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

Deep in the mangrove forest.

Three players from Dragon's Roaming World are cautiously advancing.

A standard three-person team consists of a warrior, a mage, and a priest.

"Damn it, this forest is so dark, I can't see anything at all," the warrior player in front complained as he parted the bushes blocking his path with his sword.

"Be careful, I heard those two guys are around here," the mage behind him warned, glancing warily around.

"What's there to be afraid of? There are three of us, why would we be afraid of two? Besides, if they dare to make a move, we'll give the signal and the boss will bring his men over right away," the soldier said nonchalantly.

Just then.

boom!

A huge, spherical mushroom cloud of fire suddenly rose into the air from the ground in front of the three of them!

-120!

They didn't even dare to step into the Misty Swamp!

Once you enter that place, you will inevitably turn into white light and be sent back to the Resurrection Square within half an hour.

Mangroves have become a death zone.

The Misty Swamp became a burial ground.

The names "Seeing Flowers Through the Fog" and "Searching for Fog Among Flowers" have become nightmares that haunt everyone's hearts.

They were like two ghosts, omnipresent.

You never know from which tricky angle the next arrow will come from.

You never know from which shadow that deadly sword will emerge.

"Are you kidding me? I've lost three levels in just two days!"

"What is the leader of the Overlord Blade Sect thinking? Why is he so determined to pick a fight with those two ruthless individuals?"

"I don't want to play anymore, I want to leave the guild! If this continues, I'm afraid I'll develop psychological trauma!"

At first, Longxing and Badao would comfort them, saying things like, "Don't be afraid, there are only two of them, we'll wear them down."

But as the number of deaths increased, no one believed it anymore.

耗？

How do we sustain this?

Those two people killed them dozens or even hundreds of times, yet their levels not only didn't drop, but actually kept increasing.

Meanwhile, their levels kept dropping, their equipment was scattered all over the place, and they had nothing left to wear!

Finally, one player couldn't hold back any longer and directly called out to Longxing_Badao.

"Boss! Please! Make peace with them! If this continues, our District 21 branch will fall apart!"

"Yeah, boss! We can't beat them! Those two are monsters!"

"We're not here to die!"

……

Inside the temporary camp in the No. 101 beginner village, Longxing Badao's face was ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.

He couldn't understand how things had gotten to this point.

He clearly has over a hundred people!

He clearly had an overwhelming numerical advantage!

Why?

Why were they so easily defeated by just two people, leaving them with no chance to fight back?

He is not willing!

He is the branch president of Dragon Travels the World!

If he were to bow down and admit his mistakes to these two people, where would he put his face?

How am I supposed to survive in Area 21 after this?

"We can't give up! Absolutely not!"

A hint of mad obsession flashed in Longxing Badao's eyes.

He felt that it wasn't his tactics that were flawed, but rather that his men were utterly incompetent!

More than a hundred people were so frightened by two people that they dared not leave the village. It was an utter disgrace!

Is there a problem with the tactics?

Yes, the tactics were also problematic!

They split up into groups of three, giving the enemy the opportunity to pick them off one by one.

in case……

What if we concentrate all our strength?

What if we find an open, unobstructed place and confront them head-on?

A crazy idea gradually took shape in his mind.

He still has one last trump card!

Within the guild, there is also a group of true elites!

Their skills and awareness far surpassed those of the hundred people who participated in the previous encirclement!

They had been focusing on leveling up by completing quests and grinding monsters, and hadn't participated in this raid, so their levels and equipment remained at the top level.

Gather them all together!

Fifty people! Fifty true elites!

On an open plain, they set up their battle formation!

Fifty people, each with a different skill, could drown those two people alive!

As long as we can withstand the first wave, as long as we can get to their faces, victory will surely be ours!

"Yes! Let's do it!"

Long Xing Ba Dao's breathing became heavy, and the flame of hope rekindled in his eyes, but this flame was mixed with a strong gambler's madness.

This is his last chance; he can only win, he cannot afford to lose!

He stopped, opened the chat channel, and found a player marked as vice president to start a voice chat:

"Kobayashi, send your elite troops back! I need you here!"

The other end simply replied, "Right away!"

Before long, about fifty people gathered in front of the temporary camp.

These people were the last elite force of Dragon's Journey in Beginner Village No. 101. They were all well-equipped and had fierce eyes, clearly veteran players who had experienced countless battles.

Standing on the high ground, looking at the fifty familiar faces below, Long Xing Ba Dao felt a surge of pride.

This is his real team!

"Brothers!" He took a deep breath and roared with all his might, "I know we've been wronged these past two days! Two bastards who appeared out of nowhere have been fucking us!"

"I want to fight them head-on!"

"I'm going to show everyone in starting village number 101 who truly reigns supreme here!"

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Now, I will personally lead the team to launch the final battle against 'Seeing Flowers in the Mist' and 'Searching for Mist Among Flowers' on the Sunset Plain outside the village!"

"In this battle, we are only allowed to win, not lose! The victors will divide all their equipment and wealth! I will personally contribute an additional 500 silver coins as a reward!"

500 silver coins!

A suppressed gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The elites, who were initially hesitant, suddenly became eager.

"Let's do it!"

"Damn it, let's fight them!"

"For the silver coins!"

Seeing their attitude, Longxing Badao nodded in satisfaction.

This is exactly the effect he wanted!

He wanted everyone to know that he, Dragon Walker, Overlord Blade, had not lost yet!

Immediately afterwards, he issued another regional announcement:

[Regional Announcement from District 21: I, Longxing_Badao, on behalf of the Longxing Tianxia guild, hereby formally declare a life-or-death battle against players 'Wuli Kanhua' and 'Huajian Xunwu'! Time: One hour from now! Location: Sunset Plains! If you're a man, don't be a coward, I'm waiting for you!]