The Great Elder was dead, worn down to death by Gao Linzhi using nothing but the most basic Fireball Spell!
He had died of arrogance.
It might have seemed as if his intelligence had suddenly plummeted, but that wasn't the case.
Players could only learn magic skills after their second class advancement.
Ordinary players first advanced into Trickster Apprentices at level 10, then into Tricksters at level 35. Only then could they learn them.
Even Corporate Players couldn't possibly learn them yet, let alone a Rogue Player.
That was the root of his arrogance.
Gao Linzhi wasn't surprised in the least.
Having lived two lives, he had seen plenty of arrogance from those in power.
They were always saying things like, "The poor can never raise a noble child," "How could your efforts as one person compare to three generations of my ancestors?" and "Family inheritance is our responsibility"...
When had they ever cared about ordinary people's discontent or the uproar of public opinion?
They had studied history, knew of Huang Chao and Li Zicheng... Yet they still said such things—and did them, too!
Just like the Great Elder now.
They had never treated people at the bottom as equals. To them, the common folk were nothing but tools, leeks to be harvested, and expendable resources.
Gao Linzhi thought of this and stomped on the Great Elder's ashen remains.
Smoke rose throughout Huai Tree Forest. One towering tree after another had been burned black.
Gao Linzhi let out a scoff.
In the past, like everyone else, all he could do was work hard in silence and vent a little on online forums—then hurry to delete his posts...
But now, he could dance on his enemy's ashes!
It felt so damn good!
Just then,
the Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fifth