EBE Chapter 9: 7 Kills in 4 Seconds! The plunder begins, war declared against the gods!
Chapter 9: 7 Kills in 4 Seconds! The plunder begins, war declared against the gods!
The wind in Black Rock Canyon, carrying the smell of sulfur, squeezes through the cliffs, whistling sharply.
Wang Yan drew his sword and walked toward the seven people on the right.
The seven people were all at level 5 to 7, wearing a mix of white and green equipment.
The fact that the newbie zone could assemble this setup shows that Myth Guild had already completed resource integration within three hours of the server opening.
The leader was a warrior with a shield, whose ID was "Iron Wall".
He stood at the front, followed by two archers and four melee fighters.
A standard advancing formation.
Wang Yan did not slow down; instead, he quickened his pace.
"He's charging at us?"
Iron Wall raised his shield, his wrist trembling slightly from the excessive force.
The archer on the right has already drawn his bowstring, and two arrows are fired simultaneously.
Wang Yan turned to the side, and the arrow flew past his ear.
He didn't even dodge the second arrow.
The Rock Armor talent gives off a gray sheen on the skin's surface.
The arrow bounced off, causing only a single-digit amount of damage.
The bow equipped with white armor couldn't break through his defense.
Wang Yan had already rushed to the front.
Instead of attacking the iron wall with its shield raised, he stepped onto the canyon wall and moved two steps to the side.
He bypassed the iron wall from the left and charged straight into the back row.
The blade of the God-Slaying Prototype sliced across the throat of the first archer.
An attack power of 45 to 60 means destruction to a level 5 cloth-armored archer.
One-hit kill.
The archer's body remained in the position of drawing the bowstring, before turning into white light and dissipating.
[Causal exploitation has been triggered. Detecting residual causal lines on the target...]
[Plunderable Item: Talent "Eagle Eye" (D-rank, Passive, Ranged Attack Accuracy +15%) / 8 points in Agility.]
Please select.
Wang Yan chose Hawkeye.
He doesn't lack attributes, but he lacks talent reserves.
Every passive talent is a bargaining chip for the future.
The second archer turned and ran.
Wang Yan caught up in two steps, and the sword pierced through his chest from behind.
It sold out in seconds again.
[Causality Plunder has been triggered. Plunderable items: Talent "Rapid Reload" (Rank D) / 6 points in Strength attribute.]
Choose your talent.
Four melee fighters finally surrounded them.
Two swords, an axe, and a hammer.
Iron Wall roared from behind, "Surround him! Don't let him—"
Wang Yan did not take the hit head-on; instead, he took two steps back towards the narrow entrance of the canyon.
This position allows a maximum of two people to stand side-by-side for attacks.
The one with the axe rushed over first and swung it at the head.
Wang Yan stepped aside to avoid it, and with a backhand slash, he struck the axe handle with his sword.
The sharpness of the God-Slaying Prototype far surpasses that of other weapons of the same level, and the axe handle snaps in two instantly.
Before the player with the broken axe could react, Wang Yan had already grabbed his wrist with his left hand.
With a sudden yank, he was flung toward the hammer-wielding man charging from behind.
The two collided and lost their balance at the same time.
Wang Yan killed two people with one sword.
The blade pierced through the first person's chest and into the second person's abdomen.
Double kill.
Two beams of white light rose up.
Wang Yan selected two talents in succession.
One is an E-class "thick-skinned" creature, and the other is a D-class "brute force" creature.
None of them are top-tier, but in the early stages of the game, a D-level talent was enough to make most players envious.
The remaining two swordsmen's legs began to go weak when they saw their four teammates wiped out in ten seconds.
He turned and ran.
Another man raised his sword to block in front of him, his voice trembling: "Wait, you...we can—"
Wang Yan didn't wait for him to finish speaking.
The prototype of the God-Slaying Demon swept across the battlefield with a blood-red afterglow.
The swordsman didn't even have a chance to parry before turning into a white light.
The last one who ran away had already run twenty meters.
Wang Yan bent down, picked up the broken axe handle from the ground, and threw it like a javelin.
