shield shattered outright, and the blade continued through, slashing into the opponent’s body.
-219,491!
Berserker Bear was instantly killed!
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