Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 290 The Invisible Villain, the Tragic Fate of the Prodigal Son

The sorcerer's head snapped off smoothly, his skull, hair and all, fell to the ground, his knees buckled, and his body collapsed, creating a ring of dull ash.

At this moment, all the players in the Fiendish Faction were watching him. His teammate, who was still alive just a moment ago, the level 17 leader, was dying right before his eyes.

A sudden, chilling sensation, like a terrifying electric current, swept through the crowd, leaving everyone's face numb and bewildered.

"There's an invisible unit." The warrior player who made this judgment stayed where he was, preparing to use reconnaissance to break the invisibility, but in the next instant, a blinding red line in the air, like a celestial laugh tearing through the atmosphere, pounced on him in a flash.

And so he died. His armor and body turned into neat fragments, and the blood that splattered from the cuts formed a light rain on the spot.

"Too close!" The wandering player who made this judgment saw the terrifying red light appear when he was already inches away from the dead man, and the invisible man who made the move was likely standing right in front of them.

The wanderer, like a drumhead flea or a sparrow on a lake, suddenly shrank into the dimension of shadow and disappeared.

The Divine Dreamland did not overlap with the Shadow Dimension. The Wanderer hid in a temporary pocket world, like a submarine woven from shadows, shrinking into the skin of the world. He could still observe the surrounding scenery, but everything was in black and white.

He could also clearly see a bright white, thread-like object rush into the crowd; if it blocked his path, he would die instantly, and if it grazed him, he would be maimed.

The wanderer witnessed the druid in the group transform into a swarm of insects, scattering with a buzzing sound. The white line suddenly split into hundreds of raindrops, weaving like a comb, shattering all the flying insects in a matter of seconds. The transformation of the wilderness was broken, and the moment the druid reverted to his original form, he was bombarded by the rain of light, his body withering and shattering.

Less than five seconds had passed since the attack began, and fourteen players had already fallen. The attack came too fast; the red trails left on their retinas resembled a giant net, and the intense crimson light filled everyone's eyes.

"Where is he?!" "I can't find him!" "Let's go!"

The remaining players dared not linger. They retreated from the rooftop where they had been lying in ambush and jumped down onto the street below. In the few seconds of their descent, the red line followed them like a shadow, slicing several people to pieces in mid-air, leaving a trail of corpses on the ground.

There were fewer than twenty people left on the field. They gathered in a circle, and two spellcasters worked together to create a hemispherical force field wall, forming an invisible shelter.

Force field walls can withstand all types of damage, are extremely tough, and are difficult to destroy, making them an excellent means of dividing the battlefield.

They could finally breathe a sigh of relief from the torrential rain. They called for reinforcements, assessed the situation, and devised a strategy.

"Find him quickly! [Eye of the Sky], it's up to you!"

The prophet turned pale; her methods of breaking invisibility were ineffective, but she used her divination to discover the source of the hostility.

"there!"

Following the direction she pointed, everyone looked and saw that she was pointing to an open space outside the force field wall. There, the broken bodies of her companions were scattered, and blood was seeping out, pooling into a puddle. On the surface of the blood pool, a pair of boots and a human figure were reflected.

"I saw it, it's floating." "Like a ghost."

Everyone tried their best to observe, and the three-eyed skull in the cloak was clearly in sight not far away, but they couldn't retain any impression of it in their minds.

A few seconds later, the corpses of the dead players melted and shattered like bubbles, the seeping blood disappearing; they had been resurrected by the abomination. Without the reflective pool of blood, the people inside the force field wall could no longer find the attacker.

The world chat and the team chat for the illegitimate offspring faction have been filled with terrifying news.

[My Favorite Devil Lady (Bastard Child)]: How did I die?!
[Bloodstained Chariot (Son of a Victim)]: My equipment! My armor! Shattered! All shattered!
[Beekeeping and honey consumption (illegitimate offspring)]: It's like having a nightmare (cold sweat) (cold sweat)
The ambush on the Lighthouse Keeper had been exposed, and the faction channel began to release coordinates and requests for help. A large number of illegitimate players, along with story troops, marched rapidly toward the battlefield, and the siege quickly unfolded.

