I am the Arcane Archer, and all my skills are self-created.

Everyone was stunned.

What just happened?

Guild leader... interrupted the BOSS's casting with a basic attack?

How is that possible!

A normal attack is just a basic attack and doesn't have any skill effects, so how could it possibly interrupt the BOSS's spellcasting?

"Don't stand there! Deal damage!" Hua Zitong was the first to react and shouted sharply.

The group snapped out of their daze and immediately resumed their attack.

But in their hearts, a storm was brewing.

"Guild Master, how did you do that just now?" Bull asked, swinging his warhammer.

"I interrupted his spellcasting animation." Li Wu's voice remained calm, as if he had only done something insignificant.

"Spellcasting animation?"

"All skills have a casting animation, which is the action between when you press the skill button and when the skill is actually released. The same applies to bosses," Li Wu explained.

"His 'Shadow Nova' spell requires him to raise his staff before casting. I attacked his wrist, preventing him from completing that movement, and the spell naturally failed."

The reason is very simple.

But in practice, it's incredibly difficult.

First, you need to be able to accurately determine which action is the pre-cast animation.

Secondly, you need to react and launch an attack in a fraction of a second.

Finally, and most importantly, your attack must precisely hit the key spot that can interrupt the action.

For example, the wrist.

What terrifying eyesight, reaction speed, and operational precision that would require?

Those present were all elite players, and they were well aware of the difficulty involved.

"This...this works?" The bull was stunned.

"Stop chatting! The BOSS is casting again!" Steel Shield shouted from the other side.

Everyone looked up and, sure enough, the high priest raised his staff once again, preparing to unleash "Shadow Nova".

As for the "deep freeze" of the ink mark, the CD is still three seconds away.

"President!" Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to Li Wu.

Li Wu didn't speak, but simply drew the bowstring once more.

It was just another ordinary energy arrow.

Another precise hit.

Another successful interruption.

The flowing lines are pleasing to the eye.

The entire room fell silent.

If the first time was a coincidence, what about the second time?

This can no longer be explained by simply saying "good operation".

That's an amazing skill.

"I...I feel like my role as a control mage is a bit redundant," Mohen said with a wry smile, pushing up his glasses.

His "Deep Freeze" has a cooldown of over ten seconds, while the guild leader can interrupt it infinitely with a normal shot.

It's infuriating to compare yourself to others.

"Stop talking nonsense. Your task is to interrupt the first time and save him mana," Hua Zitong said irritably.

She was also shocked, but she knew now was not the time to be shocked.

With Li Wu's "physical interruption" and Mo Hen's "spell interruption" working in tandem, High Priest Sethus became a complete joke.

He possessed devastating power, yet he couldn't unleash even one of his ultimate moves, leaving him as frustrated as a tiger whose teeth had been pulled.

Finally, under the relentless beating of the crowd, the high priest let out a final, unwilling cry before collapsing to the ground.

[System notification: You have killed High Priest Sethus.]

A pile of loot dropped from the BOSS's corpse, emitting yellow and green light.

"Passed! Passed!"

"Hahaha! The first boss is that easy?"

"Easy? Try telling the president not to interfere!"

A cheer erupted from the team.

Li Wu didn't join their celebration. He walked over to the BOSS's corpse and glanced at it as it fell.

His luck stat is very high, so the drops from the BOSS are excellent.

A fine pair of cloth leggings for magic users, three rare pieces of warrior-type equipment, and some rare materials.

"Distribute the equipment among yourselves, according to your needs," Li Wu said to Hua Zitong.

"Okay." Hua Zitong nodded and began to organize the distribution.

After the equipment was distributed, the team's strength was enhanced once again.

After resting, the team continued deeper into the dungeon.

Beyond the altar lies an even more winding underground passage. Huge scorpion tail statues begin to appear on the walls of the passage, looking grotesque and terrifying.

"The next boss is Sandstorm General," Hua Zitong explained as they walked. "This is a purely physical damage boss with high health, high defense, and extremely terrifying attack power. It will be a huge test for our tanks and healers."

"Don't worry, Vice President!" Steel Shield patted his chest armor. "This Soulforger set of mine isn't just for show!"

"Don't be careless," Immovable Mountain reminded him from the side. "None of those who can become BOSSes are simple."

Soon, they arrived at the location of the second boss.

This is a larger circular arena than the previous altar cave. In the center of the arena stands a giant scorpion-man, twice the size of an ordinary scorpion-man executor.

His entire body was covered in thick black armor, and he carried no weapons, but rather two enormous black pincers. Just standing there, he exuded a mountain-like sense of oppression.

Sandstorm General Rip (Leader)

[Level: 35]

"Damn, this guy doesn't look like someone to mess with." Bull swallowed hard.

"The tactics are simple," Hua Zitong said. "The main tank with the steel shield will stand in front and take the hit. Everyone, absolutely do not stand in front of the BOSS. He has a huge area-of-effect cleave attack; one hit will kill you."

"Immovable off-tank, ready to take over at any time. Healers, pay attention to the tank's health. The boss will enrage when its health drops to 20%. At that time, everyone unleash their full burst damage to kill it instantly."

"clear!"

"Activate the monster!"

Steel Shield took a deep breath, raised his shield, and charged forward.

"Grandson! Come see your grandpa!"

Enraged, General Sandstorm let out a deep roar and swung his massive pincers at the steel shield.

"clang!"

A loud bang.

The man with the steel shield was knocked back two steps by the impact, and an astonishing damage number appeared above his head.

-1832!

"Damn it!" Steel Shield couldn't help but curse.

He currently has nearly four thousand health points, and this attack took away half of them!

This was even with his damage reduction skill activated!

"Such high attack power!" Qixian Liuli exclaimed in surprise, and quickly applied healing to the steel shield.

"Don't just stand there, unleash your attacks!" Hua Zitong shouted.

The group immediately began their attack.

But a new problem has arisen.

Their attacks struck the Sandstorm General's thick armor, producing negligible damage numbers.

Mohen's Frost Arrow, which usually deals over a thousand damage, now only deals six hundred.

The arrows that chased the wind only caused two or three hundred damage.

"This guy has such high physical and magical defense!" Mad Blade exclaimed.

"Tanks can also be used for damage output!" Li Wu's voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone was stunned. What did that mean?

Li Wu drew his bow, but instead of shooting an offensive arrow, he fired a yellowish-brown arrow.

The arrows landed at the feet of the steel shield.

Rock-solid protection!

Three enormous rock shields appeared out of thin air and slowly rotated around the steel shield.

"President, why are you giving me this? I..." Steel Shield hadn't finished speaking when he saw Sandstorm General's pincers come crashing down again.

He instinctively raised his shield to block.

"clang!"

Another loud bang.

But this time, the steel shield did not retreat an inch.

The damage numbers that appeared above his head left everyone speechless.

-231!