Chapter 150: Chapter150-All Annihilation
Chapter 150: Chapter150-All Annihilation
Before they could respond with words, the magus stepped forward, his voice icy and uncompromising, "Back off. Since you're too scared to make a move, I'll do it!"
With those words, the gold-tier magus lifted his staff, a gre glow veloping him.
A tempest swirled into being.
A wind blade, over a meter long, formed in front of the magus.
With a shout, "Wind blade, go!" the blade sliced through the air towards John at lightning speed.
John's gaze turned frosty.
With no superfluous movemt, just a slight shift of his body, he easily dodged the incoming attack.
However, with the magus making the first move, the siege officially began.
Figures dashed towards John with incredible speed, not ev intding to give him a chance to retaliate.
The warrior who had spok up first, his body glowing with an orange light, aimed his shield at John.
A beam of orange light shot from the shield, hitting John squarely.
The warrior laughed malevoltly, "Hahaha, you're done for!"
Struck by the orange light, John felt an inexplicable surge of anger rise within him.
His eyes, filled with brutal intt, fixed on the warrior, a part of him itching to tear the man to shreds.
But the feeling was fleeting, and John quickly regained his composure.
"Taunt?" he muttered to himself.
It was a knight's skill, typically used to draw the atttion of monsters.
John hadn't expected it to be used against him.
Fortunately, his mind power was strong, rdering the oppont's Taunt skill ineffective against him.
An idea struck him.
Pretding to be provoked, he allowed anger to contort his face, his complexion redding.
John decided to turn the tables, feigning uncontrollable rage to catch his opponts off guard.
Seeing this sce, the attackers were elated.
Someone shouted loudly, "He's taunted, attack now!"
Without needing further couragemt, everyone began unleashing their skills.
Those with speed had already closed in on John.
An assassin suddly burst out from John's shadow.
"Shadow Ambush!"
With a sinister smile and a dagger glowing with purple light in hand, he viciously aimed a g spike towards John's back.
"Heartstab!"
Before John could dodge, everything in front of him blurred.
A muscular fighter, fists glowing with red light, appeared before him.
"Blink!"
The fighter, expression cold and resolute, didn't hesitate to aim a punch at John's head.
The power behind the fist was so immse it whistled through the air.
"Thunderous Punch!"
Meanwhile, John still appeared taunted, seemingly oblivious to the attacks suring him.
Those attacking John showed looks of triumph on their faces.
Success!
Some ev felt disdain, thinking John was not as formidable as they had feared.
The external audice gasped in shock, some ev closing their eyes, anticipating the outcome.
As long as they ran faster than their companions, they could survive.
With this thought, everyone's pace quicked, wishing they had be born with more legs by their parts.
The slower magus and archers turned pale.
Typically, in a team, they were the main damage dealers, basking in everyone's admiration.
Yet, it was only during momts of flight that they realized how powerless they truly were.
John watched the crowd scrambling to escape and said indiffertly, "Don't worry, of you will get away!"
As his words fell, a blinding gold light burst from the staff in his hand.
A beam of gold light shot up into the sky, turning the clouds above into gold.
Following this, beautifully designed gold light swords quickly formed within the gold clouds.
In just a momt, the sky was filled with dsely packed gold light swords, a sight so overwhelming it made one's scalp tingle.
"Light Sword Rain!"
John declared, his intt to kill unmistakable as he swung his staff down.
"Die!" he commanded coldly.
The gold light swords, like soldiers receiving orders, fell from the sky like a curtain of rain.
Both the sky and the earth were dyed gold, a sight both majestic and spectacular.
The warrior running at the forefront ssed something amiss and turned back abruptly.
The sight of the gold sword rain filling the sky behind him st him into a panic!
"This is impossible!" the warrior cried out in terror.
At that momt, John's technique completely overturned his understanding.
Such a large-scale attack was something ev platinum-tier awakers would find difficult to achieve.
But what about John?
He was merely a studt participating in an assessmt!
The vast disparity plunged the warrior into deep despair.
Before the warrior could process further, he saw several gold light swords heading straight for him.
Perhaps as a special favor from John, the warrior found ev more light swords aimed at him than at others.
However, the warrior didn't give up easily.
He abruptly stopped, a red glow illuminating him as his muscles swelled ormously, significantly bolstering his defse.
Raising his shield, he stood firmly in the path of the incoming light swords, his expression easing slightly, confidt that ev with John's strgth surpassing his expectations, he, as a gold-tier warrior, could surely escape.
But the next momt, the smile froze on his face!
As the light swords neared his shield, in his disbelief, they suddly curved a it, deftly bypassing the defse and striking him precisely.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff!"
A series of sounds of flesh being pierced rang out.
The warrior looked down in disbelief at his chest, now impaled with light swords.
"How... how is this..." he began, but before he could finish, he vanished in a flash of light.
The same sce unfolded among all those who had attacked John.
Many had thought they could evade the light swords, but the terrifying agility displayed by the swords crushed their last line of defse.
Screams and pleas for mercy instantly filled the Enchanted Forest.
Streaks of light dissipated in the air.
In just a few breaths, silce returned to the forest.
As they looked upon that upright figure of the young man, everyone felt suffocated.
Over thirty people—were they all really defeated by a single skill?
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