Players from Nine Towns and Night Guard also received intelligence and began to pay attention to this unexpected faction war.

The convoy escorting the lighthouse passengers was slightly agitated.

They hadn't expected that the mage had gotten off the vehicle early to prepare for the ambush. Fearing that he was outnumbered and might be trapped and killed, they hurriedly returned to their vehicle to prepare to go and provide reinforcements.

"Don't go!" The cat-man priest turned his motorcycle sideways and blocked the convoy. "I messaged the mage brother, and he told us to wait a while, find a place to settle down, and rest."

The allies exchanged bewildered glances, finding it hard to believe. "This time, at least half of the players came from the wicked offspring's side, along with no fewer than ten leader monsters and tens of thousands of miscellaneous soldiers. What else can he do but flee now?"

The cat-man priest and the half-elf druid hesitated, but the necromancer [Cold Rain] calmly replied, "Why not just kill them all?"

Surprisingly, her words were echoed by many players who had followed Lin Bo through advanced dungeons.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Are you kidding me?" the necromancer chuckled. "Have you ever seen someone slaughter a faction's capital city? I have."

She glanced at these allies who were not familiar with the mage, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "You don't understand yet. The prophet issued a quest to find the mage, not to be his bodyguards, but to welcome him. You need to know your place, lads."

Everyone silently gazed into the distance, where the ambush coordinates announced on the channel were located in a chaotic dream world street. Brilliant sunlight streamed down from the dark green sky, illuminating the scene clearly.

Lin Bo stood before the force field wall, raising his hand to touch this transparent, invisible barrier. This being, purely composed of force fields, remained silent before the mage, refusing to speak. It was greater and more sublime than dragons.

Although he did not know the true name of the force field, it did not mean that Lin Bo did not have the ability to attack with force fields. He knew the corresponding words for "power" in magic language and could activate it by simply reciting the incantation.

Inside the force field barrier, the surviving players of the Abomination faction banded together to defend.

"Where is he now?" his companion urged the prophet.

Sweat streamed down [Eye of the Sky]'s face, as if she had just come out of a bath, but her expression was as pale and gloomy as a water ghost. She raised her hand and pointed ahead, "Right here."

Separated by a wall, a terrifying, invisible figure observes its prey in the cage. But the prey can only see empty air.

"He can't get in, he can't get in..." a dwarf from the underground murmured repeatedly in his local dialect. "Wait for reinforcements, they're here, they're here! Our big dog is here!"

Hearing the thunderous footsteps like a herd of horses charging, everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a metallic beast, about four meters tall and six meters long, appearing at the end of the street. It resembled a canine, with a sharp snout and claws, and its charging footsteps were like stomping through puddles, splashing dirt and waves onto the solid asphalt road.

A boss-level monster has appeared: the Colorful Beast - Multitail. It spreads out its six long tails, which resemble scorpions, with the cannons at the ends aimed at the area where the force field wall is located, and launches an attack without hesitation.

Six brightly colored beams shot out from the tail, suddenly breaking through the air: red flames, blue lightning, purple sound waves, green strong acid, cyan poison, and white frost, all of which caused violent explosions upon landing.

Boiling energy and chaotic matter churned like porridge, splashing out layers of colorful ripples. The aftershocks spread outwards, easily tearing apart the facade of the concrete building.

The people inside the force field wall were unharmed. Their vision was deprived by the dazzling light, and the continuous explosions were filtered into a muffled sound of water by the force field barrier.

The player, who had been trembling, straightened his back, and his ashen face relaxed slightly.

The overwhelming firepower of our allies brought a genuine smile to our faces.

As the bright light faded, everyone looked around, their gazes suddenly freezing. Not far away, the leader monster, the Colorful Beast, which had charged forward, lay sprawled in the middle of the street. Its massive body resembled a tattered towel, seemingly crushed and squeezed by an invisible hand, and was still twitching slightly.

