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

Has it been successfully constructed?

No.

not yet.

The symbol for "Sharp" was indeed connected, but it was unstable. The chain formed by the four ciphertexts was trembling slightly, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

"More precise control is needed."

Li Wu frowned. He repeatedly adjusted the energy flow between the four secret texts in his mental sea, trying to find the perfect balance.

One minute!

Two minutes!

Three minutes!

The battle outside continued, and Hua Zitong and the other three ran around the warlord, their movements now perfectly coordinated. But exhaustion was inevitable; their mana was steadily depleting.

"President, hurry up!" Zhui Feng shouted in the channel.

Li Wu did not answer.

All his attention was focused on the four secret texts in his mental sea.

Fourth minute.

Li Wu is still adjusting the structure.

He found the problem: the energy connection between [Condensation] and [Sharpness] was not smooth enough. The compression direction of Condensation is inward, while the penetration direction of Sharpness is forward.

A slight directional conflict occurred at the junction of the two.

This conflict was so minor that he had never encountered it when constructing the Burning Star Returning to the Void Arrow, because the condensation of the Burning Star Returning to the Void Arrow was coordinated with the domain and did not involve directional issues.

But [锐] is different.

Sharpness has direction; its essence is absolute edge pointing towards a target. Therefore, the condensed energy must be released precisely along the direction of sharpness; even the slightest deviation will lead to construction failure.

"Steering control..."

Li Wu repeatedly simulated the scenario in his mental sea.

He tried at least twenty different ways of channeling energy. Each time, a tiny deviation would occur at the point where the energy converged with the sharpness, and then the entire structure would collapse like a house of cards.

The fifth minute.

Outside, Hua Zitong and the other three were already struggling to run.

"It...it seems to be learning!" Chasing Wind's voice was filled with panic. "It's starting to anticipate our movements!"

"Don't panic! Change direction!" Hua Zitong shouted.

But her own voice was also somewhat hurried. The warlord was indeed adapting to their rhythm. At first, it was just clumsy in pursuit, but now it was beginning to swing its sword ahead of time, blocking their retreat.

Mohen had just used a Freeze spell, but it shattered in less than half a second. His mana was already mostly depleted, and he really wouldn't be able to cast it again after a few more uses.

Night Wind fared slightly better, but his stun could only last for half a second. And every time he got close to the warlord, he risked being instantly killed by a ten-meter area-of-effect attack.

"President!" Zhui Feng called out again.

In the sea of ​​the spirit.

Li Wu's twenty-first attempt failed.

The twenty-second time!

He changed his approach.

It's not about directing the energy of condensation towards sharpness, but rather about embedding sharpness itself into the core of condensation.

In other words, the two secret texts are not connected end to end, but rather Rui becomes part of Ning.

"The endpoint of condensation and compression is not a point, but a blade."

The instant this thought flashed through his mind, the four secret texts in his mental sea suddenly resonated.

Blazing flames surged from the source, amplifying it several times over. Condensation began to compress towards the center. At the moment of ultimate compression, Sharpness did not follow Condensation but grew out from the depths of Condensation's core!

The end of compression is the beginning of sharpness.

Energy is no longer compressed into a point, but into a line.

This line, as thin as a hair, possesses a penetrating power at the conceptual level.

"That's right!"

The four secret texts completed their final interlocking within Li Wu's mental sea.

Ding!

A crisp sound echoed deep within my consciousness.

You have successfully created a new Archery skill!

Within the spiritual sea, the four cryptic symbols merged together, transforming into a glowing phantom arrow.

The arrow was pure white, as thin as a hair, yet it emitted a light that was impossible to look directly at.

At the tip of the arrow, an invisible sharpness extends outward; it is not sharp in a physical sense, but rather unstoppable in a conceptual sense.

Li Wu named this arrow:

【Blazing Sun Piercing Arrow】

[Secret Text Combination: Blazing + Enhancing + Condensing + Sharpening]

[Type: Four-Arrow Skill]

Li Wu opened her eyes.

The battle outside had reached a fever pitch. Hua Zitong's arm was grazed twice by rubble, Zhuifeng was almost hit by the warlord's area-of-effect attack, and Yefeng used a fatal blow to save Mohen, almost getting cleaved in two by a backhand sword strike.

All four of them are struggling to hold on.

At that moment, their president stood up.

"Step back."

Li Wu's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Hua Zitong immediately retreated. The other three also stopped harassing him and quickly increased the distance between themselves and the warlord.

Mal'Ganis turned his head and looked at the little human who had stood up again.

"The ants are back again?" it sneered. "You've been sitting here for so long, have you come up with any ideas yet?"

Li Wu drew back the arcane bow.

This time, the energy gathered on the bowstring was different from any other time.

First is [Blazing], an extremely brilliant flame that ignites on the bowstring, its temperature so high that the air within five meters begins to distort.

Then came the [increase], where the size of the flames tripled, and the energy density soared to a terrifying level.

Next comes [Condensation], where all the expanding energy is compressed wildly in an instant, converging towards a single point on the bowstring.

The flames changed from golden yellow to incandescent white, and then from incandescent white to an almost transparent blue.

Finally, there's 【锐】.

From that energy point compressed to its extreme, a sharp edge emerged.

That wasn't light, it wasn't energy wave, it wasn't anything that could be described in a physical sense.

It is the concept of penetration itself.

What's gathered on the bowstring is no longer an arrow.

It is a line.

It is as thin as a hair, yet its brightness rivals that of the sun.

The air around Li Wu was ionized, hissing as it passed. The ground cracked slightly beneath his feet. His hair was whipped back by the energy storm.

Zhui Feng stood twenty meters away, staring at the indescribable light on the bowstring, completely frozen in place.

He had been an archer for so many years and had never seen arrows like these before.

This doesn't look like something a player would shoot.

"What is that...?"

I also saw the ink marks.

As a mage, his perception of energy was far more acute than that of the Wind Chaser. He could clearly sense that the energy density contained in the light emanating from the bowstring was beyond his comprehension.

"This is... a four-skill skill?"

Hua Zitong remained silent, watching Li Wu's retreating figure, with only one thought in her mind:

He did it again.

Charge up for one and a half seconds.

Loose the string.

A pure white beam of light shot from the bowstring. There was no sound, or rather, sound was too fast to travel. The light struck its target before anyone could react.

It struck Mal'Ganis in the chest.

To be precise, it hit the fel armor covering his chest.