With the help of his Eagle Eye talent, the axe handle struck the back of his head with pinpoint accuracy.
Dizziness lasts for one second.
One second is enough.
Wang Yan caught up and sheathed his sword.
Seven people, forty seconds, all wiped out.
The world channel was in an uproar at that moment.
The system displayed a series of kill notifications.
[Kill Announcement: Player "Unnamed" has killed player "Precision Alpha"!]
[Kill Announcement: Player "Unnamed" has killed player "Shattered Star Bow"!]
[Kill Announcement: Player "Unnamed" has killed player "Iron Hammer King"!]
Seven kill notifications appeared on the screen in quick succession within forty seconds.
[World Channel]: "Wait, wait, what is this? A seven-kill streak in forty seconds???"
[World Channel]: "A member of the Myth Guild? He killed the elite team of the Myth Guild?!"
[World Channel]: "I counted, forty seconds, seven, the highest being level 6. He's level 9, fighting seven at once?"
Wang Yan sheathed his sword and turned to look to his left.
The battle on Zhuang Bugui's side started faster than he had anticipated.
Four of the six people have already fallen.
Zhuang Bugui's playing style is completely different from Wang Yan's.
He didn't fight head-on or engage in direct confrontation; instead, he used the Ghost Step technique to weave through the rocks.
Each time it appears, it happens to be in the other person's blind spot.
He slit his throat and disappeared.
Reappeared, another blow.
That's not the action of a level 1 player.
That's an assassin's instinct ingrained in their bones.
The remaining two members of the Myth Guild stood back to back, no longer daring to separate.
Zhuang Bugui stood on a rock ten meters away and licked the blood off the novice's short knife.
"Don't worry, the next one will be here soon."
Both of them broke down at the same time and turned to run in opposite directions.
Zhuang Bugui caught up with one of them, while the other ran in the direction Wang Yan was.
Wang Yan raised his hand and swung his sword, a white light flashing.
It's over for Zhuang Bugui too.
Thirteen people, all wiped out.
The whole process took less than two minutes.
Only one person remained in the canyon.
Ba Dao stood on the mountain ridge, his silver chainmail trembling in the wind.
His face had lost all color.
Thirteen elites were wiped out by two people in two minutes.
One of them is only level 1.
"you--"
Before Ba Dao could speak, Wang Yan had already appeared in front of him.
The tip of the God-Slaying Prototype sword was pressed against his throat, piercing his skin, and beads of blood trickled down the blade.
Ba Dao held up the bronze greatsword, but couldn't swing it.
He saw Wang Yan's eyes.
There was no anger or murderous intent in those eyes.
It's like looking at a dead stone.
"Go back and tell Indra."
Wang Yan's voice was very soft.
"The elite team positions in the Myth Guild are not even enough to fill my teeth."
The sword tip moved forward half an inch.
"Next time, let him come by himself."
Wang Yan sheathed his sword.
Ba Dao stood still, the bronze greatsword slipping from his hand and crashing to the ground.
He is not dead.
But it's worse than death.
Zhuang Bugui walked over, glanced at Ba Dao, and then at Wang Yan.
"You deliberately kept him."
"The dead cannot convey messages."
Zhuang Bugui nodded and said nothing more.
Qiqi jogged over from a distance, her face still showing an unreal, dazed look.
"The world channel... has gone mad."
Wang Yan opened the panel.
Level: LV9.
Talent slots: Causality Plunder (SSS), Rock Armor (E), Eagle Eye (D), Thick Hide (E), Brute Force (D), Rapid Reload (D).
Six talents.
The server has been open for three hours.
He turned off the panel, his gaze sweeping across the canyon to the distant horizon.
The fate marker icon is still blinking.
The countdown to the next exposure has begun.
But before that—
A private message popped up.
The sender's name made Wang Yan pause for a moment.
The player "Servant of the Fate Weaver" requests to speak with you.
The message consisted of only one line.
"The Council of Gods summons you, holder of the God-Slaying Series. Refuse, and war will be declared."
Wang Yan stared at the line of text for three seconds.
Then he replied with two words.
"Declare war."