After Shi Feng activated Phantom Realm, a faint starlight barrier formed around his body. It rendered him immune to all magic damage and converted 10% of the magic damage he received into healing, restoring his own HP. It lasted 10 seconds and had a cooldown of 3 minutes.
The people surrounding Shi Feng had yet to realize that the Mechanical Slayer had begun to show its might. They still foolishly charged at Shi Feng.
Before anyone could react, the stone-paved road suddenly shattered, and the earth trembled as blade-like gusts shot up from the ground.
Whether players or NPC guards, anyone struck by the wind blades was killed without exception.
After the frenzied storm passed, the street outside the Teleportation Hall was utterly unrecognizable, having become a field of ruins...
The many players watching from afar fell silent.
This terrifying destructive power was absolutely something they had never seen before. Who could have imagined that several thousand players would vanish just like that? The once-crowded street now had a huge empty stretch, and even the Level 150 guards whom players looked up to had been instantly killed. How could players like them possibly deal with it?
The players who had originally planned to kill the Mechanical Slayer now felt utterly powerless.
"No!"
The guild leaders who had wanted to besiege Shi Feng had bloodshot eyes. Their faces no longer bore their previous calmness and composure, only deep regret and rage.
After the Mechanical Slayer's Storm Domain, the several thousand people they had sent were wiped out in an instant.
Most of those people had been elite players.
Their guilds had been insignificant to begin with and did not have many elite players. Having six or seven hundred elite players in a guild was already quite good. Losing even dozens of