A giant, bright red hand floated in the air, then transformed into a terrifying red line familiar to everyone, nimbly slicing through the leader monster's body and scooping out its internal mechanism.

The basketball-sized metal movement, wrapped in a red thread, drifted into the hands of an invisible person.

The players watched as the enormous mechanism hovered in the air. They knew that the person was right next to the corpse of the colorful beast, and had teleported there in an instant to kill the leader monster. The explosion hadn't damaged it in the slightest.

A chill ran through everyone's hearts.

"It's alright, he shouldn't be able to break the force field wall..." the spellcaster reassured his teammate.

While the force field wall is sturdy, it is by no means insurmountable; this statement is merely wishful thinking.

They soon heard a thunderous voice.

"(The incantation) propels the great power." Lin Bo said, his surging magical energy roaring within him, his incantation power bursting forth in his mind. This was the first time he had seriously cast a dragon language incantation.

Then, a surging, pure impact erupted. Force fields collided, and the invisible walls were broken, crushed, and disintegrated by the invisible torrent. The players who were hiding under the protection withered and flew away like autumn willow leaves. Even their screams and pleas for mercy were lengthened and annihilated in the raging hurricane. Their bodies were crushed into dust by the force fields.

When they regained consciousness, they had returned to the main city of the wicked offspring camp, the Rebirth Pool of the Bountiful Royal Court. Awakening from the dreamlike bubbles, they floated to the surface, weakly swimming to the edge of the pool to catch their breath, where the brothers in distress reunited.

"Are you dead too?"

"Yes."

Do you know who killed us?

The prophet whispered, "It's him. 'Lighthouse Keeper.' The target of the Purgatory quest. The one we're supposed to ambush. He's not your average monster."

"With so many of us deployed, are we confident we can take him down?"

The players lying by the rebirth pool looked at each other in bewilderment. Some were unconvinced, but no matter how unconvinced they were, they couldn't utter any confident words.

Before long, the first batch of reinforcements from the wicked offspring camp arrived at the coordinates.

Before me lay shattered streets, a series of collapsed buildings, and the remains of the leader monster. It was a scene of catastrophic destruction, like a glacier passing through, yet there was no sign of the enemy.

"Be careful, the enemy is invisible. They might not have left yet." The players were not only fully armed, but also took extensive defensive measures, their bodies filled with magical aura.

They gathered nearly a thousand monstrous offspring nearby, including television guards, microwave oven ray robots, cell phone self-destructing drones, car cavalry, and concrete and granite elemental spirits.

The battle group converged, led by a leader monster, the tracked tank colossus - Scorched Earth, ten meters long, with cannons covering its torso, chainsaws on both arms, and a layer of gleaming square shields on its body.

Lin Bo floated in mid-air, looking down at the cluster of illegitimate offspring gathered below.

The Night Guard faction's storyline mainly focuses on the present world, so he didn't trigger any missions. However, the kill of the Colorful Beast and more than forty players just now still brought him 4,466,000 kill experience points.

He lifted the mystical mercury, shaping it into a long harpoon, and softly chanted in the language of dragons.

"(Incantation) Bless the elements."

Intricate inscriptions appeared on the surface of the Mystic Mercury, protected by the four elements, and then coated with lightning, water, and plasma.

The enemy forces on the surface had already been startled by the dragon's chanting and were all looking up.

Beneath the deep green sky, amidst the brilliant sunlight, a crimson spear, shrouded in blue light, suddenly fell, leaving a magnificent trail on the retina and photosensitive elements. Before the brain or the mechanism could react, the lightning spear had already arrived, piercing through the leader monster chariot colossus and pinning it to the spot, unleashing a ring of leaping light that instantly annihilated the four hundred and seventy-eight surrounding monstrous offspring.

The first batch of reinforcements was reduced by half in an instant.

The message came from the teammates at the rebirth pool in the team chat channel of the wicked offspring faction.

"Run away!"

(End of this chapter)